Quanmin: Make a toy and the World Announcement explodes?

Compared with the undead legion bent on death, these dead soul warriors controlled by the two major races of Wan Kui and the ghost are much stronger, and they are ruthless and ruthless.

In an instant, the position where the two sides touched stirred up blood flowers.

The ground was quickly stained red.

The battle, at the very beginning, fell into extreme intensity.

Professionals do not want to die in order to protect their homeland, and these undead, dead soul warriors, do not want to die.

And what is even more infuriating is that at this time, at the back of the team, the real rulers of the two planes, the phantom and Wan Kui, did not make a move at this time.

They stood on the chariot from a distance, driving the undead and the necromancers to attack, while they themselves sneered, looking at the fierce and scorching battlefield, unmoved.

Apparently, they were thinking of the yellow sparrow in the back.

First let these undead and necromancers consume the power of the Blue Star professionals, and finally reap them easily.

For these high-ranking rulers, whether they are undead or dead soul warriors, they are the property of their families and cannot be regarded as life.

It is indeed distressing to have property damaged, but it is better than the dead.

In this regard, the side of the sixth city naturally noticed something, and without waiting for the command to give an order, many professional squads took the initiative to charge in the direction of the two ghost Wan Kui.

They understand very well that if they continue to be entangled in this way, it is undoubtedly slow death, and only by dragging these ghosts and Wankui people who are sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight into the battlefield can they have a glimmer of life.

But this idea was quickly understood by the other side, and a large number of undead and necromancers stopped them in front of them, dragging them to death in the black tide with their huge number.

Viewed from above, the squad of professionals rushing forward seems to meander into a small river in the desert.

All the way forward, all the way dissipated, and finally it was completely swallowed up by the dry desert and lost its tracks...

Among them, there is no shortage of squads led by several saint-level professionals!

Saint-level powerhouse, even though 933 was able to pass through the crowd formed by countless undead, it could not break through the defense line formed by the dead soul warriors.

After all, among the dead soul warriors, there are also saint-level powerhouses.

Coupled with the characteristics of not fearing death, even if everyone in the sixth city tried their best, in a short period of time, they would not be able to break through the defense line.

On the contrary, there were quite a few Saint-level powerhouses, so they fell into the enemy formation.

If you want to open the situation, you must attack the commander behind the enemy position, Wan Kui and the ghost clan.

But if you want to do so, you must cross the vast black tide of dead soul warriors and undead, and it is bound to fill with human lives.

This is obviously a conspiracy!

The other party also wanted them to do this, thus eliminating the main force of the sixth city in one fell swoop.

This is a dilemma.

Holding on, with the strength gap between the two sides, is slow death.

Gather your strength, make a desperate bet, and there may be a turnaround.

But it is more likely that the last living force will be buried, the war will be completely over, and the sixth city will fall.

"Damn it!"

On the city wall, a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of face and long flowing hair looked at the summary of the battle situation in front of him, and angrily hammered the table in front of him with his fist.

Above the palms, blood dripped and the skin cracked, even revealing bones.

Under such severe pain, the middle-aged man quickly sobered up from his anger and ordered loudly: "Issue an order, summon all the saint-level professionals, no, and the king-level, all together!"

The middle-aged man's name was Liu Zimei, and he was the same existence as this sixth city army division.

When the city lord Duan Hong fought, the affairs of the sixth city, large and small, as well as the command of the war, would be handled by him and the other staff groups.

At this time, Liu Zimei summoned all the high-end combat power in the sixth city, obviously with the idea of fighting to the death and being alone (CBAC).

In this regard, other staff members exchanged glances and acquiesced.

There is no other way.

This is the last resort, not the solution.

It's better to fight hard than to die!

At this moment, Liu Zimei was stunned, looked at Secretary Duan Hong, who was hurriedly running towards the city wall, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Without looking back, the secretary said, "On the order of the city lord, recall the members of the Ming team!"

Liu Zimei was stunned, and immediately smiled.

Yes, those professionals who have no future and whose strength has reached the upper limit are dead.

But they are different, they are all Tianjiao figures, there is still a lot of room for growth, and the future blue star, but also rely on them to protect, absolutely cannot be folded here.

With this in mind, he stopped paying attention to that side and turned around to continue to focus on the battlefield.

This attention didn't matter, and it instantly made him angry.

I saw that in the black tide under the city wall, there was another small "stream", which was breaking through with difficulty.

Haven't you already issued an order before, don't break through without permission and lose your strength, have you said this to the ghosts?"

Seeing this, Liu Zimei was angry.

The staff on the side looked down hard, and suddenly, he seemed to see something, and his mouth suddenly opened wide.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly turned around and shouted to Liu Zimei behind him: "Mr. Liu, there is someone in that squad who seems to be a young lady!"

