Chapter Seventy-Four: A Desperate Situation

On the battlefield between the distant space-time trolls and the Desolate Weather and the Heavenly Daoist, the Heavenly Daoist held a murderous giant sword that pierced through the chest of the Desolate Heavenly Weather!

This scene surprised everyone, and they looked at the Tongtian Dao people in disbelief.

This is one of the most powerful people in their side, how could they do such a thing?!

"Lord Tongtian, what are you doing here!"

"There must be a reason why you do this, don't you!"

"Tell me, my lord, why are you doing this. ”

Many soldiers shouted in unison, they couldn't believe it, they didn't want to believe it!

"Humph!"

The Tongtian Daoist glanced at the army of Terran monks below, and a trace of struggle and guilt flashed in his eyes, and then this trace of struggle and guilt disappeared and became indifferent.

"The abyss is mighty, the human race is invincible, and such stubborn resistance will not get any good results. He said lightly.

At the same time, it was a giant sword that penetrated into the chest of the desolate weather was pulled out, and the bright red blood stained it, which could not be erased, very dazzling.

"What are you talking about?!"

"Tell me, my lord, it's not true. ”

"Surely you want to carry out some plan, don't you?"

There was anger in the eyes of these soldiers, and one of the most powerful people on their own side was actually intimidated by the strength of the abyss and rebelled!

Nothing is more demoralizing than such a move, and many soldiers cannot even raise their swords, they are tired from fighting for a long time, and now their faith collapses, and they have no strength to fight.

Wang Man was also angry in his heart, Tongtian Dao people, he was a pivotal power on the side of the human race, and he was a traitor!

Moreover, he also teamed up with the space-time trolls of the abyss to kill the desolate weather in the burial of the Ten Directions Killing Heaven Shura!

Such behavior cannot be forgiven.

"Are we really going to lose?" muttered someone in the midst of demoralization.

"Traitor, kill!" At this moment, the desolate weather suddenly erupted with infinite murderous aura, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand waved, shattering the vacuum, and hit Tongtian at once.

While!

He Fang Tian drew a halberd and slashed again, and the murderous giant sword in the hand of the Heavenly Daoist was actually broken from it.

The space-time trolls hurriedly joined forces with the Tongtian Dao people to fight against the desolate weather, however, the desolate weather under the serious injury seemed to be even more terrifying, and under their joint efforts, they were not even left behind.

The Heavenly Painting Halberd in his hand waved, as if he was rotating the sun, moon, stars, and galaxies of the universe, with unparalleled power, and every blow sent out would surely shake the heavens.

"What should I do if I invade my rivers and mountains?" Desert Weather waved the halberd in his hand, smashing one of the arms of the space-time troll, and then roared.

In an instant, under the burial of the Ten Directions Killing Heaven Shura, it spread throughout the entire army of the human race, mighty and mighty, like a roar of ten thousand thunders, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"Kill!"

Everyone's hearts rushed to the top and they all roared.

"What should I do if I offend my relatives and country?" The black hair flew in the barren weather, looking at the world, and the cold light bloomed in his eyes, and he drank again.

There was also a bloody hole in his chest, and the blood water gushed out, falling into the void, and instantly turned into a blood-colored sea, a monstrous ocean, drowning everything.

However, such an injury did not affect his invincible might, and he was like a war immortal, staggering vertically and horizontally, holding a Fang Tian Painting Halberd, beating the space-time troll and the Tongtian Dao man back step by step.

"Kill!"

Millions of soldiers roared, and their spirits fused into a single force, rushing into the sky, shaking the blood-colored sky, and magnificent.

Wang Man also roared, and the sword in his hand was invincible, taking away many enemy lives.

"Kill hundreds of millions of my comrades, destroy my mountains and rivers for hundreds of millions of miles, hate the sky, and flood the three thousand worlds with blood debts, what should you do!"

The barren weather roared again, and his eyes cracked, as if blood and tears were flowing out.

