Wu Tie squinted his eyes and watched the shots of the six Life Pool Realm masters beside Lao Dao Feng.

They used six blood-colored scimitars that were almost identical to the blood-colored scimitars of Old Knife Wind.

It was clear that the scimitar of the old knife wind was genuine, and the six-handled scimitar they used was just an imitation. Whether in terms of material or casting means, these six scimitars are a lot weaker.

However, their seven sword lights seemed to form a very mysterious sword formation.

The six scimitars of poor quality turned into knives actually resonated with the blood-colored scimitars of the old knife style.

Driven by the blood-colored scimitar of the old knife wind, with the blessing, the power of the seven sword lights was strengthened layer by layer, and each sword light slashed down, and the next sword light was definitely enhanced by three points compared to the previous one.

At first, Desa could easily resist the slashes of these sword lights, but after the sword light fell thousands of times, Desa's movements became much slower, and his roar became weak.

"Unfair...... It's not fair...... Lord Dessa's wounds have not healed...... You can't join forces against the badly wounded, Lord Dessa. ”

Desa waved his long tail frantically, and the shiny black tail hook brought up sharp black lights, which constantly collided with the knife lights, making a sharp and piercing long roar.

The old knife wind laughed fiercely, and he urged the knife light harder and harder, and the sword light in the sky spun rapidly like a meat grinder, trapping Desa in the middle.

What is fairness?

The blood scimitar is not a decent family, they have done a lot of things such as killing people and setting fires, and robbing homes and houses, what they are best at is to fight more and fight less, and what they are best at is to besiege and attack...... Who is fair to you?

In the Black Snake Domain, there is only life and death, and there is no fairness.

"Let's shoot together and kill this guy. The old knife wind roared loudly: "Kill him and avenge the dead brothers...... This primeval creature, their flesh and blood, can have miraculous effects. ”

Lao Daofeng's face was congested with blood, and his face was flushed with excitement: "Everyone shares a piece of scorpion meat each, and they can't say that they can break through the first realm, what a good thing?"

An old man in the Destiny Pool Realm beside Lao Dao Feng was also so excited that he shouted: "And this scorpion shell, it hasn't been split after so many knives, this is also a good treasure, a good baby!"

The hundreds of Heavy Building Realm cultivators of the Blood Scimitar laughed out loud one after another.

They did not approach Desa, who was slashed by the light of the knife, but stood far away, each using their magical secret skills to bombard Desa.

These Heavy Building Realm cultivators of the Blood Scimitar Knife, their skill inheritance is obviously not very good, whether it is the magical power they use, or the secret arts, most of them are some fireballs, pillars of fire, wind knives, ice balls, and the like.

There were a handful of three or five of them who were relatively strong, and they were able to summon out a series of thunderbolts of the thickness of the bowl mouth to hit Desa out of thin air. Thunder Secret Technique, this is already the strongest method among them.

Wu Tie took a deep breath, he carried the White Tiger Crack, his eyes widened and he roared, and then a blue-white fireball with a diameter of more than ten meters above his head appeared out of thin air, quickly compressed to the size of a human head, and rushed straight to Desa with a heat wave.

One fireball, two fireballs, three fireballs......

In a breath of time, Wu Tie threw hundreds of high-temperature compressed fireballs towards Desa.

Desa was slashed by the sword light in the sky, and the fireball from Wu Tie hit him densely, the firelight exploded, the sound shook for hundreds of miles, and a wave of high temperature and heat swept in all directions, Desa's black crystal shell was faintly red, and the temperature of the fireball released by Wu Tie was too high.

"You ...... You guys...... Fight more and fight less...... Lord Desa was also confused...... More than people? Hehe, you're thinking too much. ”

Desa suddenly screamed wildly.

With his scream, a black light rushed out from the portal at the bottom of the pyramid, and a thin black light spread out like flowing water. In a snap of his fingers, the black light extended to the feet of Wu Tie and the others, forming a huge black light square under their feet.

The sound of low footsteps came, and a group of jackal-headed men about three meters tall, dressed in gold armor and with dark skin, held weapons of various strange shapes, and rushed out of the pyramid in a neat line.

These jackal-headed men were thin and lean, and the golden armor they wore only protected the vital points of their chest and abdomen, and it could be seen that under the black skin of their limbs, there were pieces of strong flesh like iron.

Their skin was pitch black, except for their red eyes, and when they occasionally opened their mouths and whistled low, they could be seen full of sharp white teeth.

The number of jackal-headed warriors pouring out of the pyramid became more and more, and in a few breaths, nearly 10,000 jackal-headed warriors actually rushed out. These guys are all lifeless, they don't have the slightest breath out, and they can't figure out how strong they are.

