The Mandate of Heaven has been destroyed, and there is no worthy king!

Under countless pairs of incredulous gazes, the Phaseless Emperor Blade's weapon soul was like a terrifying nightmare from the dark hell, directly dragging the Heavenly Destiny Sword into the abyss of ten thousand tribulations that would never turn over.

It was also at the moment when the peerless edge of the Heavenly Mandate Sword quietly dissipated.

The Phaseless Emperor Blade nailed to the body of the Distant Diagram suddenly emitted an incomparably violent power fluctuation.

"Wow"

The sound of a strong sword roar shook the sky, and a series of rich dark rays bloomed into the sky.

The invisible awe-inspiring momentum can be described as a slashing of the heavens and the earth, exuding a terrifying power that makes everyone in the audience tremble.

The faces of the crowd changed dramatically.

Feeling the blade of the Phaseless Emperor Blade that constantly broke through the original boundaries and climbed sharply to strengthen the edge of the world, everyone was heartily shocked.

The shocking scenes, wave after wave, one after another.

The undefeated god of war was trembling all over his body, he didn't even have the strength to hate and roar, and blood continued to flow from his chest and mouth, and he lost all the energy of life.

Lost!

Lose and lose!

Ji Liang, the priest god of war who fell in the rubble below, and Chi Qianling, the god of war of Xingshu, raised their eyes weakly to look at the distant map that had no strength to resist, and both of them couldn't help but fall into the endless abyss of despair.

Killing people is not enough, how can you punish people and destroy people's desires.

This battle!

How many people were killed.

How many hearts have been punished!

Tang Bufan, the "Zhonglu" Emperor of Mo, sighed deeply, looking at the bloody and rain-filled holy war platform, and then at the young figure standing on the top of the battle platform, he shook his head and muttered to himself.

"I'm afraid it's going to change!"

Zhonglu, I'm afraid it's going to change.

The wind is surging, and today's war will definitely cause a sensation in Kyushu.

"Kill!"

"Boom!"

Killings that tend to be one-sided are still taking place.

The knife is blunt and weak, and the hands and feet are numb.

But the frenzied revenge that originated from Wu Zong did not stop with the defeat of the enemy.

It's the pain of returning.

It's even more desperate to return back.

If it is the other way around, the other party will not have any mercy.

In the God of War Palace, many masters of the Thunder Saint Clan quickly fell.

The arrogance and domineering that once gave them disappeared cleanly at this moment.

As for the participants who were united by the forces of ordinary sects, they were directly defeated and exploded in an all-round way.

No matter how they begged for mercy, Wu Zong did not have the slightest mercy.

"Don't, don't kill me, please, we know it's wrong. ”

A disciple of the Charm Sect knelt in front of Wang Li, terrified to the extreme.

However, Wang Li said calmly, "If you do something wrong, you should always pay the price."

"Shhh

A rain of blood danced, and the cry for mercy stopped abruptly, and a helpless body fell into a pool of blood.

On the battlefield, there is only victory and defeat, and there is no mercy.

It's a choice they've made before.

Obviously, there is not the slightest grudge to do so, but when Wuzong is in a desperate situation, people like who participated in it and fell into the well are not worthy of forgiveness at all.

"Kill!"

The killings continued, and the side known as the "ants" showed a bloodthirsty side.

Looking at the disciples of the God of War Palace who fell one after another, the priest God of War Ji Liang gritted his teeth, and he wanted to get up from the ruins.

However, in the next moment, the air flow was rhythmic, and a young figure exuding a strong demonic aura appeared in front of it.

Ji Liang raised his head, and under the dazzling light, the outline of the other party's face was so difficult to look up.

"As a sign of respect for you, I'll send you on your way with my own hands"

The faint voice showed calm, and the tower-shaped Futu heavy sword swayed with a flame-like light.

At this moment, Ji Liang didn't choose to struggle.

At the moment when the far-reaching plan was defeated, the fate of today's War God Palace was already doomed.

Ji Liang's lips twitched slightly, and he whispered, "Hope is your strongest blow." ”

"Yes!"

After the other party said that, Ji Liang closed his eyes in resignation.

"Tom"

In the next instant, a pillar of violent torrent that shook the sky and shattered the earth directly broke through the heavenly dome.

The devastating shock waves that stirred the mountains and rivers were like the 10,000-year-old volcano that erupted in an instant, the earth shattered inch by inch, and thousands of rubbles turned into powder.

In an instant, the entire platform of holy war ceased to exist in an instant.

And, all of them disappeared without a trace, as well as the breath and figure of the priest God of War Jiliang.

Under the roaring wind and dust, only the young figure holding the Futu Demon Sword and exuding a chilling demonic aura remained in the ruins that burst open sharply.

Lie Sheng Kite, Situ Hanye, Ji Tao, Wei Yan and other geniuses on the Billboard couldn't help but feel an indescribable compassion and desolation in their hearts.

No. 4 on the list.

Priest God of War, Jiliang.

Fall!

At the same time, the Star God of War, Chi Qianling, was already shrouded in a dazzling golden shenghui.

In front of her, there was Qiao Xiaowan, a six-winged ancestral butterfly with the same solemn face.

After all, he is the top demon genius on the list.

Even if you are defeated!

Nor does it disgrace its dignity.

The intertwined golden Shenghui stirred the domineering cyclone flow, and Chi Qianling, who was in it, also closed her eyes in despair.

"It's not going to end like this, hahahahaha"

Chi Qianling's mouth let out a laugh that was almost crazy.

Then the majestic golden flow was like a divine flame that burned the sky, directly devouring it and drowning it in it.

11th on the list.

Xingshu God of War, Chi Qianling!

Fall!

