Creating a Sandbox World

Yes, defeat!

From the moment he lost against the three Inhuman Realm powerhouses, in Han Changying's view, this disaster was inevitable.

Even the "inhuman" powerhouse can't kill the head of the Haizhou faction who has turned into a monster, so who else can stop him?

All they can do now is to buy time for the people in the rear to transfer. As for where they can escape, this is not a question he needs to think about.

"Patter..."

Feeling the slap of cold rain on his face, he collected his thoughts, stopped thinking about these things, and just walked forward.

This is the south-central section of the entire line of defense. In order to prevent the spread of "ghosts", the Sheng Guo army deployed defenses along the Kun River, which runs from north to south.

The powerhouses of the various sects were dispersed, mixed into the army, and evenly distributed at each defense point.

The middle area is under the responsibility of Tiandaozong, but the position of the master is not here, but the gorge pass to the north.

As for this side, a sect elder led the team.

Seeing Han Changying coming out, a Tiandaozong disciple who happened to be nearby hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Han, you're awake!"

"Well, how's the situation?"

"It's stable for the time being. You know, those ghosts move very slowly in the water. It rained heavily last night, the river surged, and the current was turbulent. It's even more difficult for them to come here. They should be fine in a short time." The disciple said.

"Don't be careless, you must know that they are also changing." Han Changying was not so relieved.

As a monk who participated in the establishment of the entire defense line and fought against ghosts many times, he discovered early on that some of those ghosts were gradually becoming stronger.

Or, to be precise, it should have recovered more of its former strength.

This is most likely a reflection of the recovery of the "Head of the Haizhou faction" from his injury and his increased control over him.

The reason why Han Changying was injured was largely due to carelessness.

"The inspection team has gone out?" He said, looking at the camp, he didn't sense too many auras from the same sect, and asked.

"Yes, the elders and the others just went out, and they should be at the ferry now."

"Okay, I'll go and have a look."

"Brother, your injury..."

"It's okay." Han Changying said calmly, and immediately walked towards the ferry area.

...

It rained heavily last night and the camp was extremely muddy.

He met some soldiers along the way and greeted each other briefly. Soon, he came to the river and walked along the river towards the ferry.

That disciple was right, the river is indeed rushing today.

The water surface seems to be calm, with no wind or waves, but in reality it is not.

Probably also because of the turbulence, the river surface is more turbid than before, and the gloomy sky makes the whole Kun River dark and unclear.

"It's so turbid, I'm afraid there's any movement under the water, and we won't be able to detect it in advance." Han Changying frowned, and stopped by the river, feeling a little uneasy.

When he raised his head, he saw a sergeant just in front of him carrying a bucket, came to the river, bent down to fetch water.

There seemed to be nothing wrong with this scene, but for some reason, Han Changying felt that something was wrong.

What is the problem?

The shore is too muddy.

Or is the river too fast?

river water... river water...

Suddenly, as if a flash of lightning flashed through his heart, he suddenly shouted: "Back!!"

The sergeant was startled, and turned his head to look at him blankly, but still maintained a bent posture. The next second, he saw a splash of water suddenly breaking through the turbid and rushing river.

A stiff arm stretched out, piercing the sergeant's warm chest in an instant.

Blood sprayed, and the warm body of the sergeant staggered down. The last scene left in his eyes was a sword light from Han Changying.

"laugh!"

As the sword light slashed across, the arm in the river broke in two.

However, the ghost in the river didn't utter any cry of pain, it just turned its head and rushed towards Han Changying who was rushing.

"Damn it!" Han Changying slashed at him with a sword, and quickly killed him, but before he could catch his breath, he was shocked to see that in the turbid seawater,

A ghost appeared again.

And then the second one.

the third one.

The fourth...

The sergeant's death seemed to be a signal.

Under the dim sky, one can only see hundreds of thousands of heads floating out of the turbid Kun River at this moment.

Floating in the river, staring at it quietly, and further away, more and more heads popped out.

Rough counting, I am afraid it is tens of thousands, or even tens of thousands!

Han Changying's whole body was terribly cold, his face was pale, and he finally realized something.

"Woo..."

At this moment, he suddenly heard the whining of a horn from the direction of the ferry!

The voice was shrill and hurried.

That was the sound of an alarm.

Accompanied by violent vitality fluctuations, apparently, the Zongmen's inspection team has also discovered these ghosts crossing the river!

And such a huge number is by no means unusual.

Total attack!

It's a total attack!

Han Changying came to his senses in an instant. He was able to avoid the blockade and quietly gather such a large number of ghosts here. This was clearly premeditated.

The "Head of the Haizhou faction" chose this weak stronghold to launch a general attack at this moment?

Before he had time to think about it, Han Changying immediately slashed out several sword lights, beheading the nearby ghosts that had climbed ashore, and immediately retreated quickly, and rushed towards the tent behind him!

