As Sun Bihua's voice sounded, an extremely ancient and vicissitudes of life instantly dispersed the bloody and murderous aura in the sky, permeating the mountains.

In the east of the Zongshan Gate, the earth immediately sent out a violent tremor, as if it was about to collapse.

Except for the monks of the Donglin Sect, everyone was frightened and in turmoil.

Directly below the ground, the soil layer burst open, revealing a huge brick-red spire, and after a more violent tremor, the entire giant tower rose out from the depths of the earth, with a terrifying wave that changed the color of the wind and clouds, and rose straight into the sky.

Everyone only felt that the sky was dark, and before they had time to react at all, the huge tower body burned with cyan flames, colliding with the earth-shattering giant sword!

At the touch of a button, there was no sound, and no terrifying and violent fluctuations erupted.

It's just that where the two collide, two completely different forces are frantically eroding and twisting.

In the space, cracks spread out like spider webs, and instantly spread to all sides, making the entire sky seem to be a cracked mirror, showing a tendency to be overwhelmed.

It actually destroyed the space!

Although the Tianhe Continent was located on the edge of the Mountain and Sea Realm, and after the Heaven and Earth War that exterminated the Ten Thousand Realms in the early years, the space was already fragile, but at least it needed to touch the power of the threshold of the Divine Realm to have a way to shake it.

The Ancient Sword Giant Tower was frozen for a moment, and then separated in an instant, and the aura of its whole body dimmed to varying degrees.

Within a radius of thousands of miles to the east, the grass and trees withered in an instant, and the river dried up visibly to the naked eye.

And the blood of the Heavenly Sword Valley Ancestor spurted wildly, Yuan Ying almost collapsed, and half of the disciples were in a coma, and the Brilliant Sword Lotus disappeared on the spot.

Above the canopy, the skeleton-like head of the Ghost Spirit Sect Ancestor holding the green banner let out a dry smile, "This is the treasure of your Eastern Lin Sect?" Very good, I see what you can do to resist my Ghost Spirit Sect treasure after this blow." ”

His face was hideous, his body withered again, and after the green flag in his hand shone brightly, it burst out with a suction force like a sea tide, sucking the souls scattered between heaven and earth one after another, turning into a gray-green flag the size of a hundred zhang, hidden from the sky.

The gray-green banner waved in the wind, tumbling endlessly, and the yin wind between heaven and earth roared angrily, like a ghost whimpering.

On top of the banner, a terrifying ghost creature with three ears and two mouths and four eyes laughed and laughed, and a gray liquid continued to flow out of its mouth, stretching out its huge arms, and slowly crawling out of the banner.

As soon as the ghost appeared, everyone felt a suffocating pressure.

A ghost thing in the late Yuan Infant realm!

After the Yuanying Giant Ghost got out of trouble, a deep green fire lit up in his eyes, and the fierce light burst out, as if he was about to grab the Ghost Spirit Sect Ancestor regardless of whether he was or her.

The Ghost Spirit Sect Ancestor drank violently, "Evil beast!"

On the head of the giant ghost, the shackles like an iron chain immediately turned red, and a rolling flame rose, burning the giant ghost to the point of baring his teeth for a while, and after roaring in pain, he reined in his arrogance and obediently pressed down frantically towards the east of the mountain gate.

On the canopy, ten thousand ghosts roared and rushed, like black clouds falling from the sky, surging down.

Sun Bihua stood between the mountains, looked up, and sneered, "Do you think that my Donglin Sect has been inherited for nearly two thousand years, and as the first major sect in the past, the Megatron Continent has been in power for hundreds of years, so there is only this bit of heritage?"

He was full of golden energy, and after spitting out a mouthful of pure gold blood, he dipped it with his index finger, drew a talisman in the air, and melted into the Dao tower above, and said in his mouth: "The great tribulation of the sect, please ask the ancestors to manifest!"

After the giant tower shuddered, purple thunder erupted.

An ancient and majestic voice suddenly sounded, "Quasi!"

In an instant, an old figure bathed in purple plasma flew out from the top of the tower, like a thunder god descending, carrying thousands of demon spirits sealed in the tower behind him, and swept towards the huge primordial infant ghost thing!

Zhao Shenbi looked up, his eyes were shocked, "Four generations of ancestors!"

After the purple thunder shadow smashed the fingers of the Yuanying Giant Ghost with a punch, he seemed to sense something, turned his head slightly, and showed a relieved and satisfied smile at Zhao Shenbi.

In the next moment, the thunder of the Nine Heavens gathered, running in the sky like a dragon and snake, entangled in the body of the four generations of ancestors, and rushed into the ten thousand ghosts again.