As for the other god of war, Helianqi, he still has no breath.

The huge sharp icicles that slanted through the platform of the Holy War penetrated deep into the depths of the platform.

Helian Qi, dead or alive?

Not many people cared.

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Cast with blood, piled up with human life.

One after another, the geniuses of the heavens have permanently fallen and disappeared here, and one super new star after another has risen strongly.

But what no one expected was that what finally stood at the top of the Fengyun List was not the God of War Palace, not the Emperor Hong Palace, not the major saint clans, but a small martial sect.

Everyone's eyes showed indescribable depth.

Mu Feng who fused the bones of the Demon Emperor.

Ancestral Butterfly Qiao Xiaowan, who has a six-winged emperor-level bloodline.

Dragon Xuanshuang, who reproduces the power of the Ice Emperor's inheritance.

The emperor who is in charge of the soul of the war phoenix.

There is also the Holy Flame Burning Sky, the Holy Wing Heavenly Flame Sparrow who supported the defeat of the entire Martial Sect with his own demonic power.

These people, all of them are linked to their arrogant figures.

Mid-Continent!

It's really going to change.

The killing is gradually coming to an end.

When, the moment the last enemy figure fell, what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was completely a blood-colored world.

Miserable!

Appalling!

Without exception, the God of War Palace has all suffered a bloodbath!

The Thunder Holy Clan, except for Lei Zhixin, who did not participate in the war, and Lei Xiaolan and the two were all slaughtered.

And those sect forces that have united to fall into the well are directly bleeding.

The fate that appeared on Lingyun Sect reappeared again.

The behemoth-like God of War Palace also finally fell on the Shura field of the Holy War Recruitment.

The scene in front of him made countless people fall into endless silence.

What's funny is that because of Yizhou's interception, the two sects of Xuanyang Palace and Qixiao Pavilion were not able to enter the main battlefield.

They were isolated in the outer area, but they escaped the killing of Wu Zong by mistake.

However, they didn't even dare to let out the atmosphere.

The eyes of He Yan, Yang Xu and the others were filled with deep horror.

The hearts of everyone in the two sects were hanging in their throats, and they were afraid that the Wu Sect would cast a terrifying gaze.

Luckily.

The people of the Martial Sect didn't seem to point the butcher's knife in this direction.

A bloody battlefield world.

One by one, the disciples of the Martial Sect who were soaked in blood raised their heads and looked at the blue Nine Heavens Void.

Survived!

"Hahaha"

The crowd laughed.

smiled and smiled, and two lines of blood and tears flowed out of his eyes.

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They have endured too much.

Also lost too much.

Although he stood at the end, there were many companions who stayed here forever.

"Bang!"

Wu Yan knelt on his knees, and the hand holding the battle knife finally let go at this moment.

It's a good feeling to be alive.

"Pei Ye, have you seen it, our Martial Sect is standing on the top of the Holy War."

Pei Ye!

A name that touched everyone in the Martial Sect.

Qiu Xingyi, Wang Li, Chi Qianying, Zhao Qingyi, including Chu Zhen, couldn't help but look at the distant sky, in the distant Tianjue Lake, an unyielding unicorn soul seemed to be roaring in the sky.

"Survived!"

Wu Mian's eyes were flushed, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"Wu Mian, your hand" Xiao Yan covered her small mouth with a flustered expression.

Wu Mian looked down at his empty right arm, "It's okay, when I, Wu Lao Er, step into the Saint King Realm in the future, this arm can slowly grow back." ”

"Che, what about you returning to the Saint King Realm? I, Ding Xiaoyun, don't dare to say such things. ”

As he spoke, Ding Xiaoyun stood up with his arm around the wild monkey's shoulder, which had also lost a left leg.

"Hahahaha, I also have a dream!"

These are all unknown little people of Wu Zong.

I can't even imagine that one day I will be able to step on the platform of holy war.

Looking at their appearance at the moment, the major power clans couldn't help but be a little conscious.

For Wu Zong, it was already good to be able to survive.

At this moment, they are the brave ones who really stand at the top of the list.

Standing on the corpses of the War God Palace and the Thunder Holy Clan, standing above the Holy War.

"Buzz"

At the same time, all the Martial Sect disciples and demon beasts were all beams of colorful light.

For example, the light of thousands of divine rainbows rushed straight into the sky, quickly surging towards the phantom of the Holy Bird with a wingspan, and under a pair of amazed eyes, the illusory body of the Holy Wing Heavenly Flame Sparrow condensed at the speed of flesh and eyes.

"Wow!"

The Celestial Flame Sparrow that returned to the entity danced in the air, then spread its wings and fluttered in the void, and then turned into a slender and tall shadow in the sharply converging flames.

"Boom!"

Without waiting for everyone to come to their senses, the abrupt mountains and rivers swayed, and the sky changed color.

The two pillars carved with giant dragons and golden mangs on the No. 1 Holy War Platform were all ancient rune secret urns that glowed with incomparably gorgeous ancient runes.

Countless auroras are staggered.

The mesa in the center of the Holy War Platform quickly cracked, and with the sound of rolling wind and thunder, a huge stone monument slowly rose from the ground.

"Wow"

The ancient majestic atmosphere spreads in all directions, and the stone tablet stands on the battle platform, and, on the stone tablet, there are eye-catching names lined up.

From top to bottom, no more, no less, there are fifty.

Looking at this scene, the major list-level geniuses couldn't help but have an understanding.

The four emperors of the Emperor Hong Palace, Lin Yingqi of the Five Elements Clan, Situ Hanye of the Wind and Frost City, and Yizhou of Hanyun Sect all breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"The ranking of the Billboard is about to be refreshed!"