He Nanshan could hardly believe his eyes. In front of him, the wounded remains of the beast camp. What kind of remnants are they? He Nanshan has never seen such a low morale and such a panic look in the battle department of the Kingdom of God.

They are a flock of frightened birds.

The camp tent was quiet, with only the sound of the generals choking.

How did Helian Tianxiao use the beast camp to attract the attention of the enemy, but he built a plank road and secretly went to Chen Cang, drilled through the wind curtain, and sneaked into the enemy's rear. This plan is logically fine, and even He Nanshan himself felt that there was no problem.

However, the result was unexpected. The two troops of Shenlang and Yinshuang were wiped out and none survived. The beast camp suffered a hard attack and had to return to the camp. The soldiers and Kunlun took the opportunity to counterattack, and the beast camp collapsed completely, with heavy casualties. The soldiers and Kunlun team chased and killed them all the way, and the soldiers of the beast camp fled in dispersed, and only more than a hundred people escaped.

He Nanshan was silent, and his heart was filled with storms and it was difficult to calm down.

How is that possible!

Could it be that they were ambushed? But even if they were ambushed, with the strength of Shenlang and Yin Shuang, they would not be able to survive! Or did the other party hide their backhand?

It must be hidden!

But, what kind of backhand can completely destroy the Divine Wolf and Yin Shuang?

The Kingdom of God and Tianwaitian have been fighting for so long, and the details of both sides have been cleared. Yuan Xiu has long exposed their weakness after retreating. Although he was surprised, he was able to accept the destruction of the Liehua Blood Tribe.

However, the Divine Wolf, one of the six divine tribes of the Divine Kingdom, Helian Tianxiao's strength is no less than that of him.

And it was not defeated, but the entire army was wiped out. With the strength of the god wolf Yinshuang, even if he was in trouble, he would definitely find an opportunity to break out. He might suffer significant losses, but how could the entire army be wiped out?

He Nanshan was frightened and angry. He had already sent someone to send a letter to Helian Tianxiao, asking him to wait for the reunion of the gods. Unexpectedly, Helian Tianxiao did not wait for them, but launched an attack directly.

All deployments were disrupted by Helian Tianxiao's actions, and their power was greatly weakened.

What should I do when facing such a defeat?

Although Ai Hui did not come out of seclusion, the changes in the lightsaber still attracted everyone's attention, which is a good sign. The battle to defend the camp was an unprecedented victory. The divine wolf, one of the Six Divine Divisions, was destroyed from then on, and the establishment completely disappeared.

The battle between the Kingdom of God and the Presbyterian Church lasted for so many years, and this was undoubtedly the most brilliant battle.

An unprecedented victory also made the morale of the defense line rise unprecedentedly.

The depressed and solemn atmosphere was swept away.

The myth of the invincible six gods was broken from then on, and everyone realized that the blood cultivator of the gods was also human and would die. Faith gradually became established, and the fear of the gods disappeared. In everyone's mind, the gods might be stronger than them, but they were not easy to mess with.

With high morale, everyone devoted themselves to the construction of the defense line with a more positive attitude.

The last time the Divine Wolf was found several points where the wind curtain was drilled through. In order to prevent similar situations from happening again, Shi Xueman was directing everyone to widen the cracks and thus strengthen the wind curtain.

This project is not easy. The canyon cracks are eroded by wind curtains all year round. The rocks with poor texture have been weathered, while the remaining rocks have been tempered by long-term golden wind and have extremely hard texture.

Even with Wang Xiaoshan in charge, the project will take a lot of effort. Fortunately, they only need to broaden a few key points.

Wang Xiaoshan is now the busiest one.

Shi Xueman, Tiebingren, Jiang Wei, Sang Zhijun and others were discussing the arrangement of the defense line. Kunlun Tianfeng was not interested in these things and did not come to participate. Wang Xiaoshan stood in front of a sand table. The entire defense line and the surrounding terrain were clearly visible on the sand table, which was vivid and extremely exquisite.

Wang Xiaoshan listened carefully to their discussion and adjusted the sand table from time to time.

Almost as soon as Shi Xueman and his friends finished speaking, the sand table immediately changed and became what they said. Shi Xueman and the iron soldiers and others surrounded the sand table, pondering for a while and discussing fiercely.

Wang Xiaoshan hardly participated in the discussion. Once Shi Xueman and others had results, they would change the sand table.

Wang Xiaoshan has zero combat power, but it has a huge role in defensive battles. In the words of the Iron Soldiers, Wang Xiaoshan's role in position defense is at least more than ten combat Yuanxiu masters.

They knew that the Blood of God would never give up, and the subsequent battle would only be more intense and cruel, but they were full of confidence.

After fierce discussion, a plan that everyone recognized was finally concluded, and the rest of the work was handed over to Wang Xiaoshan, and Sang Zhijun was responsible for coordinating.

The Iron Soldier returned to the camp of the Warriors Department and was quite happy. Although it was very hard, he felt extremely fulfilled. Amid countless doubts, he came out to take on the main rank of the Warriors Department and served as the military radical. One was to hope to resist the blood cultivation, and the other was to be unable to bear to see the Warriors Department disappear.

The military forces he took over were in name only, and they were all a group of new recruits with low strength and no combat experience. But now, after experiencing the tempering of several battles, these tender faces have become much more resolute and calm, and they cannot see the panic of the first time they first went to the battlefield. They behaved well and had a much stronger psychological quality. If they fight a few more games, they will become a new group of elites.

