Outside the West Peak Valley, 500,000 corpse mist spirit troops faced the 500,000 holy war 10th army.

"Rush!"

"Kill!"

The roar shook the sky, and it was the determination of 500,000 to win.

From a distance, it is like two tides colliding, and the contact is a splash of countless blood.

"Brothers, we have Huoyang Liusha! Don't be afraid of them! Hack them to death!"

The leader roared loudly, and slashed into a corpse mist spirit army, and the powerful force actually penetrated three in a row before stopping. And the broken corpse mist spirit army on the ground showed no signs of resurrection.

When everyone saw this, they fought bravely.

Zi Shi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he noticed that something was wrong: "It turns out that everyone's strength contains extremely strong yang energy, it seems that they have found a way to restrain the resurrection of the corpse mist spirit army, so that the strength of the two sides will be equal." ”

At this time, the 200,000 army led by Yi Yunmu and Zang Wufeng had already confronted the Corpse Mist Spirit Army, and Wolf Juxu and Shenglin Tianqi were also ready to do what they had to do.

Wolf Juxu and Shenglin Tianqi stood in the sky, looking at the battlefield coldly, and then, Wolf Juxu shouted:

Thunderstorm Kill!

Array!

As soon as the words fell, the Ten Thousand Saint Lin Heavenly Riders raised the weapons in their hands, and the majestic aura was like a person in his heart, forming a huge thunder domain in the air, directly covering half of the battlefield.

Wolf Juxu immediately pointed to the center of the Corpse Mist Spirit Army and roared, "Heng Heaven and Earth!"

All the hosts shouted in unison: "Annihilation!"

As soon as the words fell, a thunderbolt was born from the thunder domain, and suddenly slashed towards the battlefield.

Rumble!

There was a deafening roar, and it turned out that the center of the Corpse Mist Spirit Army was blasted out of a black pit of nearly 100 feet!

With just this move, thousands of corpse mist spirit troops were wiped out, and there was not even a slag left. The affected corpse mist spirit army was also injured or disabled, and none of them could recover. Because everyone in the Holy Lin Heavenly Rider has fused a large amount of Fire Yang Colored Sand, this Yang Power has been completely fused with the power. The thunder that had just been condensed actually belonged to the Thunder Genus of the Sun, and any creature that contained Yin Qi would be injured by it.

Zi Shi raised his head and quietly looked at the Heavenly Saint Lin Tianqi, his face became more and more solemn: "Compared to that time, they have made greater progress!"

Immediately after, Wolf Juxu ordered again and again, and more than ten heavenly thunderbolts fell, and they actually tore a huge hole in the middle of the corpse mist spirit army.

At this time, among the twelve dragon blades, Shi Shi and Xu Shi had already noticed the formation of the opening, and hurriedly led the 100,000 corpse mist spirit army to sew up the gap.

But at this moment, a huge force actually attacked from the flank, and it was the 250,000 Holy War Tenth Army led by Feng Zicheng and Zhou Licheng.

Feng Zicheng raised the war knife in his hand and shouted: "Brothers, rush! Those who have made great achievements in this battle will be rewarded with a lot! Those who kill hundreds of enemies will be rewarded with spirit stone pills!"

Sure enough, under the heavy money, there will be brave men.

He saw several red-eyed men using the Sky Martial Arts to kill into the Corpse Mist Spirit Army, and the knives in their hands were all fiery red, obviously fusing the Huoyang Liusha into the weapon, in order to increase their lethality.

In the blink of an eye, several men beheaded nearly a hundred corpse mist spirit army heads, and put them into the ring, and couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Cool!

At this time, the time and time have noticed their weakness.

Since everyone in the Ten Holy War Armies is blessed with yang power, the Corpse Mist Spirit Army is naturally not afraid of pain, and its ability to resurrect and fight is weakened, that is, the basic strength of the two is at the same level.

However, such a brutal thing as fighting is not simply determined by basic strength, but to a large extent, it is also related to people's beliefs.

Just like a monk of the ninth level of the Jindan realm against a monk of the first level of the upper Yuan Infant Realm, although there is a huge gap in the combat power between the two, once the weak person bursts out with a strong belief when he is about to die, with the blessing of this force, the Yuan Infant Realm is very likely to be defeated, or even die. Especially in the cruel cultivation realm, the near-death counter-killing thing is staged almost every day.

And the Corpse Mist Spirit Army is poor because of this belief, whether it is defeat or victory, they will not have any ideas, they are just dead corpses who obey orders.

But the Ten Armies of the Holy War are different, they have the blessing of faith, they will fight for survival, they will fight for the spirit stone, they will fight for the future, and each of these beliefs will become a salary for the fire of their strength, constantly enhancing their own strength.

In the middle of the battlefield, in just half an hour, Feng Zicheng and Zhou Licheng had already led the 250,000 Holy War Tenth Army to divide the 500,000 Corpse Mist Spirit Army into two parts.

The upper part had to deal with the 200,000 troops in front at the same time, and also took into account the attack in the rear, so the forces were divided into three parts.

At this time, Si Shi stopped the blood-stained dagger in his hand and said: "Xushi, this is becoming more and more passive for us, after all, such a large-scale battle, even the Nine Layers of the Merge Realm cannot support it until the end, we have to behead it!"

