It is already the ninth heaven.

The disciples of the Holy Gate and the monks of the Immortal Realm have already killed many people in battles one after another.

Now the total number of people is just 10,000. Moreover, these 10,000 people are still decreasing, and one after another, after facing despair, they scattered all their cultivation without hesitation, urging the cyan bead to detonate it.

The number of people ranged from 10,000 to 9,000, from 9,000 to 8,000, from 8,000 to 6,000.

This may be an example of a battle in the history of the human world, or even in the history of the Three Realms, where there are fewer enemies and more enemies.

The battle was so tragic that 100,000 people wiped out the enemy with a suicidal attack.

One after another warriors died.

Bingsha sacrificed, the immortal king sacrificed, Lianxin sacrificed, and Shenwu sacrificed. Until the eight chief disciples of the Lingxiao Sect, all of them died in battle.

It wasn't until later that the Sword Immortal was slaying a god who was even more powerful than the Immortal King. Due to the defeat, after being seriously injured, he had no choice but to detonate the cyan beads and perished with more than 800 gods and Buddhas.

At this time, the original army of 100,000 had less than 2,000 people left.

100,000 people will eventually be defeated by an army of millions of gods and Buddhas, how long can these 2,000 people resist?

The army of millions of gods and Buddhas is like an inexhaustible killing, killing a batch, and countless batches of gods and Buddhas have poured up from all directions.

The only remaining disciples of the Holy Gate and the Immortal Realm cultivators were chased to the Second Heaven.

Xiao Fan was no longer able to catch up with Rulai and the Emperor of Heaven, and with more than a thousand disciples, he stubbornly guarded the second heaven, preventing the gods and Buddhas from attacking the next heaven and rushing into the human world.

It's just that Rao is wearing golden armor and holding a green blade. No matter how high the mana, no matter how strong the momentum is. He is just like a lone wolf in a flock of millions of sheep, although he can sweep through, but in the face of the endless flock, he always has the strength to exhaust.

In fact, he was extremely exhausted.

Of the 100,000 people, less than 2,000 died, and 70,000 of them were detonated.

Ants bite the elephant to death, whether it is the detonated natal true element or the inexhaustible army of gods and Buddhas, Xiao Fan is exhausted.

But he was still wielding the blue blade, fighting in and out of the crowd.

The ground was full of the corpses of gods and Buddhas, and the corpses were surrounded by rivers of blood. The word purgatory is no longer enough to describe this scene.

Because purgatory is not so terrible.

The rest of these gods and Buddhas are the most powerful and seem to be the smartest. Because they survived to the end, they let those companions who were more ruo than them rush to the front as cannon fodder, and let them die together with the people on Xiao Fan's side.

These powerful gods and Buddhas hid behind, and now they are all rushing up. The remaining disciples of the Holy Gate and the Immortal Realm cultivators are almost all like mantis arms as cars.

"A full 100,000 people, that's all that's left......"

Wen Bodhisattva's robe was tattered, and his hair was scattered. I don't know if it was the blood of the gods and Buddhas or his companions, it almost stained his robes red.

Looking at the battlefield, there are still many companions left who are still falling.

Looking at the dense army of gods and Buddhas who were still surrounding him, he couldn't help but smile miserably:

"It looks like we're going to fail. ”

"It's still no match for these gods and Buddhas, you I admired decades ago. The Dharma you have cultivated is also your inheritance. ”

"I always thought that you were the supreme, the true 'Tao'. ”

"Huh!"

"Actually...... The true Tao is here!"

Wen Bodhisattva sat down exhausted, surrounded by countless gods and Buddhas.

Faced with a looming enemy, he closed his eyes and confronted the deepest part of his heart.

In the depths, there is a big word 'Tao'.

"Dao Shengyi!"

Little by little, the word 'Dao' emitted a blue light, and the blue light was like a winding dragon, constantly swimming in the word Dao.

Qingguang is constantly filling the word 'Dao'.

And on the battlefield, a Taoist character covering a radius of several kilometers is showing up little by little. Hearing that the Bodhisattva was sitting in the center of the Tao, the gods and Buddhas of the heavens looked at this strange scene and were shocked.

"Two in one life!"

I saw a mysterious and vast power gushing out from Wen Bodhisattva's body.

The gods and Buddhas were shocked again, and they couldn't understand why such a vast and incomparably powerful old man who had exhausted his strength could burst out from his body.