Seeing his own transformation in the war team, the Iron Soldiers were filled with gratitude and a sense of accomplishment.

Although the main force in several battles was either the Chongyun Gun or the Tower Cannon Alliance, and the soldiers and Tianfeng were more auxiliary, the Iron Soldiers were already satisfied. He was confident that as the soldiers and Tianfeng continued to increase, they could play a greater role.

He asked the deputy radical: "Has Lord Kunlun returned?"

The deputy radical shook his head: "Not yet."

Kunlun Tianfeng has been addicted to the sword formations in the valley these days. The ever-evolving lightswords undoubtedly exudes a fatal attraction for her who is determined to compile the sword scriptures.

She sat on the hillside next to the valley every day, watching every evolution of the lightsaber.

The birth of each new sword fascinated her.

Not only her, but the sword cultivators from the Tianfeng Division almost came out in full swing, guarding beside the sword formation and comprehending the sword intent. In front of them, it was like an evolutionary [Sword Book]. Any understanding would be of great benefit to them.

On the contrary, the members of the Thunder Sword didn't feel that they were taking another path.

The Iron Soldier shook his head helplessly. No one knew the junior sister's obsession with swordsmanship better than him. But he didn't expect that the sword cultivator under the junior sister was also carved out in the same mold. The Zhenshen Peak, which Tianfeng was responsible for guarding, was empty, and the Iron Soldiers sent soldiers from the military department to maintain it. If the Zhenshen Peak fell and injured his friendly troops because no one was stationed and maintained, the fun would be great.

The junior sister is an outstanding sword cultivator, but not a qualified radical.

The Iron Soldier knew that if it weren't for him, the junior sister wouldn't have gone to the front line. Her mind was all about swordsmanship and she had no interest in the battle department. For this reason, how could he bear to blame him?

He noticed that the deputy radical wanted to speak but stopped, and his heart moved: "Is there something wrong?"

The deputy radical glanced at the surroundings and saw that there was no one, and lowered his voice: "The messenger from Tianxin City has arrived, and he said he wants to see you."

Tianxin City?

The iron soldier's heart thumped, his expression did not change, and a ray of haze rose in his eyes.

The deputy radical was worried and whispered: "The other party came from secretly, and his subordinates dared not let others know."

What was the intention of sending messengers to Tianxin City at this time?

Moreover, the main general of the defense line is Shi Xueman. The messenger of Tianxin City did not pay homage to Shi Xueman, but came to find him first. The iron soldiers smelled a trace of ominous aura.

"Where are the people?"

“Waiting in your tent.”

Duanmu Dusk is as usual. After drinking the Yuanli Soup cooked in Loulan, he was satisfied and came to his meditation place these days. In fact, the Yuanli Soup in Loulan has almost zero effect for Duanmu Dusk now, but he still does not fall into every meal, and he will fight for every bowl!

In addition to the nourishing effect of Yuanli Decoction, the Yuanli Decoction in Loulan is the most delicious food in the world. It is not only Duanmu Dusk, but also fat people. The two often fight for the remaining soup base.

The others could only drool and watch with envy. It was the war of the boss!

Duanmu was in a good mood at dusk. He won today and drank half a bowl. Thinking of the fat man's angry look, he was inexplicably happy.

Even a scoundrel like the fat man has become a master, Duanmu Xu was very upset.

What is the genius called a genius if it does not open the gap between genius and mortals?

So he decided to continue to increase the power of [Blue and White Wreath Twist] so that a person like Fatty knows what a genius is!

Logically speaking, the [Blue and White Tradition] he had just realized was already his peak, and it was harder to move forward than climbing to the sky. However, he had an excellent goal for him to comprehend.

People kept saluting him along the way.

"Mr. Duanmu!"

"Master Duanmu!"

He returned the courtesy with a reserved and polite manner, and his demeanor, who was born in a noble family, was impeccable.

But soon, his brow frowned slightly. Why are there so many people today?

When he came here on weekdays, although he could occasionally see people here, there were never so many people. Looking around, there was a constant stream of people. If you didn’t know, Duanmu Dusk would have thought he had walked into a lively festival viewing spot.

He keenly noticed that many people were carrying bamboo baskets in their hands.

But without exception, there was nothing in the bamboo basket.

As we move forward, there are more and more people.

Duanmu's unhappiness disappeared, replaced by a deep sense of doubt. What are these people doing?

In front of him was a high slope, and behind the slope was the place where he had been meditating these days. Duanmu had a sharp ear power at dusk, and after he heard the high slope, noisy voices came.

He became more and more curious in his heart. After walking up the slope, he was stunned for a moment after seeing it clearly.

The wind pillar not far away emits a faint light, soft and quiet. Under the wind pillar, there are endless crowds of people, some bowing their heads, some take out the things from the bamboo basket, carefully arrange them, and worship them in front of the wind pillar.

There are a variety of offerings, some are newly caught wild animals, some are green wild fruits without leaves, and some are food from the War Department.

In front of the offering, there are lit branches or grass handles soaked with pine oil, and the incense is lingering.

In front of the towering wind pillar, the people worshiping are small.

They muttered something, raised the wine jar in their hands, sprinkled the wine into the incense, and fell into the breeze.

"Today's first seventh, seniors, come and have some food."

"There is nothing good on the battlefield, please don't dislike it."

"Eat more, you must eat more."

"Seniors, rest in peace, leave the rest of the battle to us."

The sounds are endless, and there is faith in the wind.
Chapter completed!