A thousand giant spirit warriors are tall and mighty, wearing black and gold battle armor and stepping out, holding high the battle axe, like black mountains, difficult to shake, the cold light on the blade of the battle armor axe, transmitting a hundred miles!

War!

At the same time, the 100,000 Ling Xiao troops also stood behind Ye Wushuang in unison, holding high the black war spear, cutting the sky, and the sound of the roar echoed sonorously, making the blood of countless emperors behind him boil!

"Lingxiao warriors, the soldiers are sharpened, for the sake of today's battle, this battle, not for life, not for death, just to kill a happy one, just to prove that my Lingxiao army is worthy of being an iron-blooded man, worthy of being an invincible army admired by the common people!"

Ye Wushuang said sonorously, and the loud voice spread all over 100,000 miles, millions of miles!

"For the master, fight!"

"To prove, fight!"

The 100,000 Lingxiao army roared wildly, the battle spirit was furious, and the sky was mighty, on this day, they waited too long, and the moment they became warriors, they were infused with the thinking of living for war, the so-called proof, one battle is enough!

"Djinn warriors, Panwu is willing to take the lead and fight for the Djinn clan!"

Panwu holds an ancient battle axe in his hand, and asks for battle!

"Accurate!"

Ye Wushuang opened his mouth and spit out, a thousand giant spirit warriors carried battle axes, when it was the brunt of it, if they didn't cut down the sky, the giant spirit clan would not be able to revive and rise, so they could only fight to the death.

"Ling Xiaojun, the wind is overwhelming! The sword is extraordinary! Smile to the sky! But ask for the last drop of blood!"

Jian Bufan and the other generals of the Ling Xiao Army stepped forward together, unanimously asked for battle, followed closely, took them as the vanguard, and fought only to prove it!

This kind of blood has infected all people, and in the face of the terrifying army of annihilation, they still charge forward and choose to fight, how can they retreat?

"The soldiers of the Emperor Holy Kingdom obey the order, kill!"

The emperor's eyes glared, stared straight ahead, and roared, and suddenly, the emperor's millions of soldiers all rushed forward to kill, fearless!

"The warriors of the Jiaolong clan, you are also Zheng Zheng men, how can you ever have the slightest fear, fight!"

Jiao Ming held a crimson halberd in his hand, straddling a slash, and suddenly all the dragon warriors with Jiaopeng as the leader rushed up to kill, and the edge of the soldiers shone in the cold light under the sky!

"Kill, kill the Emperor Mole Ant!"

100,000 miles away, a Celestial Pseudo-Saint's eyes bloomed indifferently, pulled out an ancient sword, and roared, and the world-destroying army swarmed like a monstrous wave, and the might of the military array killed and terrorized!

The distance of 100,000 miles, as if under the feet, the two sides soon collided together, and a pillar of blood was like a blood-colored canopy, rising to the sky!

"Qiang, Qiang!"

The collision of weapons, the light of swords and swords, all kinds of sonorous sounds are endless, all kinds of destruction of the holy light eyes of the sky, and the fluctuations of the battle are huge and terrifying, as if it is like two worlds fighting!

At the moment of the collision, the flesh and blood exploded all over the sky, limbs were all over the earth, and one after another figures fell down and were trampled under their feet.

"Kill!"

The roar of war, with a bang, the extraordinary invisible sword was pulled out, the snowflakes fell all over the sky, and the terrifying sword qi filled the sky, instantly obliterating a strong man in the sky, and the heads were cut off by the sword qi, and the blood pillars soared to the sky, dyeing the sky red.

"Kill these ants, kill them, and kill them all!" Countless sky-strong men roared, frantically slashing and slashing the emperor and other sky-cutting warriors who rushed up, one by one the warriors died of hatred, but they blocked the pace of the charge of the people behind them.

"Sharpen my war spear, cast my battle armor, dye my blood, throw my head, fight for a peace for the emperor, fight for a chance to survive for his wife, children and parents behind him, Ling Xiao's soldiers, are you afraid?"

