"Brother, you're amazing. ”

When the Qinglian Guan Daoist vomited blood and fell to the ground, when the countless elite soldiers of the Sui Dynasty were knocked unconscious by the terrifying pressure of the supreme divine soul, when the countless giant divine soldiers slowly flew closer, and the Great Array of Flint Fire could not cause any damage to these giant divine soldiers.

Xiahou stood up namelessly, clasped his fists at Wu Tie, nodded, and admired: "Among the brothers in this family, there is a heroic figure like you, which really makes my old brother and me happy and frightened. ”

With a sigh, a trace of tyranny welled up on Xiahou's nameless face, and after an instant, he became like an angry lion, the high crown on his head burst, the ribbon that bound his hair was also blown to pieces, and his long hair stood up one by one like a lion's mane.

"However, you have to use the power of one person to threaten the entire Sui Dynasty...... As if that weren't enough. ”

Wu Tie pointed to the ghost venerables, demon venerables, and demon venerables lined up behind him, and then towards the battlefield to the west, where they had stopped, the Netherworld Peng Venerable and the Ten Thousand Poison Venerables were standing side by side.

"Two demon venerables, I heard that you take good care of the blood prison, so, for your affection, this king can't help but confine you...... For friends and foes, you decide on your thoughts!"

Wu Tie beckoned to the two demon venerables: "However, this king thinks that it is better for us to be friends." ”

Netherworld Pengzun and Ten Thousand Poison Venerable looked at Wu Tie in horror for a while, and then the two of them laughed in unison, the laughter was sharp and piercing, like two awls piercing the sky. Their laughter shook countless nearby flints spurting blood into the ears of the elites, and one by one they screamed wildly and fell to the ground and convulsed.

"We, of course, are friends. Netherworld Pengzun and Ten Thousand Poison Venerable laughed in unison, their bodies shook, and they appeared directly behind Wu Tie.

They stood behind Wu Tie, and then looked Zhu Gangguan up and down: "Dead pig head, this time, you fooled a great character...... Tsk, perhaps...... You...... Huh!"

Obviously, the two demon venerables had something to say about Zhu Gangguana, but it was not appropriate to say it at this moment, and the two of them just laughed a few times.

The pig just patted his belly lightly, grinned gently, and showed a simple and simple smile.

"Look, I'm not alone. Wu Tie smiled and looked at Xiahou nameless: "Master Tai thinks that it depends on your venerable ......"

"Do you dare to fight?" Xiahou Wuming tilted his head slightly, squinting at Wu Tie: "You and my brother, fight fairly." If you lose, take these demons and monsters and leave, and when I stabilize the Sui Dynasty, we will rely on our own means?"

Wu Tie rubbed his hands vigorously, and looked at Xiahou Wuming with a smile: "A fair fight?" But you and I fight, how can it be fair? Senior brother, my strength, you have seen it just now." ”

Xiahou said in a nameless voice: "Thirty-three days of Witch Demon Draining Blood Array...... The old man personally presides over it, if you can break the formation with the strength of one person, the old man admits defeat. ”

Among the Six Desires Demon Venerable on the side, the whole body was scarlet, and the Demon Venerable, who represented the 'rage', laughed sharply: "King Wu, don't be fooled, this evil sect formation of the Xiahou clan once had a record of killing the venerable......"

Netherworld Pengzun muttered, "Thirty-three days of Witch Demon Blood Array? 'Witch Demon'? Witch? Well, there seems to be a record of this race in the bloodline memory inherited by the ancestors of the deity...... That is, the Sui Dynasty enshrined the Suiren clan, an older descendant of the human race!"

Wu Tie waved his hand and smiled at Xiahou Nameless: "Okay, it's the Thirty-Three Days Witch Demon Draining Blood Array......

Fighting with the Taoist of Qinglian Temple before, Wu Tie's clothes were shattered, he simply rolled up a large piece of colorful divine light, condensed it into a set of colorful glow robes and split it on his body, and strode into the sky above Suidu.

"Come!" Wu Tie beckoned to Xiahou Nameless.

"Go!" Xiahou Wuming also ripped his clothes clean, he shouted, and the dazzling white and vast golden qi in the void converged, condensing into a silver-white robe on his body.

With a shake of his hands, Xiahou Nameless had an extra beast-faced square shield in his left hand and a heavy axe in his right hand.

Xiahou Wusheng and the other thirty-three Xiahou clansmen also strode forward, they were draped in heavy armor, and the armor on their bodies emitted dazzling light, and gradually, their skin turned into pure gold, like a war puppet made of gold.

The thirty-three days of the Witch Demon Blood Array had been formed, and Xiahou roared namelessly, and his body turned into a white light and broke into the array.

The original blood-draining array gave people a feeling of fierceness and boundlessness, and the rolling evil qi was almost substantial, which made people daunting. But after Xiahou entered the formation namelessly, the entire blood-draining array suddenly became agile, and the monstrous evil qi suddenly became restrained, condensed into wisps of silver rainbow like substance in the large array, circling and flying rapidly.

