The middle-aged man's face showed a resolute expression, and it was obvious that he was in great pain. In his heart, there are also struggles.

"I can't give up all my efforts!" he shouted frantically to the sky, "You forced me, I've sacrificed enough, I can't give up halfway!"

There was a hint of madness on his face.

Xuanzang, who rushed over, had a very bad premonition in his heart, he was now revealing his body, his body was extremely huge, with two thick claws in front of him, grasping two brick-like weapons, which were the Xuanwu chips of the little Xuanwu Guzhi, and he smashed at this crazy middle-aged man.

In the Xuanwu chip, there is a trace of the power of time. This middle-aged man, who grew old in a moment, became gray-haired, his face was full of wrinkles, and the muscles on his body were relaxed. His life force is dying.

"Break!" A roar came out of the mouth of the gray-haired old man, and in his hand, a great halberd appeared, and above the halberd, the blood desire was not dry.

His hair turned white to blue in a moment, his face became rosy, and his body was filled with the amount of explosion, the life force that had passed, and it was restored in a moment.

"Little Doyle!" he roared, and he raised the halberd.

Above the halberd, there is a sacred light, and in the light, there are Buddhas chanting, and gods and demons are chanting.

He roared loudly, as if to vent the pain and anger in his heart.

His halberd, which filled the space in front of him, stabbed at them with an unstoppable momentum.

The power of this halberd can pierce the sky, it can pierce the earth, and the sky outside the territory is also disturbed by this halberd, and a star, under the interference of this halberd, deviates from its own orbit and falls, drawing a shining trace in the sky.

Here, there is a breath of death.

"Ah!" With an angry roar, Xuanwu rose into the sky, his figure was magnifying, magnifying, as if it was a prehistoric beast, crowding half of the sky, and in his hands, the pair of Xuanwu chips were also magnifying, like two high mountains, smashing at this war halberd.

This blow is already the most powerful power of Xuanwu, even a star can be blown up by this blow.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, the earth shook, the city shook with a loud noise, and the palace crumbled.

The group of dead creatures, all hiding in the chariot, this chariot was amazingly defended, protecting them from the attack from outside, and the seven Pegasi, desperately fleeing, they had seen the danger. But suddenly, as if the horses had hit a wall, they couldn't move forward, and they let out a mournful cry, obviously, the middle-aged man would not allow the chariot to leave here.

Those dead creatures looked at the battle outside with some horror, how many years, they seem to have forgotten such power, among them, some people could have competed with such a character at the beginning, but now they are so down.

"I hate it!" a skeleton warrior patted his chest, in pain. The reality is cruel, this kind of battle, they can only be spectators, and they are not even qualified to be spectators, how can you tell them not to suffer?

The Xuanwu flew out like a kite with a broken string, he was concentrated by the halberd, the Xuanwu chip in his hand had been shattered, his body had changed back to its original size, and a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth

"Xuanzang!"

The unicorn, he roared, but his eyes did not look at this Xuanwu again, he can only save his friend if he hits the enemy, he knows this very well.

His body became unusually large, and he also revealed his true nature. His face was very vicious, his eyes were glowing red, and he stared at the middle-aged man viciously and stabbed him with a shot.

This shot concentrated all his strength, concentrated his lifelong cultivation, activated his bloodline, sacrificed his life, and called out the most powerful power.

This shot makes heaven and earth sympathetic.

There are ghosts crying, and gods are howling!

This shot can shock the wind and rain and cry ghosts and gods. The gun, with an extreme force, cut through the sky, and finally broke the prohibition of space and stabbed at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to care about him at all, and the halberd in his hand waved casually.

The halberds and spears collided together, and the fire was full of fire, and with them as the center, a storm rolled up.

In the midst of the storm, a figure flew out. This is the unicorn, and in the hand of this unicorn, he is still holding a spear that has been broken, and blood is flowing out of his palm.

His face was flushed, and a mouthful of blood spat out.

The change came too suddenly, Qi Zhentian and Xuanzang, the patriarchs of the Qilin and Xuanwu clans, were simply put on the ground by this young man, unable to move.

"Hahaha!" the middle-aged man laughed.

"The price I paid is too great, too great, who in the whole world can understand me?"

He was laughing, he was yelling, and suddenly, his face became hideous.

"It's all because of you!"

He roared, his hand, traveling through time and space, snatched the zombie leader out of the chariot.

He lifted the zombie leader to his head and threw him to the ground.

With a pop, the zombie leader seemed to have fallen into a pile of mud, motionless on the ground, and black blood flowed out of his mouth.

The angry middle-aged man, pointing at the zombie leader with one hand, pulled out a skeleton warrior from the chariot with the other, and threw it to the ground as usual, smashing the skeleton warrior into a pile of broken bones.

"I hate you!"

As he spoke, he kept feeling out the skeleton warriors from the chariot, and fell to the ground one by one, and he howled angrily as he fell:

"If it weren't for you, my senior brothers wouldn't die, they wouldn't die, and I wouldn't be alone guarding this heavenly path, such a burden could not be completed by me alone, and I wouldn't be carrying such a heavy burden and bearing such a vicious infamy, I hate you!"

Then, he looked at the students of the Oriental Wizards Academy in the chariot, roared loudly, and grabbed the entire chariot.

"You guys aren't a good thing either, you guys are with the remnants of this group of Apocalypse Knights, you deserve to die too!"

The seven Pegasi, with a terrible howl, collapsed to the ground, and there was a glimmer of flame burning on their bodies

"Ancestor, ancestor, I'm Baidingtian, I'm Baidingtian, Ancestor, Ancestor!"

Inside the chariot, Bai Dingtian had nothing to do, and he shouted vigorously, he found that this ancestor had no judgment and fell into madness, and he hoped to wake up the ancestor.

"Unworthy descendants, you actually came together with the Knights of the Apocalypse, and you are still at peace after death, unworthy descendants!"

The middle-aged man scolded loudly.

Gu Fengchen held the Heavenly Sword tightly in his hand, he knew that there was trouble, this ancestor was a scourge, he would rather use his life to die with this monster.

However, the difference between them is too great, is this possible?

"Fight!" he roared as he rushed out of the chariot

"Ridiculous, do you think you're better than that Qilin Xuanwu just now?"

The middle-aged man, seeing the pipe rushing out, laughed contemptuously, his big hand, pressed against the tube, the tube seemed to be a clay doll, vulnerable (to be continued. )