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"Hahaha! Are you scared!"

Throwing the last formation flag, Mu Ping laughed, "Let your training cannon fodder come!"

He let out a loud shout, his mental power moved, and his hands rose slightly, falling down sharply.

A strange scene appeared in the sky, the walls flashed with white light, reflecting half of the sky in a white expanse, and circles appeared in the air.

Those circles were of various sizes, twenty-three in all, and surrounded all fifty or sixty thousand dead men.

"Boom!"

Mu Ping shouted, the top circle made a loud noise, and thirty array flags exploded together, and the situation was like fireworks detonated in the night sky during the festival, which was extremely gorgeous!

The tens of millions of dead soldiers in the circle still had gloomy coldness on their faces, their lips were still dripping blood, and their eyes flashed with a murderous red glow, but with the explosion of the array flag, they were like pieces of black tofu, and their bodies, which were originally extremely hard and invulnerable, immediately split apart and turned into flying ashes.

The sudden change calmed everyone down.

"What kind of operation is this?

"Boom Boom!"

"Boom, boom!"

Mu Ping's mouth was like opening the light, and with the bursts of words, the sky was full of fireworks, and the dead soldiers, like bats being struck by lightning, disintegrated in mid-air, or turned into smoke, or turned into blood rain.

They don't feel pain, they don't have any thoughts, so they don't scream at all, and if these guys are monks, then at this moment, I'm afraid the wails will fill the heavens and the earth.

A thick bloody aura swept through half of the city, slightly taller buildings collapsed, and puffs of smoke and dust shot into the sky.

"The Doomsday God Realm, sure enough, it has come to the end!"

I don't know which melon-eating crowd issued a sentence of emotion, which immediately attracted a resonance.

"How can this be? How can this be? He shouldn't be so powerful, he shouldn't be!"

Kun Mai looked at everything that was happening in front of him, and Xianglin muttered to himself like a sister-in-law, his eyes were distracted, like a mourning exam.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, his feet trembled, and Mu Ping temporarily arranged it in the dark

The last of the Black Alliance Headquarters exploded, and the ground trembled and the smoke rose thousands of feet high.

"It's over, it's all over!"

Kun Mai is like a deflated ball, unable to lift a little strength, many years of headquarters foundation was ruined, so many years of strategy, so many years of hard work, so many years of trying to eradicate dissidents in the city of God, everything in exchange, all in vain.

He hates it so much, why does a little person who has never been in his eyes have such great destructive power?!

He regretted it, if he went back in time, he would rather be a turtle with a shrunken head than be an enemy of this kid.

But how can there be regret medicine to sell in the world!

"Brother Tianma, you are the best!"

"Master, I'll just say, you won't lie to Wan'er!"

Lihuo stopped the battle boat beside Mu Ping, clasped Mu Ping's hands with both hands, and didn't care about other people's eyes. Zhou Wan'er had a look of fascination.

"Mu Ping!"

Ding Rui walked over and stood silently beside Mu Ping.

It is the Divine Palm of the World Destroying Again, and it is fighting against Kun Mai, the peak powerhouse of the Golden Immortal, a series of operations, Mu Ping's cultivation has consumed more than half, especially presiding over these twenty-three explosion formations, his spiritual power is even more exhausted, at this moment, his face is pale, and his body is even more suddenly trembling.

A handful of pills were chewed by him like fried beans, and he stretched out his neck and swallowed it.

This explosion array was discovered by him from the immortal array recipe left by the Ten Demons, but he didn't expect it to really come in handy at this moment, if it weren't for the support of the eighth-level formation materials of the Star Heaven Sect, he would not have been able to refine so many explosion flags.

After returning to the temporary cave mansion from the Star Heaven Sect, he closed the door, arranged the formation protection, and began to refine the explosive flag, he calculated, the Dark Alliance must not be as simple as it seems on the surface, how can an organization that has been operating for tens of thousands of years be so simple?

This can be seen in the careful arrangement of this apocalyptic game, if it is not a clever person, who can combine the virtual and the real so closely?

Therefore, never believe your eyes, what your eyes see is always the appearance, and what is hidden in the depths can only be felt by experiencing it with your heart.

Looking at the dead air above the Doomsday Divine City, it faintly gave him a sense of danger, no reason, this is the head of the knife for many years

An instinct developed by licking blood.

Therefore, he thought of using the formation to defend against the enemy, and this is why the Shangxing Heavenly Sect went to exchange for the formation materials.

"The land of right and wrong, don't stay long!"

Mu Ping whispered a word to Lihuo, Lihuo understood, drove the war boat, drew a graceful arc, and flew towards the temporary cave they had opened.

Fortunately, the Doomsday Divine City did not open the city protection array, although the City Lord's Mansion is forbidden to fly at high altitudes, but Mu Ping showed the combat effectiveness of Da Luo Jin Xian, who would dare to stop it?

In tonight's battle, the strength of the Dark Alliance will inevitably be greatly damaged, not to mention, it is the fifty or sixty thousand dead soldiers, I am afraid that the rest are not even three thousand, and it will take twenty or thirty years to cultivate a dead soldier, and the resources used are countless, this loss is not small, and there are more than five hundred monks of various races, there are more than a dozen immortals in the light of the earth, and they are all the backbone of the Dark Alliance, the skeleton is gone, and the meat can survive?

The name of 70 will inevitably resound throughout the Doomsday God Realm, and it is difficult for a Da Luo Jin Immortal powerhouse to become famous.

Looking at the entire Doomsday God Realm, the number of strong people above the Golden Immortal is probably no more than a slap.

Lihuo secretly glanced at Mu Ping, isn't Brother Tianma the big hero in her mind? Isn't it the biggest reliance on her to snatch back the foundation of her ancestors and realize her dream of recovering the country?

Her face was cold, but there was already a fire in her heart, crackling and burning!

It was the flame of hope, it was the flame of hope of the entire race, and even if he died, he would never let this fire go out.

"Master, how did you do it? But you must teach Wan'er, Wan'er also wants to be like the master, with a wave of her arms, the enemy will be wiped out!"

Zhou Wan'er held Mu Ping's arm, and the more she talked, the more her eyebrows fluttered, and the more she spoke, the more energetic she became. Not noticing the latter's brow slowly tightening.

"Sister Fire, don't stop, keep moving forward!"

Seeing that there was a temporary cave in front of him, Lihuo was about to slow down and land, when suddenly, Mu Ping's voice exploded in everyone's ears.

"What a treacherous boy, but no matter how treacherous you are, you haven't eaten your Zerg grandfather's footwash!"

The voice fell, "Pong, pong!" Fifty-two huge black shadows of more than thirty zhang in size jumped out of thin air, blocking the way of the war boat.