The figures of Xiahou Wuming, Xiahou Wusheng and others completely disappeared, and there were silver Changhong circling and flying in the void, and in the blink of an eye, the silver Changhong exploded, and a statue of a hundred feet tall, born with blue-faced fangs, and even three heads and six arms, or eight arms on all sides, with knotted muscles all over the body, stepping on dragons, waist wrapped around monster pythons, and witches and demons hovering around the earth, water, fire, wind, and tides appeared out of thin air.

The Blood Draining Array erupted with a turbid aura as red as blood, and the void around the Great Array squirmed and vibrate, faintly emitting a low thunderclap.

Then, this large array was like a black hole, slowly spinning, and the surrounding void, time, all tangible and intangible, perceptible and imperceptible existences, slowly collapsed into the large array.

Devour all things, annihilate all things.

"Please!" Xiahou's nameless voice came from the large array, and his voice became extremely cold and stiff, like a sharp sword that had been frozen in the glacier for countless years.

There were many Sui Dynasty generals around who were not cultivated enough, but when they heard Xiahou's nameless voice, they felt as if their spirits had been hit by a sword, and they screamed miserably, holding their heads and falling from the air.

"It's coming!" Wu Tie strode towards the secret witch array of the witch clan, and a huge suction force swirled and attacked, actively dragging Wu Tie into the big array.

In all directions, there was a condensed evil qi that had become a substance, mixed with the murderous intent in the hearts of Xiahou Wusheng and the others, the evil qi turned into blood, and countless wisps of evil qi roared towards Wu Tie with a piercing sound, like countless arrows shooting at him.

Wu Tie didn't take any precautions, and let these evil qi cut his body.

In the piercing tearing sound, one after another evil qi exploded into smithereens, and countless fine sparks exploded on Wu Tie's body, and the oily skin could not be damaged in the slightest.

The surroundings became terrifying.

Gravity soared rapidly, reaching millions of times the standard gravity of the outside world in an instant.

The air pressure is also soaring, also reaching the standard million air pressure in an instant.

The temperature is also soaring, it was only slightly hot when it entered the formation, but with the snap of his fingers, the temperature in the large array soared to millions of degrees...... At this temperature, even in the ordinary god realm, just a slight touch will instantly burn into charcoal.

Waves of terrifying thoughts like primeval beasts hit like a tide.

A huge roar of the demon god exploded in Wu Tie's ears, and then directly invaded his mind in waves.

The powerful, viscous killing intent was like glue, sticking to Wu Tie's skin, trying to follow his skin and invade his internal organs.

The illusion of countless corpses and mountains of blood and sea breeds in front of Wu Tie, and he saw countless giant demon gods tens of thousands of feet tall and countless strange creatures fighting wildly.

Turned into three heads and six arms, and Xiahou Nameless, with vertical eyebrows, waved three square shields and three heavy axes, and roared out of the large array.

His muscles became knotted, hot sweat poured out of his body like a waterfall, and he spewed terrible heat all over his body, exuding a suffocating aura and divine soul impact, like a mad demonic beast, rushing straight towards Wu Tie.

The Great Array of the Wu Clan is not too mysterious, it is pure, straightforward rudeness and violence.

Thirty-three Wu clan sons are connected as one, casting secret methods, activating bloodlines, obtaining the power of a certain Wu clan incarnation of a demon god in the ancient mythological era, connecting the power through the formation, in exchange for the blessing of the great power of heaven and earth, and then infused into the body of the person who formed the formation.

Let a person's strength be enhanced thousands of times, tens of thousands of times.

Even if it is a harmless little white rabbit, as long as it can withstand the blessing of this huge force, it can kill the dragon.

Even if he is a harmless little white rabbit, as long as he can withstand the pressure of this evil qi and divine soul impact, he will have endless combat skills and become the most terrifying fighting machine in heaven and earth.

Xiahou rushed in front of Wu Tie namelessly, with three heavy axes in his hands, and suddenly there were mysterious afterimages.

Either light, heavy, or extremely fast, the three heavy axes blasted out dozens of completely different artistic conceptions, and in an instant, tens of thousands of axes were slashed on Wu Tie's body.

The frequency of Xiahou's nameless attacks was sped up to a point where there was nothing to add.

The bullet counted ten thousand hits, then tens of thousands, then tens of thousands.

A heavy axe condensed by the power of Gengjin continued to explode, and each blow was like a meteor hitting the earth, placed in the outside world, any blow could completely destroy the land within a radius of millions of miles.

The huge roar continued to sound, and Xiahou roared wildly, hysterically pouring the endless power in his body towards Wu Tie.

With Xiahou's nameless cultivation, under the blessing of the Thirty-Three Days of Witch Demon Blood Array, his skin, muscles, and even bones and internal organs were constantly torn, and then with the blessing of the unique strong vitality of the Wu Clan, and with the support of the huge essence and blood energy, his injuries continued to heal.

Blood sprayed, roared like thunder.

Xiahou fell into a frenzied, primitive state of self.

He completely forgot everything about the outside world, he just attacked Wu Tie with all his might, and he tried his best, instinctively, to knock Wu Tie down.

