Even a true god will have his limits.

Under the horror of countless players, Zuo Pojun finally slowed down after pushing this huge army a thousand meters away... After the reincarnation, there were countless people piled up. In the real world, even if there were no other attack elements, just such a accumulation was enough to make countless players squeeze, crush or suffocate to death. In the world of fate, theoretically speaking, there seems to be no such thing as squeezing and suffocating death, but being caught in such a pile of people would definitely feel more uncomfortable than death. Ordinary people would just think about it and feel numb.

Although there is a plain east of the east gate of Tianchen City, the ground was not absolutely flat, but under Zuo Pojun's rushing, wherever he went, the mounds, trees and vegetation that were originally protruding from the ground disappeared, and the ground was flat as if it had just been crushed by a road roller. Zuo Pojun was still moving forward, his body was huge, and the people in front of him could clearly see his face as ferocious as a devil, his eyes were fierce, and the muscles on his face were twisted together, and his teeth were almost about to be bitten... It can be seen how he was releasing his power at all costs...

When he consumes his strength and even potential to this extent, when he is completely exhausted, he will inevitably be in a state of exhaustion for a long time, and may even have a serious illness, overdrawing his physical strength and energy, which means overdrawing his life. At this time, Zuo Pojun has begun to approach his limit, and his steps slow down little by little, from running to difficult walking, but he is still moving forward... He is pushing tens of thousands of people forward with the power of a person, and the strength he needs for every step he takes is unimaginable to ordinary people.

"Xiaoyu, go quickly!" Looking at Zuo Pojun's slower and slower steps, Hua Qimeng seemed to feel something and quickly issued an order to the Holy Feather God Falcon. The Holy Feather God Falcon made a long sound and flew to the east like a white lightning.

Zuo Pojun's footsteps stopped, and once he stopped and wanted to move again, there was no possibility. Zuo Pojun... finally reached his limit.

He pushed Yusan-reincarnation tightly with his hands, and blue veins emerged from the back of his hands, and the fine blood vessels seemed to break at any time. His face was even more red, and he could hear his violent breathing from a hundred meters away. Although he stopped, although his physical strength had been overdrawn so severely, he did not take a step back. Even if he could not move forward, he would use Yusan-reincarnation to block the direction of the advance of these invading troops...

The cessation of the samsara of reincarnation does not mean that those tragic players who have been pushed out thousands of meters away have gained freedom. They are still piled up high and pressed on the samsara of reincarnation. No one can gain freedom. This also brings a strong pressure to Zuo Pojun. As his physical strength is rapidly lost, his brain begins to feel dizzy, and he begins to feel his hands and body getting heavier... Gradually, he has to lose the strength to stand.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Zuo Pojun, who was almost shattering his teeth, let out a huge earth-shaking roar. The Yusan-reincarnation, who was about to fall, suddenly raised in a deafening loud noise...

Like a gust of wind bringing up the quicksand in the desert. Amid the overlapping screams, the black crowds of people piled up in front of the reincarnation were all blown away, flying far and far away, and the crowds of people were too densely filled with the sky. From a distance, it makes people unable to believe that they were countless figures flying.

It was also under this human curtain that a light flashed above the reincarnation cycle, and the effect of "Reincarnation of the Heavenly Reincarnation" disappeared. The shield shadow quilts extending to both sides were instantly retracted and disappeared. Zuo Pojun's huge body also quickly became smaller in trembling, and then smaller. In a few seconds, it changed back to its normal body shape.

Countless people were raised towards the sky like dust in the sky, and giants also disappeared from people's sight.

Whoosh...

A gray light flashed, and the reincarnation in Zuo Pojun's hand disappeared. Zuo Pojun stood there, gasping heavily. Every muscle on his body was trembling, and his whole body was sweating like rain. He had a strong heat rising from his head, and his whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the hot water.

puff……

He finally fell to his knees on the ground and could no longer stand up. Now he just wanted to have a good sleep...but, this kind of feeling of power loss that almost even his soul was exhausted, he didn't know when he would wake up if he really fell asleep. One day? Two days? Ten days? Or...

