No one thought that the strife in the Dragon Island Empire would enter the final battle so soon. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

If you look down from an extremely high altitude, you will find that in the entire territory of the Dragon Island Empire, there are three Armageddons going on at the same time.

One is near the imperial capital of the Dragon Island Empire, 'Longao City', one is near the 'Zhongxing City' in the middle section, and the other is near the 'Longwei City' in the tail section.

The scale of these three decisive battles is very huge, and the number of people on both sides participating in the battle is more than tens of millions, and the momentum is magnificent!

Don't talk about the other two, just talk about Zhongxing City.

Not long after Ding Fan rushed into the mountains and forests, he found that the two immortals and demons were fighting, and he sneaked into the crowd silently, fighting hard.

But soon, he discovers a problem that shocks him.

His strength has actually shrunk!

Obviously, it is the tenth-layer psychic realm of the Quenching Realm, but now it can only exert the strength of the eighth-layer Dirty Cultivation Realm of the Quenching Realm, and its strength has dropped by a lot.

In the past, one punch was enough to have the strength of one or two hundred horses, but now it is like an ordinary eighth-layer master of the Quenching Realm, and he can only exert the power of three to five horses!

"It's ...... What's going on?" Ding Fan was shocked.

I can't even transform, everything seems to have returned to the state before the Nine Shadows Divine Personality woke up!

"Why did my strength fall back again?Could it be related to the awakening of the Nine Shadows Emperor?" Ding Fan immediately thought of a possibility, but he couldn't be sure if it was right.

He wanted to find a place to check and think about it right away, but now that there were wars going on everywhere, he simply didn't have the time or the chance.

Before he mixed into the team, he didn't know that his strength had shrunk, and after he mixed in, it would be difficult to get out again.

Not to mention that the enemy would not give him this opportunity, even fellow disciples of the Taixu Sect would pull him to fight together.

"There is no choice but to fight desperately! I can only think about it when the war is over...... Fortunately, the disciples of the Great Martial Ding family have all fainted in the Nine Shadows Godhead, I have no worries, but I can throw away all distractions and give it a go!"

Ding Fan picked up a swallow of water, picked up a Taixu sword left on the ground by other Taixu Sect disciples, and bravely entered the demon army. (This chapter has been updated)

Flutter!

Ding Fan stabbed a sword into the armor of a demon man, stabbing a large hole in his chest, and then, the sword was drawn, and with a flick, it left a deep sword mark on the thigh of another demon man, and blood sprayed directly.

Ding Fan unleashed all kinds of sharp swordsmanship again and again.

Picking, wiping, splitting, stabbing, clouding...... Ding Fan's swordsmanship has gradually reached a realm of unity between heaven and man, which seems to be rough, but sharp and ruthless, seemingly clumsy, but fast as wind and rain.

None of the demons were his enemies.

It's often a sword kill!

Ding Fan is like a killing god, and like a killing machine, his whole body has been dyed red by the blood of the enemy, but his swordsmanship is becoming more and more exquisite, sharp and tragic.

Ding Fan's fighting experience suddenly became more and more abundant.

Watching the lives extinguished under his sword, and the demons being stabbed to death by himself, Ding Fan's spirit suddenly became more acute, and he even felt the breath of the revenant!

The primordial spirit seed in his mind was also quietly running, and a trace of invisible revenant spirit was sucked into it.

Ding Fan didn't know all this.

He has gone crazy now, and has completely turned into a killing god, constantly harvesting the lives of others.

The demon army besieging Zhongxing City this time is all the demon army entrenched on the sand island, there are more than 20 million demons, including 100,000 disciples of the Demon Sect, all of them are fierce and brave, killing people like hemp, with excellent weapons, as well as powerful spiritual weapons, and masters like clouds!

And the defenders of Zhongxing City also have more than 10 million people, but the disciples of Taixu Sect only have 20,000, but the strength of the top masters is about the same, and the number of people is roughly the same.

Therefore, the two sides can fight so evenly and fiercely!

