The Tang Sect's poison magic secret weapon is unique in the world. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In this kind of battlefield where the enemy is outnumbered, Qiu Yi's death has brought the Tang Sect's stunt to the fullest.

Ma Xiao Xiao Xiu is completely lost, and the fox king Mei Niang and Yue Gong have been protecting her by her side and protecting her thoroughly. And the other Shaolin disciples around, although they are all elites in the Shaolin sect. However, in the face of the many undead skeletons, the surroundings are filled with poisonous gases, and breathing is restricted. Qiu Yizhi and the Tang Men men he brought were hiding in the shadows, sending out darts and needles from time to time, and the Shaolin monks immediately suffered heavy losses. Even if Master Watanata has profound internal skills, but he is pulling such an open battlefield, he is unable to support himself at the moment. As the battle passed minute by minute, it slowly developed towards an unfavorable situation for the side of the righteous path in China.

One moment it was still a clear blue sky, and the next second, a dark cloud drifted in, and the rain poured. The icy rain slipped down from the faces of thousands of Buddha statues in the Longmen Grottoes, and at this moment, it seemed that the gods and Buddhas were crying sadly. Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, bloody rain, and killing each other.

All the men around the Blood Bat King have fallen, and in the sky of the torrential rain, the Blood Bat King is left alone, facing the army of undead birds controlled by destruction. Despair, at this moment, can no longer fully interpret the inner feelings of the Blood Bat King.

"You won't win, since ancient times, your destruction clan has been trying every means to enter my Huaxia land. But how many years have passed, and your plot has not succeeded, and not only because of the stubborn resistance of the creatures of the earth. It is the land itself that is resisting the arrival of you dark creatures. ”

The Blood Bat King already had multiple scars on his body, and the blood mixed with the cold rain flowed down to the ground below.

"My life is up to me!"

The black and white figure incarnated by the Bird of Destruction also erupted with an astonishing momentum this time.

"The way of destruction has been since the day of its birth, that is, the gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddhas block and kill the Buddhas. I no longer believe in heavenly reincarnation. It's all bullshit! ~”

"Fang is lacking in spiritual energy today, and the powerful races in the ancient period have multiplied to this day, and they have long been extinct. And you creatures who are lucky enough to survive are just the lowest ants. Today, I dare to step out of the land of despair, and lead my army of the undead to invade this place. The time has come when I have been waiting for many years, and everything is complete, just waiting for me to take this world into my pocket. ”

"After thousands of years of waiting, I'm tired. Let you, stupid ant creatures, taste the last despair of the world. ”

"Destroy the sun! ~”

On the land of the Longmen Grottoes, I don't know when, the noise of the fight became smaller and smaller, as if because the pouring rain was getting stronger and stronger, and the sound overshadowed the human voice. The battlefields of the three factions of Emei, Kongtong and Shushan have been washed clean by the rain. The corpses that fell to the ground were all submerged by the cold rain, and the rolling men's blood also flowed into the distance with the cold water.

And the army of dry bones and undead on the ground also died out in silence and sank deep into the earth again. The head of Wudang, Kongcang Dao, supported the head of Shushan, Qingyun Daoren, and moved towards the master of Dufang and their Shaolin side. When the two of them came here, they found that the number of people who survived the battle was actually less than the number of hands.

Master Watara, Ma Xiaoxiao, Yue Gong, Fox King Mei Niang, and the few remaining warrior monks of Shaolin Temple were all covered in their bodies, and their bodies were standing in the pouring rain. Unyieldingly, he raised his head and watched the battle in the sky. The two of them silently walked to everyone's side, followed everyone's appearance without saying a word, and looked at the situation above their heads.

Everyone knew that the Blood Bat King was the strongest fighting power on their side. His cultivation alone is almost equal to the sum of these people on earth. Whether the human righteous side can achieve the final victory in this war, the Blood Bat King will play a crucial role.

The Bird of Destruction is well-versed in the mysteries of death, and single-handedly resists the gathering of the top forces in all of China. What he is doing today is already a terrifying existence that cannot be surpassed by his predecessors. As he spoke, 'Extinguishing the sun' resounded through the sky.

The dry bones and undead birds soaring wantonly in the void began to slowly turn into fine bone powder one by one, sprinkling from the air. The wind and rain stopped, and the white bone meal was blown away by the wind and fell to the earth everywhere. Then there were ripples in the void, and an unconscious black figure slowly floated out of the void, floating between the heavens and the earth.

"The spirit of the golden crow is the spirit animal of the sun. As early as 10,000 years ago, my destruction clan already knew the secrets, and secretly used means to manipulate the clansmen of the Golden Crow clan, causing the Nine Golden Crows to enter the Chinese space at the same time, intending to burn the river and boil the sea with the scorching sun, and scorch the fossils of the mountain. Melt and destroy the land. But who wanted to kill the old thief of the silver dragon halfway, not only ruined my plan to destroy the ancestors, but also expelled the Golden Crow clan with the help of the power of the hundred clans. It is hateful. ”

"In the first war of the year, the ancestor of my clan who destroyed the clan couldn't bear to plan for many years when he saw that success was just around the corner, and he was destroyed at the end of the day, and finally lost his mind and took the initiative to join the war group."

"But how can the power of a hundred clans be able to turn the balance of the war by destroying a few people in a single clan, and in the end, the Jinwu clan is destroyed, and I have paid a heavy price for destroying the clan. All my people, except me, were killed in the battle. ”

After the Bird of Destruction extradited the unconscious black-clothed figure from another dimension, his face suddenly began to become deathly calm. The tone also became flat, and the person in the sky had a faint voice, as if talking to himself, telling the things in his dusty memory.

"I have been planning for many years, and now I have finally resurrected the spirit of the Golden Crow, and I am proud to let him reintegrate into the bright sun, the end of the destruction is about to come again, and all of you today will be witnesses to this great moment!"

As soon as the black-clothed figure in the coma appeared in the sky, the heart beating in Ma Xiaoxiao's chest seemed to suddenly recover, "Puff~Puff~" Each beat became strong and powerful, and the dry meridians in her body, which were already close to exhaustion, also revived in an instant, regaining their former vitality. The spiritual power that suddenly flowed in the meridians seemed to have become dozens of times more refined than before.

Strength, cultivation, fighting spirit, everything that was lost before, in an instant, returned to Ma Xiaoxiao's body. (To be continued.) )