Gao Wu Arrives

The violent shaking disappeared, but everyone was no longer sleepy, and they couldn't help looking northward.

On the top of the mountain, Lin Feng became more and more unable to calm down, both hands were subconsciously squeezed into fists, he was very hard, and his finger bones turned white.

Because with the passage of time, in the distant sky, the splendid light bursting in the night sky not only did not disappear, but became more brilliant, like fireworks exploding in the air, you can imagine how fierce the battle is!

Nearby, the tight bodies of some demon youths gradually unfolded. Earlier things happened suddenly, and everyone was like a big enemy. But after determining what was going on, they all relaxed again.

There are no laymen present, they are the descendants carefully cultivated by the major forces.

They are different from ordinary people watching the excitement, they are more professional. After calming down, many people immediately began to discuss and speculate about the place where the fierce fighting occurred, the scale and number of battles.

However, the distance is too far, and the information available is too little. In the end, everyone can only approximate a value and infer that the two sides in the battle, the people in the sacred realm, should be in the top 30.

"Well, there are more people!" But soon someone noticed that the situation was different. There were more ‘fireworks’ in the night sky, and in a flash, it almost doubled.

"It should be the holy ones who are located in the stronghold and came to support." Someone speculated.

Lin Feng nodded secretly, as the number of people increased, either from the Taiyi realm to support it, or from the Burial Earth realm.

Although he knew that the former was more likely, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Mainly, he didn't know how the fucheng was going, whether he participated in the war, or whether he was affected.

The old man is quite strong. Although he is old and physically weak, he has not completely recovered to his peak, but he is also very strong in the near-sacred realm. He is also equipped with handed down sage soldiers, and ordinary people can't help him.

But the biggest problem is that not only is there any shortage in that area, there are near-sage figures, and most importantly, there are plural sacred figures!

"Um... some of the ‘fireworks’ have gone out, I don’t know if they retreated or died..." someone said unsure.

The Holy Spirit is powerful, even if the body is blown up, as long as there is a certain period of time, they can still reorganize their bodies, and it is difficult to be killed!

In some battles, the two sides can fight for decades and hundreds of years, but it is difficult to really kill each other.

However, it was all based on small-scale fighting.

In multiple battles, even if one Holy Sage is very strong, if several people or even a dozen people gather fire at the same time, and the body is blown up in an instant, even if there is no time to reorganize the body, even the soul will be destroyed. Shattered.

A little bit of time passed, and in the end, the battle in the distance lasted for a whole night, and it gradually ceased until dawn.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if they are separated by thousands of kilometers, and there is a large array of guards to block the storm, the oppressive force of Zhisheng @ Fight still makes people feel uncomfortable, and there is a sense of suffocation in my heart.

"The next step is to wait for the ending. I don't know which side won the final victory!" Someone said this with a slightly disturbed expression.

This emotion seemed to be contagious, and the expressions on the faces of people nearby became very solemn for a while.

If the holy sage of the Taiyi realm wins, it will be a disaster if the people from the Burial Earth realm win.

Even, they have to consider leaving Bluestar early.

Because even if there are protectors, if people from the Burial World enter on a large scale, their risk of being killed will increase.