He was majestic and invincible, stirring the heavens and all worlds, and a halberd actually pierced the head of the space-time troll.

"Kill!"

Tens of millions of people shouted in unison, and under the three questions of the barren weather, these soldiers were no longer demoralized by the betrayal of the Tongtian Dao people, but instead rushed to the sky with murderous intent, hatred, and burst out with unprecedented combat power.

Wang Man followed the crowd and turned into a small killing god, one by one abyssal monsters, all of whom died under his hands.

"Hehe, what if you are unwilling, the human race should be destroyed, and the abyss should be the Lord sinking and floating in the sky. The space-time troll chuckled, sarcastically.

"Huangtian, you surrender, before the abyss, no one can resist. "The Way to Heaven.

"Fart!" Huang Tianhou scolded, hated Tongtian very much, and shot a little more ruthlessly.

"It seems that you can only use the Shura burial to wipe you out. "The time and space troll was cut off his arm, and his head was stabbed through, and the blood light was drowned for three thousand miles, and he was still holding the wisdom bead.

It roared wildly, and suddenly reached out of all its pitch-black arms tens of thousands of feet long with sarcomas, covering its own millions of troops, and sucking all their vitality into it.

In an instant, the army of the abyss in the sky was all dead.

The blood water swept backwards towards the Nine Heavens, and was then absorbed by the blood-colored sky.

"The curtain is the tomb, and the blood-colored canopy is buried here today!" The space-time troll roared, and the infinite fragments of time around the body were flying, and the long river of time traversed the ancient and modern, appearing around its body, turning into a majestic force, rushing into the blood-colored canopy, dispersing the resentment of millions of abyss monsters, making the blood-colored canopy more pure, bright red and dazzling, and terrifying.

A huge blood-colored wheel emerged from the blood-colored sky.

It was as big as a planet, hidden in the infinite mist, and slowly turned, stirring up a majestic force that struck the barren sky.

Rumble!

The body shook violently in the barren weather, and he kept vomiting blood.

"You...... It's so ruthless, and you can do it to your own people. "Deserted weather.

"Hey, the one who achieves great things, is not informal. The space-time troll chuckled.

The Tongtian Daoist was on the side, looking indifferent and not saying a word.

"Save the Wasteland!"

Suddenly, in the endless army of the Terrans, there was a loud roar.

Now that all the abyssal monsters have been killed, they all rush towards the space-time trolls and the Heavenly Daoists.

The scene was terrifying, with millions of huge armies charging towards a single target. Tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of them formed a large array, in an orderly manner, emitting immeasurable killing light, and struck out towards the heavenly dome. For a time, the waves of light, which were hundreds of millions of times more blazing than the sun, rolled backwards towards the nine heavens. This scene was very grand, and the space-time trolls couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Together, united, they can inspire such a terrifying force. ”

It whispers. Then with a wave of his hand, the huge blood-colored wheel as big as a planet rotated, surging out a force that shattered the attack of the Terran army.

Moreover, this force was castrated endlessly, falling into the army of the Terrans, destroying hundreds of thousands of people in an instant.

The eyes of the Heavenly Daoist fluctuated for a moment, and then fell silent.

Desolate Weather yelled, bleeding and weeping, he was mad with hatred, and wanted to kill the time and space trolls and the Heavenly Dao people again.

However, the Ten Directions Killing Heaven Shura Great Burial Giant Wheel rotated, swinging out unimaginable terrifying power, spitting blood from the mouth of the Desolate Heaven, constantly retreating, and shattering the endless chaos.

"Is this how you died in battle?" muttered Wang Man.

Rumble!

At this time, the blood-colored canopy suddenly shattered, and a finger pressed down.

This finger, even bigger than the galaxy, pressed against the space-time trolls and the people of the Heavenly Dao. It shattered the chaos, and the Ten Directions Killing Heaven Shura Great Burial Giant Wheel was even broken inch by inch.

