Quanmin: Make A Toy, And The World Announcement Exploded?

Compared with the undead legion who are bent on dying, these dead soul fighters controlled by the Wankui and Youren races are much stronger, and they are ruthless and cunning in their attacks.

In an instant, the position where the two sides came into contact was filled with bloody flowers.

The ground was quickly stained red.

This battle, from the very beginning, fell into extreme intensity.

Professionals are risking their lives to protect their homeland, and these undead, dead soul fighters are even more risking their lives.

What's even more exasperating is that at this time, You Ren and Wan Kui, the true rulers of the two planes at the back of the team, did not make a move at this time.

They stood far away on the chariot, driving the undead and dead soul fighters to attack, while they themselves sneered, watching the fierce and anxious battlefield, unmoved.

Obviously, they are playing the idea of ​​the oriole behind.

First let these undead and dead soul fighters consume the power of the Blue Star professionals, and finally harvest it easily by yourself.

For these superior rulers, whether it is undead or dead soul warriors, they are the property of their family and cannot be regarded as life.

It's really distressing to have property damaged, but it's better than a dead person.

Regarding this, the side of the Sixth City was naturally aware of it, and without waiting for an order from the headquarters, many professional teams took the initiative to charge in the direction of Youren and Wankui.

They understand very well that if they continue to be entangled like this, it will undoubtedly be a slow death. Only by dragging this group of Youren and Wankui people who sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight into the battlefield can they have a chance of survival.

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

Overlooked from a high altitude, the forward assault team of professionals looks like a small river meandering into the desert.

All the way forward, all the way dissipated, and finally completely swallowed by the dry desert, because the trace...

Among them, there are many teams led by several holy-level professionals!

As a saint-level powerhouse, even though 087 was able to pass through the crowd formed by countless undead, he was unable to break through the defense line composed of dead soul fighters.

After all, among the dead soul fighters, there are also saint-level assistants.

Coupled with the characteristic of not fearing death, even if everyone in the sixth city tried their best, they could not break through the defense line in a short period of time.

On the contrary, there are quite a few saint-level powerhouses, so they fell into the enemy's line.

If you want to open up the situation, you must attack the commander behind the enemy line, Wan Kui and the Youren Clan.

But if you want to do this, you must cross the vast black tide composed of dead soul fighters and undead people, and you must take human lives to fill it.

This is clearly a conspiracy!

The opponent also wanted them to do the same, so as to wipe out the main force of the Sixth City in one fell swoop.

This is a dilemma.

If you can't stick to it, it will be a slow death due to the strength gap between the two sides.

Gather your strength and put all your eggs in one basket, there may be a turning point.

But the greater possibility is that the last living force will be buried, the battle will be completely over, and the sixth city will fall.

"Damn it!"

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

On the palm, blood was dripping, the skin was cracked, and even the bones were exposed.

Under such severe pain, the middle-aged man quickly woke up from his anger, and ordered loudly: "Issue an order, call all the holy-level professionals, no, there are also king-level professionals, and they all need it!"

The middle-aged man's name is Liu Zimei, and he is the same existence as the military division of the Sixth City.

When Duan Hong, the city lord, was fighting, all the big and small affairs of the sixth city, as well as the war command, would be handed over to him and other staff members.

At this time, Liu Zimei summoned all the high-end combat forces in the sixth city, obviously with the idea of ​​fighting to the death and putting all his eggs in one basket.

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

There is no other way.

This is already the last, not the solution.

Fight hard, Eunbi waits to die!

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

The secretary said without looking back: "At the order of the city lord, recall the members of the Ming team!"

Liu Zimei was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled freely.

That's right, professionals like myself who have no future and whose strength has reached the upper limit will die if they say they die.

But they are not the same, each of them is a talented person, and there is still a lot of room for growth. The future blue star must be guarded by them, and it must not be left here.

With this in mind, he no longer paid attention to that side, turned around and continued to pay attention to the battlefield.

It doesn't matter this attention, it instantly made him furious.

