The sound that suddenly sounded was not the sound of Yang Xiaokai's collar being activated and blowing his head off.

It was the sound of a figure, from the cracked depths, speeding over and falling to the ground.

In fact, the sound is not loud, even in normal times, it is difficult to hear, let alone on this battlefield where the sound of killing is boiling.

But just such a very light, very light voice, the moment it fell, with a distance of 10,000 meters around it, everyone couldn't help but turn their heads, and their eyes tightened into a line.

Creatures all have a sense of existence.

The stronger it is, the bigger its presence will be, and the more difficult it will be to ignore.

To put it simply, when a tiger and a wolf appear at the same time not far from you, even if the wolf is closer to you, your eyes are always on the tiger, not the wolf.

At this moment, this is the appearance of this figure.

Obviously, there is no momentum, obviously nothing has been done, but the moment he appeared on the battlefield, almost all the monks' attention was not on the demon in front of him, but directly focused on him.

Even the squad leader who was full of anger and was about to manipulate Yang Xiaokai's neck collar and blow it up to death, he couldn't help but forget the movements in his hand at this moment.

"It, it, it. ”

Compared to the others, the minor who entered the assessment didn't care about anything else, just widened his eyes and looked at it in horror as he first appeared, attracting all his eyes to the past.

"How did it end up here???"

Trembling all over, the minor cultivator fell into extreme fear, but anyone who had witnessed the Battle of the Moon River would never forget this existence that had just stepped into the Demon Emperor Realm, and whose momentum could actually overwhelm the Creation Realm monk and finally escape from his hands.

Little Devil, Purgatory Wreckage.

It's over, it's over.

His face was like dirt, and the minor completely stopped his movements, and froze motionlessly in place.

It used to be seen from a distance, and the breath made it tremble, but now when it was on the battlefield, and it was still not far from it, it was like a lamb being placed in front of a vicious wolf that had been hungry for countless days, and the smell was enough to scare it to death.

Not only was the minor frightened, but all the Infinite Palace monks standing in the scope of the other party's presence on the battlefield at this moment couldn't help but feel a strong fear.

The widening eyes reflected no longer the appearance of the other party, but the image of death itself, madly devouring their reason.

"Kill!"

As if aware of the danger, hundreds of monks moved instantly, covering their fear with their shouts, activating their desire for life with fear, and directly towards this figure, which had just appeared and had not done anything.

However, looking at the countless monks who rushed over frantically, whether it was on the battlefield or outside the battlefield, almost no one showed a feeling of comfort on their faces, no, it should be said that they didn't even feel like ants biting the elephant to death. Some are just moths to the fire, just the weakness of hitting stones with eggs.

Hey!

With a sneer, the figure slowly raised his head, and his purple eyes that made his soul tremble with a touch of indifference.

There was no ridicule, no ridicule, but a disregard that was more than disdain, as if to say that if it weren't for the war, you guys wouldn't even be qualified to appear in front of him.

As soon as they stepped out, the monks who rushed up suddenly shook their bodies, as if they had been trampled on their hearts, and they were so sad that they wanted to vomit blood.

And at this moment, the figure of the purgatory skeleton had already flashed past the hundreds of monks, and at a speed that could clearly be seen, but the body could not move at all, the diameter of the head of the three hundred saints one realm, the one hundred saint two realm, and the fifty saint three realms was lightly taken in his hand, as if he had pinched an ant to death.

"Demon King Time !!"

The expression was extremely solemn, and at this moment, outside the battlefield, on the viewing platform of the Divine Leader Dojo, countless monks couldn't help but take a breath, and their fists clenched tightly.

The terrifying trick that belongs to the purgatory wreckage, although it seems that there is time to use, but in fact it is not, it is a kind of mental image, a kind of self-penetrating into reality, in short, it is my time, and only I can move the power.

The application of ordinary time rules will undoubtedly leave a trajectory, because time is fluid, as long as you find a node, you can break it.

The Demon King of Purgatory Skeleton will not, in his time, the whole world is his.

The wind lightly killed hundreds of holy realms, and the purgatory skeleton had no expression on its face, and his gaze turned directly and swept towards the battlefield ten kilometers away.

Obviously, the monks around it were never its target.

And with the movement of the purgatory remains, the Infinite Palace monks around him, who were almost frightened by him, couldn't help but look at the place where the other party's eyes could reach.

After the stiff body shook slightly, the eyes of the remaining monks at this moment spit out a touch of weakness almost at the same time, but they were extremely determined.

That place can't be done, and it must not be allowed to go there.

Not far away, it is the fastest place to react and recover from the beginning of this war, and it is also the only place where it has begun to gather strength.

Monks and demons are different.

The demon race is strong in the individual, and it is not uncommon for the existence of purgatory remains to appear.

Monks are good at groups, and although the individuals are weak, if they can gather a certain number, there is no doubt that a qualitative change will occur.

Therefore, as long as the entire battlefield has a foothold, this war is basically half stable.

Although the Purgatory Skeleton did not speak, his purpose was clear.

Will die, will die, will die themselves.

Block, block, must be stopped.

Looking at each other at this moment, the eyes of the remaining monks on the battlefield turned to calm after a brief moment of fear and fear...

"Kill!"

Although he knew that he would die, at this moment, none of the monks on the field showed hesitation on his face, and directly launched an attack on the purgatory remains without hesitation and without regret.

Facing this scene, the minor who obviously knew everything bit his lip stubbornly, how much he wanted to say at this moment, useless, your actions are useless, you can't even delay the other party for a second, it's just sending death, just sending death.

But when it came to the words on his lips, he couldn't spit out a word.

Because, although they failed, in this way, the monks of the Infinite Palace on the battlefield discovered the purgatory remains and realized the purpose of the other party. At the same time, it also opened the most tragic, the most gnashing of teeth, and the most stirring thirty-mile bloody road in the Battle of Moon River.

Rushing forward and following up, regardless of life and death, the monk with 80,000 lives forcibly used his own life and his own flesh and blood to form a wall, and stubbornly held the footsteps of the purgatory remains, so that the distance that could have been reached in a few seconds took a full few minutes.

Let him watch the first wave of forces of the Infinite Palace take shape.

It can be said that the only scene on the entire battlefield that made the purgatory remains extremely embarrassing was opened with the death of the group of people in front of them.

Unable to spit out the words, the minor couldn't help but take a deep breath at this moment, there was no task in his eyes, let alone an assessment, and he bowed deeply and said, "Senior, the Infinite Palace will always remember you, and all the monks of the Infinite Palace will always remember you..." ”

And when everyone's eyes were focused on the purgatory remains, Yang Xiaokai's picture was on an inconspicuous corner.

Where he was standing, he came here on purpose, at this moment, all the essence and spirit of his body were all constricted to the limit, obviously breathing, but he couldn't feel any breath at all, as if he was invisible and disappeared.

"It's a little bit close.... ”