Since ancient times, the thunder of heaven and earth has the power to suppress the ghosts and ghosts, and the thunder monks who practice the thunder method are the thorns in the eyes of the world's ghost cultivators, and they are even more afraid to avoid the existence.

Invincible, kill all against the odds!

On the other battlefield, fierce battles are also raging at the moment, and they are not inferior to either side at the foot of the mountain or in the air.

On the top of another mountain, Gao Yu sat cross-legged, his body not moving an inch since the beginning of the war.

However, in the palm of his hand, a crystal ball the size of a fist shone brightly, constantly projecting all the information of the entire battlefield within a radius of thousands of miles.

Magical powers, palm view of mountains and rivers!

Presumably, this crystal ball is a rare treasure left in the jade seal containing the Gaoding Botong Shinto Collection.

With the continuous observation of the rapidly changing situation of the entire battlefield, the transmission notes in Gao Yu's hands fell like a torrential rain, and they poured into the hands of the various forbidden armies and Donglin Sect monks with unmistakable precision, dispatching everyone in great detail.

Like a king, dispatch thousands of troops!

Under the strength of several times that of his own, the Donglin Sect is still in an orderly manner and does not show the slightest decline!

And the fifty God Shooting Vehicles, at this moment, were also urged by the forbidden army with all their might, directly rising into the clouds in the sky, and launched a back-and-forth shooting with Gao Lu's Sun Shattering Ship.

The clouds burst vertically and horizontally, shocking the earth.

The rest of the thousands of forbidden troops gathered in one place, and their spiritual power and aura were all as if they were coming from one, constantly converging, and under the gathering of a chapter of golden tiger talismans, they turned into a huge spirit body wearing brilliant golden armor, holding a crescent moon broadsword, standing up to the sky and the earth!

However, what is extremely strange is that none of the Yuanying Monks on both sides, who are enough to overturn the overall situation, have not personally entered the battlefield until now, and they have not moved.

It seems that they are all waiting for an opportunity, and as soon as they make a move, they will use thunderous means to seek a final word.

On the Baiyu Square of the East Sect, the four ancestors of the Gao family guarded the road for Zhao Xiuyun, their faces sweating, and they tried their best to resist the rolling sword qi on Zhao Xiuyun's body.

And Zhao Xiuyun closed his eyes cross-legged, and kept flicking the green jade ancient sword in his hand with his fingers, his face was solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy.

As his fingertips shook the ancient sword, the aura of the sword body quickly rose, obviously it was only the realm of the early Yuan Infant, but there was a terrifying momentum that even the monks of the late Yuan Infant would die under the sword.

However, on the ground, the battle situation is becoming more and more worrying.

As Yuan Chang joined forces with the Tianjiao Daozi of the rest of the clans and clans, after forming a group, Zhao Shenbi could not kill him at all, and was even surrounded in the middle, so he could only continue to defend passively.

And Yuan Chang took advantage of the gap between the shots, constantly distracted and issued Dao Dao orders, commanded the army of monks to completely stabilize the formation, and in turn suppressed the side of the Donglin Sect, and marched all the way.

At this moment, everyone in the Donglin Sect was already injured, and even the long sword magic weapon that Ma Yuanzhen had refined not long ago was full of vertical and horizontal cracks, and his robes were mottled with bloodstains.

But no one returned.

If the spiritual weapon has been broken, it will be bombarded with spells, if the spiritual power is exhausted, it will be shot with the physical body, and if there is nothing left, it will directly explode the magic body.

Even if you die, you have to pull each other on their backs!

This battlefield is not as earth-shattering as the high air, nor as powerful as the mid-air, but it is unprecedentedly tragic and bloody.

Often when they meet, they have to separate life and death, just like between mortal kingdoms, after the two armies hedge, leaving behind a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood piled up with human flesh.

Shi Kun waved the long stick in his hand, shattering the oncoming flying sword with one blow, but his arm was pierced by the spirit weapon spear stabbed at the same time, and the blood spurted wildly.

Of the three thousand disciples of the Donglin Sect, nearly a thousand have fallen.

Qing Yu was also covered with vertical and horizontal scars, blood sprayed wildly, and his breath plummeted.

Looking at the comrade who fell heroically without the slightest sign of regret, Zhao Shenbi's heart seemed to be dripping blood.

In my heart, there was unprecedented sadness and severe pain.

He looked at Yuan Chang, who was showing a cruel smile in the midst of the heavy protection, and his fingers turned white with pain because of the exertion.

A brutal murderous intent enveloped him.

"Senior Brother Zhao, no!"

"Brother Shen Bi, come back quickly!"

The sound of applause was everywhere.

However, Zhao Shenbi didn't care about it at all, and his body was like a sharp arrow, and he plunged into the enemy's belly!

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