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No matter how strong a fish is, it can't stop the rolling river, and Kinawa understands this.

Of course, if you are a kun, then everything is difficult to say, but those huge kun sit high in some places, playing to their heart's content, but they don't notice it.

Perhaps, it is because of the different levels.

The Southern Emperor Blood Child sat in the void, this is the depths of the clouds, and opposite him is an old man, this old man is the former head of the Daotian Pavilion, named Dao Shen, but he has long been retired, and now he can still come out, which is extremely rare, but this is also the reason for the Southern Emperor Blood Boy.

"Uncle Shi, your chess skills have improved a lot. Dao Shen spoke, obviously the other party was a boy, but he didn't feel anything like this, and the Nandi on the other side also took it for granted.

"There are words in the words. Nandi Dao, and then fell, Dao Shen shook his head, admitting defeat, most of his chess pieces were sealed, and admitting defeat is the key.

Seeing Dao Shen retreating, Nandi also put down the chess pieces in his hand, and looked downward, where the sword light and sword shadows were extremely chaotic, but Nandi still saw it clearly.

"You are not as good as me in chess, and I am not as good as you in war, but ...... Don't throw in the towel. ”

Nandi opened his mouth towards the void, and as soon as the words fell, an old man appeared, holding a war drum alof, then put down the war drum, and then beat it.

Dao Shen was not happy because of Nandi's words, he only regretted.

"It's a pity that they're all good seedlings. ”

Nandi agreed, but said: "It's all grinding now, if you break into other places in the future, if you are soft-hearted for a while, I'm afraid that none of them will survive, and that will be the extinction of the clan." ”

Dao said in a deep voice: "Is it really that serious?"

Nandi smiled, his eyes looked at the void, as if he had seen through the outside world, his voice carried a kind of vicissitudes, and a kind of sadness, "You underestimated the attraction of the mother world to them, become a god and an ancestor, how many people are tempted by it, even if it is me." Although the teacher once said that there is not much difference in the mother world, too many people do not believe it, because the roots of those people are there, they understand the meaning of the mother world, for them, they are fallen leaves, and the fallen leaves can be completed only when they return to their roots. ”

Dao Shen heard the sound and didn't answer silently, just listening to the sound of the drums echoing in his ears, making people surging with blood and blood, as if he had returned to his youth.

At this time, in the battlefield below, the war drums sounded, but instead of collecting the troops, the barbarians launched the final attack, intending to finish the battle.

It's like a chain reaction, when the war drums on the barbarian side beat, the various families on the Dongsheng side also blew the horn.

There were also some people walking out of the various peaks in the academy, and the same was true for the Daotian Pavilion side, some monks who didn't make a move appeared with long swords on their backs, and the Luzhan Gate side was similar, all of them were some powerful characters.

It is only worth mentioning that these people's realms are not high, and some are even just in the realm of transforming into spirits, but there is a momentum on their bodies, and that momentum is ...... It can slash the Transformation God Realm.

Kikina stood on top of a thorn and felt the battlefield become strange.

There were a lot fewer people on the battlefield, but that kind of fighting spirit suddenly spread, like a war beast being released.

"Is this what those core disciples are, or even the likes of Daozi!" Mu Ming did not despise it, but attached great importance to it.

Kinama thinks that he has few opponents in this realm, but now he ...... At least some people's breath is not weaker than him in the slightest.

It's really hard to say which one is stronger and which is weak.

There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are heavens outside the sky.

Mu Ming felt that the eyes of the monks around him changed, and some of them spoke: "These are real geniuses, they have practiced secret methods since they were children, and they almost don't make a move, but they have never been defeated when they make a move, so they can become core disciples, and even Daozi." ”

At the same time, some of the children of the family showed awe, which was a rare emotion, because the children of the big clan were very proud.

Mu Ming also saw the disciples of Jiufeng Pavilion appear, these people had a round aura, and they were different from other academy disciples.