The hoarse roar of the wind echoed on the battlefield, and the endless sword light tore apart the world-destroying army that rushed up, and the blood mist filled the sky, and the blood deeply stimulated the heart of every warrior!

"What is the Ling Xiao Army afraid of, fight!"

"Yes, fight, kill a pain, hahaha!"

Countless soldiers slashed and killed the soldiers of the heavens and the world, raised their heads and laughed wildly, sonorous blood, crazy killing, all of them were extremely brave, rushing to the forefront, even if the arm was cut off, the body was still indomitable, even if half of the body was split, the spear in the hand still penetrated the enemy's head, at this moment their belief is to kill happily!

And behind them, the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood piled up like mountains, the blood infected the earth, mountains and rivers, dyed red, and the strong smell of blood aroused the blood in the hearts of every Lingxiao warrior even more, and fought hard!

Such a group of iron-blooded tiger and wolf divisions that did not want to die shocked and surprised all the strong people in the sky, and the beings of the Taihuang Domain who killed behind them were even more encouraged, and their morale was great, and the Djinn Warriors and Lingxiao Warriors were like war machines that only knew how to kill the enemy bravely and never retreated, such an army was really terrifying.

"Refreshing, hahaha!"

Xiang Tianxiao cut off the head of an enemy, laughing wildly, and the blood-stained face could no longer see the appearance of a person.

"Tianxiao, today you and I will compare, who killed more people in the sky?"

Jian Bufan stepped forward, wiped out several strong people with one sword, and then turned his head to Xiang Tian and said with a smile.

"It's better to kill more people than to kill, it's better to fall first, if you fall, you will lose, if you don't fall, continue to kill!"

The sound of the wind echoed.

"Hahaha, good idea, it won't be me to be the first to fall!"

Jian Bufan laughed, free and easy with determination, today Benmei plans to live, a happy battle!

"Damn ants, I'm going to kill them!"

Standing behind the World Destroying Army, seeing that the people in the Taihuang Domain actually laughed wildly, they were furious, and one of the Heavenly Pseudo-Saints roared angrily, collapsing into the air, and killing towards the Ling Xiao Army and the Sword Bufan, countless Ling Xiao soldiers were wiped out in an instant, and there were no bones left.

"Djinn warriors fight you!"

Seeing this, Panwu raised his battle axe high and stared at the Firmament Pseudo-Saint who couldn't resist his move!

"No, the sword with an extraordinary sword, I haven't drunk the snow of the Firmament Pseudo-Saint yet, let me come by myself!"

The sword is extraordinary against the sky, like a peerless sword god, endless sword shadows are around, and the heavens and the earth are full of sword killing machines, together with that pseudo-holy war.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, the rest of the pseudo-saints in the sky also made a move in an instant, collapsed into the air, turned the sky with one palm, and slapped fiercely towards the invincible Ling Xiao army.

Roar!

Panwu roared, and the battle axe slashed through the air, slashing out, destroying one after another the sky-covering palm prints.

However, on the Firmament side, there are not only a dozen pseudo-saint powerhouses, but nearly a hundred, most of whom have awakened from their slumber, and the number of pseudo-saints on the firmament side has passed.

"This prince has booked one!"

The demon prince's eyes flashed with demonic vision, his demonic aura soared to the sky, his body trembled, his qi and blood boiled like a vast sea, and he rushed forward with the small flags of the four holy path soldiers on his head.

Ye Wushuang stood in the void, his eyes falling on the battlefield, with an indescribable slaughter!

Sheng Qiankun glanced at Ye Wushuang, and strode forward with the "blood of the saint" on his head.

"The blood of the saint predestined the lives of the three Heavenly Pseudo-Saints!"

The arrogant and domineering words echoed sonorously in everyone's ears, and the angry Sky Powerhouse had a pale face, predestined their lives, could they really be killed at will?

(End of chapter)

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