"Charge Lord Dessa, smash them!" Lord Desa roared angrily, "No, no, just leave three or five...... We must obey the rules of Lord Osiris...... Just leave three or five alive. ”

The corners of Wu Tie's eyes jumped.

What rules did Osiris leave behind?

Damn, this Desa didn't seem to have any intention of making a move at first, but babbled on and on and on, not knowing what he was talking about. It was the old knife wind who talked to him in two or three sentences, and the old knife wind made a sneak attack, which angered Desa.

However, regardless of who he is, those jackal-headed warriors have already rushed over.

With a wave of Wu Tie's hand, dozens of huge fireballs condensed at the same time, and in the sound of 'whirring', a large number of fireballs blasted into the dense team of jackal-headed warriors.

Fireballs exploded, each blasting dozens of jackal-headed warriors off the ground.

But these guys' bodies don't know what they are made of, and after they were blown away, they rolled on the ground a few times, and they actually got up with a bone, and continued to rush towards this side as if nothing happened.

Wu Tie's eyes widened.

The fireball he condensed was not very powerful, but it was equivalent to an ordinary low-level monk of the Heavy Building Realm striking with all his might.

These fireballs hit these jackal-headed people, and they didn't suffer any damage?

The mighty jackal-headed man rushed over.

In the square where the black light was condensed, small grains of black sand suddenly appeared out of thin air. These black sand stones flowed rapidly like flowing water, originally only three or five, and then became thirty or fifty thousand, and after a while, countless black sand stones flooded Wu Tie and the others below their knees.

Wu Tie's height was now more than three meters tall, and the black quicksand submerged his knees, and for the other Blood Scimitar Heavy Building Realm cultivators, it was submerged from the waist down.

These black gravels are cold, cold, and unusually heavy.

The elites of these Blood Scimitar Heavy Building Realm were submerged in black quicksand, and their movements suddenly became extremely slow.

Some people wanted to take the weapon into the sky, but there were also wisps of viscous, cold quicksand falling from the void, and these heavy and abnormal quicksand fell on them, forcing them back to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the jackal-headed warriors rushed over, completely submerging the hundred or so people of the Blood Scimitar.

Wu Tie swung the White Tiger Crack, and the huge impact force blasted countless approaching jackal-headed warriors thousands of meters away, and no matter how many jackal-headed warriors rushed over, they couldn't get close to his body.

But with the terrifying weight of the White Tiger Crack now, with the simple physical strength of Wu Tie in the early billions of catties, plus the terrifying power bonus brought by him after he launched the Hercules magic and the Ding Jia Divine Body, the White Tiger Crack bombarded these guys, but he couldn't kill them.

They were like cockroaches that couldn't be killed, after being blasted thousands of meters away, they rolled on the ground a few times and immediately got up, and then continued to form a military formation and rushed towards Wu Tie's side.

Wu Tie scolded angrily, and he no longer used the White Tiger Crack spear to whip these guys away, but swept with the huge tip of the White Tiger Crack.

The sound of 'poof' was endless, and one by one the jackal-headed warriors were cut off by the incomparable white tiger crack, and then blasted out thousands of meters by the wind brought up by the spear.

But after the bodies of these jackal-headed warriors divided into two sections landed, black light flowed out of their broken bodies, and the black lights of the upper and lower bodies dexterously and accurately found their corresponding half of their bodies, and then the black streamers closed inward, and their bodies were immediately pieced together.

That is, after lying on the ground for a while, these jackal-headed warriors continued to stand up as if nothing had happened, and continued to rush towards Wu Tie.

Dessa's triumphant laughter came from afar: "Praise be to the great Lord Osiris...... O you who hold death, under your authority, your warriors are immortal. ”

The corners of Wu Tie's mouth twitched.

The corners of Old Daofeng's mouth twitched.

Old Dao Feng and the six Life Pool Realm masters, as well as Doria's faces all became ugly.

And the one hundred and ten Blood Scimitar Heavy Tower Realm monks had been surrounded by those jackal-headed warriors, and countless swords, guns, swords, halberds, and strange-shaped weapons in all directions were bombarded down in a chaotic manner. Many of them were covered in bruises, and some had their arms and legs cut off.

Terrible screams continued to be heard, and people were shouting to Doria's mother, grandmother, and all the female elders of the lineage.

Doria said that it was a bit risky, but they would definitely go back with a huge catch.

But these Heavy Building Realm cultivators didn't even see the slightest benefit, and they were going to die here.

