Although the monk has long been indifferent to life, he still feels a chill from the bottom of his heart when he sees Qi Tian's movements, indifferent eyes, and decisive expression.

The corpses on the ground, the blood everywhere, the stumps, and the strong smell of blood all stimulated the monk's mind.

It must be known that this is not a mortal corpse, but a high immortal, an immortal who regards mortals as ants, and an immortal who lives for thousands of years

Every corpse, every stump, even if it was just a drop of blood, contained a huge amount of energy, and the immortal body of ten thousand years appeared extremely fragile, torn apart in Qi Tian's hands,

Qi Tian's expression was hideous, his eyes flashed with monstrous anger, at this time he just wanted to vent, he just wanted to kill, the monstrous attack came from his hand, and every blow would take away a life,

Blood slid down the air, blooming with incomparable beauty,

Huaguo Mountain is happening, a feast of killing is happening, the thick smell of blood is direct, the sky is stained with blood, and thousands of monks are wailing,

"Roar"

The last monk in the field of Qi Tian was torn, roaring in the sky, extremely domineering, and his voice was directly transmitted throughout the Three Realms, and a shocking stick in his hand appeared, pointing at the sky, and his eyes were thick with murderous aura, which shocked the Three Realms,

Heavenly Court, the immortals who were watching the Haotian Mirror were directly shocked by Qi Tian's murderous gaze, and suddenly retreated back, rushing to the sky, even if it was their hearts that had not fluctuated for thousands of years, they also became shocked, and their hearts lacked a trace of coldness, cold,

Even if it was as strong as Guanyin, a quasi-saint cultivator, his complexion also changed, and from Qi Tian's eyes, he saw the evil aura that rushed to the sky, endless killing. I saw a strong hatred,

In the East China Sea. Ao Cunxin had given up struggling and looked at Huaguo Mountain stupidly. The majestic figure, pointing to the domineering of the sky,

The jade-faced princess looked at Qi Tian's gaze, and she was also full of affection,

More than 10,000 demon soldiers were even more fanatical, looking at the back of the angry sky, that was their king, that was their emperor, and the faith in their hearts. In my heart, I hate my weakness very much,

Even the Dragon King of the Four Seas, who has been silent for tens of thousands of years, lacks bursts of blood in his heart, and his heart is beating violently.

The demons who watched here in the heavens and the earth were also shocked by Qi Tian's domineering, and the domineering spirit that soared into the sky made them frightened and made them awe. In my heart, I firmly remember the Emperor of the Ages, Qi Tian.

They knew that even if the Emperor of the Ages died in battle, it would be passed down through the ages. With the ancient demon emperor, the emperor is handsome, and is admired by the demons.

Their fists were clenched, and there was already a trace of blood left in their palms. Silently looking at the direction of Huaguo Mountain, Huaguo Mountain was carrying at this time. They have too much hope,

Countless demon kings, demon saints flew rapidly towards Huaguo Mountain, and on Jilei Mountain, the figure of the Bull Demon King also rushed to the sky, rushing towards Huaguo Mountain with endless killing.

The lonely demon clan, the oppressed demon clan, needs a king, an emperor, a strong man who suppresses the sky,

The last prince of the demon clan, taking refuge in Buddhism made them feel cold, and their hearts were full of infinite desolation, but at this time, they saw hope from Qi Tian, the hope of no longer being enslaved and oppressed,

Although they know that they will die for a lifetime, they have to go, just because they have their own beliefs and have a common name in their hearts, demon!

Qi Tian turned to look at the Wangu Army standing behind him, Long Live the Fox King, the Seventy-two Road Demon King, and other demon cultivators, his eyes were full of iron and blood, and his mouth was full of anger,

"Battle"

This is the most affectionate reward for the warriors, the highest glory, for the dead demon cultivators, and the eternal army,

"Battle"

The roar that shook the sky, from the mouths of the warriors, was full of iron and blood, full of endless slaughter, and the battle intent that soared to the sky, roaring the sky,

More than 90,000 ancient troops were killed and wounded, 15,000, more than 9,000 died under Guanyin's blow, 16 of the 72 Road Demon Kings were killed and wounded, and the rest were seriously injured.

But the only thing that remains unchanged is that his eyes are full of fighting intent, and his gaze towards Qi Tian is full of fanaticism.

Qi Tian's heart was full of emotion, although they were all his subordinates, but he never regarded them as subordinates, but brothers,

Brothers who can take care of each other, stick knives in both ribs, and can lean back against each other when fighting

At this moment, he had already seen that the ancient army and many demon cultivators had long since run out of mana, and the oil had dried up, and they had been able to survive until now, all thanks to perseverance and a strong belief.

Even if Qi Tian said that they would die, they would not hesitate, but Qi Tian would never allow it, they dragged their seriously injured bodies to fight again, that would be like sending them to death,

"Six ears, long live the fox king, you lead the demons to retreat and enter the East China Sea to heal their wounds!"

Qiang Qiang's words came from Qi Tian's mouth, full of undoubted and irresistible,

"Master?"

"The Great?"

"Retreat, Bendi will be fine!"

Qi Tian said silently, with the Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag on his head, covering the sky and the sun, covering the divine consciousness of the powerhouses of the Three Realms, his palm emitted a bright light, waving towards Liu'er and the others,

Liu'er only felt a burst of overturning, and the figure had already appeared in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea.

"Ao Guang, take care of them, wait for the return of this emperor!"

"It's the Emperor! Ao Guang obeys!"

Ao Guang said respectfully, his eyes were full of adoration and looked at Huaguo Mountain, the standing figure, with infinite domineering, noble, majestic,

Qi Tian once again put tens of thousands of [Ten Thousand Ancient Army] into the small world, his eyes were slightly closed, and when he opened it again, it was full of resolute and endless murderous aura, and at this moment, the sky was raining blood.

The slaughter resumed, the wind and clouds surged, the heavens and the earth wailed, and the sky was stained with blood,

"Since you are persecuting this emperor so much, this emperor will turn the world upside down as you wish!hahaha!"

Looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, the laughter is full of endless arrogance, domineering, arrogance, angry rebuke the sky,

The monstrous momentum on the body, overwhelmingly gushing out, the wind and clouds surging, the sky changing color, endless demonic energy, demonic energy, permeating the entire sky, thousands of miles of black clouds, covering the sky and the sun,

When the black clouds were dispersed, the powerhouses of the Three Realms found that Qi Tian's figure had disappeared, leaving only the dilapidated Huaguo Mountain, mountains of corpses, and rivers of countless blood.

The mountain is blood-red, the stumps and arms are broken, everywhere, the corpses of the immortals, flashing with dazzling light, and the thick coercion, as if telling the world the glory of the past,

"Boom"

Just when the powerhouses of the Three Realms thought that Qi Tian was fleeing, a shocking bang shook the sky again and spread throughout the Three Realms.

In front of the gate where ghosts cry and wolves howl, on the Yama Palace, Qi Tian carries a blood-stained long stick on his shoulder, exuding a powerful momentum on his body, endless Xiao killing, his eyes are silent, full of ruthlessness, cold and piercing, cold and indifferent like frost,

Staring at the gate in front of him, the blood-stained long stick on his shoulder, exuding a dazzling light, waved down at the Yama Palace, (to be continued......)

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