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The boundaries originally drawn by God were forced to retreat, and now the area newly demarcated by God was in a semicircle, and the outer area was only a hundred miles away from the exit of King Wude.

Many soldiers retreated within the range demarcated by God, and fought with the devils who rushed up at close range, the scene was extremely tragic, except for the smell of dirty blood and rotten flesh on the battlefield, only the monstrous killing intent remained, and a living picture of flesh and blood hell was displayed. The cultivators provide some ranged support, and most of the time they are fighting against the rebellious cultivators. This battle was the largest civil war in the Xiuzhen Realm. All the sects let go of their hands and struggled, and all the efforts at the bottom of the box were all used, which was colorful, colorful, and beautiful. The aftermath of the cultivators' battle all affected the charging devil brigade, killing many devils in the chaos, which can be regarded as relieving the pressure of some ordinary soldiers.

After the ink ban was repaired, the Kui Demon was re-entered into the battle, and after the rebellious Kui Demon was eliminated, there were still more than 300 left. Kui Demon is the main force against the big ghost, and he is rampant on the battlefield, and Moban is very proud in his heart. The mechanical beasts in Moshan are all long-range attacks, and their lethality is extremely high, and tens of thousands of ghost souls are scattered after a round of strafing. For a while, the automaton became the spiritual pillar of everyone.

For ordinary soldiers, they have now forgotten the purpose of the first battle, and after more than a month of fighting, there is only one thought left in the hearts of the soldiers, to kill devils.

Kill one, earn one, kill two, earn a pair.

Hatred, only hatred remains.

The hatred of a friend being killed.

The hatred of the killing of comrades-in-arms.

The hatred of loved ones being killed.

With red eyes and bloodshot hands, he has a disregard for death, whether it is the death of those around him or his own death. The murderous aura full of hatred is all over the world, and the soldiers can be said to be half human, half ghost, half into the obstacle.

Rao is like this, and the battle line is still retreating. The devils are endless, and the more they fight, the more courageous they become, no matter how strong the soldiers are, they are just mortals, and it is difficult to resist these devils with the support of the ghost king.

In the battle group, Song Renhe personally went into battle, killing countless enemies with the long sword in his hand, and the crimson sword body was dyed red again. Song Ren and the guards around him were only half left, their faces full of fatigue, but their palms were strong and powerful, and they held the blades in their hands tightly. Song Renhe rushed to the front line many times, rushing back and forth in the army of devils, which greatly boosted morale. Song Renhe's move was also helpless, after more than a month, the soldiers who could be sent by the entire world had already been sent, which meant that there were no reinforcements behind him, and the soldiers present were the last barrier. At this moment, there is no point in retaining strength, what is needed is to break the kettle and fight to the death.

God forcibly broke the formation, and also lost treasures, coupled with the luck of the line, the mana has not been fully recovered, resting in the rear, and not directly participating in the battle. Watching the cultivators of the various sects in the cultivation realm fighting, God had mixed feelings in his heart.

God had fantasized countless times about launching a great battle in the cultivation realm, and then won with the overwhelming strength of the Nine Xuantians, and finally unified the cultivation realm. God thinks mostly of the joy of victory and ignores the cruelty of the struggle.

God is not a soft-hearted man, and to take the throne of God is also a height that can only be reached by stepping on countless corpses. However, the great battle of the entire cultivation realm was far more tragic than the likeness of God.

Genshin self-destructed.

Fight like Kilkenny cats.

Ugly.

Crazy.

Hideous.

Treachery.

Cowardly.

The owner of the door who was betrayed by his beloved disciples and lost.

A teenager who cries because he is betrayed by his lover.

Crazy Confucian students.

Crashed celebrities.

Elders begging for mercy.

All kinds of despicable qualities that only mortals possess in God's eyes have intensified in the most tragic battles of cultivators. All the ugliness hidden beneath Xiuzhen's beautiful body, when revealed, stabbed God's self-esteem even more nakedly.

"Xiuzhen, Xiuzhen, such a battle, don't do it, let's immerse ourselves in the fantasy of Xiuzhen's elegance. "God was secretly saddened, and his previous understanding of the cultivation realm quietly collapsed.

One fell beside God. God glanced at it and vaguely recognized that this was a member of the Nine Xuantian, this person had many broken bodies, his face was almost unrecognizable, and he was obviously severely injured. But there was no confusion on the wounded's face, no pain, only fortitude, and when he saw God, he grinned reluctantly: "See God." ”。

God was in a trance: "You." ”

The wounded man coughed up a large mouthful of green liquid: "His subordinate He Ming, his position is low, and God naturally does not recognize it." But his subordinates didn't embarrass Jiuxuantian. The subordinates did their best. ”

Looking at He Ming's expectant gaze, God's heart moved, he squatted down and put his hand on He Ming's chest: "Well, this seat is proud of you, and Jiuxuantian is proud of you." ”

He Ming was flattered: "Thank God, thank God." ”

He Ming repeated two sentences, he died, his expression was satisfied, before he died, all the efforts were exchanged for God's personal possession and condolences, in He Ming's opinion, it was worth it.

God looked at the remains of his subordinates, his body was shocked, and his eyes were clear again when he stood up again: "It's really better to live and not as good as before, why are you so sentimental." ”

Transporting out the jade Ruyi, the white qi around the god erupted violently.

