Everyone came, not just Tang Bao and the Dragon Clan, Yi Tianxing and the other six. Read the full text of the latest chapter

The masters of the hundred schools in Zhongzhou and the eight holy lands have also rushed to the battlefield.

Not only that, but the elite masters of the elven clan, as well as more than a dozen martial saint powerhouses of the giant clan, also rushed to help.

Farther behind everyone, there were more than 3,000 people from the Xuanhuang World and warriors from the demon clans, all of whom were about to arrive.

The final battle is about to begin!

Tang Bao and He Wuxian met again, but they were besieged by the Heavenly Demon Army, and they didn't have a chance to say hello at all.

There is no Tang Bao's usual way of greeting, hugging.

He Wuxian slashed the surrounding Heavenly Demons with a knife and said to Tang Bao: "Dead Sugar Bun, you kid finally has a little conscience. ”

Tang Bao also swung the huge Demon Sealing Axe and rushed to kill in the Heavenly Demon Army, laughing heroically.

"Hahaha, that's of course! Da Shao, we are brothers! How can brothers not come to such a big matter?"

"Even if the sky falls, even if you die here today, I will accompany you to the end!"

Yi Tianxing and the Ninth Yuanchen and the others, although they did not speak.

However, their eyes and expressions also reveal the same determination.

He Wuxian's heart was warm and a little moved.

In life, there are so many brothers who live and die together, and this life is in vain.

At this moment, dozens of Heavenly Demons roared over, swinging their weapons and slashing out the sword light in the sky.

He Wuxian turned around to face the battle, bursting out with an incomparably strong momentum, and a tiger roared into the crowd.

Tang Bao joined forces with many elders of the Dragon Human Clan, and he also fought fiercely with several Heavenly Demons.

Yi Tianxing and the six people of the Ninth Yuanchen manipulated the Infinite Divine Sword and started a bloody battle with the two Heavenly Demons.

On the road to heaven, he once again fell into a bloody and tragic battle.

Although the martial artists of the more than 3,000 Xuanhuang Worlds were weak in strength realm, they were not the opponents of the Heavenly Demon Army at all.

Every moment, someone dies tragically under the butcher's knife of the Heavenly Demon Army.

But no one flinched half a step, and all of them regarded death as home, and rushed forward to kill.

Many warriors joined forces to fight, exchanging their lives for their lives, even if they died, they had to pull the heavenly demons to die together.

The battle was unprecedentedly tragic, with stumps and broken arms and purple blood, constantly flying and splashing.

The road to heaven within a radius of thousands of miles is like Shura purgatory, bloody to the extreme.

He Wuxian took the two divine beasts and observed the battle situation while fighting bloody battles.

He saw with his own eyes that one after another warriors of the human race and the demon clan were killed by the army of heavenly demons and fell in a pool of blood. Read the full text of the latest chapter

The crimson blood splashed and danced, spilling on the golden road to the sky, gathering small streams.

The people of the Eight Holy Lands, the people of the Hundred Schools of Zhongzhou, the people of the Four Great Divine Divisions, and the people of many sects are all dying out rapidly.

The elves of the elven kingdom and the warriors and powerhouses of the giant clan were also fighting bravely and were killed by the army of heavenly demons.

One familiar face after another, stained with blood, became desperate and hideous, screaming and roaring and falling.

He Wuxian looked at this qiē angrily, and finally understood how tragic the ancient war was.

The primeval war thousands of years ago shocked the Three Realms and shook the world, lasting for tens of thousands of years.

Hundreds of millions of martial arts powerhouses, the supreme heavenly emperor of the heavenly realm, were all involved in the war and eventually fell.

And now, the scene of more than 3,000 Xuanhuang martial artists fighting with 100,000 heavenly demons has been so bloody and tragic.

Hundreds of millions of martial arts powerhouses fought bloody battles, what kind of magnificent and tragic scene was it?

He Wuhate shuddered just thinking about it.

However, he didn't have time to sigh, and was immediately besieged by dozens of heavenly demons and fell into a fierce battle.

Two hours later, on the road to heaven, there was already a river of blood and corpses all over the field.

He Wuxian was covered in blood, his hair was messy, and he was gasping for breath with a blood-drinking knife.

The cool and handsome Shenwu armor was already covered with dents and cracks, and blood gushed out and stained him all over his body, like a bloody man.

Around his feet, there were all kinds of tragic corpses, all of them missing hands and feet, and all of them were broken.

Those corpses were Heavenly Demons and Terran warriors.

Not far away, the little green dragon and the little furball were also covered with blood, and their brilliance was flickering, recovering their strength.

The road to heaven, which was originally crowded with people, became empty, and only a few dozen people remained.

The army of 100,000 Heavenly Demons had been slaughtered, all of them turned into corpses and blood and flesh, and sprinkled on the golden road to heaven.

Bai Yan and the nameless old man stood at the forefront, leaving only the majestic and arrogant backs of everyone.

Ninety out of nine Heavenly Demons died at the hands of the two of them.

They were followed by the Twelve Martial Gods.

Their injuries were very severe, almost all of them were wounded, covered in blood, and covered with countless wounds.

Several of them, even with their arms and legs cut off, still held on to their swords and did not fall.

Of the remaining people, only Tang Bao and Yi Tianxing were still alive.

The Eight Holy Lands, the Hundred Schools of Zhongzhou, the Four Great Divine Divisions, and the warriors of the major power races have all been killed and injured.

The powerhouses of the dragon race, the elf race, and the giant clan also died tragically under the sword of the heavenly demons.

