Swords, swords, gods, thrones, beasts......

Each battle array assembles a different vision, strong and weak, that fills the entire sky, ready to unleash devastating attacks. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Elders and disciples, pay attention, freely form a five-party battle array. ”

In front of the Xuantian Sword Sect's army, Chu Wuru's voice still clearly reached the ears of everyone in the Xuantian Sword Sect on the vast battlefield. The Five Heavenly Evil Monsters had already contributed to the battle formation where they had once settled and made great contributions to the sect. The elders and inner disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect all had the qualifications to cultivate this not too high and profound battle array. Such a small battle formation also has a lot of effects on a sect, it is easy to gather the number of people needed for the battle array, and it is easy to cultivate and cooperate, but it is not easy to master.

"Yes, Grand Elder!"

All the people in the Xuantian Sword Sect are all members of a hundred battles, although the dark clouds of war are huge, they can't scare them, one by one they gather together in an orderly manner and wait for the battle, and the Mustang team is at the rear of the team, the neat crimson phalanx, like a fiery cloud, peaceful and suffocating.

"Huh, there are too many people, safety first, once you are put into the battlefield, this seat will not be able to protect you, so you can do it yourself!"

Seeing the dense figures around him, as well as all kinds of vast aura, Chu Wuru's heart swayed, and he let out a sigh of relief, and said to Zhang Jian beside him. He also added:

"Zhang Jian, you are responsible for scheduling in the rear, and the Broncos are temporarily arranged by you. ”

"Yes, Grand Elder. ”

Zhang Jian didn't say much, but he kept observing the Quartet, remembering the powerhouses of each sect, and even remembering their means, maybe one day these memories would help him, so he observed very carefully.

Neither side has stood up to speak, and at this point in the war, there is no need for words, and what we want is victory! Only by stepping on each other fiercely and letting the other side prostrate under our feet is what we should do now.

The three breaths of Buddha, demons and evil are like three primeval sacred mountains, and the breath released alone is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Heaven and earth whimpered, fearful and excited about the impending war.

Fear is because the power of war is so powerful that it makes the heavens and the earth tremble.

The excitement is that there are countless cultivators who have taken the flesh and blood of heaven and earth to grow up are about to fall, so that they can feed everything they have back to heaven and earth, so that heaven and earth can have a full meal.

Heaven and earth are like chessboards, and the five realms are like chess players.

Countless people are watching this great battle, and the final outcome of this war will determine the overall situation of the future of the cultivation realm.

Is it the hegemony of Buddhism and heresy? Or is it the rule of the devil?

"Fight!"

On the side of the Demon Dao, there was an earth-shattering shout, and Wan Feng, who was dressed in gorgeous light armor, turned grim, and released his power to the maximum, like a lighthouse of the Demon Dao, lighting up the fighting intent of everyone in the Demon Dao.

"Kill!"

On the side of the Immortal Sect, a white-haired young man also shouted wildly, this person was also the leader of the Immortal Sect's battle, the Flying Snow Sword Weng Ji Nian Bing. This person is a true genius, practicing the peerless swordsmanship of the Infinite Illusion Sect Flying Snow Twelve Style, even if he is only a cultivator in the early stage of the Tribulation Period, his strength is even more terrifying than too many mid-Tribulation Period powerhouses, even his family does not dare to underestimate him, and they have enough respect for him!

"Ji Nian Bing, take your dog's head today!"

Wan Feng turned his sword and pointed at Ji Nian Bing, and he drank arrogantly.

"It's too old-fashioned, come if you have the ability!"

Ji Nian sneered, soared into the air, like a sharp sword piercing the air, soaring up to 30,000 miles!

At the same time, the wind changed, and the two sides went to war, and the war officially began.

Hmm――

A magnificent trumpet sounded, and the first fierce wind blew, and the blood was heard.

The whole battlefield came to a standstill, and only in an instant, like a large stone was cast on calm water.

"Kill!"

There is no word more appropriate for the situation than at this moment, millions of people are shouting this word in their mouths and hearts at the same time, and then turning it into actual action in their hands!

Colorful and various skills fly out!

The treasure is full of light, and there are countless magic weapons in the sky!

Blood was spilled, and tens of thousands of people died in a split second of confrontation!

The war began unstoppably, 500,000 people on one side of the Heart Demon Sect attacked the position of 700,000 people on the other side, almost at the moment of the war, 120,000 people rushed out of the Demon Mountain, and the majestic Wanyan Donghan led the main army of the Freedom Sect to kill, and the men and horses of the Xianzong were killed.

Heaven and earth are chaotic, there is no heaven and earth in everyone's eyes, only the enemy in front of them, and even the most cautious people will soon be dyed crazy by the blood of war, and turn into one of the fierce beasts, in the dim heaven and earth, only the color of blood is clearly visible.

In the war of countless people, it is normal for the strong people of the Tribulation Period to fall, and it has only been a moment since the war started, and three strong men of the Tribulation Period have already fallen.

Chu Wuru looked down from above the sky and didn't make a move, just watched everything happen with a cold eye, no matter who died, he couldn't move his mind, he was like an emperor, coldly watching the battle between the courtiers.

If it weren't necessary, Chu Wuyu wouldn't have made a move easily, and at his level of strength, as long as he made a move against other cultivation realms, it would be a disaster, and it couldn't be easier to kill 10,000 people with a wave of his hand.

However, cultivators are not only husbands, they have their own relatives and friends, if anyone first desperately shoots at the other party who is weaker than themselves, then the other party will also retaliate in the same way, killing and killing, the two families are dead, and only the two most powerful people are left, then it is not interesting.

As long as no one makes a move against Chu Wuru, and the Xuantian Sword Sect below is not wiped out, then Chu Wuru will not do anything.

Suddenly looked up at the west, and saw two evil but very restrained powerhouses in his eyes, Chu Wuru grinned, it seems that these two people were arranged to guard against him. The other party is very strong, for example, Fang Zhebai and Monk Daxi are both strong together, but Chu Wuru doesn't plan to do it, and he has no intention of going to the other party.

It's just two people, and it doesn't involve Chu Wuru's interest, so instead of wasting time with these two people, it's better to sit and watch the battle below. The Xuantian Sword Sect has a strong man like Quan Guiqing in charge, and it is only facing some people from the Heavenly Ghost Sect, as well as a coalition of more than 100,000 sects of the Evil Dao, so it is very easy to fight. The Xuantian Sword Sect dealt with it with ease, a large part of the force had not yet been put into the battlefield, and the entire battlefield was simply like a battle for Quan Guiqing alone, with one enemy and four, against four powerhouses of the same level, he could still wield freely.

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