Mi Jinglun gently closed his eyes, his heart was like a knife twisting!

When he opened his eyes again, the great power of heaven and earth was swelling. He stomped his feet gently and drove the huge ink destroyer into the battlefield.

He didn't need to sit outside the battlefield to plan. There was such a group of soldiers who were not afraid of life and death, and such a group of eighth-rank Kaitian who led the way. Why not be worried about this battle!

He also wants to leave his mark in this battle. As the eighth-grade Kaitian, he is not only a commander who is proficient in strategy, but also a powerful general who can charge into the battle!

Since the beginning of the war, the Mo clan army has been in chaos. No one has ever expected that this time the human race would be so resolute. In less than ten breaths after the battle broke out, a domain lord was killed by the eighth-rank human race under the sword.

That is the domain lord, not the lower Mo clan or the miscellaneous soldiers.

He was killed so soon?

Although the eighth-rank human race was soon killed on the spot, he still killed thousands of Mo races before he died.

One powerful domain lord or eighth-grade Motuo died in battle. The fierce and cruel battle was beyond the imagination of the Mo tribe.

It also exceeds the imagination of the human race.

Never before, the human race has suffered such a major loss.

Even more than a hundred years ago, when the Northern and Southern Army first came to the Dayan War Zone to intercept the Mo army that came out of Dayan, there was no such thing.

Although the eighth-rank Kaitian died in battle, there were only a few numbers, and they fell one after another in the war that lasted for many days.

This time it is different. Since the war started, in just one hour, there are already as many as seven ranks of the eighth grade who fell. If the battle continues, the number of fallen will only be more.

The fall of seven and eighth grades took away the lives of at least seven domain masters, three eighth grade Mo disciples, plus tens of thousands of Mo clans!

Those who fell on the battlefield were the predecessors and division commanders of the soldiers. They had been cared for and taught carefully in the past.

Now that the elders have passed away, the later generations have to take over the burden!

The soldiers were red in their eyes. The continuous fall of the eighth-grade Kaitian changed the trend of the battlefield. All human races began to fight desperately, regardless of their cultivation level or status.

With more than 20,000 human races against nearly 400,000 Mo tribes, and with a huge gap in force, the Mo tribe was defeated step by step with the momentum of the eighth-grade Kaitians paved with their lives and the determination of the soldiers to unite.

There are still constant movements of the domain master, and the fall of the eighth-grade aura is constantly coming from somewhere on the battlefield.

There are also scenes where warships were directly blown into powder and turned into a ball of fire.

The floating land collapsed and the battlefield was in chaos.

The hundreds of thousands of Mo tribe army were originally in order when entering this floating land area. However, as the eighth-grade Kaitian people jumped out to perform a thunder attack, the formation began to scatter.

Until some time, it became chaotic.

Dead by stinging!

The Lord of Zhe Chong is the commander of this Mo army. When he was there, many Domain Lords could still obey orders, but he was gone. Who among the Domain Lords could subdue whom?

Each domain master has his own ideas, especially in the current situation. The eighth-grade Kaitian of the human race, all their eyes were blazing green, and powerful auras locked them firmly, and they were likely to kill them at any time and die with them.

This is not a joke. In the previous scene, the eighth-rank human race have proved their determination and courage.

The domain lords were so cold that they were staring at the eyes of the eyes, so they could only command their subordinates to set up tight protections beside them so that they would not be found by the eighth-rank human race.

As the defense becomes more powerful, the power used to attack naturally becomes less powerful.

On the battlefield, the human warships galloped across the board, and the power of secret arts and treasures continued to be exerted, and they were always captured.

The number of the Mo tribe army is decreasing sharply, and the same is true for the human warships.

In this battle, both sides paid a huge, almost unbearable price.

The battle lasted for three days.

Three days later, the noisy battlefield gradually calmed down, and the two tribes of troops gathered together, confronting each other only hundreds of thousands of miles in the void.

The original floating land zone almost no longer exists. The two tribes confronted each other in this area, and all the floating land was broken, and the remaining floating land was less than 10% of the original floating land.

With the broken floating land zone as the background and the Central Army's Ink Destroyer as the leader, the surviving warships arranged defense lines. Many of the warships were blazing with fire and magic circles exploded. Some of the warships looked broken and devilish, describing them as if they would fall apart when they touched them.

However, such a group of warships gathered together, but they had the momentum of being a one-man who could not escape thousands of men!

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, the domain lords gathered their subordinates and gathered together.

It still has a great advantage in number, but compared with the majestic momentum of the human race, the current Mo army is shrouded in boundless fear and fear.

