After the fusion of the six divine seals was completed, Wen Yiming's true yuan and spiritual power were not even half of them, and they almost bottomed out.

This is not that he has to do it in one go, but to calculate the time when the demon army is killed in a straight line detection, and he can only use this method to stop the collision of the demon army's thousand-mile charge, otherwise just the first wave of impact, the human camp will have countless casualties, and it will be an unbearable ending.

The land within a radius of 10,000 meters was shaken down by several fused six divine seals, and the smoke and dust did not disperse for a long time, making countless people stunned.

In less than three breaths, the dense sound of stomping sounded in the smoke and dust, which was shocking.

Just hearing its voice, you can know how majestic the formation of the demon army is.

And in the next second, the demons who rushed out of the smoke and dust made people breathe tightly.

All of them are tall and shaped like iron towers, no worse than the burly Yan Hong.

The eyes of the ten demon generals in front of them flashed with crimson light, like bloodthirsty pupils, seeping into people.

After that, more than 100 demons wielded battle axes, shook their huge feet and shook the ground, roaring and charging wildly, and their bodies were filled with faint smoke.

Behind him, there were all knives and axes, a bloodstained broken knife in his left hand, and a rough short-handled battle axe in his right hand, and the demonic energy drifted between the swings.

"Remote suppression ——!"

As Amon raised his arms and shouted, the high-altitude Wood Spirit Battleship resounded with a rattling of a winch, and the next moment heavy spears and crossbow arrows were densely suppressed.

'Buzz ——!'

The demon army of thousands of people shouted in unison, and the sound waves that shook out of their mouths carried a rich demonic qi, forming a gray-black defensive energy before the remote suppression came, as if it was a protective shield born out of thin air.

With a loud roar, heavy spears and crossbow arrows were forcibly stopped, scattered and fell crookedly.

Countless people's pupils constricted, and the charge of the demon army was not hindered by this, and they were still charging violently.

Wen Yiming felt a chill in his heart for no reason, how to fight?

The lowest-level demon sword and axe hands are all fourth-level combat power of the God of War, and most of them are at the cultivation of the extreme God of War.

His cultivation is indeed stepping into the peak God of War, and with the perfect fusion of the six god seals fused in pairs, his cultivation is still slowly rising, but his own high-level combat power is not much, his perception swept the audience, and the God of War in the camp is worth a dozen.

The only combat power that can really compete with it is Amon and Shepherd Boy Hai, even if he single-handedly takes over ten demon generals, this battle is still a complete defeat.

At this moment, the angry axe in mid-air has given up all defenses, and Yan Hong is fighting to the death, although Yan Hong, who has tried and cannot escape, although he is scarred and facing the danger of being killed at any time, he struggles to support two quarters of an hour and is completely no longer a problem.

The anxiety of the angry axe made Yan Hong feel good, but he couldn't stop laughing when he was bleeding all over his body.

"Slaves, lowly humans!"

Before he died, Yan Hong seemed to see the scene of the Battle Pavilion Pass being broken, and he was extremely fanatical.

Everyone felt a chill at this moment, and their eyes fell on Wen Yiming, even the shepherd boy sea.

How to keep?

This is a strong self-question that everyone has no answer in their hearts.

With his fists clenched, Wen Yiming, who was less than half a true element, looked in the direction of Roaring Island.

The three levels were broken, and the mainland fell.

Under the nest, there are no eggs!

Now, with this strength, he has no choice!

"Old man Shepherd, can you help me have no worries?"

Wen Yiming let out a low voice and took out a pill at the same time, but his eyes swept over Amon.

Soul Breaking Pill!

"Give me the back!"

Amon shook the chain knife, his eyes showed determination, and he didn't need to say anything in detail, he knew the instructor's intentions.

Although he didn't know what the effect of the pill in Wen Yiming's hand was, he knew that the pill that could lie in the palm of the instructor's hand at this moment must be a forbidden existence.

Shepherd Boy Hai took a deep look at Amon and Wen Yiming, and after hearing the tacit understanding between the dragon soul for a long time, eye contact would know its true meaning.

"If you are hit in the back, it means that the old man is dead!"

A gleam erupted in the shepherd boy's eyes, and the golden knife swung horizontally in front of his chest, and at the same time took a step back, guarding Wen Yiming's right rear flank.

Suddenly turning around, Wen Yiming raised his hand to swallow the Soul Breaking Pill, and without waiting for the medicinal power to rise, he yelled.

"The god of war stays, and the whole army retreats to the battle pavilion pass, defend it to the death!"

Pieces of fist bones exploded, and the eyes of the alien soldiers were red, and they still obeyed the order and quickly retreated with the other martial cultivators.

They all understand that although the number of the demon army charging in front of them is small, their combat effectiveness is not an existence that they can compete with.

If you are not at the fourth layer of the God of War, you don't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder.

Only ten gods of war remained, divided into two groups and stood behind Amon and the shepherd boy sea, with fear, panic, and determination in their eyes, but they all insisted on staying.

Without moving, a solemn and tragic aura has risen, making the hearts of countless people extremely heavy.

"Drumming ——!"

With a roar, Wen Yiming, who had exploded with medicinal power, had bulging blood vessels all over his body, and his green tendons bulging.

Shepherd Boy Hai and the others were shocked, and the sound of war drums gradually became fierce in their ears, but they could still hear Wen Yiming's 'whooshing' sound from top to bottom.

"The sound of blood flowing...... No, it's a true meta scroll ......"

Several gods of war were shocked.

'Bang ——!'

Wen Yiming, who was sitting on the horse with a steep waist, let out a dull shock, and then the white robe conjured up from his upper body turned into nothingness, revealing strong and strong tendons.

It was a violent thought born in Wen Yiming's mind, which led to the induction, causing the six god costumes to instantly break the white robe on his upper body.

At this moment, Wen Yiming felt that a large amount of spiritual power in his mind was converging towards the Chaos Nebula, and faintly, a powerful energy leaked out from the Chaos Nebula, and it disappeared into his body in an instant.

A familiar feeling, that is the energy that was activated when the Sea of Clouds without Return fought against Situ Qianji.

Don't......

It's really soul power.

Soul Breaking Pill, which extracts the power of the soul, causes attacks to produce attribute damage, and even the destructive power formed by the mysteries.

Before that, he couldn't understand what the effect of the Soul Breaking Pill was, but now he understood, he didn't need a deep understanding, he just needed to imagine that he had broken through the realm of Situ Qianjian with one shot before, and the effect brought by the Soul Breaking Pill could be imagined.

The distractions in my mind were fading away, and only one thought was purifying and purifying.

Slaughter!

The demon army was close at hand, Wen Yiming bent his bow like an arrow from a string, his eyes locked in front, and the killing machine flashed, and he was red.

'Buzz...'

The dragon lance dragged behind him, making a trembling sound.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

The strong killing intent in his mind was extremely intense, and his eyes were almost bloodthirsty.

Only then can he feel the emptiness in his mind being filled, and his body bursting with an unprecedented explosive force that needs to be unleashed mercilessly.

But deep down, he felt that he was losing something, and he wanted to hold on to it, but he was powerless.

Only by tearing apart everything he saw in front of him could he fill the emptiness in his mind and release the surging violent power of his body.

"What a terrifying killing intent!"

Everyone who was far away on the city wall couldn't help but tremble as they saw a large red mist released in front of Wen Yiming.

Only Amun, who was close at hand, knew that this was the materialization of the realm of killing intent!

(End of chapter)