The scene is too cruel, this is not a civil war of the same race like the Great War of the Ten Thousand Worlds, but a fight between life and death. However, none of Xu Yangyi and the three made a move.

Growth must come at a price, even if it is a cost. The kindness of the woman will only bury them in this merciless starry sky.

And Xu Yangyi's eyes flickered, and he couldn't figure out why the picture of Nanhua's butterfly mother appeared just now. These primordial ...... It's as if it's waking up something.

"Have you found the other party's saint?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Nope. Zhao Ziqi's eyes have been opened: "It's too well hidden, I'm afraid it can only lead the snake out of the hole." ”

The first thing to do is to be able to eat the strength of this "aid", and what the other party is showing now is not enough.

None of the Venerable Saints appeared, the seven major star destroyer motherships were too void, and the other party's too void was also without a trace.

Waiting......

The other side is waiting, waiting for the turn of the battle. Wait for the opportunity to kill the return of the goose with one hit.

They were also waiting, waiting for the moment when the other party's primordial saint appeared, waiting for an opportunity for a lightning decapitation.

The battlefield has entered the white heat, and humans and monsters are like intertwined wolf teeth, biting each other fiercely. With a loud shout with all his strength, "Suffer death!!" one after another aura converged on the top of the cabin, forming a majestic cloud cave, and under the thousands of meters of cloud cave, the thunder god was correct!

"Squeak squeak!!" "Roar!!" A piece of Taichu was swallowed by the Thunder Sea, and a hundred-meter phantom of the fairy wind Dao bone unfolded, his face was blurred, and a huge gourd flew out behind him, he bowed towards the gourd, and suddenly, the void fluctuated slightly, and the thousands of voids in front of him instantly turned into two.

There was a white lotus floating, the petals were colorful, the sea of fire rose out of thin air, and the white lotus demon in the fire was not a group, and it forced back the original front.

All the monks finally got a chance to breathe, and the defense that had been like a storm just now was so fast, so fast that there was still the sound of their hearts beating in their ears. However, before they could catch their breath, all the monks gasped in unison. The realm is low, and a trace of fear has appeared in his eyes.

No stopping!

Under the bombardment of such a fierce group of supernatural powers, Tai Chu still rushed over one after another, and what was even more terrifying was ...... Those Taichu who had been burned and trampled into minced meat were still crawling, desperately condensing towards one place. Now many of the primordials who had died before had risen again.

This is the terrible nature of the beginning.

Lian Qi Taichu is cannon fodder, Zhuji is also cannon fodder, Jin Dan, Yuan Ying is still cannon fodder! If the other party is not completely wiped out, the vast sea of races can even be theoretically annihilated!

Yuan Ying, led by the "Dead ......", watched the pieces of meat in front of him accumulate again, and a kind of powerless despair surged into his heart, facing the immortal black tide that made the ground tremble, he took a deep breath, clenched the giant shield, and roared with all his courage: "Defend the formation gate to the death!!"

"Whew!!"

With this sound, the shield army in front did not retreat, but advanced, pressing towards the black tide that surged again.

"Wei!" "Wei!!" "Wei!" "Wei!" The Qi Refiners gritted their teeth, threw away their cowardice for a moment, and roared angrily, grabbed the magic weapon in their hands, and followed the steel torrent in front of them to advance head-on.

The indifference of immortality and the courage of the moment are intertwined into the boundary of blood and fire. The unanimous shouting and the tyrannical roar of the primordial continued to sound, and the Vajra Phantom was blooming with dazzling brilliance all the time. Twenty minutes, thirty minutes, forty minutes...... Another hour was almost over, and the whole phantom had been crumbling by the impact, but the last layer of light curtain seemed thin, but it was like a leaf in a storm, and it was still not shattered after several bumps.

Behind Taichu, several frightened and angry eyes stared at the battlefield, they couldn't believe that this was just a new Ding, they didn't even know how to kill Taichu, they could actually last so long under their own hands!

But they also know that this is the bulkhead. It's a double-edged sword. The geographical conditions limited the beginning to rush in so much, point-to-point, face-to-face, and the three sects could only meet so much at one time. But as long as the initial wave of head-on attacks can completely shatter the opponent's defense, the opponent will not be able to escape.

However, can they do it?

They don't have a bottom in their hearts, not at all. Once the saint made a move, the three of them would definitely make a move, they thought of the death of the previous passer, and thought of the other party's ride, and they simply pressed down the tyrannical killing intent in their hearts.

Wait......

Can only wait.

Or......

Several eyes looked at the vast void behind them, just behind a certain broken plane, and two spiritual powers that only they could feel, majestic as a galaxy, were sleeping quietly there under the cover of hundreds of Shadow Primordial.

It was a shadow hell that Guanghua would never reach.

"Haven't you found it yet?" In the crowd, Chu Zhaonan clenched the king of Hades and gritted his teeth and asked.

Beside them, the monks who had been replaced in turn, pranayama with pale faces, many monks had been molested for less than a few minutes and immediately returned to their original positions, there were already several Jin Dan coma, and Yuan Ying was only struggling to support it. In the war between the monks and the primordial emperor, it is impossible to have the initial casualties, but once the monks' formation is broken, the next thing is a massacre.