In this battle, the Mo tribe was really scared. They deeply understood what the madness and fearlessness of the human tribe are.

Even the precious eighth-grade Kaitian can lead the domain lords to die together at the cost of their own life. What else can the human race not do?

These human races are all crazy people!

Their domain lords can survive not because they are stronger than the dead domain lords, but they are lucky and have not been found by those desperate eighth grade human race.

None of the domain masters who were found by those desperate eighth grade human races will survive.

A fierce war beyond imagination, the survivors of the two armies confronted each other across the air, and greedily enjoyed the rare peace in a tense atmosphere.

The divine thoughts of the domain masters were intertwined, and they were obviously communicating something.

Although the human strong men could not perceive the content of their communication, they also knew that what they were communicating at this moment was nothing more than fighting or retreating.

For the Mo tribe, rushing to the royal city is undoubtedly an extremely important matter. If the royal city is lost, no Mo tribe can survive alone.

This is also the reason why Dayan Pass sent 500,000 troops after the news came from the royal city.

It can be said that Dayan Pass only left the minimum guarding force, and all those who can support the royal city have passed, which shows their determination.

However, he was still sniped in the middle of the road and suffered heavy losses.

If you continue to rush to the royal city, a war will inevitably break out again. The human race's attitude is already very obvious, just to block their direction and prevent them from moving forward.

If the war really breaks out again, with the madness shown by the human race before, the remaining Mo clan army will not be able to break through their defense line. At that time, although the human race will not survive much, the Mo clan will probably be defeated and wiped out!

Do you want to keep moving forward?

This is something that makes the domain masters embarrassed.

The royal city is very important, but if the entire army is wiped out here, it will be meaningless.

Therefore, after a brief exchange, the domain owners reached a consensus.

Withdraw to Dayan!

This is their second decision to withdraw Dayan.

The last time it happened nearly 150 years ago. The situation in the royal city was not so critical, and the human race was not so desperate, and the Mo race was the same.

This time it's different.

All the domain masters know that if they withdraw Dayan this time, they will lose the courage to get out of Dayan Pass forever, and they will live and die with Dayan forever.

This was a really difficult decision.

However, the situation is like this, I just sigh.

The Mo tribe withdrew its troops and did not scatter. Under the coordination of the domain masters, they were in order.

They are also afraid that the human race will take the opportunity to chase after them when they retreat. They have experienced this kind of thing, so when they retreat, they must keep the formation intact and respond to possible attacks by the human race at will.

On the Central Ink Destroyer, Mi Jinglun's face turned slightly white, and there were dry blood on his body, and the entire Ink Destroyer was mostly damaged.

In such a fierce battle as before, no one or any warship could ensure that it was safe and sound, but it was just a difference between the severity of injuries and the number of injuries.

The feather fan he had always held in his hand was also dim.

Mi Jinglun was waiting for the Mo tribe to make a decision.

When he saw the Mo tribe army slowly retreating under the command of the domain lords, his heart finally felt relieved and breathed a long sigh.

To be honest, if the Mo tribe insists on moving forward, then the human race has the only way to fight, and it is not a problem to stop the surviving Mo tribe army. The question is, after another battle, how many people in the Northern and Southern Army will survive.

The soldiers are not lacking in the awareness and courage to die on the battlefield, and the eighth-rank people are not lacking in the battle. This has been proved in the battle just now.

But as the commander of the First Army, he hoped to bring more people to live to see the moment when Dayan was recovered, rather than turning their names into a symbol on the Heroic Spirit Monument.

That's meaningless!

With a finger in front of the feather fan, Mi Jinglun whispered: "Send them a ride!"

Although the sound was small, it spread throughout all warships and sounded in the ears of every soldier.

The ink destroyer slowly moved forward, and the destructible fleet followed closely behind.

Many domain masters from the Mo tribe were shocked.

When they saw that there was movement in the human fleet, they thought that the human race would not give up.

This made the domain lords extremely angry. They were all about to disobey the order to help the royal city and withdraw to Dayan. They were still unwilling to give up. Is the human race going to drive them out?

For a moment, the Mo clan army became turbulent, and the domain lords quickly suppressed it, conveying orders one by one, and putting in close defense.

But soon, they realized that the human race was not going to chase and kill, but followed them slowly, always keeping a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles.

This distance made the domain masters feel excited. After all, this is not a safe distance. Humans can use warships to launch attacks at any time.

However, they had no choice but to let the tribe retreat further, which would seem too unambitious.

However, the human race's actions revealed a message to them, that is, the surviving army of human race will watch them retreat to Dayan Pass with their own eyes, and do not want to change the way halfway and head to the royal city.
Chapter completed!