Ding Fan's strength has shrunk, and he can only exert the strength of the eighth layer of the ordinary Quenching Realm, but fortunately, his physical strength is still much longer than that of the ordinary Quenching Realm eighth-layer master, otherwise, he would have been tired and lying down.

So many people, there are armies everywhere besieged and killed!

Random guns and knives are really impossible to prevent, and the sword has no eyes!

Ding Fan has almost encountered mortal danger several times!

If it weren't for his quick reflexes, and the Taixu Sword in his hand was a nine-mortal level sword, which could sharpen iron like mud and resist the attacks of ordinary spiritual weapons, if he wasn't clever enough, he picked up a feather coat from the dead Taixu Sect disciple, and at the same time picked up a set of armor from the Demon Sect disciple to resist the attacks of various bright arrows and dark swords, he would have been hacked to death more than ten times.

Rao was like this, and he had scars all over his hands and legs.

Fortunately, his strength has only shrunk, but his body's self-healing ability has not weakened, and his recovery power is still strong enough, so he did not die because of too much bleeding.

However, there were other disciples of the Taixu Sect who died due to excessive bleeding beside him, or they used hemostatic talismans again and again to repair the wounds on their bodies.

The hemostatic spirit rune, as long as it passes the assessment of the disciples of the outer sect of the Taixu Sect, will be given by the sect, which is a kind of use of various elixir juices, permeated with a certain amount of heaven and earth spiritual power, and then, after the disciples who know how to draw the spirit rune carefully drawn.

This kind of spirit rune is very convenient to use, as long as it is stimulated, throw it into the wound, and the elixir juice and heaven and earth spiritual power in the spirit rune will be automatically applied to the wound immediately, so that the wound can heal quickly, build muscle and stop bleeding, and the effect is wonderful!

"Be careful! brother!"

Suddenly, just when Ding Fan was slightly distracted, a scimitar glowing with a faint blue light appeared in his eyes like a ghostly waning moon.

Woowoo......

Like a ghost crying, like a soul crying, it's creepy.

At this time, Ding Fan's hair stood on end, and he could only watch the knife light slash towards his head, all the moves were too late at this moment, and his brain was blank!

At this moment, a disciple of the Taixu Sect beside him suddenly took out his sword and struck it on the sword light like an electric wipe piercing the clouds, knocking it five inches off, which could be slashed through Ding Fan's ear and cut off a lot of Ding Fan's hair.

Ding Fan escaped death and couldn't help but take a long breath.

This was the closest he had come to death, and the primordial seed in his mind immediately began to work faster with a sense of enlightenment.

"Don't be distracted when fighting! You only have the strength of the eighth layer of the Quenching Body Realm, and it is easy to die in such a battle, so you should fight with me." At this time, the disciple of the Taixu Sect who saved him spoke.

Ding Fan glanced at it, his eyes lit up, and he said in his heart: "What a beautiful woman!"

Since he was a child, Ding Fan has also seen many beauties, among which Ding Ziying is the most beautiful, but this disciple of Taixumen in front of him is slightly better than Ding Ziying, it is really a city and a country!

However, the only fly in the ointment is that this woman is too cold.

Whether it is the expression, the tone of the voice, or the move of the sword, it makes people feel a piercing coldness.

"In Xia Ding Fan, thank you girl for coming to the rescue, I wonder if the girl can see the name?" Ding Fan said with a smile.

My name is Hao Bingbing. As the woman spoke, she killed two more demons.

"Are you a disciple of the Hao family?" Ding Fan was taken aback.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm kind enough to let you follow me, otherwise, I won't bother to care about you. Hao Bingbing glared at Ding Fan impatiently.

Ding Fan said: "Don't you know me?"

Hao Bingbing glared at him again and said contemptuously: "Are you very famous?

"Uh...... This ......" Ding Fan suddenly blushed.

He originally thought that Hao Bingbing was a disciple of the Hao family, so he should have heard of his Ding Fan's name, after all, not long ago, the two of them had an unpleasant quarrel.

But he never expected that Hao Bingbing really didn't know him, and let him touch a nail that was not big or small.

Ding Fan stopped talking nonsense at the moment, and followed Hao Bingbing and killed the enemy with her.