Qing Jiu Teng nodded, and a huge green vine squirmed, forming a black hole channel.

He has nearly a thousand Heavenly Dao cultivations, and creating a large transmission black hole is a piece of cake.

"Start delivering, remember one thing, clean up that batch of unknown creatures first, they can improve your cultivation, remember no." Fu Yang said.

"Remembered."

The 190,000 powerhouses responded excitedly.

This is the first mission of Tianmen, and such a big scene is absolutely unique.

……

At the Killing River engagement, a huge millstone-like black hole formed.

For a moment, countless kings and magnates swarmed out, sweeping like locusts, which was simply terrifying.

"Dig the groove, my God, the king and the giant are too worthless, what kind of force is this, so powerful that it is difficult to contend with." A Celestial Venerable trembled.

Of course, the more anxious Son of Chaos, originally thought that he would be able to sweep the chaos when he was born again, but now it is completely a pit, and he jumps too far into it.

Originally, 10,000 Demon God Monarchs were enough for them to be exhausted, but now that there are 190,000, there is no need to engage in this meaningless war at all.

"Damn it, assemble it, arrange the Chaos Heavenly Dao Array, and gather the power together." Pan said.

He really couldn't think of any way to deal with it, so he could only use the Dao array to resist, and wait for the First King to slow down and fight.

One by one, the Dao arrays emitted a bright light, and a total of eight Dharma battle bodies stood in the air, fighting against the 200,000 giant-level powerhouses, the situation was not optimistic, and it had been suppressed, but there were no casualties, and now their only thought was to try to keep the number of Chaos Heavenly Sons, otherwise in the future, batches of strong people would come out, and the situation of Chaotic Heavenly Sons would definitely not be optimistic, after all, killing them would lead to cultivation, which would create a passive situation, making either side an enemy.

The Son of Chaos is no longer the supreme king of the past, above any race in Chaos, they have been defeated once, sealed for countless years, and at this moment, it is the weakest state and the most dangerous state, and they also thought that there was a birth of a strong Saint Venerable, but they did not expect that as soon as they ran out, it would be 200,000, which was completely a great gift for them.

In fact, Fu Yang really didn't know that the Son of Chaos ran out inexplicably, and he was completely used to disrupt the entire Chaos army, but for now, it would be better to have the Son of Chaos Heaven.

A bright light swept across the sky, and Fu Yang stepped forward, disregarding his face, and directly shot at the lowest level of Chaos Heaven.

This is not nonsense, it is all resources that can increase cultivation, if you don't kill a piece now, let your own cultivation increase dramatically, and then cultivate yourself, isn't it a fool.

Xutian broke away from the battle against the Eight Venerables and immediately went to help Yongyu.

And the Chaos Heavenly Sons also knew that the rule realm of the Disappeared First King would not have the possibility of resurrection, so they joined together and turned into a Dao array to fight, striving to restore their cultivation and suppress the situation.

Haochen is also at war with that powerful Chaos Heavenly Son, although he does not have a high-level status, he is not weak in terms of combat power, and he is definitely a difficult role.

A fist mark roared down, directly hitting the Chaos One Qi Furnace formed by the Chaos Heavenly Son, igniting a raging flame.

Boom!

The Chaos One Qi Furnace was torn apart, and Fu Yang had cultivated the Chaos Sutra, and he also knew where the weaknesses were, so it was easy to deal with it.

"No, this guy is too strong, I can't resist it." There was a Son of Chaos who said in horror.

After some killing, a part of the Chaos Heavenly Sons had recovered to the third or fourth Heavenly Dao Cheng Dù, and the power of the rules was even stronger.

Moreover, Fu Yang analyzed that the Son of Chaos used the Heavenly Dao as the source of power, and the rules were the means of attack, which was completely a new system of power use.

The sword pointed at one point, and a sword qi pierced through the shouting Chaos Heavenly Son, and Fu Yang also used the Chaos One Qi Furnace to refine the opponent's corpse, preventing it from having the possibility of resurrection.

Killing the Chaos Heavenly Son can only increase a small part of the Great Dao True Rune, at least ten can be enough to condense a Heavenly Dao True Rune, but once the corpse is refined, the Heavenly Dao True Talisman is actually formed, that means that only two thousand seven hundred Chaos Heavenly Sons can be killed.

Of course, ordinary cultivators can't refine the corpse of the Chaos Heavenly Son, all because they haven't cultivated the Chaos Sutra, even the giants who cultivate the Heavenly Emperor's Recipe can't.

When many monks saw Fu Yang's actions, they tried to refine it, but it was as strong as a rock, and they couldn't refine a single hair at all.

As long as there is a corpse, the Son of Chaos does not worry about death, and after being summoned by the resurrection technique of the First King, he can reappear and return to his original body.

The Chaos One Qi Furnace hung above his head, Fu Yang slaughtered one by one, breaking the big arrays one by one, and slaughtered without any scruples, and the Heavenly Dao True Talisman was formed one by one.

Puff puff......

Three Heavenly Dao True Talismans were born in a row, entrenched on the vertebrae.

Suddenly, an aurora of light swept by, and one by one the Chaos Heavenly Sons exploded, turning into pieces of blood mist, and the Chaos One Qi Furnace absorbed the blood mist in the sky above and refined it into a higher level of vitality, causing Fu Yang's cultivation to skyrocket, and in the blink of an eye, it exceeded a thousand Heavenly Dao True Talismans, and it continued to grow.

When the First King found out about the situation, his heart was filled with anger, and under such circumstances, a Heavenly Dao Perfection Saint Venerable would soon be born, and at that time, the First King who did not recover his peak could fall into danger.

"Chaos Summons!"

For a while, the realm of rules unfolded again, and pieces of Chaos Heavenly Son turned into a formation and imprinted on him, gathering the strength of the clan into one, so as not to cause a large number of casualties.

The momentum suddenly increased, and Yongyu and Xutian sensed the abnormality, and attacked more intensively.

But to no avail, the first king confronted on the one hand, and summoned the Hui people on the other.

"You're dead."

The first king slapped out his palms, and the rules turned into thunder and thundered, bombarding the two giants to the point of vomiting blood.

When Fu Yang was killed, he found that the surrounding Chaos Heavenly Sons turned into light and disappeared, and the connected corpses were all taken away, and a powerful momentum spread, fortunately, he had already killed 1,200 Chaos Heavenly Sons, and he was constantly refining, and with a little time, he could leap into a 1,500 Heavenly Dao powerhouse.

The triumvirate stood in a row, staring at the First King with solemn eyes, and found that he had become an unattainable powerhouse.

At this time, Fu Yang had also noticed it, and couldn't help but feel retreat in his heart.

"The members of the Supreme Organization, all evacuate the Long River of Killing and return to the base camp." Yongyu ordered.

"All the people in the Heavenly Gate, retreat." Fu Yang commanded.

In an instant, the Supreme Organization and the people in the Heavenly Gate withdrew like a tide, leaving only Fu Yang and the Big Three, as well as the First King.

Nine green vines came from the void and turned into nine green nine vines, and the three kings rushed to their side, obviously they were all attracted by the momentum of the first king, as if they were facing a great enemy, knowing that there was a fierce battle going on. (To be continued.) )