"You dare to stand in my way. Psino's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Kill!" greeted him with the full force of the three Light Swordsmen's burning divine power.

"Kill!" Behind Pusheno, three attendants flew up, also burning their own divine power, and sent the strongest blow to prevent Pusheno from being injured.

"Psino, you will die today. In front of him, three more people appeared, and they slashed towards Poseno.

"Your Royal Highness, rush out of the entrance, and we will win. Someone roared.

Pusenor saw ahead, full of masters of the light camp, they were too crazy, constantly impacting the defense line of the dark camp, and Pusenor could not see any hope of breaking through.

Unless...... He was back at the top.

That's just hope, but it's hard to defeat the people of the Light camp.

The desperate way of burning divine power is too terrifying, in a prefecture-level battlefield, it has not happened for a long time to burn divine power on such a large scale.

In fact, the prefecture-level battlefield is far more peaceful than the Xuan-level battlefield, because everyone here has a hole card to save their lives, and there is really no way to burn divine power to make the enemy fearful.

In normal battles, it is mainly about damage and treasure grabbing, and it is rare to really push the enemy into a corner.

But right now, the burning divine power that has not appeared for a long time is constantly appearing here, and if it spreads, I am afraid that it will shock the Three Realms again.

Hundreds of Median Gods, almost one percent of the two camps.

You must know that the median god has no lifespan, and the two sides have cultivated countless billions of years, and they have been cultivating since the formation of the Three Realms, and they have only cultivated tens of thousands, which is equivalent to 100 million years, and it may not be possible to cultivate one.

Such an existence, which party is not regarded as a treasure.

But now, in the blink of an eye, it has fallen.

If their godhead can't go back, then both sides will suffer.

There is no turning back from the bow, and it is impossible for them to end at this moment, except that one side has completely fallen.

Combustion, self-detonation......

The gods of light burned their power desperately, and the dark camp resisted passively.

The dark camp is sparse in number and relatively weak, and if you want to escape quickly, it will be more difficult to leave.

Psino watched as the gods of the dark camp fell one by one, and then turned into a black crystalline godhead and flew towards him...... I was at a loss for a moment.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Psino threw the corpse he was holding in his hand in the direction of the light camp and roared, "This corpse is for you ......"

As long as they recognize that this corpse is not Yechen's, then they will definitely stop.

The corpse flew in the air, but soon, a diminutive dark camp god stepped forward, grabbed the corpse in his hand, turned back to Psino and roared: "Your Royal Highness, this is our common trophy, and you are not qualified to decide where he belongs." ”

"Poseno, you're a coward. Someone yelled again.

All the surviving Dark Faction gods despise Posenor.

Puseno vomited blood again, this bunch of pig teammates.

"Look at it, it's not a night at all. Puseno roared.

But, is it the difference between the night and the hour? He Pu Saino was also determined by the fact that he could not collect the wishful Qingqi.

"Bang bang bang!" The body in front of him was constantly exploding, and several gods were falling every second, and the way of fighting with burning divine power was too fast, and when Pusino came back to his senses, only half of the original remaining hundred or so gods remained.

And on the other side, there are about two hundred.

Strength has formed a stark contrast.

"Your Royal Highness, if you don't make a move, we won't be able to go back. The last remaining Dark Elf attendant shouted at Poseno. Of the original six followers, only one person was left at the moment, and he was still injured.

"Damn!" Psino clenched his fists, feeling the strength in his body regained slightly, and then with a fierce heart, he turned out a small bottle, and the small bottle opened, and there was a strong aura of dark power.

Psino took a big gulp, and all the rich, black slurry liquid in the small bottle was sucked into his mouth.

"The honey produced by the Superior God Dark Thunder Bee? Psino, there is this thing, why didn't you take it out earlier. "When a dark camp god saw the dark bee jelly, he let out an angry roar.

Pusano gritted his teeth and retorted, "This is reserved for Yechen, I only have this bottle." ”

After drinking the dark bee syrup in one gulp, the aura on Psino's body was soaring wildly, and it returned to its peak in a blink of an eye.

"Get out of here!" Psyno roared, "Death to those who stand in my way!"

Then, Posenor drew the Bow of Annihilation, and began to name the masters of the Light Camp with his bow and arrows.

"Kill Posenor and these masters of the dark faction. Today we are going to win the greatest victory for the God of Light. The master of the Light Camp laughed.

As long as Pusenor and the others are killed, then what does it matter if you lose more. At that time, the gods will make them happy, and these people who have returned to the godhead will not only be resurrected, but also improve their cultivation.

A small group of people were left to continue to kill the gods of the dark camp, and the rest of the people rushed towards Psino in a frenzy.

Pu Saino found that the other party had premeditated, and after someone shouted angrily, there were masters from the bright camp in all directions, completely sealing his retreat.

I have long seen that Pusano is extremely fast and good at long-range, and once such a character is powerful, one person can kill countless people.

The killing opportunity that everyone in the Bright Camp had been brewing for a long time, how could it be possible for Psino to give full play to the advantages of speed and space?

Among the people who rushed in, there were even several light archers and elven archers, who, under the protection of the knights, began to shoot arrows wildly at Pursino.

Those sharp arrows can't be completely ignored by Pusenor.

Even if he is a master at the peak of the middle god, he can't ignore the full force of the god in the early stage of the middle god.

At this realm, movement is the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, even if the difference in strength is huge, but the physical body can't bear it.

"Damn, damn Night. Despicable Terran!" Posenor roared in grief and indignation, he didn't blame these people in the Light Camp, he would do the same as them, he hated Yechen, that Yechen, in such a simple way, let them fall into cannibalism.

Until now, he hadn't found Yechen.

The chaos continued to erupt, and in the blink of an eye, a large number of gods fell.

Pusino frantically pulled the Silent Bow and shot one after another of the gods of the Light Camp who burned their divine power, but he also suffered several wounds himself, and there was black blood flowing on his black leather armor.

His injuries are getting worse and worse......

Looking at the dense array of Light Camp masters around him, he finally let out a crazy roar......

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