Chapter: 7347
Zhenxiu Xingxiu God didn't even bother to say anything, just silently fought against Mo Wuying, his eyes were always paying attention to Mo Wuying below.
After discovering that the lower body of the phantom had condensed out again, his face became unsightly.
At the same time, the army of the ancient gods began to attack frantically, launching a full-scale attack on the remaining demon army.
This was a pain for the Heavenly Demon Army. Their back path was blocked by the magic fog, and their front path was blocked by many ancient god troops.
Now, the only thing they can do is to fight to the death with the soldiers of the ancient gods.
"Master Virtual Machine! What should we do? Our losses here are too heavy, and we are no match for the ancient gods at all!"
Behind Moxu's fuselage, many Tianmo soldiers were panicked.
"Don't be head-on, let's retreat towards the rear. Just now, the magic fog was scattered a lot by Zhenxiu Xingxiu, and we will definitely find a gap to get out!"
Moxuji was very calm. He had been paying attention to the battle between Zhenxiu Xingxiu God and the phantom shadow. After the phantom mist was dispersed, he had actually seen that there was a corresponding gap on the phantom mist.
"Go! Exit the battlefield slowly, don't be too obvious, fight and retreat!"
After Mo Xuji finished speaking, he led his men and retreated slowly towards the rear.
Moxuji was extraordinarily cautious, fought and retreated, and commanded well. Although his subordinates were injured, no one was killed in battle.
When the demon army was gradually killed and there were only a few left, Mo Xuji and others had already retreated to the edge of the formation.
At this moment, a large part of the magic fog on the edge of the formation has gradually dissipated, and many gaps appeared.
It's just that the magic mist in the gap started to condense again, as if to block the gap again.
"run!"
Moxuji gave a loud shout, and rushed into the gap behind with his men, and began to search for the gap in the gap, hoping to exchange for a glimmer of life.
The ancient god army that had been beating the dog in the water all the time, stopped after reaching the edge of the formation, and had no intention of continuing to pursue.
The magic mist restrained them too much, they didn't dare to chase into the magic mist, and thus lost their lives in vain.
The magic virtual machine kept rushing towards the gap, and was almost surrounded by the magic fog many times, but he avoided it skillfully.
But his subordinates were not so lucky, they kept touching the magic mist, and they were all sucked into mummies.
Mo Xuji wanted to save him, but he was powerless. The magic fog around him changed too fast. If he turned around to save him, he might die in it too.
When Moxuji barely walked out of the range of the magic fog, he was shocked to find that all his subordinates had already died in the magic fog, and he was the only one who walked out of the magic fog.
"Mo Wuying..."
Moxuji clenched his fists tightly, looked up at Mo Wuying who was fighting with Zhenxiu Xingxiu, and roared angrily in his heart.
He completely hated Mo Wuying, if this person hadn't used the forbidden technique, his subordinates who were born and died with him would not have died.
During this period of getting along, he had long regarded these subordinates as brothers whom he could entrust his life to, but now, they were all dead.
How could Mo Xuji not be distraught in his heart.
But Moxuji was very calm. He didn't act impulsively. After calming down quickly, he rearranged his sleeves and left the battlefield silently.
But the seeds of hatred had already been planted in his heart, and when they took root and germinated in the future, the Moxu Machine would return to kill the real culprits who killed his subordinates.
The other side of the moat.
Zhuo Wen, Ma Yujie and Zi
The three of Yu stood alone among the collapsed ruins above the sky moat.
The army of the ancient gods was fully mobilized. In the entire camp, except for the three of them, there was no one else. It was empty, very lonely and deserted.
"Brother Zhuo! We should go!" Ma Yujie couldn't help but reminded Zhuo Wen when he saw Zhuo Wen standing still.
The battle between gods and demons has reached a fever pitch, and both sides have reached the point where they are desperate, and this is no longer something they can intervene in.
The three of them had no choice but to leave this place, otherwise they would only become cannon fodder if they stayed here.
Zhuo Wen looked at the ring in his palm, and said firmly, "Let's go!"
Not long after Zhuo Wen, Ma Yujie, and Ziyu left, the battle between Zhenxiu Xingxiu God and Mo Wuying completely affected Tianzhu's camp here.
