On the battlefield of the two realms, the death rate has become higher and higher, and the soldiers on both sides have also fallen more and more.

For example, the forces of the upper five palaces in the Chaos Realm have lost more than one percent of their foundation this time, and the lower ninth-rate family has suffered heavy losses. However, among the upper five associations, because they have not been able to agree with the idea, they have not gone all out on the battlefield, but have preserved some strength.

Human beings are greedy, and so is God, who will inevitably prioritize his own interests even when it comes to life and death.

What's more, as the presidents of the Shangwumen Association, they are all absolute politicians, and they can always maintain a high sensitivity to the current situation. This may seem like a critical juncture, but is it really the case? The answer is no, the Chaos Realm has never been so fragile.

As long as the Sage doesn't make a move, there is absolutely no way to attack with those Shura dead soldiers.

Don't look at the current death rate, but if you put it on the battlefield, it can only be regarded as a pediatric. After all, in terms of overall strength, both sides only used some fur, and the only strong person who really walked on the battlefield was only a member of the Returning Saint Realm.

Heavenly Sin, the fourth-ranked powerhouse in the Holy Realm, can be said to be a great general in the hands of the Holy Dao.

Holding a sharp Wraith Halberd, every swing can take away a life, which is very terrifying. At least until this time, no one has been able to stop him, and the generals of the Chaos Realm, even if they gather together, will not be able to resist his single piercing.

Seeing that, the blood stained on his hands was getting more and more, and at this moment, a white figure appeared in front of him.

It was a middle-aged man, holding a sharp saber in his hand, pointing in the direction of the Heavenly Sin. On his body, the white clothes are better than the snow, and the golden complexion is superimposed, but there is no abruptness, and his knife-like face is very handsome.

This man, who looks a little similar to Wei Jiu, is undoubtedly Wei Xuegu, the second combat force in the Chaos Realm.

"That's enough, what's the point of bullying such a weak general? God, your opponent is me!" Wei Xuegu said coldly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Tianxi's body trembled, looking at the man in white in front of him, he was inevitably a little afraid in his heart. But on top of his face, he still pretended to be calm, and shouted angrily, "It's good, I'm still worried that you won't come out... In this way, the two of us can have a good chance of winning and losing!"

His fear is also justified, after all, they have fought many times between them.

It's just that every time, Wei Xuegu can win, at the beginning, he is slightly inferior to Tianxi, and in the end, Wei Xuegu easily wins. It is not difficult to see from this that Wei Xuegu is not only better than him, but also has a lot of talent and talent.

If he continues to grow up according to this trend, he has absolutely no chance of winning, so he will inevitably feel a little timid.

"If your subordinates are defeated, they deserve to tell me what to say about winning or losing?" hehe, it's ridiculous!" Wei Xuegu said coldly, "Who gave you such a big guts? Hehe, please tell him that if you want to invade the Chaos Realm, don't daydream!"

At this time, there are only a few people who dare to call the Sage Qingdao's real name, Qianyuan Dao is counted as one, and Wei Xuegu is also counted as one.

The Qianyuan Daoist and the Sage Qingdao are companions themselves, and they can be regarded as brothers, and there is no distinction between seniority and inferiority. As for Wei Xuegu, he had won the prestige of Shengtian Banzi in the past, so there was also no difference between him and the Sage Qingdao.

In his eyes, the Sage Qingdao was just an opponent, an opponent who could sing and cry.

......

The moment Wei Xuegu's voice fell, the heavenly evil finally made a move, and the wraith halberd swung and crossed a bright silver arc.

"Kill!" Wei Xuegu also shouted coldly.

It was like a trumpet, and at the moment he gave the order, a terrifying battle intent emerged among the ancient gods of the Chaos Realm. The battlefield was ignited in an instant, and the ancient gods of the Chaos Realm, who had been suppressed, directly set off a wave of counterattacks.

However, Wei Xuegu didn't have time to pay attention to so much, his opponent was a heavenly evil.

Although he has always had the absolute upper hand, no one dares to guarantee that there will be any new growth during this period of time. What's more, even if he wins, the advantage is not big, if he doesn't fight with all his strength, it's really uncertain who will die in the end.

The blade of the sword in his hand shook, and a sense of righteousness instantly burst out from Wei Xuegu's body, resisting each other with the heavenly evil.

Haoyang Sword, this is a divine weapon that Wei Xuegu captured some time ago, as for the source, it was cast by fusing his original sword and a treasure.

That treasure is actually not precious, it can only be regarded as a treasure in the Vientiane Realm, and in the Chaos Realm, it actually does not contain much aura. However, there is one point, there is a heroic righteousness on it, which is the reason why Wei Jiu handed it over to Wei Xuegu, after all, there is no such thing in the Chaos Realm.

The world is vast, and righteousness lasts forever.

Wei Xuegu finally comprehended these eight characters after a long period of retreat, and since then, a new sub-holy vessel has been born.

Cultivating the righteousness of heaven and earth, the perfection of ancient and modern law, Wei Xuegu's state of mind is so high. Under this firmament, perhaps he is the only one who can do this, and he is the only one who can stick to his heart so much.

And the Haoyang Sword is as if it was born because of him, and its fit with him is almost perfect.

After the Haoyang Sword was released, although Wei Xuegu also tried a few times, he didn't really meet the enemy. It is no exaggeration to say that Tianxi is the first opponent that Haoyang Sword has encountered, and if he can use his blood to open the seal, it will be a great story for the ages.

Wei Xuegu's body jumped up and floated in mid-air, as if he was above the heavenly evil.

The body and mind were shocked, and for some reason, there was always a bad feeling in the mind of the heavenly evil. Especially after he saw the Haoyang Sword in Wei Xuegu's hand, his heart was even more shocked, he didn't know what it meant, but it was definitely not a good thing.

Sure enough, the moment he raised his head, he knew why he felt this way.

Wei Xuegu's body was still floating in mid-air, and above his palm, the Haoyang Sword seemed to coincide with the sun. No, to be precise, the blade of the sword in his hand seems to be the sun at the moment, and what Wei Xuegu represents is the light that illuminates all things.

The blade of the sword struck, piercing the sky, and a ray of sunlight spilled down the shattered trail and shone on the battlefield. This ray of sunshine shines on the barren hearts of every combatant, awakening the last ray of humanity in their hearts.

He is light, and Wei Xuegu at that time was a ray of sunshine between heaven and earth.

Everywhere he goes, darkness will be engulfed, and as long as he is there, there is still hope in this world. No one knew why they had such thoughts, but like seeds, the thoughts quickly took root in their hearts.