I have to say that although Chide is not a competent general, he is really a well-deserved madman. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Xuan's extremely weak situation could not bring him enough talents to form a war department, and he did not have enough excellent war troops to train the war department. But he stubbornly used his own hands to form a terrifying iron-blooded war department.

The Crede War Department may not be excellent, and its strength is not very high, let alone compared to giants like the Nine Realms of the Hanging Zen Temple, even some ordinary sect war departments are much stronger than them.

But such a war department actually resisted the attack of the masters of the Hanging Zen Temple.

That's right, they resisted!

The Hanging Zen Temple was bound to win this time, and they sent all the masters of the entire sect.

There were more than 30 people.

Each one of them is a powerhouse of the Ground Rank.

It's just that in a short period of time, each of them is covered with blood, and it is conservatively estimated that each of them has dozens or hundreds of more souls under them. They knew very well in their hearts that the battle in front of them was not fought for anyone, but only for themselves.

They are all disciples of the Hanging Zen Temple, if the Hanging Zen Temple is gone, then they will definitely have no good life to live. Therefore, they did not spare their hands, did not retreat, and everyone was like crazy, reaping life.

On the other hand, Cred is on the side.

They're completely desperate!

Cultivation is not enough, strength is insufficient?

So what!

Regardless of life and death, they forcibly used their bodies to form a human wall to block each other's attacks.

How crazy is that?

Cred has cultivated a group of 'cowards' with no talent, no talent, and no ability into a group of warriors who are not afraid of death, which is really creepy.

No wonder, no wonder Wuxuan is so weak, but when Chide came out of the mountain, no one dared to fight Wuxuan's idea.

No one could withstand such a tragic battle, not even the Nine Realms Heaven.

That is, Chide Shouyuan really dried up, and his life was short. Otherwise, if you dare to give him ten years, maybe Wuxuan can really come back to life.

A madman, a madman who doesn't even want his life, is definitely the most terrifying!

However, even if they were so crazy, it was still difficult to really block the attack of the Hanging Zen Temple.

There are too many masters on the other side.

When the number of masters is large enough, unless there are also masters in the war department to suppress the formation, otherwise, it will only be the war department that suffers.

The super personal ability of the master can allow them to rush back and forth in the battle formation, they have the initiative to fight, and the war department can only passively respond to the battle.

The advantage of the war department is a large-scale frontal rush. Once the battle formation is formed, once the warriors start to charge, even the top masters have to avoid the edge for a while. And in a small-scale raid battle like this, the master's flexible body and strong attack are enough to shatter them in an instant.

That's the way it is.

No matter how fierce the Chide War Department is, it still can't stop the surprise attack of the Hanging Zen Temple.

However, fortunately, the pastoral community reacted quickly, and they have arrived now.

As long as they join, they will be able to contain the masters of the Hanging Zen Temple, and in this way, the Chide War Department will be able to complete the assembly of the battle array, so as to beat the other party out.

Mu Jie smiled coldly.

Although there were some negligences in his plan, he finally discovered it in time.

As long as they join in, most of the masters of this group of Hanging Zen Temple will definitely not be able to escape.

This battle is quite important.

The Hanging Zen Temple was already in crisis, as long as this group of masters fell again, they would never have a chance to fight back!

The pastoral community is preparing to give orders.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

He saw a man!

It was an old man.

In such a chaotic battlefield, he was like a leisurely stroll, calmly advancing on the bloody land.

He wasn't fast, but there was no one around him who could stop him. The soldiers who rushed up were directly ejected before they could get close to three meters around him.

Immediately after, more warriors rushed over, desperately trying to stop the old man's advance.

However.

Something strange happened, and without seeing the old man make any moves, the team that rushed over turned into flames and burned, and in the blink of an eye, turned into a handful of ashes.

The old man continued on his way, without a trace of expression on his face.

Syllable.

A crisp explosion sounded.

But it was a prohibition that was stimulated by the old man.

Although Wuxuan is not good at prohibiting defense lines, this is Cred's garrison after all, and general defensive prohibitions are still necessary.

Just when everyone thought that the ban was about to be launched, the talisman array under the old man's feet suddenly brightened, and then, the bright light, like a plague, spread towards the surroundings at an alarming speed.

Everywhere you go.

Whether it was hidden or the forbidden rune array that had been activated, they were all infected by that light.

Moment.

The whole camp was full of bright lights, and there were flickering runes everywhere.

The pastoral world watched all this.

The light that quietly rose in front of him, the flickering talisman array, was densely packed and countless.

They are like endless stars, just like that twinkling on the bloody and gray battlefield, so splendid.

Mu Jie subconsciously trembled, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Of course he knew what it was.

It's self-destructing!

Really.

The light is getting brighter and denser.

Suddenly.

Boom Boom!

Countless fires rose from the camp, dense explosions continued, and the camp of Nuoda was completely shrouded in a sea of fire, and many soldiers were caught off guard, and were immediately swallowed up by the dense explosion.

This battlefield suddenly became a mess.

The herd gasped.

He finally knew who this old man was!

