Although these Great Devil King know that next, if one of them can escape 20% of the monks, it will be considered good.
But they must give it a try. They have rehearsed the outcome of defeat too many times and know that they must retain the firepower of their clan no matter what.
At the moment when the expressions of the monks on both sides underwent different and drastic changes, the huge cow shadow in the sky, which seemed to block out the sky and the sun, let out a voice filled with grief and anger and endless weakness.
"All... all the Red-Eyed Flame Horned Beast clan members withdraw and enter the death zone as quickly as possible. I... we will defend you for another... a quarter of an hour!"
At the same time as this voice came out, in the eyes of everyone below, there was another violent pressure fluctuation in the sky.
Then two huge cow shadows appeared, and at the same time, there was a humanoid figure wrapped around the sky with demonic energy.
It's just that each of these figures is so huge that it's shocking, as if they are the supreme angry-eyed King Kong in the temple!
As these figures appeared, another thunderous sound came out.
"That's a good idea. Take care of yourself first. Black Devil Race attacks Black Flame City with all its strength!"
That was Black Devil Race. When a Demon Lord looked down, he made a sound of disdain.
The first half of his sentence was to the huge cow shadow that appeared first. They had been fighting for so long, and finally the winner was basically decided at this time.
Black Devil Race Tribulation Transcendence Realm Although the powerful monks had the upper hand, they only caused the strong man of the red-eyed flame-horned beast clan to suffer serious internal injuries.
If the other party is not for the red-eyed flame-horned beast tribe below, and these Tribulation Transcendence Realm monks only want to escape, the Black Devil Race strong men will not have many ways to keep the other party.
Don't look at Black Devil Race. When this Demon Lord speaks, he looks completely fine. In fact, he is the person in the best condition here. As long as other Demon Lords speak, they will also reveal their weak aura.
That's why in the previous fight, a strong man from the Red-eyed Flame-horned Beast Clan was forced to escape, so that the Red-eyed Flame-horned Beast Clan below could be prepared in advance.
As for the strong man from the red-eyed flame-horned beast tribe, he suddenly fell down and emerged as soon as he escaped. He knew that the Black Devil Race strong man behind him would soon chase him, so naturally he didn't care about adjusting his breath, and he looked too weak in comparison.
The speaking Demon Lord only forcibly stabilized his aura. While boosting the morale of his own monks, it also brought endless pressure to the Red-Eyed Flame-horned Beast Clan.
Sure enough, after the two voices came out one after another, even if it was not based on the content of the words, just based on the breath of the two talking, there was a sense of superiority and superiority.
This is definitely not as simple as a sentence. Just by looking at the huge contrast in the expressions of the monks below when the cow shadow first emerged, you can know how much impact this has on morale.
But the next moment, the momentum of the armies on both sides suddenly reversed. The ecstatic expressions of the Red-Eyed Flame Horned Beast Tribe instantly turned into disbelief, while the Black Devil Race army on the other side burst out with a momentum that soared into the sky.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Demon! Demon! Demon!"
One after another, the sounds resounded through the sky, setting off boundless waves of air!
And above the nine heavens, there was another earth-shattering roar in an instant. It was Tribulation Transcendence Realm powerful monks from the two clans taking action again.
They had just appeared under the Nine Heavens, but they were still far away from below. The two sides once again fought for a moment, and once again controlled the spread of the spell downwards...
Below, Black Devil Race's momentum soared into the sky, and the war started again in an instant!
On the side of the Red-Eyed Flame-horned Beast Tribe, although no monks shouted to retreat, their ancestors above had given orders. While they were grieving and angry, the Body Integration Realm monks could only quickly send messages in the dark and began to organize the monks to retreat in a regular defense.
The eyes of most of the monks of the Red-Eyed Flame-horned Beast Tribe were already dripping with blood. They felt that they had not lost. It was only after Black Devil Race broke through from one direction that their defense line collapsed.
But after all the armies have shrunk, even after so many days of fierce fighting, their armies still exist, at least 50% to 60% of their former numbers, and they also have astonishing combat power.
But too many of them also know that low-level monks like them are only the future and hope of the ethnic group, not the pillars that determine the direction of the war.
Therefore, the early wars between the two clans were to cause the other party to lose a lot of money, or to completely eradicate their foundation, and finally to completely cut off the inheritance. After the battle, they would no longer be able to revive.
After so many years of fighting between the two sides, the monks below have suffered too many casualties. Although they have not been able to achieve the full expected goals, at this time, a big battle or decisive battle can happen at any time.
As long as the strongest combat power of both sides is victorious, the remaining soldiers will only be crushed and killed along the way. It is already foreseeable how many will be left in the end!
But at this moment, there are too many monks from the Red-eyed Flame-horned Beast Clan who are still unwilling to retreat into the city and enter the death place mentioned by their ancestors.
Such emotions also appear in the hearts of those Body Integration Realm monks, but they have been practicing for longer and can control their emotions more satisfactorily.
They knew how desolate and sad the ancestor felt when he said these words just now. The ancestor and the others were defeated, and their own clan was also defeated.
