"It's going to be over this time!"

In the northern wilderness, the sound of killing shook the sky. There were corpses everywhere, and rivers of blood flowed. Ding Qianqiu looked at the enemy forces around him, like a tide that was boundless, killing endlessly. However, their own camp is like a flat boat, constantly being attacked by strong winds and waves, and it may be subverted at any time.

Rao has always been bold, but at this moment his face is also pale and frightened.

"What, you want to escape?" the Wind Thunder Beast said. There was still contempt in his eyes.

"Lao Bai, you don't insult people!"

"Even if I, Ding Qianqiu, die on the battlefield, I will not betray the senior brother of the sect!"

Ding Qianqiu was filled with indignation and showed his heart.

"Don't say that the righteousness is awe-inspiring, the actual situation is ...... You kid can't escape if he wants to!"

The Wind Thunder Beast replied directly. Seeing the aggrieved appearance of the owner of the waste wood, it was a little unbearable, and comforted: "Don't worry, you want to die...... I'll die before you!"

"Lao Bai, you still feel sorry for me!"

Ding Qianqiu put aside his distracting thoughts, looked at the huge figures of the forwards in his own camp, and rekindled his confidence: "With the senior brother in charge, this battle is ...... In the end, the winner is definitely my witch!"

"Kill!"

"Kill all the enemies who invade the Gulan Realm!"

This is Ding Qianqiu's thoughts at the moment. It is also a disciple of thousands of witches, with a firm and unchanging belief.

However, the reality is not so optimistic, on the contrary, it is precarious.

The heavens and all the worlds attacked. The strong are like clouds, the soldiers are endless, and the intensity of the offensive is very unimaginable.

Wang Hao led all the soldiers and horses in the Gulan Realm to set up a defensive counterattack. However, there are too many enemies to face, too powerful. The so-called formation defense and other means often collapse and disintegrate in an instant under the impact of the opponent.

Only the Wumen formed a totem array, which could barely resist it.

But the price to be paid for this...... The disciples of the Wumen have suffered heavy casualties!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

In all directions, countless armies of foreign monks, led by the powerhouses of various earth immortals, launched fierce offensives again and again.

Wang Hao, along with his own disciples, as well as millions of Wumen disciples, urged the totem array to resist.

Every time the two sides clash, there will be an earth-shattering bang.

In the heavens and all worlds, the army of foreign monks is extremely strong. The attack is neutralized without any damage. On the other hand, on the side of the Wumen, every collision will be greatly shocked, and it is better to control the totem array Wang Hao and others, but those Wumen disciples are overwhelmed, and many of them have been exhausted and seriously injured at the same time.

"Kill—"

Another confrontation. Tens of thousands of Earth Immortal powerhouses emerged from the enemy camp, and suddenly joined forces to launch an offensive.

The incomparable power of rage, like the waves of the sea, swept in from all directions.

Rumble!

The heavens and the earth change color, and the sun and the moon have no light. Like the roar of thunder and thunder, it spread for hundreds of thousands of miles, the aftermath swept by, the ground cracked, and the sand and rocks were flying, as if it was about to end the world.

Wait until everything is calm.

But I saw that the totem array collapsed, and countless Wumen disciples fell from the sky, bleeding and scarred one by one. Those who cultivated to be slightly weaker were even shocked to death on the spot, and their bodies were wiped out.

Only Wang Hao and his disciple Shangguan Jinme and others can still maintain their body shape and stand in mid-air.

"I thought I could turn the tide, but who ...... it"

Looking at the Wumen disciples who were mourning all over the place, with heavy casualties. Wang Hao's heart was like a knife, and his mood was extremely low.

He wanted to seek a breakthrough on the battlefield, but he never succeeded.

The means that should be used have been exhausted. The 500 Yan Clan and the 500 Wind Spirit Clan suffered heavy losses at the beginning of the battle and were reclaimed to the Source Cave of the Mountain and Sea Realm.

The army of demon pets that existed within the mountain and sea realm was also released not long ago to resist the army of monks from the outer regions.

No matter how many demon beasts there are, it is difficult to compare their underlying strength with the cultivators of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms. The army of hundreds of millions of demon pets lost nearly ninety percent, and even the earliest ambush of the Danniao Hongqi was killed in battle.

Not to mention the eighteen realm cultivators under his control, the soldiers and horses were killed and wounded, and there were less than three hundred earth immortal powerhouses left. Even Xi Rong, the lord of the Tianfeng Realm, also released the origin of the fire spirit, and now there is only a cluster of flames left, which is recuperated by Wang Hao in Wuding.

