The beast's roar nearly shattered the last shred of the Direwolf's sanity.

Even if he was well-informed and in a high position, how could he have thought that what caused Bai Ze's chirp that day was actually an oxygen lemon.

I don't know why, his pants were hot, as if something was leaking out, and they were wet.

"I have a sword..."

A chant appeared in the ring, like a materialized ribbon, surrounding Bai Ze's holy sword, like an ancient god and demon whispering.

Although this voice is soft, it is like a proverb, awakening the souls of all the audience, and the cells around the body tremble and silently harmonize.

Whether it is the people outside the screen or the audience around the ring, they all close their eyes and swing their heads regularly, as if listening to someone chanting, which is difficult to refuse.

Even a small bow and arrow, a blood-drinking mad knife, and a fiery red sun silently followed and swayed.

Ye Qingluo, the goddess on the field, also closed her eyes lightly.

In her ears, there seemed to be a white beast, whispering in a low voice, saying things that she could understand, but also some things she couldn't understand, but some like the ancient Chinese language.

No one could have expected that in the always busy world of Middle-earth, all the people from other worlds would close their eyes at the same time and enjoy all this.

Except for two people.

Soul Killing Desolate Jade looked at the held up Bai Ze Holy Sword through the screen, his pupils dilated, and the "Soul Slaying Demon Knife - Slashing Yellow Spring" in his hand trembled slightly, and the majestic battle intent naturally arose, as if he wanted to get out of the control of Soul Slaying Desolate Jade.

Naturally, the ghost spirit also sensed the abnormality of slashing Huangquan, stretched out a finger, pressed the restless Soul Slayer Demon Knife, and pouted: "What can cause such a big reaction from you?" Isn't it just a broken sword! ”

"!! Waves"

A knife roar emanated from inside the Yellow Spring, venting its dissatisfaction. Obviously, it didn't like the Phantom to call the sword in Oxygen Lemon's hand a "broken sword." ”

The ghost stomped his foot angrily: "Soul Killer Jade, you don't care about your weapons?" Even it can bully me! ”

Soul Slayer Desolate Jade didn't speak, just stretched out his index finger, pressed the restless and dissatisfied Huang Quan, stared at the white sword on the screen tightly, listening to the whisper of the oxygen lemon, his blood was tumbling, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

There is a soul-killing desolate jade, and the slashing Huangquan is no longer restless, and it has calmly turned into a sword.

"Slightly, you are the broken sword~~"

The Phantom gave Huang Quan a blank look, snorted lightly, and ignored it again.

In the middle of the screen, Oxygen Lemon slowly put down the raised Bai Ze Holy Sword, and the silver teeth lightly raised:

"You can kill immortals..."

It was another four-character proverb, and the audience around the ring with their eyes closed all lifted their breath, holding it to their throats, unable to exhale, as if someone was choking their throats.

In front of their eyes, a white Zerui beast appeared out of thin air and soared into the sky. Behind it was a winged woman holding a white holy sword.

Their goal was to reach all the mortal immortals in the Heavenly Court.

Some people are holding purple gold gourds, some people are wearing cyan old cows under their crotch, some people are wearing red Taoist robes, and some people are spitting out Xuantian long snakes...

A beast, a sword, a woman.

Chop the clouds, cut the immortals, and chop the heavens.

Everyone knows that the immortals are unstoppable, the mana is boundless, the hands and eyes reach the sky, and they can know the stars and mortal dust, and they can also break through Xuanyuan with a sword and gallop among the clouds.

Thorn, pick, flip, prick.

Women's sword moves are unpretentious, even if they are three-year-old children on the street, they can dance a few styles.

But even the immortals who are addicted to the wine-colored meat forest and can't extricate themselves always have one word engraved in their minds:

The road to simplicity.

A few simple tricks, no fancy, the effect can be seen.

To everyone's astonishment, the entire Heavenly Court was cut in half.

The purple gourd was broken, the green ox under the crotch died, the red robe was burned, and the giant snake in its mouth died...

The only thing left was the woman who stepped on the white beast, and the Bai Ze Holy Sword that didn't get a drop of blood.

Just when the audience thought it was going to end, the woman spoke again and sang the voice of the Siren:

"You can get rid of the demons!"

Without waiting for everyone to catch their breath, the woman on the Rui Beast leaned down and stroked the neck of the white Rui Beast, as if giving some order.

I saw the white beast roaring in the sky, like a falling meteor, rushing towards the ring.

The spectators on both sides of the ring wanted to dodge, but found that their bodies were already stiff, and their feet had no ability to dodge at all, so they could only helplessly welcome the arrival of Bai Zerui Beast.

5 thousand meters.

Three thousand meters.

One kilometer.

A stone's throw away.

Unlike the previous immortal spirit, the current Bai Ze seemed to be a killing god from hell, and the aura of destruction came from all over his body, and he only wanted to destroy all the creatures that dared to violate his majesty.

"It's over, are you going to die?"

Everyone closed their eyes helplessly, waiting for death to come.

A strange scene happened.

Although Bai Ze was huge, it was like air, passing through all the spectators and entering the ground lightly.

One foot stepped into the ghost gate, but was pushed out by the little ghost inside, and shouted: "It's not you, why are you in a hurry?" This is not where you come from. ”

In an instant, cold sweat flowed.

Even so, the woman didn't look at them.

Entering the underground, a terrifying scene appeared before their eyes.

Beside Bai Ze, on the barren ground, countless pairs of various hands suddenly drilled out, and the roar of the ground was everywhere, longing for the blood of the Rui Beast.

The ground tore apart, and terrifying creatures revealed their faces.

Deformed skeletons.

Shadowy ghosts.

Little girl with half a face.

A massive minotaur.

...

All kinds of strangely shaped creatures appear in front of the audience's eyes, repeatedly challenging the physiological limits of what they can accept.

They seem to be real creatures, and the sound of heavy breathing laps on their faces, and the horrible creatures stick to their faces, ripping your nerves at any moment.

"Roar!!"

I don't know which monster died, and the ground shook again. This time it wasn't a geological movement, but a myriad of monsters set off at the same time, shaking the entire center of the earth.

They have only one goal.

Bai Ze, and the woman on it.

Looking at the woman who couldn't see her face clearly, she didn't have the slightest fear, jumped off Bai Ze's back, held the white holy sword, and rushed into the group of monsters.

Even if she is deeply trapped in the enemy army, the woman does not have any panic, and she is relaxed with one move.

The white holy sword in his hand was still not stained with blood. Even if it pierces the shoulder blade of the minotaur with the highest defense, it will not encounter any obstacles, like piercing an inconspicuous rag.

As for Bai Ze, as if he had entered a no-man's land, his fierce iron hooves trampled on all the ugly creatures.

The skeleton was trampled to powder, the ghost was hacked away, the little girl ran away crying, and the minotaur shook its head.

The entire hell demon trembled for a man, a beast, and a sword.

Not only that, but the foreheads of the audience in the ring were also covered with sweat, and their legs couldn't stop shaking, wanting to leave and cheer for the woman.

"Bai Ze Holy Sword!"