An outsider said: "In addition to the limitations of this world, these people, if they are placed in our world, are definitely first-class characters. ”

Mu Ming captured a special fluctuation, the spirit bodies cultivated by these people are at least nine realms, and it should be before the great changes in heaven and earth, at that time, the nine realms are the limit, and they will be robbed by thunder, but obviously someone has condensed them with secret methods, so they are very strong, and now after the great changes in heaven and earth, some of them have even cultivated ten realms, which is already terrifying, and they have mastered the secret method, so, the combat power is ...... It's invincible.

Taking a deep breath, Kimina finally understood why the children of the family felt so superior, not without reason.

When those people enter the battlefield, there is nothing to target, they just go straight forward, there is no detour, but those who stand in the way, whether it is a monk of their own clan or a foreign race, will be shocked by the momentum of the fetus, if someone makes a move, they will also shoot, but often just raise their hands, or gently cut out a knife, and then no one will stop them.

It was like a rushing river, washing away all the dust that stood in its way.

There is no comparison, not at the same level.

Some of the Transformation Realm began to vacate into the air, and some monks began to adapt to the changes in the earth here, and had comprehended a certain law, so they quickly left, this is the battlefield of the Spirit Realm, of course, if some people can't take off, then they will also leave quickly.

This is the battlefield of the spiritual realm, and it is not in accordance with the rules for the divine realm to appear here, if you don't leave now, it will be a big taboo!

One of the Transformation Realm attacked some people, but they were defeated by the combined efforts of two Transformation Spirit Realm monks, and one Yuan Spirit Realm finally slashed a blow, causing the body of that Transformation God Realm to be torn apart, and only the Yuan God took away one of the Ancestral Spirit Realm monks, and then quickly fled.

The monks behind Kinawa gradually retreated, making way for some people, but at the same time there was fear, and those who came on the opposite side felt invincible.

The screams on the battlefield gradually disappeared, but the fighting spirit was like a fire cooking oil, and the thoughts collided with each other, and some people even condensed the artistic conception and began to collide.

Kimina stood on the thorn and didn't move, and some people didn't think that Kikina was too big, but took it for granted.

Kimina's previous killings had terrified many people, even those in the same camp.

Mu Ming carried the blood-colored gourd behind him, and a figure appeared on the blood-colored gourd skin, which was the figure devoured by the gourd, which was thousands, which was terrifying.

And there is a blood-colored mist wrapped around Kimina's body, this is not a supernatural power, just a demonic aura, even if Kimina's face is calm at this time, but it also makes many people afraid.

Kimina bent his bow and shot towards the void, and in an instant, the void exploded, and a figure appeared, and the figure came to kill, but Kikina threw out a seed, and that seed fell to the ground, and then grew rapidly, and before the monk could get close to Kina, he was already pierced through his body by spikes, and the blood was absorbed.

Kimina's footsteps moved, and the remaining thorns wriggled, and finally turned into a fist-sized black seed that appeared in Kimina's palm.

There are five in total, all of which were thorn vines given by the second senior brother at the beginning, which are unique to the Wu clan and are born by drawing blood.

"Dao Friendly Divine Power!" someone spoke, showing kindness.

Mu Ming looked at it and saw a young man, about fifteen or sixteen years old, but Xiu Wei gave people a sense of incomprehension.

Kinawa nodded, in response.

At this time, the sound of war drums stopped, and the horns on Dongsheng's side also stopped, and the battlefield became quiet, and then silence.

A depressing aura pervades the air, and at the same time makes people feel excited, this is the battle spirit is extremely strong, making people's blood boil.

The monks of the three parties stopped, because there were only hundreds of zhang between them, and such a distance was tantamount to a foot distance for these monks.

Someone draws a sword and strikes.

There was no roar, no sneak attack, just a bland shot, or punch marks with fists, or swing sword intent with a long sword, and then blood erupted between each other.

Blood spilled, someone's head was directly cut off, flying high, someone's chest was pierced, internal organs flew out, there was not too much entanglement, they were all strong, and they all used the strongest supernatural powers, but the gap between each other was between life and death.

Simple and crude, just a moment's work, these core disciples who rarely make a move on weekdays, and who will win as soon as they make a move, or Daozi and the like, will be divided into victory and defeat, life and death.

