201: Vicious competition has begun
Mo Ming, seeing this scene, instantly couldn't sit still.
Damn it!
It's just killing God Race Holy Realm martial artists; who can't do that?
Since Wei Shengwu had set his sights on the God Kings battling Nangong Bo, Mo Ming directly targeted the other God Race Holy Realm martial artists.
The sheer number of those Holy Realm Early Stage and Middle Stage Martial Artists was immense, and with his strength, he could completely crush them.
"I'll just overwhelm you with sheer numbers."
If quality wasn't an option, then he would play the numbers game.
Without further ado, Mo Ming's figure flickered, and he appeared directly on the battlefield where Holy Realm martial artists were clashing. With a single punch, a Holy Realm Early Stage Martial Artist instantly fell.
After all, he possessed Late Stage Holy Realm combat power and had cultivated an Emperor-grade Cultivation Technique, so the gap between him and an ordinary Holy Realm Early Stage Martial Artist was not small.
After killing that Holy Realm Early Stage Martial Artist, he picked him up like a small chicken and threw him in front of Su Changqing.
"Changqing, this thing is for you."
Su Changqing was stunned for a moment, then seeing his Sect Master having such a blast killing, he couldn't help but feel a little speechless.
What's going on?
Are they competing now?
However, for Su Changqing, this was indeed a good thing, as he greatly needed the corpses of these God Race Holy Realm martial artists, which contained endless Qi of flesh and blood.
"Thank you, Sect Master!"
Su Changqing thanked him, then released the Heavenly Blood Vine and began to greedily devour.
The massive Qi of flesh and blood transformed into nourishment for the Heavenly Blood Vine, and its strength increased slightly.
Although it wasn't as much Qi of flesh and blood as provided by God King-level existences, it was still a Holy Realm martial artist, which was quite good.
Seeing this, Mo Ming became even more excited and began to slaughter the God Race Holy Realm martial artists.
Wei Shengwu glanced over, and without a word, wielded his demonic blade even faster.
As time passed, the war gradually drew to a close.
In this great battle, the Martial Artists below, with the enhancement of the Puppets, caused the God Race's millions-strong army to suffer a crushing defeat.
Although the Disciples of Tai Xuan Sect, Wuji Demon Sect, Nangong Family, and Heaven Sword Sect, these Four Great Sacred Grounds, suffered heavy losses, compared to the God Race Martial Artists, their losses were significantly reduced.
And on the Holy Realm battlefield, due to Mo Ming's participation, the rate of God Race Holy Realm martial artist casualties greatly accelerated.
As of now, over seventy God Race Holy Realm martial artists have fallen, with more than half of them casualties. Of course, most of their flesh and blood power was devoured by Su Changqing.
Among the Human Race Holy Realm martial artists, Heaven Sword Sect lost one, and while other Holy Realm Experts were severely wounded, none were killed.
Among the Peak Masters of Tai Xuan Sect, many were severely wounded.
However, with Purple Yang Immortal, Gu Xiran, Eagle Yang, and Ape Mang, several Martial Artists comparable to or even surpassing ordinary Holy Realm Middle Stage Martial Artists providing protection, none of the Tai Xuan Sect Peak Masters fell.
In the field, the power unleashed by Purple Yang Immortal was terrifyingly immense.
Facing Holy Realm Early Stage Martial Artists, he could resolve them in almost three moves.
And Holy Realm Middle Stage Martial Artists would turn into corpses within a hundred moves.
After all, he possessed the body of an Immortal, so such strength was not surprising.
As for the Holy Realm Late Stage battlefield, that was the battlefield that determined the direction of the entire war.
At this moment, Nangong Bo, coordinating with Wei Shengwu, had killed that God King, and its flesh and blood power was completely devoured.
By now, three God King Experts of the God Race had fallen directly, and the remaining three God Kings were steadily retreating under the combined efforts of Ancestor Xuan and Sweeping Monk, already showing signs of defeat.
"Damn it, our God Race army actually lost!"
Bawu God King's eyes flickered with coldness.
In this battle, the God Race lost three God Kings, over a hundred Holy Realm Experts, and two-thirds of their millions-strong army. It was an extremely tragic defeat, and for the God Race, this was definitely a crippling blow.
It was conceivable that from now on, the God Race would no longer be a top-tier race, but likely become a second-rate one.
"No good, if we keep fighting, we might all be buried here. Retreat quickly!"
Divine King Brightmoon had also reacted by now.
The war had already been lost.
If they continued to fight, the entire God Race army would be annihilated here, and even they would not escape.
Bawu God King's face turned extremely grim upon hearing this. Although he was very reluctant to admit it, he had to concede that Divine King Brightmoon was telling the truth.
"Damn it, retreat!"
Bawu God King's furious roar echoed across the entire sky. All the God Race Martial Artists, hearing the order to retreat, let out a collective sigh of relief.
They had long given up hope of victory.
Therefore, upon hearing the order to retreat, they all frantically fled in the direction behind them.
Ancestor Xuan, seeing this, sneered:
"Want to run? No way."
With that, he flashed, appearing directly in front of Bawu God King. His terrifying iron fist struck out, and the Darkness Eye was unleashed, catching Bawu God King completely off guard.
"Bang!"
His body was directly sent flying.
Just then, another God King stood in front of Bawu God King and Divine King Brightmoon.
"You two retreat quickly, I'll hold them here."
Hearing this, Bawu God King and Divine King Brightmoon exchanged glances. Although they were unwilling, they had no choice, for if they didn't leave, they would surely perish here today.
"Retreat!"
Divine King Brightmoon said through gritted teeth.
Immediately after, their figures transformed into streaks of light, attempting to retreat.
As Sweeping Monk and Ancestor Xuan were about to give chase, that God King suddenly sneered, then directly self-destructed.
"Boom!"
The self-destruction of a Holy Realm Expert was extremely terrifying, capable of affecting an area of several hundred miles, let alone the self-destruction of a Holy Realm Late Stage existence.
Watching such a tragic moment, Bawu God King and Divine King Brightmoon, though heartbroken, dared not hesitate and fled madly.
Ancestor Xuan and Sweeping Monk were obstructed by the terrifying aftermath of the explosion.
Although Ancestor Xuan had raised his Protective Aura in time, he was still injured by the terrifying fluctuation.
The Sweeping Monk Puppet, although somewhat damaged, had no sense of pain and would only unconditionally execute Su Changqing's orders.
Su Changqing gazed at the sky in the distance, narrowing his eyes, and sneered, then ordered the Sweeping Monk Puppet to continue the pursuit.
Bawu God King was severely wounded, struck by Ancestor Xuan's attack, so he certainly couldn't run far.
And Su Changqing's order to the Sweeping Monk Puppet was to capture him alive if possible.
With the escape of the two God Kings, the God Race's morale instantly collapsed.
The remaining God Race Holy Realm martial artists were all killed. Although a dozen Holy Realm martial artists also escaped, the God Race was now virtually crippled and could no longer stir up any trouble.
"Changqing, we won a great victory in this battle!"
Ancestor Xuan's eyes were filled with excitement.
He had originally thought that with the God Race's large-scale invasion, Tai Xuan Sect was doomed.
He never expected that not only did they not lose, but they won a great victory, while the God Race suffered heavy losses.
Su Changqing smiled slightly, looking at the countless corpses below, and the Heavenly Blood Vine immediately became excited.
These were all Qi of flesh and blood!
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