Before today, He Nanshan had the confidence to defeat any of the Five Elements Division. Ye Shuai, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, explained to them in detail the characteristics and weaknesses of each Five Elements War Department, and their training on weekdays is also very targeted.

The succession of the gods and the blood department on the battlefield is not accidental. In addition to the reversal of the overall strength of the two sides, the highly targeted adjustments and optimizations of the God Department and the Blood Department have made them more and more powerful. In contrast, the Yuan Xiu War Department has not made substantial progress, and they are still following the previous system.

The only thing that can be called a change is the tower cannon technique of the Heavy Cloud Spear.

It is precisely because of this that the spear of Chongyun has also become the only Yuan Cultivation War Department to win against the Blood Cultivation War Department.

The tide of the times always comes quietly, as if moisturizing things silently, but in fact it is turbulent and monstrous, and no one is exempt. Those who are awake may seek a place in the mountains and sleep in peace, or choose a driftwood and go with the flow. The self-contained, drowning and struggling, sinking to the bottom of the sea, disappearing.

He Nanshan firmly believed that they were on the right path, and he had absolute confidence in the face of Yuan Xiu's war department.

But in the face of the horror of God, his faith was shaken.

Especially when the Gods led the Fears, they rose into the air and swooped down on him, like a mountain coming towards him, trying to crush him to pieces. The terrifying majesty made the air around He Nanshan almost freeze.

To be able to become the head of the Divine Department, He Nanshan definitely does not lack strength and courage. Although for a moment, he was shocked by the other party's might, but he quickly came back to his senses.

He stretched out his right palm, and his eyes suddenly lit up with a faint red light. Below him, the blood cultivator, who had always been solemn and unmoving, suddenly surged with blood light around his body, gushing out blood rainbows.

The strange red light in He Nanshan's eyes flowed like a whirlpool.

The space around it suddenly becomes distorted, like a blown bubble.

The terrifying slash was like a heavy hammer, the bubble shattered, and it slashed at He Nanshan's body, and the remnants of the blood cultivation were still submerged into the blood cultivation below.

Rumble!

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the splashed soil was like a jet fountain, flying more than ten feet high.

Wan Shen's brows shrugged slightly, and he sighed lightly, he felt that the slash just now was not realized. The scene of the dirt splashing may seem spectacular, but something is clearly wrong.

The earth was falling like raindrops, and there was not a single body except for a shocking deep ditch.

At this moment, the attacks around them came like a torrential rain.

As if expecting to be attacked, the gods did not stop for a moment, and rushed forward with their warriors. The rainstorm of attacks was pounced. While the successive slashes brought remarkable results, Panatheon did not indulge in the thrill of slaughter. He has a rough appearance, but his mind is unusually calm, and his long career as a horse fighter allows him to remain rational and calm in any situation.

He did not forget the plan he had made earlier.

He didn't insist on killing He Nanshan, nor did he explore what the weird bubble was just now, and with the Divine Fear, like an unstoppable heavy sword, he rushed towards the central camp with all his might.

In the inconspicuous corner of the camp, a pool of blood suddenly churned and swelled into a large blood bubble. The blood bubbles shattered, revealing He Nanshan and the others.

Everyone's faces invariably showed a look of palpitation, although they escaped, but the terrifying feeling of being locked by the gods just now seemed to have taken a turn in the ghost gate.

He Nanshan let out a sigh of relief, secretly saying in his heart that it was dangerous.

The fear is stronger than you can imagine!

His confidence in the Divine Spirit Department stems not only from his usual cultivation, but also from the unique composition of the Divine Spirit Department. The Six Gods Department has two war divisions that are relatively special, one is the Divine Spirit Department, and the other is the Divine Witch Division.

The cultivation of divine cultivation is far more important than that of Yuan cultivation, and basically a person's achievements can be seen at the beginning of cultivation. Among them, the divine guard is the most common, while the god witch is much rarer, and the divine sacrifice is the rarest.

Therefore, in the Kingdom of God, the status of the god sacrifice is the highest, followed by the god and witch, and the status of the god guard is the lowest.

He Nanshan is a scarce number of divine sacrifices, and the guards around him are the famous [Xiao Nanshan]. [Xiao Nanshan] is the only team in the Kingdom of God that is composed entirely of divine sacrifices.

When he saw the Divine Fear rushing towards the central camp, he was not surprised but rejoiced.

When considering an enemy attack on the camp, the central camp is the top priority and will definitely become the enemy's preferred target. So his arrangements are all arranged around the central camp. The defenses of the battalion were layered and impermeable, and many traps were designed.

The Divine Fear is too strong, but it can't last long, and if it continues to wear out, the enemy will definitely show its flaws.

Divine sacrifices are not meant to be fought hard.

He and the surrounding priests sank into a pool of blood and vanished.

The whole camp was like a raging sea of blood, full of roars, some with madness and hysteria embracing death, some full of anger and unwillingness, all so desperate. The surging crowd flashed faces one after another, some were hideous and twisted, some were indifferent and solemn, but there was no fear

Fear. The splatters of blood and the flames of the explosion were dazzlingly bright. The brilliant Yuan Force light and the strange red blood rays were intertwined, and no one flinched.

Patches of blood are like wheat harvesting and falling.

Simon Judge's girl-like face was cold, without the slightest expression, and the small bow in his hand opened up with lightning.

No one could see her movements.

The arrows entwined with blue light pierced through the dense crowd and appeared out of thin air next to the temple of a god priest who had just succeeded.