He knew very well that he couldn't defend against such a large-scale attack, so he had to rely on the tent to resist, and buy time, waiting for rescue from other areas of the defense line!

Sure enough, when he barely ran back to the edge of the camp, he saw that the huge military camp was already full of people, and the Sheng Guo soldiers had already lined up.

"attack!"

With the shout of the camp officer, countless flaming arrows flew from the camp tent, across the sky, like a rain of fire, falling towards the river bank!

This scene is spectacular.

But Han Changying's expression was not good, because he knew very well that this kind of projectile had very limited damage to those ghosts.

Sure enough, a round of rockets fell, but did not cause any casualties. Some arrows fell into the Kun River and disappeared quickly, and some pierced the ghost's body.

But these fearless dead people rushed forward without any hesitation.

In the dark sky, there were bursts of strange roars, accompanied by the ghosts that were constantly crawling out of the river.

There are really too many of them, endless as far as the eye can see, as if they are endless.

"kill!!"

In the camp, with a shout, soldiers with shields and long knives rushed out and fought with each other. Almost in the blink of an eye, the camp fell into chaos.

The sound of fighting and killing was all around.

"Han Daochang! Left!" In the drizzle, an officer standing high in the camp, directing the attack, saw him and immediately shouted.

Han Changying twisted his body abruptly, and saw a particularly tall ghost in the battle group on the left, wearing a green shirt, with black hair hanging down, and a particularly powerful aura.

Unlike most ordinary ghosts, this one was obviously a monk before his death, and his grade was not low. Now he is holding a long stick, and the surrounding soldiers can only resist it if he enters the land of no one.

"I'm coming!" Han Changying stood up suddenly, the long sword in his hand buzzed and trembled, fighting with him, but he couldn't kill him for a while.

"They've been strengthened again!" Han Changying's heart sank.

Some time ago, this kind of cultivator transformed ghosts to fight only by instinct, but now, they can actually display some combat skills, making it difficult for him to kill in a short time.

"Could it be that the head of Haizhou has really recovered?"

With a flash of thought, Han Changying knocked the ghost monk away with a sword, and he was in a trance for a moment.

"Get out of the way!" At this moment, someone suddenly shouted from the side, and Han Changying rolled forward almost subconsciously.

Then, he saw a metal spear coming through the air, piercing the head of a ghost monk who came behind him at some point and was holding a heavy hammer!

"boom!"

Vitality was attached to the barrel of the gun, and once pierced, it would detonate immediately, flesh and blood would fly, and a translucent worm would fly out from the ghost monk's head, land on the ground with a bang, and quickly turn into pus.

"Damn it." Han Changying's face was pale, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead. Have these ghosts "evolved" to the point where they know how to cooperate in combat?

"Chang Ying, don't fight with them, just hurt their limbs!"

At this time, a middle-aged man in the robes of Tiandaozong who had thrown the spear just now rushed over, and with a wave of his hand, the spear flew back into his hand automatically.

Behind him, several disciples followed.

In the distance, the monks of Tiandaozong have already begun to cooperate with the army to defend.

"Elder!" Han Changying also got up, saw clearly that it was the elder of the resident leader here, and hurriedly responded with a shameful face.

In the past, he would not have made such a low-level mistake.

"Delay them! Such a large-scale movement, the other strongholds on the front must have known it, and there must be reinforcements for a while!" Seeing his expression, the elder said immediately.

The voice was loud, not only for him to hear, but also to stabilize the morale of the army.

This surprise attack came too suddenly. In the previous several large-scale attacks, this side was not the main force. If it was not for the elite of the Sheng Kingdom, let alone resist, they would have already retreated.

And as the middle-aged man's voice spread, the soldiers in the camp really felt certain.

The camp, which was showing signs of collapse, regained its stability.

However, at this moment, above the Kun River, there was a sudden strong aura fluctuation, and everyone changed their colors, only to see dozens of blood-eyed figures crossing the water.

Each of them exudes a powerful aura that is not inferior to the corpses under their feet.

Ghost monk!

Once transformed into a ghost, the fluctuation of vitality on the body is very easy to sense, which is very different from ordinary ghosts.

At this moment, fifty or sixty monks have landed ashore, and even a few of them have a stronger aura than the elders of Tiandaozong.

"It's a monk from the Haizhou sect!" a disciple shouted.

In the dim light of the sky, the opponent's blood-stained robe revealed its origin.

Seeing this, everyone's hearts sank even more.

No more luck.

According to experience, most of the ghost monks of the Haizhou faction are active near the "head". Now that they appear here, doesn't it mean that the head of the Haizhou faction has also arrived?