This is he, as the old lady of the Sui Dynasty, the most stubborn obsession in his heart, the strongest perseverance.

He, Xiahou is unknown, an old minister of the Four Dynasties of the Sui Dynasty, and the current Taishi.

He, the contemporary patriarch of the Xiahou clan, and the ancestors of the Xiahou clan, once followed the founding god emperor of the Sui Dynasty and single-handedly established this glorious dynasty.

The ancestors of the Xiahou clan from generation to generation threw their heads and spilled their blood for the Sui Dynasty...... On the battlefields on the four sides, almost every year, the clansmen of the Xiahou clan were killed. On the ancestral hall of the Xiahou clan, there are countless spiritual seats of the Xiahou clan who died in battle.

Nine out of nine of those ancestors died in their souls.

But in the hearts of each clansman of the Xiahou clan, on the spiritual seat of the ancestral hall, there seemed to be a figure suspended there, condescendingly looking down on these still living clansmen.

The Xiahou clan has been integrated with the Sui Dynasty.

"I, I can't be defeated!" Xia Hou roared namelessly, and blood kept spurting from his mouth: "I, how can I be defeated?"

Xiahou has no name and his pride.

He never thought that because of Feng Rong's wanton behavior and because of the turmoil in the court of the Sui Dynasty, he would have the opportunity to kill so many demons and monsters with one hand.

A dozen venerable old monsters.

If only they could be killed here...... The war situation between the Sui Dynasty and the enemy countries in all directions will greatly benefit the Sui Dynasty.

Perhaps, the Sui Dynasty has a chance to completely eliminate the threat of the enemy countries in the four directions.

If this is the case, the Sui Dynasty will inevitably have a blazing national fortune and will be safe and secure.

And he, Xiahou, is nameless, and he will also be written in the history books of the Sui Dynasty, and the entire Xiahou clan will be forever remembered by the Sui Dynasty and the opposition because of this battle.

But...... Wu Tie!

"Give it to me, defeat!" Xiahou roared in nameless hysteria, his attacks becoming wilder and more alarmingly frequent.

Countless dazzling fires exploded on Wu Tie's body, and in the loud noise, Wu Tie stood firmly in place, no matter how Xiahou borrowed the power of the big array to bombard indiscriminately, he just stood firmly in place and did not move.

Just now, the Great Dao Dao patterns in those multi-spiral light flows in Wu Tie's body had a large number of Dao patterns integrated into his body.

His divine fetus had collapsed to only one zhang high, Wu Tie's strength had increased by leaps and bounds, and his comprehension of Pangu's true body had some more whimsical ideas, and his strength had increased a lot again.

The attack of this blood-draining array had indeed reached the level of the supreme level.

But if you want to deal with Wu Tie at this moment, it's still a bit insufficient.

Wu Tie endured Xiahou Nameless's indiscriminate bombardment, Xiahou Nameless was covered with blood-colored flames, and he had completely fallen into a state of madness.

After a quarter of an hour, Wu Tie raised his right hand violently and threw a punch out.

With a loud bang, the entire thirty-three days of the Witch Demon Draining Blood Array collapsed, and Xiahou Wuming, Xiahou Wusheng and others vomited blood together, and fell from the sky one by one with pale faces.

"We are brothers of the same origin...... Since I recognize this great array, I will naturally break this great array. ”

Wu Tie looked down at Xiahou Wuming, who was unable to stand up when he fell to the ground and kept vomiting blood, and smiled indifferently: "Senior brother, you, don't worry about the affairs of the Sui Dynasty." You, rest in peace, is to ...... in the future We'll talk about that later. ”

Wu Tie waved his hand, Lao Tie scolded, and a large group of Five Elements Elf elders rushed up, serving one by three, five and one, supporting Xiahou and them namelessly, and at the same time separating them from a distance.

Wu Tie looked at Feng Qi and the others with bleak faces in the distance, and said indifferently: "Now, when I speak, you have to listen...... You're not going to object, are you?"

A Taoist of the Qinglian Temple snorted angrily.

The black sword turned into a wisp of black sword light, which instantly pierced through his body.

The man's vitality suddenly collapsed, and he fell headlong into the air.

Wu Tie smiled, he had already snatched the ancient jade talisman in Xiahou Nameless's hand and crushed it casually.

The original version of the Torch Inheritance Great Array shook violently, and then the rudimentary, crude altars everywhere were extinguished at the same time.

A flint flame the size of a water tank flew up from the ruins of the Qianyuan Palace, and the Great Dao Furnace flew over quickly, swallowing this flint flame that had been passed down from generation to generation in one gulp.

Wu Tie roared, he cast the "Pangu Sutra", turned into Pangu's true body, his strength soared again, and at this moment, Wu Tie, who was more than 50,000 zhang tall, stood in mid-air, emitting a huge mana tide as amazing as a tsunami in all directions.

Under the shock of Wu Tie, no one dared to move.

"Someone, Your Majesty will be Fengrong, please come over. ”

Wu Tie laughed loudly, and the Blood Prison let out a long roar, and rushed straight towards the colorless Fengrong.

All around, no one dared to move.

vertex