Of the more than 3,000 martial artists of the Xuanhuang World, only more than 20 remained!

No matter what the final outcome is, tonight is the most tragic night for the Xuanhuang world.

The martial arts powerhouse of the entire Xuanhuang World died almost overnight, what a tragic blow this was, and how tragic it was!

However, the bloody battle is not over.

Everyone dragged their staggering steps, along the road to heaven, and after walking out of more than 100,000 miles, there were only 200,000 miles left from the heavenly realm.

The huge golden stars, which seem to be close at hand, will soon be able to enter them.

But at this moment, at the end of the road to heaven, a figure like a mountain and a sea swooped out from the heavenly realm.

The figures, both men and women, were all dressed in bright silver armor and armed with narrow and slender swords, and they were handsome and long.

Celestial warrior!

A full 200,000 Heavenly Clan warriors poured out like a tide and rushed down the road to heaven.

The 100,000 Heavenly Demons have been killed, but the 200,000 Heavenly Clans are rushing again!

Moreover, the strength of these Heavenly Clan martial artists is even stronger than the previous Heavenly Demons!

Each of these Heavenly Clan martial artists has the strength of the Tianyuan Realm, which is comparable to the martial gods of the Xuanhuang Human Race.

Even He Wuxian and the Twelve Martial Gods are almost equal in strength to those Heavenly Clans!

Of course, this is still on your own.

He Wuxian had already expected that the 200,000 Heavenly Clan martial artists would rush down and kill them, except for the nameless old man and Bai Yan, everyone would be killed in an instant, and they would never be spared.

This time, it was really a matter of life and death.

Everyone's expressions became unprecedentedly solemn and gloomy, and their eyes were full of deep despair.

Maybe...... The battle will soon be over.

The fate of the people is to turn into cold dead bodies and lie on the road to heaven.

However, the nameless old man and Bai Yan still rushed upwards with firm steps, turning into sword light without evading it, and rushed to kill head-on.

The twelve martial gods also dragged their bloodstained bodies, staggered steps, and rushed away with their swords.

He Wuxian clenched his teeth, clenched the blood-drinking knife, and followed the charge with all his might.

Soon, the two sides collided together, and an earth-shattering loud bang erupted.

"Boom!"

The nameless old man and the white flame turned into two sword lights, one gold and one silver, and slashed into the crowd.

Hundreds of Celestial Clan martial artists were instantly chopped to pieces, spilling blood and flesh all over the sky.

The Twelve Martial Gods, He Wuxie, Tang Bao, Yi Tianxing and others also immediately fell into the encirclement of the Heavenly Clan.

The never-ending killing unfolded again, and the road to heaven was bloody again.

In just a few breaths, the twelve martial gods were defeated and retreated, and their injuries were even worse, and they were extremely miserable.

He Wuxian wanted to come to the rescue, but he and the two divine beasts were besieged by dozens of Heavenly Clans and would be killed at any time, so they had no time to take care of others.

Seeing that, the twelve martial gods were about to die under the sword of the Heavenly Clan.

Suddenly, I saw the Human Emperor holding high the Human Emperor's Holy Sword, and the voice shook the world's angry shouts.

"The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is yellow!"

"Why not give orders to the common people and set on death!"

The sound is rolling, like thunder exploding in the void, passing 108,000 miles, endlessly.

The rest of the martial gods chanted in unison, with a tragic look on their faces that looked at death as if they were at home.

In their eyes, the will to die was clear, as well as endless hatred and killing intent.

When the vast and mighty voice was transmitted, a poignant and tragic scene made He Wuxian stunned on the spot and stiffened.

He saw that the twelve martial gods were all bursting with dazzling multicolored divine light, soaring straight into the sky.

The flesh of the twelve martial gods and the majestic and vast power all shrank to the extreme in an instant, and then suddenly burst open.

Self-destruct!

In the desperate situation of knowing that he would definitely die, the twelve martial gods did not hesitate to choose to blow themselves up at the same time!

Self-explosion is the final means of counterattack of the warrior.

After the self-explosion, the body, soul, and all the qiē of the twelve martial gods will be completely annihilated.

Since then, their real death has completely fallen.

Even if it was the Emperor of Heaven, even if it was a god-man, it would never be possible to resurrect the twelve martial gods.

Because of this, any martial artist will never blow himself up until the last moment.

And now, they didn't hesitate to blow themselves up.

Just to fight a bloody way in the army of the Heavenly Clan and help He Wuxian and others advance.

"Boom, boom!"

The sound of an explosion resounded across the universe, exploding on the jade of the sky.

The 100,000 miles of the void were all crackled by the shock in an instant, giving birth to an endless void storm.

A dazzling and extremely mushroom-like multicolored divine light instantly expanded to a radius of thousands of miles, enveloping countless Heavenly Clans.

After a long time, when the colorful divine light that filled the sky dissipated in the dark void.

There were thousands of Celestial Clans, all of whom were seriously injured by the Colorful Divine Light Bombardment, and hundreds of Celestial Clans all died.

A huge gap immediately appeared on the crowded road to heaven.

He Wuxian's body stiffened and looked at this qiē, and a thick hatred welled up in his heart, and the strong killing intent made his eyes red as blood.

The sacrifices and dedication of the twelve martial gods, he kept in mind in his heart.

Although, in this life and this life, there may not be a chance to repay this kindness.

But he could only use the only way to make the sacrifice of the twelve martial gods more meaningful.

That is to ascend to the heavenly realm.

Revenge!