This time, the demon army lined up along the boundary river for more than 100 miles, and launched an attack on the human race at the same time.

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The defensive battles in various places were good and bad. In several places, the demon army rushed out of the gap, but the human race filled the gap in time.

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From this point of view, the alliance between Gongzi Fei and many Jindan cultivators still plays a role in the fight against demons.

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However, this is just a tentative attack by the demon army. It is not large in scale, but it has already caused great losses to the ethnic forces.

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Like the Black Water Army and the Qi Family, it is normal for many human forces to lose nearly half of their casualties.

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Several factions have been completely crippled, and they no longer have the strength to fight again.

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With the current performance of the various forces of the human race, it is difficult to sustain several rounds of attacks.

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After all, the difference in strength between the two sides is still too great.

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That night, countless bonfires were lit in the Blackwater Army camp, and large pieces of demon beef were roasted on the fire rack.

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Qi Yun, who was usually gluttonous, was nibbling on a large piece of roast beef in his hand at this time, but there was no joy in enjoying the food on his face.

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It's not that the roast beef doesn't taste good, but that the Qi family lost hundreds of people at a time in the battle today, which made him lose his mind even though the food is now.

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"Fellow Daoist Qi, the next attack of the demon army will only be more violent. Our position may be unsecured at any time. I would like to ask you for a favor."

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Zhang He and Qi Yun were roasting a whole cow in front of them. Qi Yun almost ate a whole pig last time, so eating a cow at a time shouldn't be a problem.

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"Fellow Daoist Zhang, please, but it doesn't matter."

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"I would like to ask fellow Daoists to organize a group of Qi family cultivators to **** back today's spoils."

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The hundreds of cattle that were harvested today looked really shocking. No one's storage bag could hold so many supplies.

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With so many supplies placed here, it will become a burden in the next battle.

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Pull it back and put it in the back for processing, and it can also be used to cultivate resources for monks.

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"Thank you for your kindness!"

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Of course Qi Yun knew that Zhang He was entrusting the Qi family with the easier task of escorting and taking care of them.

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Next, Zhang He re-deployed the fighting method of the Black Water Army overnight.

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The number of zombies summoned by the little skeleton this time was about 30,000, and they were all placed by him on the bank of the boundary river to withstand the first round of attacks.

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Then, each of the Black Water Army will be given a spiritual tool, and each person will be given 20 spiritual stones, which will be used for spiritual tool consumption.

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The cost of fighting with spiritual tools is a bit high, and each hit will consume a spiritual stone.

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However, the advantage of the spirit tool is that it can be cast faster. If hundreds of people use the spirit tool to shoot several rounds, it will definitely sweep a large area.

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This thing is just like the rifles he has seen in his previous life, one or two may not be of much use, but if dozens or hundreds of spiritual tools cast spells at the same time, they can form a firepower network, and no one will want to rush over.

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Moreover, the use of spiritual tools does not consume mana. Once the army of demons breaks through the fire blockade and rushes to the front, the soldiers still have sufficient mana to fight against them.

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At the same time, arrange for a possible retreat in the future, and arrange a retreat.

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This night, the two sides of the Black Water Army were in peace. Just when it was just dawn, the army of demon beasts crossed the river again to attack.

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It's just that what stood in front of them this time was no longer the flesh and blood of the human race, but a group of zombies with no life or death. There were as many as 30,000.

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This time, it was the Gorefiend who rushed in front. Many Gorefiends learned the taste of zombies yesterday, but there are many new ones who still stabbed the spikes into the zombies and sucked hard, and then vomited with disgust even after the overnight meal. come out.

Without the means of blood-sucking, the Gorefiend's combat effectiveness is greatly reduced, which is equivalent to abolishing half of his martial arts.

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The rest of the big pliers are still accurate, but these zombies still insist on being seriously injured even if their heads are lost.

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The head fell off, and if there was no mouth, it was torn with claws. Anyway, it was a deadly fight.

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This wave of Gorefiend's attack was quickly repelled by the zombies, and then replaced by the blue-eyed bull demon, which also did not take advantage of the zombies.

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The Blue-eyed Bull Demon and the Gorefiend took turns in battle, but in the end they could only return without success, not even touching a single hair of the Black Water Army behind the zombies.

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Just when Zhang He and the others hid behind the zombies and watched the demons be repelled by the zombies again and again.

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A cultivator flew to the Blackwater Army camp with his sword in embarrassment.

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"Help!"

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"The cultivators of the Chu family are all besieged by demons, please senior Zhang and senior Qi to help us and save us!"

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The cultivator of the Chu family rushed to Zhang He and Qi Yun, knelt on the ground, and begged loudly.

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The ancestor of the Chu family, Jindan, blocked a large number of attacks with one person, and sent him out for help. After he broke through, he walked several camps in a row, and found that everyone was in a fierce battle, and there was nothing left to save others.

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Even the most powerful son, Fei, has several Jindan cultivators under his command. Now that he is in danger everywhere, he is too busy. How can he tell the strength of his troops?

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He flew for dozens of miles along the bank of the Jiehe River, and his eyes were full of fierce battlefields, some of which were even worse than their Chu family.

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Just when he was in despair, he suddenly saw this somewhat strange scene at the Blackwater Army camp.

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A group of zombies threw their heads in front of them, shed their blood, and sacrificed their lives for the fate of the human race. This kind of dedication across races is truly admirable.

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At the moment, a group of human monks are hiding behind the zombie army and lighting a bonfire, drinking flower wine leisurely. The scent of flowers emanating from the wine is intoxicating.

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Could it be that the front is tight and the rear is tight?

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"Senior please save your life, the Chu family will definitely thank you!"

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There were only 20 or 30 senior monks left in the country of Lu, and Chu Ming could naturally recognize Zhang He and Qi Yun. At this time, he knelt down in front of the two of them with tears in his eyes, smashing his head.

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If they can't find reinforcements~lightnovelpub.net~ their Chu family except for the ancestor Jindan has the ability to break through, and the rest of the people will be doomed.

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"Don't worry, first drink a glass of wine to moisten your throat! Let's talk about it in detail."

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Zhang He said, motioning Magan to pour a glass of flower wine for Chu Ming.

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These wines are based on sweet potato wine, and then add some Baihualing wine to it, which has aura and has a good effect of relieving fatigue.

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There are many elixir and fruit trees planted in the space. Zhang He asked the little skeleton to pick some petals in his spare time, brewed some Hundred Flower Spirit Wine, and stored it in the space.

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"Thank you, senior!"

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Chu Ming took the glass and drank it, and his fatigue was relieved by most.

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"Two seniors, our Chu family is stationed on a hillside 30 miles away from here, and there are still..."

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Hearing this, Zhang He pondered for a while. Everyone was a grasshopper on the same rope. He must be saved, but he couldn't put himself in danger, and he had to take into account the safety of the Black Water Army.

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Moreover, the distance between the two sides was dozens of miles, and the Qi training cultivator was too slow. When they arrived, the Chu family cultivator might not even have any bones left.

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Zombies are even worse. They travel more slowly and are not very restrained. It is easy to scare the human race forces who do not know the truth along the way.

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"Fat Tiger, you organize a hundred foundation-building cultivators to set out with me to rescue.

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The rest stayed at the camp. "