"Two begets three!"

They knew that they could no longer allow it to develop, because the huge word 'Dao' was already about to take shape on the battlefield.

Countless gods and Buddhas rushed up, and the cultivation of each of them almost had the strength to reach the peak of the Dao.

Hearing the Bodhisattva's condition, he was like an ant, facing tens of thousands of elephants stepping on him.

Although his eyes were closed, he could see the whole picture of his surroundings clearly, and the word 'Dao' in his heart, after the blue light was gone, the word 'Dao' on the battlefield was also completely revealed.

"Three lives and all things!"

The last roar shook thousands of miles, like a giant swinging a giant axe to open the sky.

With him as the center, hundreds of thousands of gods and Buddhas around him turned into ashes in an instant.

At this scene, both Rao is Heavenly Emperor and Rulai were frightened, and they were glad that they didn't approach Wen Bodhisattva just now.

The remaining more than 200 disciples and monks looked at the vacuum in disbelief.

In the center of that area, Wen Bodhisattva was no longer visible, and his cyan beads had already detonated.

But the huge word 'Dao' on the ground is still square, and it is not missing at all.

The battle continues.

The Holy Gate, there are still four hall masters left who are dead.

Han Qianmei fell, and before the sword was broken, Han Qianmei bought some time to detonate Xiao Fan's natal true yuan.

Wu Siya was decapitated, and she had no chance to detonate the cyan bead.

There are still a hundred immortal monks left.

But in less than ten minutes, as the last Immortal Sect Master fell, none of the Nether Cultivators survived.

On the battlefield, on Xiao Fan's side, he was still left, and Brother Wolf and Da Zhuang were left.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Standing on the high corpse mountain, Brother Wolf smiled coldly, helpless, angry, and sad, all of which were vented in this sneer.

On the two corpse mountains, he and Da Zhuang took out cyan beads at the same time, facing the army of gods and Buddhas who continued to besiege them. There was no trace of fear in their eyes, only anger and murderous intent.

"Detonating can take away a lot of you. ”

"But how can there be a happy demon. ”

"Die! I'm going to kill you until the last moment!"

"I don't care where you are a demon, I give my soul to you, I want to be a demon!"

Two Natal True Elements flew overhead.

"I'm going to be enchanted!"

I saw that on the battlefield, countless grievances came out of the ground, and were sucked into the body by Brother Wolf and Da Zhuang at a rapid speed.

The eyes that were originally clear and bright became blood-red.

Two gloomy sneers seemed to come from above the Nine Heavens, and the gods and Buddhas of the Nine Heavens were all shocked by these two evil sneers.

Xiao Fan turned his head and looked at it, and his eyes widened suddenly.

I saw two extremely ugly monsters, bigger than the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, standing on the mountain of corpses.

As soon as they stomped their feet, they shook the gods and Buddhas to death, and as soon as they raised their hands, they made the gods and Buddhas chill.

Countless vast amounts of mana shot at them, but they didn't take a step back or hurt them in the slightest.

Killing ten people in one step, those two monsters are constantly advancing, and they are about to kill the gods and Buddhas before they stop.

In the face of these two monsters, the gods and Buddhas were also frightened, and there were gods and Buddhas who rushed up to destroy these two monsters before, but no one dared to take a step forward at this time.

In the end, they could only retreat desperately.

Xiao Fan stuck Qing Feng on the ground, Qing Feng's blue light had completely dimmed, there was no longer a trace of green light, and it became an ordinary sword.

And Xiao Fan seemed to be frozen in place, his eyes blank.

His pupils had lost any fluctuations, and his head was blank, a sign of delirium.

"You've lost!"

Two figures appeared across from him, one in an imperial robe and the other in a golden robe.

"Did I lose?"

Xiao Fan didn't bow his head, but his gaze stayed on the ground and asked mechanically.

"Yes, you lost!"

The Heavenly Emperor said calmly, but underneath his calmness was the excitement that he tried to restrain himself.

"You're wrong, I haven't lost yet!"

"There are still two fighting over there, and if they don't fall, I won't lose!"

"Even if they fall, I'm the only one left, I don't fall, you ......"

"I didn't win!"

Between the palm of Xiao Fan's right hand, a cyan light suddenly flashed, and this light was no longer bright enough.

But his eyes suddenly had murderous intent again.