Peerless God of War

"Boom!"

The first one.

"Boom!"

The second one.

"Boom!"

The third one.

...

Within just one breath, nearly ten huge fireballs smashed down fiercely, and the huge protective formation began to show cracks.

If it weren't for the combined efforts of many Holy Spirit Island monks, I'm afraid that this formation would have already broken.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out of Chu Jinsong's mouth, and his face suddenly turned pale, like gold paper, to a terrifying degree of whiteness.

"Damn it, I can't bear it anymore. If this continues, I will be seriously injured. I must find a way to get out."

Chu Jinsong's eyes were full of gloom, and he thought coldly.

While thinking, his eyes wandered to the distance, looking at Chen Xiao and Chen Xuanye.

"At this time, the two scapegoats should be more uncomfortable than me."

Chu Jinsong thought in his heart, and he was already planning insidiously.

And in fact, it was indeed the case.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

Chen Xuanye, who was still holding on, had already vomited several mouthfuls of blood in succession, and his face was sluggish.

If it weren't for Chen Xiao's reminder, he had prepared in advance and swallowed a few more pills, otherwise he might have been unable to hold on.

"Damn it, I can't hold on anymore." Chen Xuanye cursed in his heart.

He knew very well that although this wave of attacks had temporarily stopped, it was just accumulating strength for the next wave of more fierce attacks.

When the next wave of fireball attacks came, it would be his death.

"No, I absolutely can't hold on any longer, otherwise, it would be completely finished, and I would definitely die here, and I don't want to die yet."

Chen Xuanye thought anxiously in his heart.

After a pause, he had no other choice but to send a message to Chen Xiao.

"Junior Brother Ding, I can't hold on any longer. A lot of cracks have already appeared on the array. I plan to give up the array. What do you think? Do we want to work together?"

At the moment, Chen Xiao is the only person Chen Xuanye can trust.

Even at this critical moment, he also wants to send a message to ask Chen Xiao's opinion.

However, Chen Xiao did not respond at all after receiving the message.

He completely ignored Chen Xuanye's words and pretended not to hear them.

In the soul sea, Xi Luo saw it and reminded him: "Why don't you reply to him?"

"No need. I have done my best to achieve this step. Whether he lives or dies next depends on his own luck." Chen Xiao replied.

Hearing this, Xi Luo also nodded and said: "Well, that's right."

People, it is important to save themselves. Chen Xiao just felt that he was not the other party's parents, so there was no need to save him to the end.

Now that he has come to the Holy Spirit Island, there is only one person he wants to save, and that is Xiaolong.

On the other side, after waiting for a while, Chen Xuanye still did not get a response. He immediately frowned and said softly: "Junior Brother Ding did not hear my voice transmission. No, it should be that Junior Brother Ding is now too busy to take care of himself and can't be distracted any more. Well, take care of yourself and wish you good luck."

At this critical moment, Chen Xuanye also understood a truth very well, it is better to ask for help from yourself than to ask for help from others.

"Before, Junior Brother Ding was able to tell me so many sincere words and wake me up. He has done his best. I can't push it any further. Well, try to survive."

After Chen Xuanye took a deep breath, he thought in his heart.

In a flash, the attack rhythm of the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce was very fast, and did not give them more breathing time. The next wave of fireballs came soon.

"Boom!"

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The deafening sound, like the collapse of the sky and the end of the world, frightened many low-level monks on the island, and everyone was in danger.

Even though they were still under the protection of the protective formation, they did not feel safe at all, and even became more and more panicked.

After all, this defensive formation seemed too thin and too fragile, and it seemed that there was a risk of collapse at any time.

Once the formation collapsed, it would only cause more casualties and a worse end.

But low-level monks are just low-level monks, cannon fodder. When there is prosperity and peace, they can rely on major forces to survive, but once the war starts, these low-level monks are the most worthless consumables.

Yes, consumables.

If this wave dies, there will be another wave.

For these major forces, there will be no serious losses, but for these lowly and humble low-level monks, it is fatal.

Chu Jinsong saw all of this, and he began to hold back as he had already thought of retreating.

"After I get through this first wave, I will take the opportunity to get away and let them be my scapegoats, haha."

Chu Jinsong sneered in his heart.

But his little thoughts could not be hidden from Chen Xiao.

"Human boy." Xi Luo said in the soul sea.

"What?"

"If I were the insidious Chu Jinsong, I would definitely choose to let go at this time and let others bear this first wave of attacks and be my scapegoats. You'd better let go now."

Hearing this, Chen Xiao thought for a moment and said, "If I also choose to let go at this time, wouldn't we all let go together? At that time, these fireballs will fall down without any defense, and there will be heavy casualties."

"Heh, what? Are you going to be merciful again? You are soft-hearted, haha, what does the life and death of these people have to do with you?" Xi Luo said with a sneer.

Although this sentence seems extremely cold and ruthless, it is very close to the facts.

After all, the old saying is good, if a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. Chen Xiao must consider himself, and the life and death of others has nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiao nodded and said, "Yes, you are right."

"Then do it."

"Yes."

At that moment, Chen Xiao also saved his strength.

The next moment, the fireball fell down and hit the protective formation firmly. There was only a crisp sound, like a terrible thunder, exploding in the ears of countless low-level monks below.

"Oh no, cracks have appeared in the protective formation, we can't hold it back."

"How could this happen? Such a powerful formation was broken so easily? No, it's over now, all over."

"Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth is in the hands of God. How can we know whether it is good or bad if we don't fight? No matter what, I will not sit and wait for death. I have to find a way to struggle."

"Yes, you are right. If we fight these bastards, we have to drag one or two people down with us."