Chapter Two Thousand and Thirty-Nine: The Divine Dragon Kills the Enemy, the Scarlet World!
"Why did I have to take Houpu outside to clean up after my head just now?" a drop of cold sweat appeared on the monk's forehead.
Now, like those cultivators, if he wants to go back, he can only go through the Heavenly Trench Canyon.
It's just that now, it has become a meat grinder-like existence, even if it is an entry-level powerhouse, I am afraid that it will be difficult to reap the benefits under the crazy attack of 200,000 cultivators, so they can only escape.
The monk is not yet at the level of initiation, once he falls into it, he will definitely die!
"Amitabha, the poor monk can't go back! Come on, the ancient martial arts world!" the monk shouted loudly.
On the side of the Ancient Martial Arts Realm, the ghost disciples sneered and shouted, "Have you had fun?"
The monk was suddenly excited: "Little ghost, I knew you would worry about me! Don't worry, I'm fine, Hou Pu has been killed by me!"
As soon as these words came out, many people were shocked.
'' dead!
Is it really big?
Listening to the terrible level of Hou Pu's screams before, it seems that it is really painful, that is, this monk is probably really ...... Big!
"Ahhh
The screams rang out, and everyone quickly gathered their minds.
How can you be distracted by the current war?
"Okay! If you don't kill 10,000 people, don't come back!" the ghost gritted his teeth.
The monk's heart burst out: "10,000 people? I am still a monk after all! I am still vulgar! When will 10,000 people have to be killed? When will the Buddha not want me anymore!"
"It's like the Buddha wants to pass you, even a man will get it, I'm sorry!"
The monk looked confused, when did I get a man? Hasn't the little ghost revealed whether it is a man or a woman?
"Kill this monk! He is a master of the ancient martial arts world, and killing him can effectively hit the morale of the ancient martial arts world!" Secretly, Zhou Ying, who was wearing a black dress and a black veil mask, whispered to a person beside him with resentment in his eyes.
"Come, a thousand, hunt down the monk!" one of the commanders shouted.
"No, 10,000 people! Didn't the Ancient Martial Realm let him kill 10,000 people? Then let him kill and see!" Zhou Ying sneered: "10,000 people block the surrounding area, so that he has no way to escape." ”
"You're pretty and you're right about everything. The brown-skinned man smiled and waved his hand: "Go to 10,000 people!"
"Kill!"
10,000! Although it is not as good as 200,000, it is also a large area of black pressure, rushing towards the mountain where the monk is.
The monk's face turned green in an instant.
10,000 people, standing there and killing him can be exhausted!
Ants bite elephants to death, this is by no means nonsense, the monk is now outside the ancient martial arts world, and if he is not careful, he is in danger of being beaten to death by a group.
"Amitabha! My Buddha is compassionate!" the monk whispered to the Buddha, his eyes were shining, his body arched slightly, and he shouted like an angry Vajra: "Come on!"
After roaring, the monk's internal energy ran wildly, turned around, and ran away!
A fool has a head on 10,000 people.
In the Heavenly Trench Canyon, countless cultivators were crazy to attack, and the scene was extremely shocking, like zombies in science fiction movies.
Moreover, cultivators are more terrifying than zombies, not only are they more powerful, but they also have thinking and wisdom, and they understand tactics.
On the huge colorful barrier, cracks have already emerged, and I don't know how many attacks I have withdrew, and no matter how strong the formation is, it will be worn out.
"Spirit Refining Secret Array!"
Suddenly, there was a loud roar.
Buzz Buzz......
In the piercing humming sound, countless blood-colored beams of light rose into the sky.
There are too many beams, dense, I'm afraid there are no less than 10,000!
These beams of light were connected to each other in mid-air, forming a complex circular formation, and each beam outlined a complex rune.
Thundered!
The dark night sky seemed to be dyed red, and there was a muffled thunder, resounding through the heavens and the earth.
