He can become a saint, the entire supernatural world has a responsibility

Chapter 422 A Sudden Encounter

Above the sky, between the clouds, two powerful saints were fighting, bringing greater variables to the battlefield.

From time to time, one or two powerful attacks would overflow, cutting cracks in the ground, or thunder would fall, indiscriminately bombarding the fighters on both sides.

However, no one cared at this time, because both sides were blood-thirsty, the humans fought to the death, and the Tatars also tried to further expand their victory.

This battle between the sixth and seventh coastal districts was probably one of the most brutal battles since the invasion of the Nether Abyss, with corpses strewn all over the ground.

In such a situation, it was difficult for anyone to notice that after a gust of wind, there was one more person on the battlefield.

But soon, the human coalition had to pay attention, because Chen Mo did not come empty-handed. He casually released a burst of sword intent and eliminated a group of Tatar barbarians who were charging.

"How do I get to Fengkouling?"

Chen Mo grabbed one of them's arms, pulled him over and asked.

"That, over there."

The other party was a little confused by the question, but at least he recognized at a glance that the person asking for directions was a human being, and immediately pointed out the direction.

When Chen Mo disappeared again, they finally reacted.

"Another Grandmaster is here to support us!"

"kill!!"

Chen Mo didn't actually kill thousands of enemies, but he boosted morale.

But to be honest, he himself didn't think so. He was really a little lost when asking for directions. After all, it was his first time here, and the war had changed some obvious landmarks. For example, a nearby town had been completely reduced to ruins.

Earlier, he had gone to the command center of this battlefield and asked about the main location of the battle before rushing here.

The reason why he chose Fengkouling specifically was because he had asked around and found out that there was only one grandmaster supporting the place, and the situation was probably very unfavorable and needed assistance.

Chen Mo walked against the wind, and the distance of teleportation was slightly reduced, but he was already in the ninth realm, so he was still traveling very fast. Within a few minutes, he arrived at Fengkou Ridge.

Just like the name, this place is located between two mountains and is a very strong wind outlet. Even though there is a war going on now, there is always a whistling sound of the wind.

Chen Mo's arrival was not very coincidental. It seemed that humans had just suffered a defeat. Although they were still fighting, they were in a state of fighting and retreating, and it seemed that they wanted to retreat.

He stopped a man who looked like a battlefield commander and asked, "What's going on?"

At the same time, he produced a special certificate that Guan Shanyue had issued from the military. This was an identity certificate that only a master-level extraordinary person could obtain, and it could be used in times like the current one.

When the other party saw his identity, he was suddenly surprised and said, "Are you here to support us?! Our Grandmaster has died, and now a group of elite soldiers are holding on."

Chen Mo came here as quickly as possible, but unexpectedly he was still a step late.

"I will cover your retreat."

He felt a little heavy-hearted. At this stage, every loss of a grandmaster would be a huge loss.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw a commotion ahead, followed by a group of people retreating from the front carrying something that looked like a stretcher.

Is it a wounded person?
"Sir, we have rescued Master Song's body! Let's retreat!"

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, then realized what it was.

Looking at this group of people, each of them is covered in blood, and it is unclear whether it is their own or someone else's, but it seems that they spent a lot of effort to snatch it out.

Chen Mo had no intention of looking any further. After all, people had been dying almost every day since the war began. But when he was about to teleport to the front line, he accidentally glanced at the body on the stretcher and was suddenly stunned.

He didn't expect to meet someone he once knew here. It was Song Yan, who had been his instructor for a few days during his training at Jianmen Martial Arts Academy.

Since then, although Chen Mo has achieved a lot of results, he has not been on the front line most of the time and has not seen the other side. I didn't expect to see it again, it would be like this.

What he recalled was not his experience at Jianmen, but the first time he met Song Jin at Qianqing Martial Arts Academy. They both died in the war one after another, both very suddenly.

The soldiers who had retrieved the body felt a little offended when they saw Chen Mo staring at them motionlessly. They were about to speak out to stop him, but suddenly they saw the young man in front of them turn into a gust of wind and disappear.

The soldier in front suddenly felt a little pain in his cheek. He reached out and touched it, and felt like there was a small wound there.

Although the human camp is already short of experts, the command center in the rear will not stick to only one plan forever.

Even though the Grandmaster guarding this line of defense died, there was a backup plan to prevent the front line from collapsing instantly.

The current plan is to send a large number of extraordinary people in the seventh realm to take the lead, not for the purpose of winning, but just to use large-scale attacks to slow down the enemy's offensive rhythm, thus buying time for the large force to escape.

Even so, resistance is very difficult, after all, the opponent is in the Nine Realms, and the top one among the Nine Realms.

In the Seventh Realm, even one with divine body-level talent would not be able to hold out for long against such an opponent, and most people would be crushed in one blow.

However, this group of people is not that simple, because they are the latest specially trained incarnation troops of China.

Every one of them here possesses the power of the Dark World Incarnation, and their strength is much stronger than ordinary people at the same level.

Such elite teams are rare, but every time they appear, they can achieve good results.

boom--

An explosion blew away five or six avatars. This attack was not easy to deal with. Not only did they fly to the rear of the position, but their avatars were also released.

But soon after, several more people transformed and rushed forward. One of them who charged ahead was Ding Ling.

The spirit-gathering technique becomes more powerful in the later stages. This kind of thing is very compatible with the Minghuang Incarnation Technique, and the strength is also stronger than other people at the same level.

Unfortunately, even he was not good enough when facing a commander-in-chief of the Ninth Realm.

boom! ! !
Another burst of flames hit, and the second group of people were also swept back, and one of them didn't even make it back.

"Old Yang!"

No one responded.

Ding Ling grabbed the man who was shouting and pulled him back: "Go! Do you want to die?"

Fighting is not a game. Being one step late could mean the difference between life and death. You must not be affected by your emotions.

Now, there is no one left to rotate, and there is nothing else to do but escape.

The good news is that many of the main forces in the rear should have already withdrawn, the only question is how many of them can escape.

"We've already wasted enough time! Don't save any of your spiritual tools for escaping!"

Whizzing.

Some people use teleportation to leave the most dangerous positions, but not everyone has similar means.

Red flames filled the sky, and the warlord they had been delaying came chasing them from mid-air. A powerful pressure descended, and the remaining few people felt their hearts sink.

There's no getting away now.

In fact, Ding Ling still has a shrinking talisman that can be used to escape, but before using this means, he plans to help the remaining few people.

However, before he could make a move, a hurricane suddenly blew up between heaven and earth, causing the originally burning wildfire to suddenly grow higher.

(End of this chapter)