The entire Miao territory was shrouded in a thick poisonous mist, which filled all areas, affecting all members of the Tantric sect, and the most serious ones mutilated themselves until they died.

In the face of the full attack of the four guards, the four Buddhas died one after another, and withdrew from the stage of history in the most tragic way, they were once famous, once made China tremble inside and outside, but now they all fell in just half a year, but at this last moment, none of the four Buddhas died in vain, they used the last madness to kill a guard, and severely injured the remaining three.

In the face of the attacks of a human emperor, a humanoid emperor, and four quasi-emperors, the achievements of the seven great Buddhas such as Shura were brilliant enough to illuminate their path to hell.

Because of the effect of the injection, the three surviving guards did not feel pain, but the rapid loss of blood and tattered limbs seriously reduced their threat. Granny Hei interrupted the plan to use them to jointly encircle and suppress the rest of the quasi-emperors, so there were big twists and turns, and Granny Hei hated and was angry, but it was useless, so they could only search for the traces of the tantric quasi-emperor as soon as possible with their scarred ones, and exert their combat effectiveness as much as possible before the three of them lost their medicinal properties.

The three quasi-emperors realized the sinister intentions of the black mother-in-law, and tried to evacuate, but because the medicinal properties affected their consciousness, and the surrounding melee battlefield, they had no way to escape, so they could only continue to fight.

In terms of Tantra, the all-out raid of Wu Yunhao and other sharp knife troops brought extremely heavy trauma to the Miao Jiang people, and many medicine men, poisoners, and rattan armor warriors suffered devastating blows. Hidden for twenty years, penance for twenty years, although they failed to finally break through the human emperor barrier, but the strength they have no one can be underestimated, although the poisonous fog has brought a great impact, resulting in the strength can not play seventy percent, but they have already held the will to die, never thought of leaving Miao Jiang alive, under the effect of this emotion, one by one is even crazier than the wolf, I am afraid that even if Chen Hu and others from Tianmen come over, they will be shocked by the hideousness of these old guys.

Tantra and Miao Jiang both exerted all their strength, and they stimulated their own potential at a super level, and in the entanglement and bloody struggle between life and death, the number of casualties skyrocketed. In just half an hour, the 15,000 Tantric gangs that came in had already been killed or lost more than 7,000 people, and only 8,000 people were on the verge of madness and out of control, continuing to show their own blood. Miao Jiang also suffered heavy casualties, only 5,000 of them could be killed in a battle, and the rest were all killed under the madness of Tantra.

Eight thousand against five thousand, the number of the two sides seems to be different, but with the full flooding of the fog, Miao Jiang's advantage will be greatly increased, on the contrary, Tantra will be controlled everywhere, one will eliminate the other, this seems to be a huge advantage of three thousand people, but it is not so difficult.

Especially when Granny Hei and others were free and began to hunt Wu Yunhao and other leading figures in various regions, this so-called 'gap' seemed even more insignificant.

If Tantra wants to accomplish the goal of completely annihilating Miao Jiang, it is far from being as simple as imagined! If Miao Jiang wants to truly resist the Tantric offensive, he will inevitably pay an even more painful price.

In this situation, both sides need to make a breakthrough, and whoever can be faster and more resolute will be broken.

Now it seems that the most critical battlefield lies in three places - waterboarding, white rouge, and hell left and right judges.

"I really have to say sorry, I'm afraid you won't hold out to the point where we are poisoned to death, waterboarding old thief, ready to die!" The prisoner flashed and flashed, and a line of scarlet blood flowed with it, followed by the angry roar of the waterboarder.

"Waterboarding old thief, you are much weaker than I expected!" The old living Buddha attacked violently, and the terrifying offensive was like a stormy wave, and it was like a flood rushing endlessly, and with the assistance of the prisoner, the waterboarding was suppressed.

The old living Buddha and the prisoner Wentian are also scarred, but they are far better than waterboarding!

Perhaps because of the oppression of the situation, or because of the stimulation of poison, the waterboarding seemed to become insane, and the thin and short body erupted with terrifying combat power.

The three transcendent human emperors' existences were endlessly swaying on this battlefield of life and death, misty and misty, and there were bursts of afterimages, and no one could see their traces clearly, but without exception, all the eyes that were paying attention to this place shook with a trace of horror.

The old living Buddha and the prisoner Wentian were more and more affected by the poisonous fog, but the trauma of waterboarding also increased until they were crumbling!

"It's over!!" In the depths of the mist, the aura of the riot shook violently, accompanied by an almost sharp roar, and everything returned to silence.

The old living Buddha, the prisoner Wentian, the waterboarding, the three emperors are divided into three directions, back to back!

"Twenty-one years of grievances, I finally have an understanding today, waterboarding old thief, I admire you, but you have to die!" The indifferent voice of the prisoner sounded, like a sonata of a revenant soul in the mist, faintly conveying a little coldness.