The victor did not feel great joy, because as expected, the defeated did not feel great sorrow, because he could not feel anything when he died. Even if they are defeated and seriously injured, they will not retreat, and they will either continue to fight, or they will completely die and die.

Some people in the distance were also close to each other, and they also fought, perhaps due to the influence of this place, they all tried not to make a sound, only the sound of blood echoing between the shadows of swords and swords, and the dull but deadly sound of weapons or fists piercing into their bodies.

The battlefield seemed much quieter, but the death toll increased dramatically.

Mu Ming was carrying a human head, but his face was pale, and a long sword pierced into his abdomen, and the fist marks of one fell on his eyebrows, which had not yet dispersed, and another spewed out a golden spear to pierce his throat.

But at this time, all three of them died, one of their heads were forcibly removed by Mu Ming, one of them turned into skin and bones, and one was dying, but there was no fear in his eyes.

Kikina drew his sword, then pointed a finger, and between that finger, the runes were filled with death.

A blood hole appeared in the center of a monk's skull, and there was a brain outflow, in which the light of the primordial god dissipated, this is a half-step monk who turned into a god, condensed some of the primordial light, but at this time, it ...... Everything is gone, only some nostalgia in the eyes, such as memories and reluctance.

Kimina's body was bleeding, but it could not be treated, because another enemy approached, and without words, a spear flew and wanted to crucify Kina.

A piece of tortoise shell appeared in view, blocking the spear, and Kina's punch hit the tortoise shell, and pieces of runes erupted from the tortoise shell, and the blood gourd flew up, slashing out sword light, spitting flames, burning several monks to ashes, and dismantling eight pieces, without a single intact corpse.

Kikina continued to wander and harvest life everywhere, but his body continued to bleed, and the old wounds did not go away, and new wounds were added.

Kimina's eyebrows cracked, and someone used the power of the primordial gods, and cast a soul-snatching technique to try to refine Kimina.

In response, Ki Na had to chop up all the man's primordial spirits and give them to the leather scroll, and then took off the man's head, and didn't do much, because a new opponent came again.

The heart gradually calmed down, not as agitated as at the beginning, some just became indifferent, like a killer, facing life, like facing ants, Kinawa faintly felt that the meaning of this war was like this.

Training, but also training, is to make the hearts of the monks of the Red Leaf World become as cold as weapons, so that they will not fail when they fight in the future, and the victory or defeat at that time is not only the Divine Passage Method, but also the tens of millions of hearts that regard death as home, and life is becoming more and more indifferent, because if they fail, they will be wiped out.

Kiina wanders around, or is persecuted everywhere, so he looks for all kinds of advantageous places, either with the help of others, or with the help of others, in short, in order to kill his opponent more quickly.

Sometimes they cooperate with each other, sometimes they fight on their own, but they all have one thing in common, and that is that they are becoming more and more skilled in killing people!

I don't know when, both sides separated, but they left behind a place of corpses, the number is unknown, but at least 100,000!

There was silence, and the people receded, as at the beginning, silently vanished. However, Kinama found that at least half of those people remained in the area, some left their bodies whole, and some ...... There are no bones left.

Kimina was found by Hane Xue from a dead man's pile, and Kikina was exhausted, and finally fell into the dead man's pile when he finally returned.

"Is it worth it, you are a Dan Master......" Han Jiangxue took out some pills from his bracelet and stuffed them into Mu Ming's mouth.

Kikina smiled weakly, but when the corners of his mouth twitched, he immediately moaned in pain.

"You deserve it!" Han Jiangxue hugged Mu Ming, and then left with the group of monks.

At this time, both sides sent monks to collect the corpses, but these people did not carry weapons, and they did not attack each other, nor did they even hate each other, but carried the monks of their respective camps without saying a word.

It was only when they saw that some of the blood sludge could not be carried that they sighed, and then used their magical powers to incinerate the blood sludge and turn it into ashes.

In a short time, there was only a place of blood-colored dirt, red purple and black, and then only white smoke and flames appeared, mixed with some strange smell, pungent, but it made people feel gloomy.

In the end of the war, it is always like this, there is no beauty, only blood and fire in one place!