"Hehe..." As soon as dozens of ghosts landed on the shore, they looked at the monks of the Heavenly Dao Sect in the crowd at the same time, and then, some kind of bloody light came to attack and kill them.

Along the way, some soldiers tried to wave their shields to block them, but they were beaten to death in an instant and vomited blood.

"Scatter! Disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect follow me to stop the enemy!!" The middle-aged elder yelled violently, and suddenly swallowed a pill, his whole body was full of vitality, his muscles bulged, and his sleeves were stretched out, but his voice was a little bleak.

Stepping on the ground, the whole body released a faint radiance, jumped nearly ten meters high, and then swept down with the spear, a halo of condensed vitality swayed, fighting with him.

"Elder!" Han Changying and the others also realized something, they used the sect's martial arts one after another, stimulated their vitality for a short time, pulled their own strength to the peak, and rushed into the battle group.

However, in the face of dozens of middle and high-grade monks who feel no pain, they can only temporarily block their forward steps after all.

In just a few breaths, a disciple was kicked in the chest by a high-grade ghost, and blood flew out of his mouth.

In an instant, another disciple with a weaker cultivation base was pierced through his left arm and was thrown backwards, falling into the endless army of ghosts behind him. There was a heart-piercing scream, and then he lost his movement.

"Can't beat!"

"I can't resist it at all!"

As Han Changying slashed with the long sword, he felt the vitality in his body rapidly exhausted, the wounds on his body opened, and the blood dripped down, which aroused the murderous nature of these ghosts even more.

In a trance, I don't know how long it has passed, but I feel that there are fewer and fewer companions around me.

Only in the end, only the elder could be seen.

"Let's go!" Suddenly, he saw the blood-soaked elder fly up and kick himself out of the battle group, then looked sadly at the northern sky, turned his head and dropped the deformed spear, and opened his arms with an ahhh, letting the ghosts tear him apart. bite.

A large piece of light spewed out from the pores of the body, and then exploded with a bang, blood and flesh flew everywhere, but also cleared out a blank area.

"Elder!!" Han Changying's eyes were about to burst, he felt the pain in his muscles and bones, but he lost his strength for a while and couldn't get up.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a strange neighing from the northern sky.

Turning his head to look, he saw a large group of giant flying birds rushing towards them in the hazy rain. He was slightly startled, and recognized that it was a flying monster from Yaodu.

Is it a powerful monster?

Do not.

Not at all.

He clearly sensed the aura of the strong men of the two races rising from the backs of those monsters.

In the next second, one monk after another jumped down from the sky and shouted in unison:

"The fifth battalion of Qintian Taoist Academy is here to help!"

"The first battalion of Qintian Taoist Temple is here to help!"

"The third camp of Tiandaozong is here to help!"

"The Six Departments of the Demon City are here to help!"

...

With every shout, a monk fell and rushed into the battle group.

And as the shouts spread, the spirits of the soldiers in the ground camp, which were already on the verge of collapse, were shaken. The commander even blew the horn of assistance, and the defense line that was about to collapse was stabilized again.

"Long Ying! How's the situation?" In a trance, the deacon of the Punishment Hall of Tiandaozong fell down, emptied the surrounding ghosts with a sword, took out the pill with his backhand, forced it into the latter's mouth, and asked anxiously.

Han Changying's face was sad, and there were tears on his face: "Only... I am alone..."

"Elder Sun..."

Seeing Han Changying nodding, the latter trembled, forced himself to suppress his sadness, and said, "Stay back, the suzerain is about to arrive!"

"Sovereign, he..."

"Fake attack! We encountered a feint attack, and the suzerain was tempted to delay, but now the defense line has rushed to help, not only the suzerain, but Dean Lu and Yaojun will also arrive!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone heard a boom on the other side of the river bank, and the ground shook faintly.

The dark cloud was suddenly covered with a layer of blood, and an indescribable terrifying aura suddenly descended!

On the defensive line, some soldiers were even in a trance at this moment, and their movements stagnated. Even the tens of thousands of monks who joined the battle group also changed their expressions slightly!

"Head of the Haizhou faction!"

"That monster... it really came!"

At this moment, everyone could clearly see that on the other side of the misty river bank, on a low hill, a huge, palace-like mass of meat climbed out at some point.

Countless transparent bugs crawled all over his body, and two huge blood eyes turned, illuminating the sky, and the sky and the earth were covered with a layer of blood.

The dense tentacles numbered tens of thousands, hundreds of meters long.

At this moment, some of them wrap the mountains, dragging their heavy bodies to crawl, and more of them are flying towards the sky, exuding an incomparably evil aura.

The moment everyone looked over, several extremely long tentacles swept towards the river, trying to pierce a few monks who were too deep.

"Stand back!"

"Be careful!"

Seeing this, high-ranking monks from various sects shouted anxiously.

But it was too late.

