Under the long night of the bright moon, the battle is like the sea.

In the center of the battlefield, the three of Lin Huang and the two ancestors of the Drifting Snow Palace shook countless attacks, suffered heavy losses but fought to the death.

Outside the battlefield, the Drifting Snow Palace and the Xuanyuan Mansion are like two sharp knives chiseling through the battlefield.

The earth-shattering war caused the earth to crack and the mountains and rivers to shake. Countless attacks crushed the void, destroying the withering and decaying everywhere they went.

Lin Cangxue's white clothes were stained with blood, her face was pale but her killing intent was endless, and her Cangxue sword was full of cracks.

Jun Chengcheng's face was as pale as snow, and he was crumbling from the void.

The two Drifting Snow Palace Ancestors were traumatized, and they were even more shocked.

And around the five people, there were corpses, blood flowing, hundreds and thousands.

However, no matter how talented Lin Cangxue and the others are, they are powerful and powerful. If you don't enter the realm of the Martial King, you can't compete with thousands of warriors after all.

Manpower is sometimes exhausted!

After just a few moments, the five of them will still be killed by locust-like warriors.

And in the center of the war, Lin Huang did not have the slightest combat power.

As early as when the dragon vein broke in two, he suffered a heavy blow and his whole body was shattered. If it weren't for the Heavenly Curse, he wouldn't have been able to kill the Quartet.

As today's curse enters the body, it has already made the forest famine like a fallen leaf autumn wind, and his life is in danger.

Now, he had no time to care about the big battle around him, and the curse of heaven had already turned his Xuanhai into a dark whirlpool.

The power of evil flowed through his body, and he couldn't even use the slightest bit of power.

The vitality in his body has passed, leaving his internal organs almost exhausted.

And in the Xuanhai, the invincible Heavenly Shura, when he encountered the Curse of Heaven, seemed to have lost his former domineering and invincible.

In the pitch-black Xuanhai, the Heavenly Asura was surrounded by the Heavenly Curse, and his angry struggle and roar became the only force in Lin Huang's body that had not yet surrendered to the Heavenly Curse.

However, no matter how much the Heavenly Asura struggled, there was still a trace of evil power that infiltrated the Heavenly Asura's body.

Lin Huang's heart was cold, if even the Heavenly Shura couldn't resist the power of the curse, then the fate of his life would have no room to turn around.

In the center of the battlefield, Lin Huang struggled to sit up, closed his eyes and sank into the Xuan Sea, urging the power of Heavenly Shura to fight against the curse of Heavenly Dao together.

Even if the grasshopper shakes the tree, he has to make the last struggle.

Thundered.

The war between heaven and earth continued, and countless terrifying attacks struck, making it difficult for everyone to resist anymore.

In the void, hundreds of martial marquis formed a large array to kill the king.

Tens of thousands of warriors rushed forward in waves, wanting to consume Lin Cangxue and the others.

The five people in the center of the battlefield were all heavily wounded and could not escape the ascension to heaven.

At this moment, a giant palm appeared in the sky, smashing the three people who killed Lin Cangxue, and the figure of the old ancestor of the Drifting Snow Palace appeared.

The Drifting Snow Palace appears.

Then a golden gun flashed, and Lu Han stepped on the glacier and stood in front of Lin Huang.

"Xuanzi Battalion, Yu!"

Shen Qingshan led the Xuanzi camp to follow, and hundreds of iron horsemen surrounded an iron bucket, guarding Lin Huang and the others.

Murong burned his body in a fiery array and burned in all directions.

"Dizi battalion, attack!"

Zhao Huangtu snorted coldly, and ordered the hundreds of iron horsemen behind him. In a few breaths, the Dixuan Twin Character Battalion completed the formation.

The Xuanzi camp is like an iron bucket guarding Lin Huang and others.

The ground word is formed into a triangular sharp knife, which is horizontally inserted into the ten thousand warriors.

Zhao Huangtu is the head of the sharp knife.

Shen Qingshan pressed the formation after the break.

Murong Yan guarded everyone with a large array.

Yan Zhijiao, Lin Cangxue, and Jun Chengcheng are on the two wings of the triangular sharp knife.

In less than a few breaths, a steel torrent array was rapidly advancing among tens of thousands of warriors, and everywhere it went, the surrounding warriors fell like grass and trees.