Syllable!

The head of the god priest burst like a watermelon, and the blood cultivators around him were stunned for a moment, and then frantically searched for the trace of the sneak attacker.

Then Simon ruled that his figure had long since disappeared.

She was like a wisp of smoke, and no one could pinpoint her place. The small toy-like bow in her hand is the summoning of the Grim Reaper, specifically aimed at the enemy's generals, supernatural masters, and divine sacrifices. So far, the generals and supernatural powerhouses who have died at her hands have added up to more than twenty.

Without the blood cultivator of the command, the formation often becomes chaotic, and the attack loses its level. It still has a numerical advantage, but the threat is much smaller. The lethality of the supernatural blood cultivation is very great, especially when there are ordinary warriors around it. But the most insidious are the gods who seem to be weak and can't help the wind, and they are mixed with people

In the group, it is difficult to find. And the sudden mental attack will often cause your own soldiers to misjudge and deviate. In such a fierce battle at the moment, your own soldiers need to face several times the enemy, and the slightest deviation is enough to kill.

Simon Verdict's lethal efficiency was astonishing, greatly affecting the operation of the enemy. But even so, the soldiers of the ruling are still constantly being damaged, and the number of opponents is too large.

Simon's face was frosty, and the verdict had never seen such a large number of casualties. She was not blinded by anger and sorrow, and they did not go to great lengths to attack the camp in order to run into the enemy camp to kill people and set fires.

With unparalleled speed and style, she didn't worry about being locked in.

She was high in the air, and the entire battlefield was in full view.

Divine Fear is like an unstoppable heavy sword, and its position is protruding. And the judgment becomes the "wings" of the Fear, protecting the two wings of the Fear, blocking the blockage from the two wings, so that the Fear can attack with all its might.

Yuan Xiu, headed by the left wing, is a master of Yuan Xiu with a knife in both hands, and his whole person is like a spinning top at high speed, and wherever he passes, he is devastating and unstoppable.

Yuan Xiu, led by the right wing, was surrounded by dozens of streamers, and the streamers were flying fast and difficult to see, like a school of smart fish. From time to time, a streamer shot out, and only a vague tail of light could be seen, and one of the enemy camps must have fallen.

The ring head knife, the eyebrow knife, and the iron knife are the three knives of the ruling.

Looking down from the sky, you can see the Dao, and the crowd in front of you is desperately gathering, getting thicker and thicker. And there was a faint blood light in many places, and it did not escape Simon Judge's sharp gaze, and then thought of the other party's radical hidden, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Simon Judge's mouth.

The figure disappeared.

Dozens of blood rays swept past where her figure had disappeared just now, striking into the air.

The next moment, Simon Judgment's sharp and cold voice suddenly appeared in the sky above the assault battle array: "Judgment, Sky Seal!"

When the officers and men of the adjudication department heard the order, they roared in unison: "Verdict, Linkong Seal!"

An extremely spectacular scene appeared on the battlefield.

Countless rays of light rose from the two wings of the battle array like thousands of curved beams, flying towards the sky above the gods, and the sharp whistling sound instantly flooded the battlefield.

He Nanshan, who was hidden in the shadows, felt extremely dangerous in his heart, but at this moment, it was too late to make any response.

A petite figure suddenly appeared in the sky above the tail of the battle array.

Stretch tight!

The sound of three bowstring pulls resounded through the camp.

Three cyan arrows, like three needles, sank into the rising beams of light. The seemingly chaotic beam of light suddenly hummed in unison, and the beam swam, turning into a huge disc. The intricate and delicate patterns inside the disc were like a huge seal carefully carved, falling densely in front of the gods

Ma Ma is in the midst of blood cultivation.

Time seemed to stand still.

In the next moment, the blood cultivation within the light seal, and the staggered vertical and horizontal fine marks appeared on the body.

Burst!

There was a faint and extremely bloody spurting sound, but it opened an extremely bloody and terrifying scene. Countless blood foams gushed out from the staggered blood marks, like a fountain, and the more than 1,000 people in the light seal were all dismembered and turned into pieces by the sharp Yuan Li Mang filled with the light seal.

More than a thousand people are like dismembered sculptures, limbs scattered all over the ground, and blood forms lakes.

The scene like the Shura Field made the blood cultivators stunned, and there was a brief dead silence in the huge camp. They had fought for a long time, but they had never seen such a bloody and terrifying scene as hell.

Fear seized the opportunity and rushed forward.

It's closer to the center camp!

He Nanshan's head was stunned for a moment, but a stirred spirit: "Protect the camp and stop them!"

At this time, he could no longer care about hiding, and the shocking blow of the ruling completely overturned his wishful thinking. Can you stop Shen Wei? He had no bottom in his heart, and he didn't dare to think about it, so he could only frantically mobilize his soldiers to pounce.

Ximen ruled to lock on He Nanshan, but the [Sky Seal] just now consumed too much, and the other party's guards were also very strict. Her gaze fell on the battlefield, the [Seal of the Heavens] just now not only consumed a lot of her, but also the consumption of the war department was not small, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen soldiers died.

Simon ruled that his mind was not frightened, he was not in charge of the army, and there were no immortals in battle. What's more, when they attack the camp like this, they are even more dead, death is normal, and life is lucky.

But a qualified general must make the sacrifice meaningful.

When she saw the blood cultivators who had originally surrounded the central tent, rushing towards the gods like a tide, her eyes lit up slightly.

Her purpose is achieved!

After recovering a few points, she returned to the fight.