Chapter 122: Heavy casualties

Huang Huanyang seems to be an individual, and his physical body is extremely powerful, and he feels that it is not inferior to the physical strength of the Devouring Clan.

Because his bare skin just now floated, it was very dazzling.

"The deity does not kill the nameless!"

Swallowing it raw, he rubbed the part of his arm that he had resisted just now, and said contemptuously.

"What's the use of a dead man knowing so much?"

Huang Huanyang couldn't hear him pretending to be there, so he immediately went back.

Swallowing the sky alive was stunned by him for a while,

"Okay, good, I'm going to kick your head like a ball!"

Swallowing the weather alive and laughing, his fist clattering.

Lao Dao looked at the two people who fell from the sky, and his heart was sent, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, it seems that these two people are not very friendly to the heavens.

"Our brothers are saved!"

The heart demon was a little lucky, although he was understated just now, but in fact, he was also panicked, now it's okay, the sky has fallen and the tall ones are here to carry it, and there is nothing to do with them.

The battle is about to break out, swallowing the sky alive and the blood is monstrous, but Huang Huanyang and Lin Yuxiang are not inferior to him, this is a close battle, but Lin Yang's side has the advantage in numbers, the spear is like electricity, sending out bursts of dragon groans, specifically stabbing at the lower three roads that swallow the sky alive, even if it is as strong as swallowing the sky alive, and the flesh is densely patterned, it has to be dodged again and again. Huang Huanyang's body is also powerful, and he directly shook the sky with life, and even made a sound of gold and iron resonating, and between the lightning and flint, the two fought no less than hundreds of times.

"Don't let any of you go today!"

After swallowing the sky suddenly, he jumped out of the battle circle, and the whole person directly exploded into a blood mist in the sky.

'Let my people practice with you first, and when my deity returns, you will all be my prisoners!'

The words of Swallowing Heaven stirred in everyone's ears, according to his meaning, it was just his doppelganger just now, and his main body seemed to be recuperating somewhere at this time, Lin Yang analyzed a lot of the current situation from his words, and also how could an old monster who could fight with the Yuxi Immortals be so weak, it turned out to be just a clone!

Huang Huanyang and Lin Yuxiang disdainfully, with the suppression of the rules of this realm, no matter how strong they can be? However, it is also the peak of the transcendent realm, and if they are not careful, they will not be able to suppress it and invite the heavenly tribulation, with the explosion of the living devouring sky, the rest of the devouring clan seems to have received some kind of special order, and suddenly they burst out, as if they were crazy, and their combat effectiveness has increased to a higher level, and it has completely become a life-for-life style of play, and suddenly the casualties of the human race continue to rise.

A few people didn't have time to speak clearly, so they went directly to the battlefield, with two generals who could compete with the living swallowing sky, the situation instantly fell one-sided, here, the swallowing tribe people saw that the situation was one-sided, all of them were more brave and crazy, some saw that they couldn't fight, they exploded directly, and they had to pull a few pads on their backs to die, and the blood of the swallowing tribe was corrosive, and some were splashed down by blood, and the skin was burned and dissolved, directly exposing the white bones of the Sensen.

This is a vicious battle, none of the Devouring Clansmen survived in the end, all of them fell, and the Terran side also suffered heavy casualties, and in the end, there were only a hundred people left, all of whom were core disciples or elders of various sects, and when everyone finally gathered together, Lin Yang found a lot of familiar faces, all of whom had a one-sided relationship.

For example, Feng Mo of Phantom Flow Peak, Yin Ruzhuo of Heavenly Sword Pavilion, and a few young people who can't be named, have all seen them from afar before, and now they are all blood-stained robes, with a look of embarrassment, Lin Yang's eyes are rolling in the crowd, he is looking for the girl named Jin Soxuan, the figure that saved his life in Wandao Hui Palace, and it is deeply indelible in his mind.

Very disappointed, glanced around, Lin Yang didn't find her, maybe she didn't come in, it's okay, it's too dangerous here, nine deaths, although the rest of the people are alive, they don't know how to get out yet. Lin Yang didn't notice that when he scanned the crowd, behind the remaining few people in the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, there was a disciple with a delicate face who was also looking at her, his eyes were complicated.

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