"Lian!"
In the midst of the crazy roar, this huge formation pressed down towards the Heavenly Trench Canyon.
The terrifying suction and pulling power made all the cultivators stagger, looking at the blood-colored formation that was slowly pressed down in horror, and their legs trembled.
On the martial artist's side, the same is true, every martial artist was horrified, and looked at the colorful barrier covering their heads in disbelief, and under the sucking and pulling of the blood-colored formation, it shattered.
"Kill!"
Princess Diao really deserved to be the commander, reacted quickly, and immediately organized powerful warriors to rush forward at the moment when the barrier shattered.
The pass of the Tianqian Gorge is the last line of defense, and the other party must not be allowed to break through, otherwise, the western Tibetan Plateau will be defeated.
The ghost disciples, Su Zixuan, and Luo Liuli, the three of them blocked the end of the canyon for the first time.
"I'll do it first. Su Zixuan's figure jumped: "Ang!"
The Heaven-Shaking Dragon, a green oriental dragon, reappeared.
The dragon's body was ten zhang long, winding through the air, the monstrous dragon's mouth opened, and a mouthful of dark green mist surged towards the opposite side.
"Ahh
All cultivators who were contaminated by the mist, even if they were at the Martial Venerable level, let out a miserable scream, and their skin was festering all over their bodies.
This dark green mist is corrosive and poisonous!
Soon, the stench gathered in the entire Trench Canyon, and the thousands of people who flocked in the canyon could not hide, and were corroded.
But at this moment, above the head, the Spirit Refining Secret Array, the terrifying suction reappeared, and the mist that filled the canyon was all absorbed.
"Get it on!"
The enemy commander was overjoyed and gave the order again.
"Kill!"
The war has begun, and everyone must not retreat, otherwise they will be deserters, and they will be immediately killed by the strong people hiding in the crowd, and the families of the deserters will also die without a place to bury.
Compared with dying by oneself or dying with the whole family, I believe that everyone's choice is the former.
The cultivators went crazy and kept pounding.
Su Zixuan turned into a green divine dragon, killing like crazy, and in the end, even the scales on his body became killing weapons.
When the thousands of people in the canyon were emptied again, the winding dragon body disappeared, Su Zixuan was soaked in sweat, fell down weakly, and was hugged by Luo Liuli.
"I don't have the strength. Su Zixuan smiled hard.
"After killing more than 3,700 enemies, you have a good rest, don't move the fetus, and look at me next." Luo Liuli smiled.
Princess Diao personally took Su Zixuan down to rest, Luo Liuli's gray dress floated, countless blood-colored tattoos condensed on her body, and a pair of blood-colored light wings stretched out from her back, as if completely unfolded, covering the sky and the sun!
But soon, Luo Liuli retracted her wings, and there were less than two meters left.
"Everything in the sky, the sea of blood rises and falls!"
An inconspicuous blood ball flew out of Luo Liuli's heart.
The Heavenly Trench Canyon, which was filled with countless corpses and blood, had countless blood streaks, overwhelmingly surging towards the blood balls in Luo Liuli's hands.
"Kill!"
Cultivators are still not afraid of the impact of death, they are already involuntarily self-conscious, they may not die if they enter, but they will die if they retreat.
In the despair of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, fight for a chance to live!
It's a pity that Luo Liuli is destined not to give them this opportunity.
"Blood World!"
In the high-pitched and sharp shouting, the blood ball in Luo Liuli's hand, which had absorbed countless blood, suddenly exploded.
In the next second, the whole world seemed to turn red, red like blood.
Poof!
Every cultivator who rushed madly rushed towards him, the blood on his body seemed to be pulled and rushed out on its own, and soon his body dried up and fell to the ground.
One, two, three...... Countless!
When all the people who rushed forward, even the Martial Venerable-level powerhouses fell, more than 100,000 cultivators all stopped in horror.
(End of chapter)