Now, if we can still block the terrifying Demon Lord Black Devil Race while our ancestor is suffering from serious injuries, then as long as Demon Lord Black Devil Race frees his hands later, our ancestor will be too busy to take care of himself, and the clan's army will only be slaughtered by the other side if they stay outside the city.
"I will take my people to stay. You go into the city and lead all the tribesmen to retreat to the death zone as soon as possible. That way we can ensure our strength to the greatest extent!"
A Body Integration Realm monk from the red-eyed flame-horned beast clan was fighting the enemy while transmitting messages quickly.
"I'm already old, and I don't have much life left, so I'll keep it too!"
"And me!"
"And me!"
"Count me in. It's enough for so many clan elders to stay. I'll shut up the rest!"
Sound transmissions sounded in the minds of the Body Integration Realm monks. In the blink of an eye, five Body Integration Realm monks said such words, and they were all of the Body Integration Realm mid-level or above strength.
Although there are still some Body Integration Realm monks left, most of them are already Integrated Body Early Stage, and there are also a small number of the Body Integration Realm in the middle and late stages.
None of these people responded to speak. Even though they and Black Devil Race had a deep connection, by this time both sides had lost more than half of their high-end combat power.
But except for the deceased clan elder, none of the remaining Body Integration Realm monks retreated even though they were injured one by one.
Now they must retreat according to the order, but how could Black Devil Race be willing to let them go? Someone must stay for a while, and it won't work if the number of people is small.
They have all lived for so long, no matter what grudges they had between each other, they were all internal or personal grudges.
At this time, for the sake of the Red-eyed Flame-horned Beast Clan and for their own descendants, they will only fight to the death for the glory of their own tribe!
It's not that those who haven't spoken are unwilling to stay behind, it's just that they transmitted the message too quickly, and the number of people was determined in an instant. The last person to speak was to keep the family's firepower, and the clan elders couldn't all die here.
"Start in ten breaths!"
The person who finally silenced the other Body Integration Realm monks immediately spoke again. He was a monk at the peak of the late Body Integration Realm period.
Although there are people here who have the same level of cultivation as him, he has been in this realm for too long and has been unable to break through to the Tribulation Transcendence Realm.
Among the Body Integration Realm monks, he usually had the most say, but these people still chose to follow his advice.
After this person failed again in his last attack on the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, he already knew that he had no hope of promotion in this life, so he took the initiative to stay at this time!
The ancestor above said that he persisted for a quarter of an hour, but that was simply the opponent's best effort. These Body Integration Realm monks are so experienced in fighting.
Knowing that an accident could happen at any time, their subordinates must do everything possible to bring the vast majority of the tribe back as soon as possible.
"Muhan, lead your guard battalion to block all the Devil Races to the east. No matter what method you use, hold back the other monks and not let anyone break through. You don't have to worry about all the Great Devil Kings on the other side!"
One Body Integration Realm mid-term elder who stayed behind immediately sent a message to the army under his control.
Starting from the ten breaths agreed upon just now, the remaining Body Integration Realm monks will be assigned the manpower. The five of them alone cannot do it. Part of the army still needs to be left behind.
Mu Han, who was frantically fighting a demon emperor in the distance, saw a fiery light burst out of his eyes. He knew that this was the opportunity given to him by the clan leader to die for his clan.
He wanted to die a long time ago, but his cultivation level was also extremely high, and he actually survived the war. In these days, he had killed many Black Devil Race monks in his madness.
And he himself was already scarred, but he seemed to ignore it and kept swallowing Pill desperately, so even if he survived this battle, he would still be left with fatal risks in the end.
In Muhan's mind, the two biggest failures in the clan this time came from the defense line he guarded. Although he failed to defend the third line of defense, he still had a heavy responsibility that he could not shirk.
The clan elder who just sent the message to him was the surviving clan elder in their third line of defense. When the other party sent the message to him, his voice was filled with endless indifference.
Of course Muhan knew what the other party's order meant. What would happen next? That is, this clan elder will also try his best to hold back the other party's Great Devil King.
This clan elder was also determined to die. If he, Muhan, was at fault for this defeat, then as the last third line of defense in that direction, this clan elder also had an unforgivable felony, so he chose to stay without hesitation.
"Then come on!"
Muhan took a sharp breath. He was not in a hurry to attack immediately. He also began to quickly transmit messages to his men.
He will only leave behind his personal guard battalion, which is also the most powerful group of monks, as ordered. He also needs to quickly arrange the rest of the army that needs to retreat in time...
"Meng Hong, lead your demon-slaying camp to stay..."
Just when that clan elder sent a message to Muhan, the other four clan elders who had left Duanhou also sent messages to others one after another. They all had their most trusted subordinates.
And all of this was completed quickly in the melee between the two sides. This also shows that the Red-Eyed Flame Horned Beast Clan also has iron discipline.
Even in such chaos, just a dozen breaths later, waves of counterattacks suddenly broke out everywhere on the battlefield tens of thousands of miles away.
That was when the Red-eyed Flame-horned Beast Tribe suddenly launched the strongest counterattack. It was like the most brilliant fireworks exploded in various places on the entire battlefield, burning out their last brilliance!