But at the moment when those tentacles were about to arrive, a sword light flew from the northern sky, cutting them off with an incomparably sharp aura!

"Do you really think there is no one in my Sheng Country?"

At the same time, there was a stern shout, and a figure walked through the air at an extremely fast speed. Under the rage, it took only a moment to reach the sky above the crowd.

Step into the air!

This is a method of warfare that only "inhuman land" can learn.

The person who came was actually inhumane!

"Dean!"

"It's the dean!"

On the ground, a student from Qintian Dao Academy immediately shouted in surprise.

In mid-air, Lu Tang, the dean of Qintian Taoist Academy in Shengguo Capital City, stood in mid-air with a stern expression, wearing a lavender robe, and a long sword in his hand, which was filled with killing intent.

Without saying a word, he just stared at the monster on the other side.

After a few breaths, two more figures from the north came walking through the sky.

"Old Sect Master of the Heavenly Dao Sect King!"

"Monarch Baidi..."

Seeing this scene, there was a slight commotion on the ground. Although the three had fought with the head of the Haizhou faction before, the place of the battle was in the Haizhou sect.

Almost no one saw it.

In contrast, this is the first time that everyone has witnessed the gathering of three legendary powerhouses from the mainland.

Luckily, Lu Tang rose up in the last hundred years and transformed after entering the Inhuman Realm. Although he has stepped down from his position as the supervisor of Qin Tianjian, he is still in charge of the Imperial Taoist Academy, and he is also the most exposed Inhuman Realm.

However, Wang Xundao and Bai Mingjing have rarely appeared in the public eye.

If it weren't for the great changes in Haizhou, it would be difficult for everyone to see the three legends appearing together in this lifetime.

With the arrival of the three inhuman powerhouses, the terrifying coercion covering the sky was suddenly dissipated, and many people showed surprise and excitement.

Even the endless ghosts looked up, and their offensive was greatly reduced.

However, the three people in the sky have no time to talk about the past.

Lu Tang looked stern.

Wang Xundao's beard and hair fluttered, his expression solemn.

Bai Mingjing's long hair hangs down, the wind doesn't move.

Facing the gazes of the three people, on the other side, the "Head of the Haizhou School" entrenched on the hill let out a strange laugh, which of course was not a human laugh:

"You are not, my, opponents."

The flesh and blood monster spoke in a slightly jerky tone.

After a pause, seeing that the three were silent, it said in a slightly sarcastic tone:

"Before, you guys were okay to hurt me, but now, it's not my opponent."

Its tone is quite firm.

And the three people standing in mid-air didn't even refute.

It was drizzling.

"Jie." Wang Xundao said suddenly.

"What... what?" The head of the Haizhou faction seemed a little puzzled.

"Calamity." On the side, Bai Mingjing, who created the demon city with one hand, also sighed, seemed to be emotional, and seemed to explain, "Two hundred years ago, someone told us that this world is not safe, and there will be disasters at any time." arrival.

In the past two hundred years, I have often wondered what the so-called catastrophe would look like, and whether I can meet it in this life. Now, I think, I finally understand. "

"It's ridiculous that we still underestimated the catastrophe," Wang Xundao said on the side with a complicated expression on his old face, "After we broke through, we discovered a new world.

I think that the sea and the sky are so bright, even if it is a catastrophe, I can deal with it by myself. Looking at it now, such an idea is really naive and ridiculous. "

"We underestimated your strength and overestimated ourselves...

You are right, the three of us have not recovered from their serious injuries, so they are probably not your opponents today.

When the three of us die in battle, there will probably be no one in this world who can stop your footsteps. "

Lu Tang, who had already entered middle age, spoke calmly.

Calm, as if talking about life and death.

"So?" On the other side of the river, the head of the Haizhou faction asked with some doubts.

"So, we are not going to kill the past, but will wait here."

"Wait for me, go over?" The head of the Haizhou faction seemed to be smiling.

Lu Tang shook his head: "Wait for death, or wait for someone."

Wait... a... person?

At this moment, whether it is the alienated "Haizhou faction head" or the practitioners from all over the mainland on the ground defense line, the same doubts arose.

Then, everyone saw that three inhuman powerhouses smashed a jade slip in their hands at the same time.

The jade slip broke, bursting out beams of brilliance, converging into one beam, shining directly into the sky, and drawing a huge, mysterious, and complicated pattern!

That is the message pattern left by Lin Tuo in the "Three Volumes of Heavenly Book".

It is said that if you encounter an unstoppable disaster, you can use this to try to connect to the "Haotian Will".

At this moment, facing this monster that is far stronger than itself, facing this "tribulation" that will destroy the entire continent.

With the determination to die, the three "inhuman land" powerhouses stood on the Kun River.

Activate the streak.

Try... calling "Haotian"!

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