The body of the old man in the waterboarding shook a few times, trying to stabilize but slammed to his knees, a shocking wound appeared in his throat and chest, blood rolled down, ruthlessly sucking the breath of life in his body: "You can kill me, you can kill me thousands of Miao people, you can kill my Miao Jiang Holy Maiden, but you can never destroy my Miao Jiang lineage, just like the three five Xinjiang and eighteen sects back then, just like the comeback Skynet." The old living Buddha, the prisoner asks the sky, the general trend of the world takes turns, in this life, your tantric sect wins, and the next one must be the rise of my Miao Jiang! ”

The old living Buddha tidied up his clothes slightly, and his voice was as cold as ice: "It's a pity that you can't see that day." ”

"It's a pity, when you are dying, you still haven't come to your senses, the second waterboarder, the ultimate winner of this overall situation in China is Tianmen! It wasn't our prompting, it was his own efforts. With him, Huaxia can be kept stable and unharmed. After saying this, Prisoner Wentian slowly closed his eyes, his body shook slightly, and he lay on his back on the cold stone platform. Where the chest cavity connects to the throat, there is a wound more than 20 centimeters long, slowly overflowing with blackened blood.

Fatal wounds, mixed with deadly poisons.

“…… Tianmen ...... Maybe I should meet him in advance, the old living Buddha, martial arts attainments, you and I are equal, you win because you got a piece of beautiful jade! Afterlife...... You and I continue to be enemies! The waterboarding whispered, and the breath of life finally dispersed.

"You should have met him, that's the greatest pride of my life." The old living Buddha's expression was still indifferent, and he slowly disappeared into the deepest part of the fog: "Ask the sky, walk slowly on the road, I will come soon." ”

A pinnacle martial arts competition ended at this moment, the prisoner asked the sky, the waterboarding, the two Chinese emperors fell, the old living Buddha was seriously injured, but the power is still the same, his escape from the predicament will inevitably bring an unimaginable reversal to the entire battlefield!

The battlefield where the Judges of Hell are located!

In the face of the rampage attack of Long Kun, the second strongest man in Buddhism, Huoyan, who was already scarred, finally couldn't hold on, abolished Long Kun's left arm, smashed one of his ribs, and ...... himself Helplessly, his head was separated, and the back of his neck was crushed alive by Long Kun, and he was rudely torn off.

"Flame!!" Qing Ming roared with grief, and the offensive multiplied under the emotional impact, and the dense offensive was simplified, and it was fiercely imprinted on Long Peng's chest, shaking him to vomit blood and fly upside down.

"Tang Zhong's account has been paid off for the time being, and there is still our living Buddha's account, Qing Ming, continue!" Long Kun and Long Peng looked at each other, wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, and struck again.

"Give me all the death!!" Qing Ming was completely enraged, like a mad wolf brazenly facing the outlaw attack from the two giants of Buddhism. Qing Ming is indifferent and calm at ordinary moments, like an eternal secluded Tan who is not alarmed, but he is in the land of Miaojiang, and he bears the name of a judge, his viciousness and bloody madness can be called the top of Miaojiang.

The quieter it is, the more terrifying it is when it erupts.

The three peak powerhouses similar to the Taihuang erupted with endless combat power in their respective bloody emotions.

Do you die or do I die? The pinnacle of martial arts duels turned into savage bloody battles, and in the situation where all of them were seriously injured and all of them were bloody and crazy, the grim smile of the god of death was always in the ears.

In just two minutes, Long Kun, who was seriously injured, was hit by the tyrannical Qing Ming again on the broken ribs, and the violent force impact caused the rib stubble to go straight to the heart.

Fall!

The dying counterattack hit Qing Ming's forehead, and the sharp fingertips almost gouged out his left eyeball. At the same time, Long Peng's furious blow hit the back of Qing Ming's neck, and his fingertips cut a hideous wound of forty centimeters from his cervical vertebrae to his side waist.

Qing Ming's left eye was tattered, his back was seriously injured, and he let out a demonic roar. Long Peng was completely insane because of Long Kun's death, fighting to the death in roars and rage, and finally ......

Two strong men similar to the emperor died tragically at the same time.

This is the sorrow of war, or the death of love, the tragedy and tragedy here have affected all the Mimiao gangs nearby.

Tragedy was staged on all battlefields, roars filled all corners, stimulated by poison, in bloody battles, the quasi-emperors and human emperors who once threatened the world fell one after another in the same level and more brutal battles.

No matter how wonderful they were and how crazy they are now, in the abyss of death, no one can escape the doom of being devoured.

Doom? Maybe they don't care! Just for the final battle to be brilliant enough!

The holy land of Miaojiang has become an abyss of killing,