The cooperation between Yunyi and Song Fei is also very tacit. Everyone's attacks have been displayed. The terrible light instantly covered up the inverted Murong Bojia.

There was a black light hanging from the Dementor flag, which wound around Murong Bojia's body.

"Marshal!" tuobaji, the deputy marshal who was fighting with the big goat, looked at the terrible scene and drank. He fought until now and did not retreat until his death, because he had a very loyal heart and his life was saved by Murong Bojia.

Seeing this behind the scenes, tuobaji shouted loudly and attacked the big goat madly, trying to defeat the big goat as soon as possible, so as to rescue his life-saving benefactor.

Murong Bojia's body has been completely shrouded by various lights of terror, and the regional energy centered on him overflows. It is hard for tuobaji to imagine how his life-saving benefactor can survive after such a terrible attack.

Tuobaji was extremely contradictory. If Murong Bojia died, how would he deal with it? Rush up for revenge? No, I can't. I'm just going to die. I have to keep this useful body to avenge Marshal Murong.

Just when tuobaji was very worried, a dark figure suddenly rushed out of the light curtain, but his body was dim and very weak.

Seeing that Murong Bojia was still alive, tuobaji was finally relieved.

The shadow rushed towards tuobaji. Before it got close, Murong Bojia hurriedly said, "I'm too hurt. Help me resist the time of three breaths!"

Although there is a big goat enemy around him, it makes tuobaji unable to spare his hand, it does not prevent tuobaji from using moves that consume great mana to buy time for Murong Bojia.

Although he didn't know whether he could resist three breaths, when he saw that marshal Murong was all right, tuobaji wouldn't think so much, even if he died in the war.

These three breathing times may have to be resisted with his life. However, he tuobaji has no regrets, because this life is given by Marshal Murong. He can live for thousands of years and enjoy 8000 years of power. Tuobaji feels that he is enough.

All the mana was burning, and all the power was gathered by tuobaji to block the enemy in front of him.

At this time, an extremely fierce force bombarded behind him. When tuobaji reacted, the magic power condensed by the Yin force had blasted behind tuobaji and blew his body out.

"Behind? How could it be? Isn't that where the marshal just stood?" tuobaji looked back difficultly, but found that marshal Murong, whom he had always respected, was holding a fist with residual mana. It was obvious that the fist was blasted out by Marshal Murong.

"Why?" tuobaji's heart was cold. He didn't understand how Marshal Murong would attack himself. Haven't we been killing the enemy all the time?

"Master!" tuobaji then looked at Marshal Murong and bowed his hand to marshal Song Fei and shouted his master with great respect. Just as he usually treated Marshal Murong, tuobaji looked at the direction of Song Fei. Above the other party's head, a dark long flag was floating with a terrible light.

"The Dementor flag?" tuobaji whispered, as if he understood something. Suddenly, the black light on the Dementor flag hung down again and shrouded tuobaji.

Tuobaji knew that even if he struggled at the moment, it was just futile. Thinking of this, tuobaji immediately shouted to Song Fei: "I am willing to be the puppet of your soul taking flag. I just beg you. After I become a puppet, even if I have to sacrifice, I have to sacrifice in front of Marshal Murong, okay?"

"Don't you know that your Marshal Murong is dead at the moment? He is just a puppet who has no consciousness but retains his memory." Song Fei said faintly. The war situation at the moment is completely in his own hands. Song Fei was not in a hurry.

"Yes, maybe this is my self deception, but this is my only plea before I die." tuobaji, entangled by the black light, gave up his resistance and knelt down to beg for mercy.

"What a man." Qin Shihu looked at tuobaji and whispered.

"I promise you." Song Fei said.

"I believe you." tuobaji suddenly loosened his body's defense, and with a relieved smile, he was absorbed into the Dementor flag by the black light.

So far, there are two masters of Mahayana realm in the Dementor flag, and one master of Mahayana realm can be accommodated.

"It's a pity that he is a real man." the goat also went to Song Fei and looked at tuobaji who respectfully fell next to the Dementor flag. They knew that the loyal man had died at this moment. They couldn't help but sigh. From tuobaji, they seemed to see their own shadow. The so-called heroes sympathize with each other. That's it, Although they didn't know each other, although they were still enemies just now, although he was killed by his own people.

But the reality is so cruel. Even if heroes cherish each other and meet on the battlefield, only those who survive can be qualified to sigh and remember.

The rest of the Yin soldiers and Yin generals died and scattered. It's not a worry.

The big array of white snow city dissipated with Murong Bojia's body. Everyone was already standing in the air, his whole body was like coming out of a blood pool, and everyone's body was dyed red.

Of the 113 people who had gone to war, there are only 41 left, and everyone is injured.

"Ha ha!" Song Fei laughed up to the sky.

"Ha ha!" all the survivors laughed wildly.

They are enjoying the victory, the crazy war they have never experienced, the most tragic war.

The people below silently looked at the people of qingtianjian sect who were crazy. They laughed wantonly, wildly and unscrupulously. From their laughter, it seemed that they wanted to trample the whole earth under their feet.

But everyone dared not make a sound, dare not disturb them, simply celebrate wanton, they are crazy, powerful and terrible.

As long as they are friars, they must obey the law of the jungle. At this moment, the strength of Qingtian sword sect can only make them look up and silently watch them emit infinite hegemony.

Such a scene seems so natural.

"Everyone has a minute to rest and heal. After a minute, we will meet the heroic soul of our dead brothers!" Song Fei said loudly.

"Yes!" everyone roared.

A simple greeting, everyone knows, may be accompanied by more fierce fighting, but everyone feels that it seems to be taken for granted.

They are qualified.