Wu Tie kept his face calm, constantly waving the white tiger crack, and constantly blasting more and more jackal-headed warriors around him into the air.

But these guys are immortal...... No matter how Wu Tie slashed, he even once split a dozen jackal-headed warriors into hundreds of pieces, and they still quickly pieced them back together, and continued to rush up as if nothing had happened.

Wu Tie was speechless.

The old knife wind roared angrily: "Doria, is your prophecy a fart?"

Doria emitted a white light to protect himself, struggling to resist the onslaught of countless jackal-headed warriors in all directions, and he hissed angrily, "As I said, there is danger, there is danger...... But trust me, we will definitely be able to return to ...... with great rewards"

Doria hissed, "Isn't it just a dead person? The monk of the Chonglou Realm is dead when he dies...... You blood scimitars, there are enough ...... Alas......"

Doria was distracted as soon as he spoke, and the white light of his protective body was torn apart by a strangely shaped spear that stabbed from behind him, slanting diagonally across his waist and hips, and pulling a striking line of blood on his upturned buttocks.

Vast expanses of blood spurted out, and Doria screamed in pain.

He opened the great animal skin book with both hands and chanted a spell loudly.

Streams of white flames erupted from the Hide, turning into a flame barrier around him, keeping out all the jackal-headed warriors.

There was a heavy building realm monk who let out a desperate cry.

They couldn't withstand the impact of the jackal-headed warriors, and after the mana was exhausted, the self-defense treasure was also broken, and then it was immediately torn to pieces.

"Little white face...... I can't believe it......" A monk of the Chonglou Realm who died tragically hissed and screamed before he died.

"Little white face...... I--you-ancestor-ancestor......" Another Chonglou Realm monk scolded at the moment he was beheaded.

"Boss...... Brother can't follow you...... Later...... Be careful...... The little white face ...... "A big man with a thick body was pierced through the chest by four strange-shaped spears, he vomited blood in a big gulp, and then his body suddenly swelled, and after a loud bang, he simply exploded himself.

The self-explosion of the Chonglou Realm monks only blew up hundreds of jackal-headed warriors for thousands of meters, and these jackal-headed warriors got up casually and continued to rush towards the other Chonglou Realm monks.

One Bloodcutter Monk after another was killed, and the number of jackal-headed warriors besieging Wutie increased.

Wu Tie also became a little embarrassed, and even if he swung the white tiger crack into a tiger's air, there were still jackal-headed warriors rushing over from an angle that he couldn't take care of, swinging his weapon and slashing at him.

Wu Tie activated the Ding Jia Divine Body, and his body's defense became extremely strong, and his skin and flesh were as hard as steel ingots.

The weapons of these jackal-headed warriors are also quite sharp, and their strength is not weak, which is probably equivalent to the level of a body refining cultivator who has just entered the Chonglou realm, and they can have millions of catties of strength when chopping.

Their weapons ripped open Wu Tie's skin, leaving shallow blood marks on his body.

It doesn't matter if one or two blood marks are one, one hundred or two hundred blood marks can also be accepted...... 1,000, 10,000, 100,000......

Wu Tie's clothes were torn to shreds, and there were dense blood marks all over his body.

Blood marks overlapped and densely covered Wu Tie's body, and the stubborn and continuous attacks of these jackal-headed warriors finally cut through Wu Tie's muscles, and their weapons directly chopped Wu Tie's bones.

With a 'ding' sound, the weapons of these jackal-headed warriors shattered inch by inch, and then some strange components in their weapons turned into streamers that only Wu Tie could see, and quickly poured into his bones.

Familiar heat that hadn't been seen in a long time rolled through the bones of the body.

Wu Tie waved the White Tiger Crack with one hand with his right hand, and the five commands with his left hand moved, bringing up a series of hurricane to sweep over the weapons that were slashed by the handles, and swept the golden armor on the jackal-headed warriors.

The weapon shattered, the armor shattered, and streams of light continued to pour into Wu Tie's body, and his dark bones burned again, releasing a large amount of heat into his flesh and blood organs.

Sweating profusely, the dense blood marks healed rapidly, Wu Tie gasped, his condition became better and better, and his physical strength became stronger and stronger.

The miserable howl continued, and the Heavy Building Realm monks of the Blood Scimitar were finally slaughtered.

There are only the old sword winds and the six life pool realm masters left, as well as Wu Tie and Doria.

Desa let out a shriek, and all the jackal-headed warriors stopped at the same time.

Desa rolled backwards, rushing out of the range covered by the sword, and he cried out, "Dessa, lowly people, welcome to the sleeping place of Lord Osiris and accept the test he has set...... It's a bargain for you scumbags. ”