The other forces of the Gulan Realm participated in the battle, and they were also seriously wounded. The earth immortal powerhouse suffered little damage, taking the big Yin side as an example, the three statues died in battle, the flying deer fell, and the Yin demon also suffered heavy losses, completely losing its combat power.

Even Wang Hao himself has experienced several life and death dangers.

Tribulation!

It is enough to be aware of the pressure on oneself, but it is never able to trigger the catastrophe of life and death.

failed to break through in the battle, and in the face of the conquest of the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivators, he had no power to return to the sky.

"Wu, obediently suffer death!"

In the enemy camp, a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe and a crown on his head, holding a dragon stick, stood in the air like an emperor, majestic and majestic.

"Stubborn resistance! It will only bring more killing!"

"If you confess your guilt and be punished, we can open the net and let go of the beings in the Gulan Realm!"

There is also a head leader who leads the cultivation of hair, holding a purple gold bowl in his hand, his face is full of evil, but his tone is full of temptation.

"I have to admit that the Witch Dao inheritance is indeed mysterious!"

"But you have to recognize the facts, Gu Lan is not facing a realm, but the alliance of the heavens and ten thousand realms!"

There is also a beautiful woman with butterfly wings on her back, her figure is illusory, and she grabs the sky wantonly.

These three are the strongest of the enemy camp. The origin realm is also the most powerful, and so far Wang Hao has encountered only three families...... The Seven Elements World.

The Ten Thousand Realms Alliance camp seems to be loose, but in fact, it is controlled by these three guys, locking the Gulan Realm and launching a steady stream of offensives.

Confession?

Dream!

Wang Hao's eyes were sharp, but when he saw the Wumen disciples lying dead and injured lying all over the ground below, he unconsciously felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

There is no breakthrough in the battle, and with the strength of the Gulan Realm, there is no way to resist at all.

The fall is imminent. If you continue to carry it to the death, no one will be spared.

Leeway?

Maybe only the mountains and seas.

But Wang Hao knows better than anyone that the mountain and sea realm may not be able to ensure safety, but at this moment, it has become his only choice.

"Stubborn!"

"Suffer death!"

The army of foreign monks once again launched a fierce offensive. In the heavens and on the ground, in all directions, the power and spiritual light surged like a tide.

I can't stop it!

Wang Hao immediately made a decision and prepared to sacrifice the mountain and sea monument. However, at this moment, a familiar roar was heard. As far as the eye could see, a lion beast with nine heads rose from its own camp.

"Yuan Sheng'er!"

Wang Hao was shocked. The Nine Lion Beasts are the demon pets he regards as his own son, the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng. The desolate beast is talented, unique, but his cultivation is still shallow, and he can't deal with the tragic battle, so he has been ordered to stay in the Chinese army.

At this moment, he did not obey the order, and rushed to the enemy camp without fear of death.

This is tantamount to sending to death!

Wang Hao shouted loudly, and at the same time sacrificed the mountain and sea monument, preparing to take away the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint first.

Shout!

Huo Ran, a flash of inspiration. A beautiful woman appeared on the back of the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng.

Pang Jiumu!

Wang Hao was stunned when he saw this. Immediately, the other party's soft words sounded in his ears.

"Sir, don't panic!"

"It's up to me to deal with these guys!"

Between the words, Pang Jiu's eyes showed his true body, his dazzling aura flickered, and the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage was instantly wrapped in a huge force and sent straight to Wang Hao's side.

At the same time, Pang Jiumu's true body, the nine-eyed sky-swallowing demon roared, and his four claws soared into the air, heading straight for the enemy camp.

In terms of cultivation, after the Great Yu Old Dragon crossed the tribulation and ascended, the strongest person in the Gulan Realm was Pang Jiumu.

But when it comes to combat power, she is probably not as good as Wang Hao.

Using one's own strength to face the cultivators of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms is equivalent to sending death in Wang Hao's opinion. But this is not the case.

Pang Jiumu had already reached the peak of the Earth Immortal Peak, and he could trigger the Heavenly Tribulation at any time and at any time, and ascend through the Tribulation. It's just that it's hard to give up the children of the Daoists, so they seal themselves and cultivate, and they don't want to fly up when they stay in the Gulan realm.

However, at this moment, her true body appeared, the seal was removed, and the Dao cultivation that had been suppressed in her body for thousands of years was like an underground molten pulp erupting at this moment, and her violent aura rushed straight to the sky.

"She's going to ...... Trigger the Heavenly Tribulation!"

Wang Hao realized in an instant. To be precise, Pang Jiumu wants to use the power of the Heavenly Tribulation to resist the enemy at this moment.