Wen Yu's eyes almost narrowed into a line, his face was pale, and he couldn't remember the last time he was so angry.

At this moment, seeing Wen Yiming raise his hand and swallow a bottle of potion in one gulp, before he could speak, he suddenly felt a pain in his mind, and a special energy entered his body, which actually made his words come back vividly, and his reason was a little confused.

How could Wen Yiming wait until Wen Yi was ready, the aura of the blessing of the realm force covered the whole audience, and no transmission could escape his ears, and the transmission had already made Yan Ruhua prepare to leave.

He clearly knew that even if Wen Siwen Nian left today, they would not be able to retreat safely, neither the top sect nor the identity of the extreme god of war could withstand such a provocation.

As soon as the Tyrant God Mixture Fang entered his mouth, he launched the Boundary Force Punishment, and the Dragon and Tiger Forbidden Fury were released at the same time, and the momentum rose almost like a jump.

The aura had already shared high-level martial arts such as the Dragon Soul and the Demon Empire, and at this moment, seeing Wen Defeat, he frowned slightly, and suddenly burst out.

"Kill, don't leave chickens and dogs!"

As soon as the word 'kill' came out, the atmosphere in the entire square was already tense to the extreme, no one thought that Wen Yiming would be defeated in Wen, and the three extreme war gods Li Hanwen and Li Xiuzhu would rise up first.

The six thousand giant crossbows that were ready to be launched were already hungry and thirsty, and they had been rattling under the heavy machinery and the abundance of rich spiritual power.

Wen Yiming said the word 'kill', which instantly ignited the audience.

'Boom, boom, boom...'

Heavy spears of different directions and angles on the left and right roared out with unparalleled momentum in the rattling sound of the giant crossbow, and the strong wind swept for a while.

At the same time, the Demon Empire Regiment, which had condensed Zhenyuan for a long time, plus the high-level of the natural disaster, the martial cultivators above the Martial King, and the Zhenyuan big hands gathered in the sky from all directions, and suppressed it violently, and the momentum was extremely thin, and the air within a radius of several thousand meters exploded again and again as if it was overwhelmed.

The Thundering Army and the Alien Army all released sword qi, and among them, no less than thousands of small Cheng artistic conceptions bombarded out.

Wen Yu roared wildly, his arms vibrated wildly during the extreme speed landing, and the right side of the protection of the True Yuan Gang Qi Limit was subjected to bombardment.

Although Li Hanwen received Wen Defeat's request, he did not go all out, but only took a symbolic action with Li Xiuzhu to help him defend, and more to protect the martial arts of Sunset Valley.

The rest of the people in the field had already woken up in the roar of the giant crossbow, and they were in a mess, and all the people under the Martial Saint were fleeing frantically, some were directly teleporting, and some were resisting with all their might, as the Martial Saint and the God of War, they naturally would not leave the field, and they all rose up to resist in the shouting.

Below the Tianwen Palace and the martial cultivators of the setting sun, more than ten gods of war, nearly sixty martial saints, and many martial kings, dozens of true yuan gang qi protection rose from the sky.

This is strong enough, but the group bombardment of the natural calamity, in addition to the six thousand giant crossbows blasting out tens of thousands of violent heavy spears, no less than two hundred incomparably condensed True Yuan big hands fell from the sky, and all the natural calamity soldiers slashed out swords, sword qi, and all kinds of martial arts, even if there were three extreme gods of war to support the field, this first wave of group attacks also showed a state of crushing from a high-altitude dive.

In the distance, the Jiantu Peak looked at the crowd and was already petrified, and in today's continent, there are a few people who have seen this kind of battle, and they all hold their breath, and their hearts are cold at this moment.

How could Wen Yiming let the first wave of this raid return in vain, the killing intent realm opened, the essence blood suddenly exploded, under the effect of the tyrant god mixture, the violent murderous aura was almost condensed into substance, the first thing was to instantly lock all the gods of war in the place, and the rest of the power was to take care of the martial saint.

Yan Ruhua and Sikong Yuncong, who had not been affected by the image of the Killing Intent Realm, were waiting for this moment at any time, rolling up the people of the Creative Arts Pavilion and teleporting out.

