Questioning

As soon as Wei Ling's killing move came out, it directly achieved the effect of clearing the field.

The warriors who just rushed up were killed or injured at once, and had no power to resist.

"This... How is this possible?!"

Han Tian was so scared that his eyelids twitched and cold sweat kept coming out.

Under the restrictions of the seal formation, even a strong man at the level of an Ultimate Grandmaster could not exert his due strength.

But Wei Ling relied on a pot of wine to display his magical powers far beyond his own cultivation.

Obviously only at the grandmaster level, but the move of wandering in the eight wildernesses just now had the power of an Ultimate Grandmaster.

If it happens again, everyone, including him, will die without a burial place.

"Return!"

At this time, Wei Ling took a deep breath, and the thousands of phantoms that shot out were immediately retracted.

Then, Wei Ling's face turned red and white, and his breath became much heavier.

It was obvious that the Divine Journey in the Eight Wastelands just now consumed a lot of energy. With his cultivation sealed, performing it once was already the limit.

There were only a few warriors who were still capable of fighting on the field. Including the six black-robed men and Han Tian, ​​there were only more than ten people.

The six black-robed men with the highest combat power had been completely restrained by Dustin and could not spare any effort to support him.

Among the remaining few people, only Han Tian was a little threatening. The other warriors were already scared and did not dare to approach at all.

"Han Tian, ​​if you know what's good for you, get out of here. Otherwise, these corpses will be your fate!" Wei Ling said coldly.

He was now exhausted of his energy and spirit. If he continued to fight, he might not be able to get an advantage. If he could drive the other party away, it would be the best.

"Lord Han, what should we do? Should we retreat first?" Huang Dong covered his chest with a panicked look on his face.

There were hundreds of people before he came, but now all of them were dead or injured. He no longer had the courage to fight.

"Why are you panicking? Wei Ling just used his magical power and is now a dying candle in the wind. Don't be scared by him!" Han Tian frowned and stared at Wei Ling.

He could see that Wei Ling had just consumed a lot of energy, otherwise he would have taken advantage of the victory to pursue the enemy. Why waste his breath?

"That's what you said, but our people are almost dead. We won't get any advantage if we continue to fight. Why don't we retreat temporarily and make a long-term plan?" Huang Dong asked tentatively.

"Make a long-term plan? Fuck you!"

Han Tian was angry. He raised his hand and slapped Huang Dong in the face, shouting: "If this mission fails, we will die. Anyone who dares to retreat will only die!"

It has come to this point. He has no choice at all. If he retreats now, he will be beheaded by Lord Bailey when he returns.

Instead of being a cowardly deserter, it is better to fight to the death.

After making up his mind, Han Tian took out two tubes of strengthening potion and threw one to Huang Dong: "Drink it, it can greatly strengthen your physical fitness and increase your combat effectiveness. This is what I have exchanged for with great merit, and now it is cheap for you!"

"Thank you, Lord Han, for the medicine!"

Huang Dong held the strengthening potion, his face was overjoyed.

The tube in front of him was an S-level strengthening potion, which was more than ten times better than the A-level potion he got.

With the help of such a treasure, he became confident again.

"If we can't complete the task today, you and I will die, so next, fight hard!"

Han Tian did not hesitate, opened the potion directly, and drank it in one gulp.

He had already drunk a tube before, and if he took it again in a short period of time, it would be easy to explode and die.

But now, he can't care about these.

There are only two ways in front of him, either kill all the enemies or commit suicide to apologize.

"Kill!"

Feeling the surging power of the enemy, Han Tian did not hesitate and rushed forward with his sword.

Tonight, it's either you or me.

...

At this moment, outside the main hall of Longhu Mountain.

Hundreds of elite masters are constantly attacking the mountain protection formation.

Various attacks are continuous, and the sound of explosions is endless.

The originally solid mountain protection formation has become weaker and weaker under round after round of bombardment, and it is obvious that it can't hold on for much longer.

In the main hall, the masters of Longhu Mountain are ready.

"Brother, the mountain protection formation can't hold on any longer. It will be broken in at most one stick of incense." Zhang Qizheng hurried in from the door and reported the situation to Zhang Yuzhen.

"It's okay, let them in."

Zhang Yuzhen said expressionlessly: "Order all the disciples to form twelve small formations and turn defense into offense. I want these invaders to go without return!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Qizheng responded and left quickly.

In less than a moment, the mountain protection formation suddenly disappeared.

Without obstacles, the army of the Temple of the Gods paused at first, followed by earth-shaking shouts of killing.

A large number of elites raised their weapons and rushed into the main gate of the hall.

"Kill the demons!"

"Kill!"

The people of Longhu Mountain had been waiting for a long time. When the army entered the main gate, hundreds of masters inside formed formations and began to fight back.

For a time, shouts of killing, screams, and explosions were heard.

Longhu Mountain and the Temple of the Gods launched the first round of large-scale confrontation.

At this moment, on the top of a building in Longhu Mountain.

Bear King Bailey climbed up to a high place and looked far away, quietly watching the fierce battle in front of him, without any intention of taking action.

Because his goal was not only to destroy Longhu Mountain, but also to kill Zhang Xuanji, who was known as the best martial artist in the martial arts world.

As the number one martial artist in Dragon Country, he was a great figure.

Zhang Xuanji was always a huge threat to the Western world.

As long as Zhang Xuanji died, Dragon Country's martial arts world would be in chaos.

At that time, their Pantheon could take advantage of the situation and inflict heavy damage on Dragon Country from all aspects.

It was a plan that killed two birds with one stone.

Now, if Zhang Xuanji showed up, he would immediately gather strong men from all sides to kill him together and eliminate the trouble! - Marinien