"Heavenly Emperor!"

The two of them yelled, terrified.

They didn't have the slightest power to resist, they were crushed into a puddle of minced meat, and their spirits were wiped out.

"Heavenly Emperor!"

In the army of the human race, Wang Man was covered in blood, and he was very shocked to see this scene.

He thought that when he got the Six Dao Qiankun Bag, he was also such a finger that killed the power of refining the Six Dao Qiankun Bag.

This Heavenly Emperor, what is the extent of his strength, such a horror?

And his enemies, how terrifying are they to the extent that the great power of the Emperor of Heaven has no confidence and wants to rebel.

What is the origin of these enemies?

Wang Man thought so in his heart, and his heart was full of endless doubts. Moreover, from the primeval era, after the great destruction of the ancient, ancient, and medieval times, to the present, in the history of cultivation, there is no record of such a person as the Emperor of Heaven, and there are no people like the Deserted Weather, Tongtian, etc., as if they are not from this world, where are they from? Why, the Heavenly Emperor's dojo, Qingdu Tian, will appear in this land of the human race?

"Emperor of Heaven, I'm still distracted from fighting with me. "Outside the domain, a grand voice came, shaking the Nine Heavens.

"Hehe, although the space-time troll and Tongtian are dead, it is worth seriously injuring a desolate weather. Another voice was eerie, as if it came from the Nine Shadows.

Then, a muffled snort was heard, and the Emperor of Heaven was obviously injured because of his distraction.

The barren weather was in a hurry, and he killed outside the territory, leaving a voice: "The abyss army will soon kill again, you have a good rest." ”

......

Then, the army of the Abyss slew in.

Once again, the Terran army was locked in fierce fighting.

The Great War, the Great War with no end.

Killing, killing without end......

In this battlefield, Wang Man didn't know how long he had been killed, only that his war knife had broken at least hundreds.

Rumble!

A corpse fell from the sky, it was a barren weather, the human race was in great sorrow, many people cried, and the fighting was even more tragic.

Boom! Boom!

As the battle gradually continued, corpses fell from the sky, a few were from the abyss, and most of them were Terran powers.

Guanghan Fairy, Thunder Tribulation Heavenly Venerable, Divine Flame Ancestor, Dayi Celestial......

On the Terran side, they completely fell into disadvantage.

People wept and yelled, fighting the army of the Abyss.

They shed blood and shed tears.

Rumble!

Then, a majestic body, surrounded by infinite light, fell from the sky.

"Heavenly Emperor!"

There was a bang in everyone's hearts, as if something had collapsed, and the leader of the human race, the invincible Heavenly Emperor, had also fallen.

They are in a state of complete despair.

Then the world was engulfed in darkness.

......

When Wang Man woke up, he had already appeared in another space, and his murderous aura seemed to be condensed, infinitely terrifying.

"Here ......"

He stayed where he was for a long time before he came to his senses.

It turns out that the killing is over?

Those comrades-in-arms, those robes, those Terran powers...... And the Emperor of Heaven, have they really fallen?

Wang Man thought blankly, there was still an endless shouting and killing sound in his mind, although he was out of the battlefield, but his heart was still in the battlefield.

Sure enough, it's the Shura Dao.

Wang Man muttered in his heart.

It didn't take long for him to get up from where he was and look around, it was a small room, very simple furnishings, and on one wall, there was a painting of a person. The plain brushwork, like light smoke on the snow-white rice paper, depicts the back of a woman. In the drizzle, she walked towards the alley, as if she was walking farther and farther, stretching out her hand, unable to grasp it. A faint sadness envelops the whole picture, making people melancholy.

In the lower left corner of the scroll, there is a line of words left - Deserted weather.

"This painting was painted in the middle of nowhere?"

Wang Man couldn't believe it, did the man who rushed to kill in front of the space-time trolls and the people of the Heavenly Dao, like a war fairy, have such a tender side?

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