This is the hardest battle since the establishment of the Eagle Squad.

The toughness of this scene is much more tragic than the battle at the Zhennan Army Commander's camp that day. The two sides of the battle included two Immortal General Realm, more than a dozen Immortal General Realm, and thousands of enhanced versions of Blood Slaves and Blood Warcraft.

The fire thunder kept throwing out of the hands of the team members as if they were not money, exploding the flesh and blood flowers in the surging group of blood slaves, reducing their number, slugging their offensives, and shocking their courage.

The fire thunder filled with fire stone powder was powerful. One of them exploded, and dozens of blood slaves around him suddenly flew with blood and flesh, losing their combat power. It also triggered a large amount of flame burning, which caused many blood slaves to ignite a raging flame, and as they ran, they were constantly stained with other blood slaves.

Using fire attack to deal with blood slaves is a method that Jin Ling and others have mastered very early.

You Jinling sat in the sedan chair, wearing a spear horizontally, not being moved by the fire and thunder around him.

He was not in a hurry to take action, and his side first had the advantage in quantity. First, he wanted to see the specific means and abilities of each member of the Eagle Soul Squad to understand it, and second, he wanted to consume the immortal power of the Eagle Soul Squad members through the number advantage of his subordinates.

The immortal power of an immortal is limited for a certain period of time, and it is difficult to replenish quickly after consumption, unless it is quickly replenished through immortal crystals or corresponding elixirs.

"Captain, my fire thunder has run out!" Luo Zheng shouted.

"So too!" Zhu Yurun said.

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After rounds of dense fire thunder throwing, the team members had basically used up all the fire thunders. They knew the cruelty of this battle and used up one of the enhanced versions of fire thunders on each of them in total.

In addition to using fire thunder, the team members also kept their formation and kept killing the influx of enemies. They were now covered in blood and fireworks, and many of them were injured, which looked very embarrassed in appearance.

Fortunately, even Yang Lisheng, who is the least powerful, is still alive.

Under the smoke and dust around them, circles of incomplete blood slave corpses piled up like mountains, layer after layer of residual limbs and meat were spread on the ground, as if they were pieces of sand and gravel.

The scene was filled with the smell of burning smoke and the smell of burnt meat.

This was the sixth time that the whistlemen blew the whistle and urged the blood slaves to attack. The original thousands of blood slaves had already gone more than 60% of them under the attack of the fire thunder and the bloody battle of the team, leaving only three or four hundred.

"Captain, they are so many." Luo Zheng's eyes were red and he was panting. After the hard battles just now, he already felt like his immortal power was out of power. While constantly taking out immortal crystals from the ring to replenish his immortal power, he was paying attention to his opponent's movements.

"The one who just came up to die was the lowest." Teng Xiaofeng took two sips of water and wiped his face with the water. "Their real strong men are all hiding behind."

The glow flashed on Alph's scepter, improving the momentum for the members and eliminating bad states. The combat power and actions of the blood slaves under the glow were slowed down.

Yingxue used water-based immortal skills to remove blood stains from everyone's body, clean and deal with wounds, and control the fireworks to roll towards the outside.

Not far away, Xiao Li jumped up, cut off the head of a blood slave, then flashed and landed beside everyone.

"Roar!" Wulang Xiaowu howled in pain and jumped back. Its body was caught by the blood monsters, and some of them were deeply penetrated with blood flowing. There was half of the head of the blood monster in its mouth.

"Yingxue, take care of Xiaowu!" Jin Ling cut off the two blood slaves in half with one sword, and turned around and instructed.

"I understand!" Yingxue quickly landed beside Xiaowu and treated it. Then Zhu Yurun kicked a blood slave who was attacking and protected her.

Yang Lisheng and Yingxue and Alfu were in the middle, supporting and assisting in the finals from time to time. He knew that he was not strong enough, so he only wanted to not cause trouble for everyone and protect himself.

A blood slave was grabbed by Hei Chen and then flew to the sky. Then, it released its claws, and the blood slave fell down in a free fall shape. With a "bang!", it hit the group of blood slaves, and its other two blood slaves were immediately broken.

Luo Zheng waved his long sword and fought in the other direction. His hatred drove him to cut off the blood slaves as if he was possessed by a demon.

Teng Xiaofeng waved the golden sword gracefully, and the sword light was as bright as the sun, like the bright sunset light at dusk. Wherever he passed, it was unstoppable, and the blood slaves and whistlemen flew with flesh and blood.

Unlike his elegance, Ye Xiao is the most tragic person in the team. He swung his iron blade claws and jumped into the group of blood slaves. Each claw would inevitably bring about countless minced meat. It was precisely because of his close combat that his head and body were covered with blood stains and minced meat from blood slaves and blood monsters. He was also rushing to the front, rushing to the most concentrated and strongest place of the blood slaves, so he suffered the most injuries and the heaviest. He was covered in blood, but he didn't care.

Jin Ling waved the Shanhai Sword, accompanied by the instant step-by-step technique, as well as the woodcut sword technique and the secret sword technique of the Shanhai Sect. Killing the blood slave is like cutting melons and vegetables. As each sword rises and falls, the blood slave falls down like a harvested straw, and the corpses are constantly piled up at his feet.

"Dang!" A loud sound of heavy weapons intersecting.

Jin Ling's tiger's mouth was shaken, and the Shanhai Sword couldn't help but escape and landed among the blood slave group. When he looked up, You Jinling's star iron battle spear also flew backwards, falling dozens of feet away. It turned out that You Jinling saw that he was slashing and slashing the gun. He instinctively blocked the Shanhai Sword, and both immortal soldiers immediately knocked away.

Seeing that he lost his weapon, the blood slaves around him were brave and rushed forward. However, when the young man combined his hands and a piece of hot fireworks formed by the immortal power burst out. The fireworks fell on the blood slaves and instantly turned them into fireballs, burning them to scream and then they became piles of black and gray in a moment.

"Go up! Kill him!" You Jinling, who was standing in the sedan chair, pointed his hand and said to the four immortal general blood slaves carrying the sedan chair.

The four blood slaves from the Immortal General Realm put down their sedan chairs and rushed towards Jin Ling.

Although the other party is in the Immortal General Realm, You Jinling believes that the four blood slaves in the Immortal General Realm can at least consume a lot of the opponent's immortal power and energy, and can even leave injuries on the opponent when there are too many enemies.

One of the blood slaves rushed the fastest and flew towards him first.

Jin Ling compared his hand and used the Ghost Heart Art, and a fairy-powered ice shield appeared in front of his palm. The blood slave directly hit the ice shield with no brainstorm, and suddenly hit him in a dizzy way and jumped down.
Chapter completed!