Looking at the crowds in the mountains ahead, he could only feel unwillingness. However, he had really tried his best... to do his last bit of strength after his bone marrow. Now he has no strength to move his little finger, and even his consciousness has begun to blur.

"What are you waiting for!!"

"Kill him right now!"

In his blurred vision, he saw many people in the chaotic crowd ahead approaching him quickly. He saw the cold light reflected by the weapon. Subconsciously, he struggled to get up to fight. However, he moved his body, but his root could not raise his body halfway... The other shield was summoned by him and held it in his hand - because after exercising the reincarnation of the Heavenly Reincarnation, he could no longer use the power of the reincarnation of the Reincarnation in a short period of time. However, the heavy shield hit the ground with his heavy arm, and the root had no strength to lift it.

A loud cry sounded above his head, and the Holy Feather Falcon flew to the sky quickly, with one move of his wings, casting a storm of light covering the twenty-meter area, repelling all those who rushed towards Zuo Pojun, and then flew down, leading Zuo Pojun to himself, flew quickly towards the city gate, and shook the crowd behind him far away.

He brought Zuo Pojun back to the city wall, and Zuo Pojun sat against the wall, his whole body was as soft as cotton. Looking at his face and sweat soaked all over his body, they were all moved.

"Old Zuo, it seems that I have to look at you with admiration." Situ Shana looked at the huge army in the distance with lingering fear... still couldn't believe that he pushed this huge team out of a hundred meters with his own strength.

Zuo Pojun's breathing was still heavy, and now he only had the power of breathing, and he could not answer Murong Shana's words.

"This is the real invincible man." Shen Xiaoyao extended his thumb and praised sincerely.

Hua Qimeng came over, and she looked directly at Zuo Pojun for a while, with a slightly crappy eyebrows, then sighed softly and said, "You should also feel that this will overdraw your life."

Zuo Pojun's heavy breathing stopped for a while and he still didn't say anything.

"Overdrawing life?" Ling Jie was stunned, "This... this is not true. Although Brother Zuo looks very tired, this is in the game, how can he overdraw his life?"

After he said this... This sentence is in the ears of ordinary people, but he does not get any echo. Ling Jie was stunned for a moment, but found that Murong Qiushui and Situ brothers all looked solemn. It seems... they believed that they would overdraw their lives in this game, but they did not agree with his words.

"Dear Third Brother, in fact, you don't need to work so hard... Don't forget, I'm still there." Murong Qiushui walked over and patted Zuo Pojun on the shoulder. When he looked up, a red and black light flashed across his eyes.

In my ears, the sound of stepping began to approach again. The invading army, a thousand meters away, once again took approaching steps. It took less than ten minutes to pass away from Zuo Pojun to push them out a thousand meters.

"Don't they give up?" Ling Jie said hatefully.

"Huh... if you were you, would you give up? They watched us fall down one by one with their own eyes, and saw that our threats were no longer threats." Situ Shi looked at Dongfang with a sarcastic look.

Now, the only ones whose Tianhun Mercenary Group still have complete combat capabilities are Ling Jie and Murong Qiushui.

With Ling Jie's ability, such a battle will hardly play any role... Then, Murong Qiushui is the only one left.

At this time, an hour and a half had passed since the first attack of the Japanese army.

The reinforcements of Chinese players can rush here in less than half an hour to completely crush the wolf ambitions of these invaders.

The last half hour...

If they keep it, they will create a true myth!

However, now Murong Qiushui is the only one who can really play a little blocking force.

"Well... they are going to attack again, do you want to use this?" Xing Baoer said, and then took out the Wilderness God's Nirvana bomb in a gorgeous way: "If you use this, you can just 'boom' and blow it away."

The blood wheel had contacted the Wilderness God's Nirvana bomb at close range and knew its attributes. Seeing Xing Baoer took it out again, his heartbeat rate soared again, and rushed over in panic: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no! I'll say again, don't use this, otherwise not only us, but the entire Tianchen City will be destroyed!"

"Dear little Baoer, when I can't hold on, I really don't mind you using it to depict a beautiful hell on earth."

Murong Qiushui smiled quite dangerously, then suddenly turned around, jumped down from the high city wall, and landed smoothly on the ground.

"Qiu Shui, what are you going to do!"
Chapter completed!