"Huh...... Did the Dixuan Twin Character Battalion also take action?"

In the void, there was a martial marquis chuckling.

"I didn't expect the people of Xuanyuan Mansion, in addition to powerful people, to be so conceited. Do you want to shake tens of thousands of warriors with less than a thousand iron horses?"

"It's inevitable that I don't take Wuhou and others in my eyes!"

"In that case, let these people bury their bones here completely. Ben Hou wants to see how the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Four-character Camp is undefeated and invincible, and how it is invincible in the world?"

There was a warrior who sneered.

On the battlefield, Zhao Huangtu, the head of the sharp knife, paused, stared at the front, and his expression suddenly became a lot more solemn.

There are only thirty zhang ahead, and hundreds of martial marquis are displayed, and the condensed atmosphere is like a majestic mountain, blocking everyone's way.

"Do you really want to be an enemy of Xuanyuan Mansion?"

Zhao Huangtu's face was calm.

"Lin Huang has killed too many evils, and that little girl in red is even more of a demon girl, they have taken the Dongling Dragon Vein, how can my generation of martial artists let them be a disaster for the world!"

Su Lin, the Supreme Elder of Qianyin Valley, said calmly, "Could it be that your Xuanyuan Mansion also wants to help the abuse, regardless of the righteousness of the world?"

"Xuanyuan is a myth in the world, shouldn't he shoulder the righteousness of heaven and earth!"

The sound of Surin is like the roar of a lion in Buddhism, which can be shocking.

"Righteousness?"

Zhao Huangtu chuckled twice, and then his expression was as indifferent as a knife, "In the Eastern Spirit Realm, there is no one who can talk about the word righteousness with the Xuanyuan clan of the Nine Veins!"

"If you want to block the road, I, Zhao Huangtu, will see what you are capable of and break my iron cavalry array!

Zhao Huangtu stood with his hands in his hands, not looking at it at all in the face of hundreds of warriors.

"Xuanyuan is coming?"

The Wuhou looked shocked, and his expression was momentarily distracted.

Zhao Huangtu was indifferent, leading the people behind him, step by step......

"Hmph, if Xuanyuan can come, it has already appeared, why do you need to fight here!"

A warrior reacted and laughed unscrupulously.

Zhao Huangtu still didn't speak, but the movements under his feet were not slow at all.

"Zhao Huangtu, since you don't know how to do it, you help to abuse. I'll have no choice but to take action and clear the portal for Xuanyuan!"

Su Lin sneered, and his withered figure was like a vulture, killing towards Zhao Huangtu.

"Annihilation!"

Zhao Huangtu raised his eyes calmly and ordered the iron horse behind him.

Suddenly, the Dixuan Shuangzi Battalion swept like thunder, forming a formation and fighting towards the martial marquis, without the slightest fear in his eyes.

The war is back!

Thundered.

When the local Xuanshuangzi battalion fought against Wuhou, the sound of mountains and rivers shaking suddenly sounded in the void, and a terrible voice sounded:

"You little rabbit cubs, you dare to besiege and kill my Boss Lin, see that the master doesn't kill you alive!"

Everyone turned their heads, only to see that at the edge of the battlefield, a burly and heavy figure appeared, covered in golden light, as bright as a river. Stepping on a pitch-black slaying beast.

One man and one beast, like a spear that breaks through the world, pierced into tens of thousands of warriors and headed towards the forest wilderness.

"Kill him!"

A warrior scolded angrily and walked towards the golden figure.

Roar.

The black killing beast roared, and when its body jumped, it swallowed the warrior who had killed in the sky into its belly.

Above the giant beast, Bai Xiaopang snorted coldly, and his whole body was like gold casting, indestructible. Stepping on the giant beast, he moved his arm across the void and blasted the warriors who killed him one after another.

The beast was even more ferocious, and anyone who dared to kill it was swallowed by the latter, and there was no room for escape.

Among the ten thousand armies, the man and the beast marched forward like spears, and everywhere they went, their heads rolled down, and the blood rained like a curtain, and they had the power to cross the territory and kill all directions with their bodies.

The day......

Bai Xiaopang, who used to laugh and impermanent, has a dignified face, like a walking killing god, showing his world-shaking posture for the first time!

(End of chapter)