Hearing this, he pulled the dagger in his hand out of the throat of one of the Tenth Legions of the Holy War, and said, "Understood, since this is the case, we will deal with these two generals here. ”

He immediately raised his head and shouted to the heavenly son: "Second child!"

Zi Shi knew their plan when he saw the eyes of Xushi, after all, several people have been friends for thousands of years, and there is still a tacit understanding.

Immediately, Zi Shi shouted downward: "Ugly time, Yin time, Mao time, Hai time, attack the main position! Chen, noon, Weishi, Shenshi, attack the right position!

As soon as the words fell, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed, and the eleven dragon blades constantly roamed the battlefield, attacking their targets.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Zicheng and Zhou Licheng faced each other when they were on the throne and when they were on the top.

Remembering Yunmu, hiding without a front, on the morning hour, noon, not time, Shen time.

And Tianze and Shadow Banner are facing the time, the time, the time, the time, and the time.

The Great War is imminent!

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In the middle of the battlefield, Feng Zicheng and Zhou Licheng were fighting against the Corpse Mist Spirit Army, and then Feng Zicheng suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly pushed Zhou Licheng beside him.

In an instant, a sharp dagger plunged directly into Feng Zicheng's right arm.

Immediately after, there was a muffled thud, and the dagger was pulled out of the flesh at an eerie angle.

Feng Zicheng was kicked and fell to the ground, startling a large cloud of dust.

It's the right time for someone to come.

"Big brother!"

Zhou Licheng hurriedly helped Feng Zicheng up: "Big brother, are you okay?"

Feng Zicheng got up and looked at his arm, a large piece of flesh and blood had already been cut, and he was only three inches away from half a catty of flesh.

Zhou Licheng tore off a piece of cloth from his body and busily bandaged Feng Zicheng.

But Feng Zicheng stopped: "Wait, you can't bandage it yet!"

Zhou Licheng was slightly stunned: "Why?"

Feng Zicheng didn't speak, just endured the pain, and slowly opened a small slit in the wound, and immediately, a hissing sound came out of the wound.

Zhou Licheng looked at the wound puzzled: "This is?"

Feng Zicheng said solemnly: "Air! Fang Cai's knife used a technique to force a large amount of air into my wound, if it is not eliminated in time, it will definitely enter the body and cause more serious damage." ”

Couldn't help it, Feng Zicheng looked at Si Shi who was sneering.

When Zhou Licheng heard this, while bandaging Feng Zicheng's wounds, he said: "Listen to the meaning of the wolf general before, and the way of the twelve dragon blades to stab, the first blow has already shown its power, we have to be careful!"

Feng Zicheng nodded: "Yes, but we also have to understand that a person hiding in the shadows, once he comes to the light, his strength is limited, and I won't let him stab him again!"

At this moment, a voice fell from the sky, and it was the time of the day.

"Yes, your self-confidence doesn't match your realm!"

Feng Zicheng's eyes were even more solemn: "Another merger realm!"

Xu Shi looked at Feng Zicheng and Zhou Licheng with a light smile, and said, "Just two Yuan Babies and Six Folds, and they still want to be rampant in front of me and the other two Combined Body Realm First Cultivators!

When Feng Zicheng heard this, his fists clenched tightly.

The six layers of the Yuanying Realm are the first of the Shanghe Realm, and a big realm is like an inaccessible chasm, and this gap cannot be crossed by the so-called nirvana belief.

Zhou Licheng licked his chapped lips and said, "Big brother, what are we going to do?"

Hearing this, Feng Zicheng took a deep breath, and the power above the Fire Wind Knife in his hand became even more turbulent, and said, "Second brother, are you afraid of death?"

Zhou Licheng smiled lightly: "There is no joy in life, and there is no fear in death! But 'worth it or not'! In this battlefield, I have never been afraid!"

"Okay!" Feng Zicheng burst into a shout: "Follow your brother, cross the border and kill the enemy!"

Two roars suddenly appeared, Feng Zicheng and Zhou Licheng were already slaughtering, and the blade was approaching the enemy in front of them!

"It's good, let's give you a taste of what it means to kill Long Feng!"

As soon as the words fell, they turned into two black shadows, broke through the air raid and came out, and in the blink of an eye, they were already by Feng Zicheng and Zhou Licheng.

Before Feng Zicheng raised the knife, nearly 100 blood marks had been drawn on his back, and the knife was cut into the bone. Zhou Licheng was already cruel, and his arms were each cut out of a half-foot-long knife mark.

The breeze blew, leaving only Feng Zicheng and Zhou Licheng lying in a pool of blood, while Shi Shishi was looking at the two with a smile.

Burst!

Feng Zicheng suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't care, he casually took out a handful of elixir from the ring, crushed it and sprinkled it on the wound, preventing it from continuing to bleed.

"Second brother...... You didn't ...... Are you alright?"

Zhou Licheng heard the shout of his eldest brother Feng Zicheng, and his almost lost consciousness woke up again, and he arched his body like a worm: "Big brother...... It's okay, you can still fight!"

Shi Shi looked at the two people who gritted their teeth and insisted, and said, "Do you know that we didn't deliberately kill them?" Otherwise, you won't be able to resist a single move!"

At this time, half of Feng Zicheng's face was covered with blood, but he smiled extremely brightly: "Don't you dare, right? The dignified monk of the first level of the Yuan Infant Realm actually dealt with two monks of the sixth level of the Yuan Infant Realm, and he was not afraid that others would laugh and lose his big teeth when he said it!"