Purple Dragon King City, when the killing is underway.

The eight strongest soldiers are the whip of the king and the sword of protecting the country, but at this moment, they were ruthlessly slaughtered.

Every soldier who was killed was not only full of boundless fighting intent, but also a kind of anger and desolation that had been betrayed.

And the soldiers who are still fighting are just like beasts in a desperate situation, looking for instinct to kill the enemy, even if they know that they can't kill the young man who is like a demon.

They were betrayed!

Among the high-ranking people in Dragon City, someone betrayed them.

The battle formation was not successful at all, it was only a half-finished product, and even shackled them on the contrary.

Originally, the intact battle formation could open up a space to fight, which was their home field, and had a certain degree of suppression of the enemy.

But now, this space is suppressing them.

It was like an intact puppet that had been sprinkled with a lot of sand at the joints, stumbling, and falling suddenly whenever the general trend was surging.

At the same time, countless comrades-in-arms will be killed by that demonic teenager.

Who betrayed them?!

The heroes had tears, and they were angry, so they could only pick up the weapons in their hands and fight with the seemingly invincible boy.

Here, only one side will be able to survive and get out of the combat space.

They want to find the man who betrayed them and make him pay with blood.

"Kill!", "Kill!", "Kill!", ......

A roar of grief and indignation resounded here, and one after another the strongest soldiers burned their soul essence and blood, bursting out with terrifying power, fighting against that demonic young man.

The earth is stained with blood, and the sky changes color!

It was a desperate place to kill, and it was also the place where their bones were buried.

The young man held a broken knife and wandered among these crazy soldiers, and with each swing of the knife, someone fell, spilling blood on the battlefield.

He showed no mercy to his subordinates, and killing them was the greatest respect for these betrayed.

Fu Tu Wei didn't know what had happened in the Purple Dragon King City, and when he walked out of the quasi-immortal array, he had a faint feeling that although this array was still very strong, it did not have the power of 'immortal', and the name did not live up to its name.

It seems that this big array has not been fully opened.

By now, he had understood that in the Purple Dragon King City, there was a traitor, that is, the betrayer.

He made a fatal flaw in the quasi-immortal array, so that Fu Tuwei's half-finished star path could guide him out of the predicament.

It was he who kept these eight supreme soldiers in a weak state, and it was difficult to exert their full strength.

Although despicable, Fu Tuwei did not have any intention of looking at the unknown 'betrayer' with a heterochromatic gaze.

Instead, he treated the man with respect.

Occupying a high position in the Purple Dragon King City, it is like being alone in the midst of an evil dragon, and he may be robbed at any time, and may even live forever and never enter reincarnation......

"Poof!"

Fu Tuwei swung his knife, a big head flew up, the long knife in his hand shattered, he let go of his hand, the handle of the knife fell to the ground, and at the same time, he took the knife from the hand of another middle-aged soldier.

As for the middle-aged soldier, he stood still and did not fall to the ground until Fu Tuwei killed several people with his weapon.

Eight armies, each with more than 30,000 people, if they encounter an ordinary army, any one of them has the terrifying combat power against a million-strong army.

But now, such a powerful soldier was betrayed and slaughtered by one person.

Up to now, there are only tens of thousands of the strongest soldiers of nearly 300,000 left, but not a single one has fled, and not a single one has surrendered.

Even if they are not opponents, even if they can't kill the young man who is like a demon, they still have to bite off a piece of his flesh and drink his blood before they die, to see if he is truly invincible.

Tear and pull!

A person who was only above his waist, he bit down on the unhealed wound on Fu Tu Wei's neck, and bit off a piece of meat fiercely, he chewed greedily, and hung on Fu Tu Wei's back.

As if he couldn't break free from this man, he fought with this man who ate his flesh and drank his blood, or more appropriately, slaughter.

"Poof!"

When Fu Tu Wei killed a thousand people again, the hideous man on his back suddenly spurted blood and lost consciousness, but he hung on Fu Tu Wei's body, swaying and shaking, staring at him like a ghost.

The butcher's knife was still waving, and Fu Tuwei seemed to be tireless and would not be injured.

Those wounds inflicted by the Supreme soldiers will not take long to heal, even in an instant.

As for the piece of flesh bitten by the person hanging behind Fu Tu Wei, it was bought in exchange for 80,000 lives, and there, they kept slashing there, slashing at Fu Tu Wei's neck, and slashing more than 500 knives.

But now, the 8,000 soldiers looked at the hideous wound with only a shallow scar, and they couldn't help but despair in their hearts, they couldn't kill them, and the 300,000 comrades-in-arms were now only 8,000.

But they still didn't beg for mercy, and they stopped yelling, silently raised their weapons in their hands, and rushed towards Futu Wei again.

As they ran, their qi gradually intertwined with everything, and the general trend, which had been blocked from entering this space, gradually began to rise.

This is a different trend from before, in the sky above them, the qi and blood condensed are no longer those powerful murderers, or strange beasts.

The qi and blood were majestic, dyeing the heavens red, and standing in the clouds that seemed to be burning were blood-stained figures, grief and indignation, and the fighting spirit was monstrous.

Fu Tuwei looked up, and from those slightly blurred figures, he saw familiar faces, familiar figures.

Just as they were in the blood cloud, they were also vague in his memory, and these vague figures were all killed by him on this day, here.

But not all of them have become military spirits!

These living people will accompany their comrades-in-arms with the existence of military spirits, fight with them on the battlefield, and kill the enemy together.

At this time, this side of the battlefield could no longer imprison them, they could have left, but they did not leave.

A pair of cold eyes stared at the young man in the battle array, and the killing resumed.

There was a tragic fight, but there was not a single human voice, not even the sound of breathing.

"Phew!"

The spear was like a dragon, Fu Tuwei didn't have time to avoid it, so he had to bear it, and suddenly, his left shoulder was injured, and when the spear was drawn, his wound healed more than a step slower than before.

Fu Tu Wei stared, his figure flickered, and every time he stopped, someone died under his knife, but at the same time, the wounds on his body gradually increased.

The soldiers who condense the soul of the humanoid army have become more and more powerful!

And as the number of survivors decreased, their attacks increased instead of decreasing, and they only paid thousands of soldiers, leaving dozens of scars on Fu Tuwei's body.

If he had been yesterday, he would have been consumed alive by these soldiers at this time.

But he was not yesterday.

The Xuan Turtle who turned into a Pilgrimage Sacred Beast gave him some good things, which made his cultivation skyrocket.

Who would have thought that the reason why Yishan City was able to float in the air was because there was a star core in the depths of that earth.

At this time, Fu Tuwei was a great consummation of the sea of suffering, igniting 360 stars.

Zhou Tian is perfect, which makes him inexhaustible and able to fight constantly!