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

"Which team is this? Haven't you already issued an order before, don't break out of the siege without authorization, and lose your strength. Did you tell the ghosts?"

Seeing this, Liu Zimei burst into anger.

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

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

Miss, in the sixth city, this word refers to a person, that is Duan Hong's daughter, Duan Nishang!

"What did you say!?"

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

But when he actually came to the trench where the Ming team should be, he couldn't help opening his eyes and shouting loudly.

"Where are people!?"

The trench in front of me is astonishingly empty!

"Where are people!?"

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

"Going out? They said they were going to attack the enemy's formation!"

"Why didn't you stop it?"

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

The middle-aged man smiled wryly, his face full of shame.

His real identity is actually a spy sent by Duan Hong to monitor every move of the Ming team.

The purpose is to come forward to stop Lin Ming if Lin Ming is passionate, so as to avoid unknowable events from happening.

Just now, he had sex with Lin Ming.

Who would have thought that after hearing his words, the young man with a somewhat lazy temperament pondered for a while, and ran towards the enemy army together with his team members.

He also wanted to stop it, but who knew that the strength of the few people on the opposite side was not weaker than him.

After struggling for a while, I could only sit in the ditch and watch the other side go away...

"Bastard..." The secretary went mad with anger, and turned around in circles, but there was nothing she could do.

The world is huge and the battlefield is chaotic, where can I find Lin Ming and his party?

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

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

What about retreating?

So where is Lin Ming and his party at this time?

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

From here, one can already clearly see the ferocious faces of the undead in the black tide, as well as the ghostly fire in the eyes of the dead soul warriors looming in it.

Lin Ming looked at the battlefield in the distance, then turned around, and looked at the members of the Ming team lined up in front of him.

Each of them has a serious face, with fighting spirit in their eyes. Obviously, they have already guessed why Lin Ming brought them to this place.

"City Master Duan Hongduan, let me run with you, so that when the sixth city falls, we can preserve the vitality of human beings for the future."

He said in a slow voice, and the Japanese words were very clear: "But I don't think so!"

"Because I know how much resources I have poured into you in the past month!"

"At this time of crisis, I believe that you can do what others can't!"

"Tell me, are you willing to watch the Sixth City fall and do nothing?"

"Not reconciled!" Everyone was angry in unison, and there was a fire in their eyes!

"Are you willing to see your elders fall into the flames of war in order to protect yourself, and you can only flee here in a hurry?"

"Not reconciled!"

"very good!"

The military spirit is available, Lin Ming nodded in satisfaction, and pointed to the Kuroshio in the distance: "Then come with me..."

charge!"

The next moment, the professionals who were fighting hard up and down the city wall were surprised to see that from the oblique side, a team of only twelve people appeared, with an indomitable momentum, like a bayonet, directly pierced into the Kuroshio. middle!

Their target, obviously, is also the chariot in the rear!

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

But in this regard, everyone did not show any joy and excitement, instead, they were desperate and shouted loudly, wanting to stop it.

Because the previous attempts have already explained the problem.

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 truly insurmountable obstacle is the dead soul fighters in the second half!

These dead soul fighters are not only powerful and fearless, but also cooperate with each other extremely tacitly.

The former team of professionals, just after breaking through the undead crowd, encountered the resistance of the dead soul fighters before they had time to catch their breath, and lost their lives.

Without exception!

"Come back soon!"

"Don't go there, it's dangerous!"

But that team didn't listen to the shouts of the crowd, but stubbornly chose to go deeper.

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

It was nothing more than the same as before, the death of several comrades in arms.

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

Seeing his own young lady and countless descendants of legendary families, under the leadership of Lin Ming, charge the enemy with no chance of winning, his heart is about to break.

Are so many young Tianjiao going to die on this battlefield right now?

He punched heavily on the city wall, and closed 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 go back to the very beginning, no matter what, he would urge Duan Hong, the city lord, not to hand over so many years of Tianjiao to Lin Ming.

This guy is simply a lunatic!

There was a sudden silence on the city wall.

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