The head of the Hanging Zen Temple!

Except for this old man who is about to become a fine and has incomparable attainments in the rune array, who can detonate all the rune arrays in the camp in an instant?

The old man's hand frightened the pastoral community.

Even he himself could not do that. Obviously, this guy's attainments in the talisman array, especially in the god pattern, have reached an unfathomable realm.

At the right time.

"Protect your lordship!"

A roar of rage spread throughout the camp.

Soon, roars began to rise and fall in all corners.

"Protect your lordship. ”

"Protect your lordship!"

In the sea of fire, those tenacious warriors exuded a faint light. Although they are weak, they still rush into the fire again without hesitation!

Blazing flames, wanton boiling.

The warriors' bodies were quickly set on fire, but they did not have the slightest fear, and they did not hesitate to gallop through the flames.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of them.

Elite!

This is definitely an elite wardepartment.

Who dares to say that Wuxuan is lonely? Who dares to say that Wuxuan is going to die?

The soldiers under Chide have proved to the world with practical actions that they are powerful.

The soul of the five mysteries will never be extinguished!

"Kill!"

The pastoral community no longer hesitates.

His figure flashed, disappeared in place, and reappeared, already in the sea of fire.

The divine power of the whole body is boiling uncontrollably.

A dazzling and straight pillar of golden light, like a sword that supports the sky, appeared on him.

The pillar of light was about a zhang thick, reaching straight into the sky, and even the light of the fire in the sky could not hide its dazzling light.

Power.

Powerful Divine Power!

Since the complete recovery of the Blood Dragon Sacrifice and the successful completion of the flaws and deficiencies in the divine formula, the divine power in the pastoral realm has also reached an incredible realm.

Pure, powerful, domineering, and flamboyant.

At this moment, the pastoral world is like a god of war who came out of ancient times, looking down on the eternals.

...

Mingwu stopped, Mingkong stopped.

All the masters of the Hanging Zen Temple stopped advancing at this moment, they looked up at the figure in the sky blankly, and their faces involuntarily showed shock.

The golden pillar of light was so dazzling, like a peerless sword with a sharp edge, as if it was about to pierce the sky.

The domineering and incomparable will overshadowed everything in heaven and earth.

That person...

The masters of the Hanging Zen Temple were all shocked in their hearts at this moment, they never thought that their enemies would be so powerful, even if they were so far away, they could bring them such a terrifying oppressive force.

How could he be so strong?

How can he be so strong?

For a long time, the Hanging Zen Temple did not look down on the fish and dragon.

In their opinion, this force is just a little more lucky. They have no background, they have no inheritance, they have no heritage, they are just barbarians in remote places in the mountains and wilderness, they will eventually be killed by the Hanging Zen Temple and become their stepping stones.

However... At this moment, their ideas were completely shattered.

The fish and dragon world, the pastoral world, is definitely the biggest and strongest enemy of the Hanging Zen Temple.

It's just a pity that they woke up a little late.

Inside the golden pillar of light, Mu Jie slowly raised his right hand.

Almost instantly.

The dazzling and condensed pillars of golden light continued to converge towards his palm.

The pillars of light are collapsing, shrinking, and converging.

When the last ray of light is attached to the palm, the palm of the pastoral world is like a round of wanton burning sun, showing a strange and brilliant light.

It's so brilliant that you can't look at it directly.

The domineering aura that was originally filled with the air was emptied by the palm of the pastoral world in an instant. But everyone did not feel any relaxation at all, but were throbbed by the unusual emptiness and stimulation.

They knew that the next blow would be absolutely shocking.

Really.

Their thoughts are just rising.

The pastoral world suddenly opened its eyes, like the eyes of the vast starry sky, reflecting all things in heaven and earth.

The arm shook slightly.

Gently slash diagonally.

A dazzling golden light suddenly lit up in everyone's field of vision.

Moment.

All the light in the heavens and the earth has been eclipsed.

The raging sea of fire in the camp was silently extinguished at the same time under this palm.

Pastoral palm.

It's not just about extinguishing the flames.

Under everyone's incredulous gaze, the golden light palm was filled with an astonishing aura, pointing directly at the head of the Hanging Zen Temple.

The head raised his head, his expression still indifferent as usual.

He held out his hand, a finger curling.

A light as thin and bright as a spider's web suddenly exploded from his fingertips.

These dense beams of light, like the roots of plants, spread through the void in an instant.

God Tattoo!

The core cultivation method of the Hanging Zen Temple.

The moment the divine pattern was formed, thunder suddenly rolled in the sky, and dark clouds rushed in, covering the sky tightly like the end of the world.

The pastoral realm swayed with golden light, slashing at the god pattern.

"Boom!"

The sudden explosion of air waves, like a violent hurricane, swept in all directions. The light that stirred up in that moment was like a volcanic eruption, piercing everything.

Countless thunderbolts wandering in the lead cloud finally found a cathartic point, and suddenly silver thunderbolts fell from the sky and slashed into the void.

The holy land of Wuxuan, Wuxuan Peak, turned into the end in an instant.