After hours of fierce battles, the monks of the lower four realms had almost emptied their spiritual power, and now they were only supported by a spirit spirit. If there is no sudden change in the tide of battle, they must strike

But ahead is the endless ocean of the primordial ocean, if the location is not determined, it is simply wishful thinking to walk through here to find the other party's saints!

"No!" Zhao Ziqi bit his lip fiercely: "They have been avoiding me! I only feel that there are more than three or four! The spiritual power is not weak, but it has never been able to find it!"

At this moment, a spiritual power fluctuation suddenly appeared in mid-air, and then a voice suddenly appeared.

"The seventeenth, eighty-third, sixty-fourth, ninety-two, seventy, and fifth gates are closed, and all the second-level sects will immediately rush to the aid of the seventh, first, and twenty-ninth passages......"

The scene was suddenly silent, and the sudden silence in the battlefield came unexpectedly, and the siren charms in the ship's cabins in all directions were still flickering desperately, highlighting the eerie silence here.

That's not tranquility.

Rather, it is the eve of the storm.

The five entrances have been recaptured by the Return of the Goose, and reinforcements from the Seven Realms are on their way. There were only two choices in the beginning.

Either retreat or give it a go.

The hoarse voice of the message echoed through the passage hundreds of meters wide, and the three of them raised their heads, and their divine senses were dispersed, just in contact with the ten divine senses that were no longer concealed on the opposite side.

The answer is obvious.

The thirteen holy spirit senses were staggered in the air, and the killing intent was boiling in the cold, and the primordial behind was already in chaos, as if some huge creature was waking up. One by one, the black figures were pulled away in place, and the fuse/cable was already burning rapidly. The killing intent of the Saint Honor level was revealed, and the three sect monks below were stunned, and then one of the monks raised his head to the sky and shouted, "Everyone! Resist! Hold on!!"

This is a Jin Dan, his voice was hoarse, he wanted to say something more, but he didn't have any strength at all, he just trembled and raised his spear, put it on the big shield, and said hoarsely: "Wei!!"

"Kill!!" Almost at the same time, the silent fuse/rope came to an end, and the Ten Divine Divine Aura burst out from the back of the primordial realm......! All of them were red-eyed, and their bodies were distorted sharply.

"Hold on!" There was a roar from the front line of the King Kong Phantom, and in the next second, countless ripples swayed on the phantom, and a terrifying self-explosion spark turned into a terrifying shockwave that swept the audience.

This time the explosion was so violent and incessant, it was the signal of the other side, and it was the signal of the other side to take it at all costs. Wave after wave, wave after wave, endlessly. The monk in front of him closed his eyes and felt the world tremble. A few seconds ago, they could barely stand, I don't know how long it took, there was a crisp sound in this roaring world, and they didn't have time to exclaim, the shield team, the spear team, the bow and crossbow team...... Already like pieces of paper are blown away hundreds of meters!

The King Kong Phantom finally collapsed completely in a tsunami-like, self-detonation at any cost!

"You ...... Damn it!!" At the same time, a hateful voice resounded through the void, and the moment the phantom collapsed, the pieces of Taichu behind were swept out by a huge black shadow like a snake. Hundreds of tentacles stretched out like lightning and stabbed at all the monks in the air.

The losses were too great, and before the battle, of course they had predicted what they would do if they encountered the six saint primordial spirits, the green lantern venerable, and these top ten honored saints. But it is impossible to pay such a big price. Now the price has exceeded their expectations.

Here it comes!

The Primordial Saint, who was hiding and hiding, finally couldn't bear it because of the order that turned the battlefield upside down. Xu Yangyi Huo Ran got up, and in order to kill these ten saints, he specially left a hole card.

"What a big breath!" However, someone is faster than him! A figure suddenly rushed out, and the two spears soared into the sky, the shadow of the gun flickered, and all the tentacles that entered the forbidden area turned into flying ashes.

The painful voice of "Zi !!" was heartbreaking, but at the same time as the tentacles retracted, the nine stars pierced through the sky and rushed straight to the army of the Seven Realms. The first is a female humanoid monster in a white cloak, with a charming woman on the left and a skinned man on the right, dancing in a white robe. The left hand jade net bottle, the right hand willow branch. His eyes were full of anger and stared at the three figures in front of him, his mouth opened to an incredible size of one meter, and he roared angrily: "Kill! Leave no one behind!!"

"Death!" a thirty-meter-tall, human-like primordial saint, with thousands of hands behind him, with a burst of shouts, circles of blue corrugated knives scraped through the air, and the void was neatly cut in its roar.

Ten divine powers rushed in, the wind was blowing, Chu Zhaonan took a deep breath, and suddenly roared, the left spear dragon flew to the sky, and the right spear phoenix Panni. The dragon and phoenix phantom rotated into a magnificent Tai Chi, and it resisted the ten holy divine powers head-on!

Thundered!!

The narrow space was instantly transformed, the light filled the sky, and after half a second dissipated, his figure stood in the void like King Kong, and a hundred-meter Arhat phantom loomed behind him, with a dragon on the left and a phoenix on the right.

General to general, soldier to soldier, needle tip to Maimang, the vast aura swaying space, he held two guns, pointing at the other party's eight figures: "Come." ”

"Who will come to grandpa's death?"