"I see, this seat has not been able to break through for a long time, because the mentality has lost the domineering that God should have. There are too many intrigues and intrigues, so that this seat forgets his original self. "God feels the change in his own power, and his heart is enlightened. As God's mentality changed, the white qi became more and more condensed and violent.

The people around looked at the strength of the Heavenly Lord, and the people of the Nine Xuantian were the most excited.

"God!"

"God mighty!"

"God is amazing!"

The other cultivators were secretly speechless, and the strength of God was absolutely overwhelming. Seeing the rising God, cultivators, and ordinary soldiers all took a dose of heart booster.

The transformation of God's mana began, and the injuries in his body quickly healed, and the cracks on Ruyi healed.

"Jiuxuan True Body!"

God whispered.

The white qi dispersed to all sides, condensing into a tall figure of more than ten zhang, white armor, flying battle robes, and a huge axe in his hand, as bright as day, and could not be forced to look.

Strength, confidence, domineering.

God.

"Kill!"

The voice of God is like a bell that strikes into every heart, making the blood boil.

Song Renhe looked at the rising God, his heart was settled, and he was more motivated, and he slashed all the devils within a dozen zhang around him with one sword.

"Cangyun! this is our last battle, I hope to hold out until you win!"

"Chief, you must succeed!" Song Renhe shouted in a hoarse chick voice.

Song In-ho's shouts spread rapidly, tugging at everyone's heartstrings.

"Chief, you must succeed!"

"Chief!"

"Chief Cangyun!"

Cangyun is the only and last hope.

Beneath the black maelstrom.

I don't know how long it took to be washed, Cangyun woke up groggily, found that the light around him was dim, and after a moment of adaptation, Cangyun saw that he was lying on a huge thorn vine. Every thorn on the thorn vine can only be surrounded by several people, and the entire vine extends in all directions, extending downward, and Cangyun's eyes can only barely see that the bottom of the thorn vine is a palace, and the thorn vine is wrapped around the periphery of the palace, like a defense. The thorn vine could not be seen in the dim light whether it was black or dark green, and gave off a faint pungent smell, some spicy, some rancid.

Cangyun was glad that he didn't fall on the thorn vines, otherwise he would have died.

"The true body of the Ghost King must be in the palace below. Cangyun thought: "It's just that I don't know how high this thorn is, if you look at it, it should be about 10,000 meters." ”

Cangyun looked left and right, no one was around, and when they were sucked in by the black whirlpool, everyone scattered. Cangyun didn't want to shout loudly, he was afraid that it was the ghost king's spy who came first, and Cangyun was also afraid that the person who came over was someone who didn't want to and didn't want to admit that he was the ghost king's spy. Cangyun is also afraid that he will provoke ghosts by shouting, and with Cangyun's current self-defense ability, he will definitely die. After thinking for a moment, Cangyun decided to go down the thorn vine by himself, and first reached the palace at the bottom.

The surface of the thorn vine is smooth, not easy to gain a foothold, fortunately, although the clouds are completely destroyed, some simple talismans can still be used, which is difficult for ordinary people to walk on the road, Cangyun blessed the wind talisman, after the strong Vajra talisman, although it cannot be said that it is like walking on the ground, it can also move forward steadily.

Leaping among the thorns, the clouds quickly descended three hundred feet. The wind whistled in my ears, and the palace below became clearer.

"The palace looks so magnificent here, and when you get down there, you don't know how big it can be. Cangyun said secretly in his heart.

"Chief!" one called softly.

Cangyun paused, followed the sound and looked over, and behind a thorn, a half-figure appeared.

"Master of Liberation. Cangyun screamed.

Shi Nian flashed in front of Cangyun, and gave a salute first: "Amitabha, chief, you are really safe, it's really a great blessing." ”

Cangyun returned a salute: "There is Master Lao's concern." ”

Shi Nian looked left and right, up and down: "Chief, forgive the old man's words, is your senior brother following you?"

Cangyun froze: "This, no." ”

Shi said: "Chief, the old man is definitely not framed, there is definitely something wrong with your two senior brothers. ”

Cangyun smiled bitterly: "Master, this makes me speechless, at least, they haven't harmed me yet." ”

"That's not the time yet. ”

"When is the time?" Cangyun asked rhetorically.

Shi Nian sighed and shook his head: "Chief, the old man knows that you don't like the old man to testify that you are in the same family, and you have a bad heart. But the old man was sincere and hoped that the chief would understand. ”

Cang Yun didn't want to dwell on this question too much, and said, "No matter who is a traitor, the most important thing now is to seal the Ghost King." The ghost king is down there, and I'm going down. ”

Shi said: "Naturally, the chief will move forward, and the old man will be his own guard. ”

Cangyun looked at Shi Nian and said, "Please master first." ”

Shi said: "Amitabha, okay, then the old man will walk in front of the chief!"

Shi Nian jumped down one step ahead, the reason why Cangyun let Shi Nian go first was that he didn't want to leave his completely defenseless back to Shi Nian, at this moment, everything needs to be careful. Watching Shi Nian go down first, Cangyun followed down.

In a trance, Cangyun felt that the figure of the release below was blurred.

A cloud of Buddha light condensed, and the relief appeared behind the clouds, with a solemn and solemn face, but it was extremely hideous.

"Cangyun Xiaoer, you died here!" Shi Nian's palms were filled with Buddha power and slapped Cangyun's back heart fiercely.

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