And at this moment, Wen Defeat's eyes flashed with horror, and the essence of the True Yuan Gang Qi was directly dimmed under the middle of the fifth layer of the Cultivation of the Low God of War.

Li Hanwen was no exception, the strength of the peak of the seventh layer strangely landed in the middle of the sixth layer, and the protection true element was also fluctuating.

Li Xiuzhu was newly promoted to the Extreme God of War, and even his cultivation had not yet been consolidated, and he fell directly into the middle of the third layer of the God of War.

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the locked God of War and Martial Saint, and the Martial Cultivation of the God of War under the third layer of the God of War all fell below the Great Realm, not to mention the Martial Saint, whose strength plummeted.

The martial cultivators who participated in the protection were all flustered at this moment, and wanted to teleport out, because according to rough estimates, their group defense had dropped by almost one-third of their strength.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, the one who had the strength to teleport was locked by the Killing Intent Domain and panicked, losing the best opportunity, and the Wu Xiu who was not locked by the Killing Intent Domain did not have the strength to be instantly moved out.

Before I could think about it, a series of roars and explosions sounded.

The sonic thunderous explosions were so dense that they spread far away in the shockwaves filled with smoke and dust, and thunderous loud noises could be heard from tens of miles away.

And the next moment, several mushroom clouds that flew straight into the sky, with countless miserable howls, blood and flesh flew in the smoke and dust, rendering the mushroom clouds crimson and dazzling, and murderous.

The entire Tianwen Square began to collapse, and large areas of rock formations and boulders could be seen on the two main peaks, shaking the mountain like an earthquake.

The buildings close to each other have collapsed in the aftermath of the bombardment from both sides, and the main hall of Tianwen Palace behind the two squares is also clicking, the glazed tiles are crackling and shattering, the walls are cracked and cracked, and the surrounding trees are broken one by one, and the sound of destruction is endless.

At this moment, countless people in Dongsen could see it in the same place, and the sky above Tianwen Palace seemed to be setting off fireworks with blood.

Wen Yu didn't need to look at the scene to already know that the entire Tianwen Palace Gate people were afraid that except for the martial cultivators in the Martial King Period, there were not many left, and only some of the low-level martial cultivators were protected by the God of War and the Martial Saint.

Wen Yiming's eyes were about to crack, his eyes were red, and he had just let out a wild roar, Wen Yiming, who had already stepped onto the Howling Moon, shook his arms, bent his knees and knelt down on the deck, his fists slammed into the solid deck, his whole face was like a violent beast, his long hair danced wildly between his heads, and the group howls broke out beyond the limit.

The best tyrannical concoction has raised his cultivation to the ninth layer of the Martial Saint, and the improvement of the entire seven layers of cultivation is indescribable for a martial cultivation like Wen Yiming, which is powerful and powerful, but his cultivation is still displayed in the second layer of the Martial Saint, but the various increases are rising surgingly.

Once the war starts, he will not leave his hand, although he has long sensed that there are quite a few martial cultivators in the scene who are dissatisfied with the defeat of Wen, but there is nothing he can do, this is a life-and-death battle, he will not risk the lives of his brothers and friends to satisfy the poor mercy.

The group howls of the extreme rampage shared nearly a thousand people, all of whom were high-level martial cultivators.

"Uh... Roar, roar, roar..."

The thunderous roar of thousands of people made the phantom of the dark gold storm bear in the sky magnified in an instant, condensed to almost real, the hair stood upside down, the violent eyes were full of the murderous aura of the desolation, and the pair of bear paws roaring on the ground were huge, and they seemed to come out synchronously in the roar of everyone's heavenly beasts, making the entire sky surge.

Thousands of people roared in unison, and the momentum could not be described with nine days of thunder, and everyone in a radius of thousands of miles was looking at the direction of the Tianwen Palace from afar at this moment.

A shock wave like a tsunami in the deep sea rushed out, surging outward like a thousand layers of waves, and the impact sound of a storm was aroused everywhere it passed.

The sound wave almost emitted a red glow of real murderous aura, and it recoiled instantly when it hit out.

'Buzz ——!'

The tremor and hum of the ancient bell reverberated backwards, and everywhere the sound wave passed, the whole body trembled slightly, as if the soul was frightened in the depths of the soul.

(End of chapter)