I saw that in the ancient god's camp, one after another, the exquisite and gorgeous palaces collapsed and collapsed, turning into pieces of ruins. JrNovels.com
After discovering that the lower body of the phantom had condensed out again, his face became unsightly.
At the same time, the army of the ancient gods began to attack frantically, launching a full-scale attack on the remaining demon army.
This was a pain for the Heavenly Demon Army. Their back path was blocked by the magic fog, and their front path was blocked by many ancient god troops.
Now, the only thing they can do is to fight to the death with the soldiers of the ancient gods.
"Master Virtual Machine! What should we do? Our losses here are too heavy, and we are no match for the ancient gods at all!"
Behind Moxu's fuselage, many Tianmo soldiers were panicked.
"Don't be head-on, let's retreat towards the rear. Just now, the magic fog was scattered a lot by Zhenxiu Xingxiu, and we will definitely find a gap to get out!"
Moxuji was very calm. He had been paying attention to the battle between Zhenxiu Xingxiu God and the phantom shadow. After the phantom mist was dispersed, he had actually seen that there was a corresponding gap on the phantom mist.
"Go! Exit the battlefield slowly, don't be too obvious, fight and retreat!"
After Mo Xuji finished speaking, he led his men and retreated slowly towards the rear.
Moxuji was extraordinarily cautious, fought and retreated, and commanded well. Although his subordinates were injured, no one was killed in battle.
When the demon army was gradually killed and there were only a few left, Mo Xuji and others had already retreated to the edge of the formation.
At this moment, a large part of the magic fog on the edge of the formation has gradually dissipated, and many gaps appeared.
It's just that the magic mist in the gap started to condense again, as if to block the gap again.
"run!"
Moxuji gave a loud shout, and rushed into the gap behind with his men, and began to search for the gap in the gap, hoping to exchange for a glimmer of life.
The ancient god army that had been beating the dog in the water all the time, stopped after reaching the edge of the formation, and had no intention of continuing to pursue.
The magic mist restrained them too much, they didn't dare to chase into the magic mist, and thus lost their lives in vain.
The magic virtual machine kept rushing towards the gap, and was almost surrounded by the magic fog many times, but he avoided it skillfully.
But his subordinates were not so lucky, they kept touching the magic mist, and they were all sucked into mummies.
Mo Xuji wanted to save him, but he was powerless. The magic fog around him changed too fast. If he turned around to save him, he might die in it too.
When Moxuji barely walked out of the range of the magic fog, he was shocked to find that all his subordinates had already died in the magic fog, and he was the only one who walked out of the magic fog.
"Mo Wuying..."
Moxuji clenched his fists tightly, looked up at Mo Wuying who was fighting with Zhenxiu Xingxiu, and roared angrily in his heart.
He completely hated Mo Wuying, if this person hadn't used the forbidden technique, his subordinates who were born and died with him would not have died.
During this period of getting along, he had long regarded these subordinates as brothers whom he could entrust his life to, but now, they were all dead.
How could Mo Xuji not be distraught in his heart.
But Moxuji was very calm. He didn't act impulsively. After calming down quickly, he rearranged his sleeves and left the battlefield silently.
But the seeds of hatred had already been planted in his heart, and when they took root and germinated in the future, the Moxu Machine would return to kill the real culprits who killed his subordinates.
The other side of the moat.
Zhuo Wen, Ma Yujie and Zi
The three of Yu stood alone among the collapsed ruins above the sky moat.
The army of the ancient gods was fully mobilized. In the entire camp, except for the three of them, there was no one else. It was empty, very lonely and deserted.
"Brother Zhuo! We should go!" Ma Yujie couldn't help but reminded Zhuo Wen when he saw Zhuo Wen standing still.
The battle between gods and demons has reached a fever pitch, and both sides have reached the point where they are desperate, and this is no longer something they can intervene in.
The three of them had no choice but to leave this place, otherwise they would only become cannon fodder if they stayed here.
Zhuo Wen looked at the ring in his palm, and said firmly, "Let's go!"
Not long after Zhuo Wen, Ma Yujie, and Ziyu left, the battle between Zhenxiu Xingxiu God and Mo Wuying completely affected Tianzhu's camp here.
I saw that in the ancient god's camp, one after another, the exquisite and gorgeous palaces collapsed and collapsed, turning into pieces of ruins. JrNovels.com
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