Miss, in the sixth city, this word refers specifically to one person, that is, Duan Hong's daughter, Duan Nixiang!

"What did you say!?"

At the same time, Duan Hong's secretary hurriedly went downstairs and ran towards the trench where Ming's team was.

And when he really came to the trench where the Ming team should have been, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and shout.

"What about people!?"

The trench in front of you is empty!

"What about people!?"

He grabbed the collar of the middle-aged man in the trench next to him and asked angrily.

"Out? Say it's going to storm the enemy position!" (read the violent novel, go on the Feilu novel network!)

"Why didn't you stop it?"

"I want to stop it, but I can't stop it!"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, his face full of helplessness.

His true identity was actually a spy sent by Duan Hong to monitor the Ming team's every move.

The purpose was to stop Lin Ming if he was hot, and avoid unknowable incidents.

Just now, he had a good chat with Lin Ming.

Who knew that as soon as he heard his words, the young man with a somewhat lazy temperament groaned, and together with his team, ran towards the enemy army.

He also wanted to block, but who knows, several people on the other side, each of them was not weaker than him.

After some struggle, I could only sit in the trench and watch the other side leave...

"Mess with the account..." The secretary went crazy angrily, spinning in circles, but helpless.

The heaven and earth are so big, the battlefield is chaotic, where are you going to find Lin Ming and his group?

Until now, he could only look up to the sky and sigh: "Lin Ming, don't do anything stupid!"

This is fundamentally different from what Lin Ming said to Duan Hong before!

What about the said good retreat?

So at this time, where is Lin Ming's group?

At this time, they were under a hidden hillside not far from the battlefield.

From here, you can already clearly see the hideous faces of the undead in the black tide, as well as the ghost fire that flickers in the eyes of the dead soul warriors that looms in it.

Lin Ming looked at the battlefield in the distance, then turned around and looked at the Ming team members in front of him, in a neat row.

Each of them had a serious face, and a warring intent appeared in their eyes, obviously, they had already guessed why Lin Ming had brought them to this place.

"Duan Hong Duan City Lord, let me run with you, so that when the sixth city falls, it can preserve the living power of mankind for the future. "

He said slowly, every word was particularly clear: "But I don't think so!"

"Because I know how many resources I've poured into you in the past month!"

"In this time of crisis, I believe that you can do what others cannot!"

"Tell me, are you willing to watch the fall of the sixth city and do nothing?"

"Unwilling!" everyone shouted in unison, with fire bursting into their eyes!

"Are you willing to watch your elders fall into the flames of war in order to protect themselves, and you can only flee this place in a hurry?"

"Unwilling!"

"Very good!"

The military heart was available, Lin Ming nodded with satisfaction, and pointed to the black tide in the distance: "Then follow me..."

"Charge!"

The next moment, the professionals who were fighting hard under the city wall were surprised to see that from the diagonal side, a squad of only twelve people appeared, with an indomitable momentum, like a bayonet, straight into the black tide!

Their target, it is obvious, is also a tank in the rear!

They moved quickly, and soon cleared a narrow strip of land of four or five miles in the black tide.

But in this regard, everyone did not show any joy and excitement, but instead burst into tears, shouting loudly, wanting to stop it.

Because the previous attempts have been very telling.

The first half of the Kuroshio, that is, the place where the undead gather, as long as you are careful not to be dragged down by the undead tide, there is no danger.

The real insurmountable obstacle is the dead soul warriors in the second half!

These dead soul warriors are not only strong and fearless of death, but also cooperate with the tacit understanding to the extreme.

The previous professional squad, it was after breaking through the undead tide, before they had time to catch their breath, they encountered the obstruction of the dead soul warriors and lost their lives.

Without exception!

"Come back soon!"

"Don't go over, danger!"

But the squad did not listen to the shouts of everyone, but stubbornly chose to continue deepening.

Seeing this scene, everyone was helpless and painful, because they had already anticipated what would happen later.

It is nothing more than the death of several comrades-in-arms, as before.

On the city tower, Liu Zimei looked at this scene and didn't know what to say.

Seeing his young lady, as well as the heirs of countless legendary families, launching a hopeless charge against the enemy army under the leadership of Lin Ming, his heart was already broken.

So many young Tianjiao, are they going to be buried on this battlefield at this time?

He slammed his fist against the city wall, closing his eyes in pain, not daring to look at the scene that was about to happen next.

If he could travel through time and space and return to the very beginning moment, he would urge City Lord Duan Hong no matter how he would not hand over so many young Tianjiao to Lin Ming.

This guy is simply a madman!

On the city wall, there was suddenly silence.

Suddenly, a voice stammered: "Liu, Master Liu, you, you look at the battlefield!"