Chapter Seventy-Three: The Realm of Despair
The vast battlefield has no edge in sight, there is fighting everywhere, and people die every moment.
The terrifying enemy army stepped across the vast rivers and mountains, and fought fiercely with the army of the Emperor of Heaven where Wang Man was located.
The heavens trembled, and the earth shook and was stained red with endless blood.
One after another, the poignant blood flowers continued to bloom in the battlefield, and the soldiers who were still high-spirited and extremely strong before turned into a pile of dry bones and were trampled into dust in the blink of an eye.
"These abyss monsters are really terrifying, no wonder they can invade our world, but if you want to pay no price, it's impossible, kill!"
An old soldier roared, he only had one arm left, and he carried a broken knife, and rushed to the abyss, and after slaying a monster, he was pierced in the chest by a spear, and he was bloodied into the air.
"No!"
"Let him go!"
"Kill you!"
Many of the young soldiers' eyes were red, and they had brought him out single-handedly by this old soldier, and now they had seen him die with their own eyes.
At that moment, many people rushed forward, their battle armor was sonorous, and they burst out with immeasurable light, they were all great monks above the Naling Realm, and their every move attracted the power of heaven and earth.
"Dirt chickens and tile dogs. ”
"Ants and mosquitoes also dare to sing to the sky. ”
"Hehe, I like to do this the most, to pick up the corpses of the people they respect the most, and watch them go berserk and die at my hands.
The abyssal monsters sneered one by one, they were not speaking human language, but another language, but the spiritual fluctuations came out, and everyone could still sense the meaning.
The monster carrying the corpse of the veteran, covered in black armor, revealed only a pair of cold and merciless eyes, and took pleasure in killing.
Many soldiers rushed forward to rescue the corpses of the veterans, but they were wiped out by him one by one, turning into a cloud of blood mist in the air.
It's just a scene happening in a small corner of the boundless battlefield. Elsewhere, similar scenes are played.
"Damn it!"
Wang Man was also on the side, seeing this scene happening, but he didn't have time to stop it, watching his comrades die one by one, he was crazy.
"Kill!"
He took a knife that was already filled with gaps, and rushed forward.
After entering this vast battlefield, his own realm was still in the Mortal Realm, but his combat power was the same as that of a monk in the Naling Realm, which should be due to the Shura Dao inheritance.
Rumble!
Wang Man broke out a big battle with this monster, and the snowy sword was swung out by him, each with a fierce murderous aura, and the monster was enveloped like a storm.
"It's quite powerful!" the monster sneered, and the war in his hand danced, and with a bang, it collided with Wang Man's war knife, making an earth-shattering sound.
Wang Man's war knife was shattered at once, and he himself vomited blood and staggered back.
The other soldiers rushed up and attacked the monster, but the result was the same as Wang Man's.
There were dozens of soldiers, dead at the hands of this monster, and it was so powerful that it was unbelievable.
"One hundred thousand swords!"
Ever since Wang Man entered the Shura Dao, he had integrated into this army, as if he had become a part of them.
He was even more infected by the indomitable tragedy of these soldiers, and he had a great sense of identification with them.
Now seeing the blood flowers blooming beside him, and the comrades around him dying one by one, Wang Man's eyes are red.
He roared angrily, slashed forward with the remnant knife in his hand, and unexpectedly used this war knife to use the invincible Nine Dragons and Nine Phoenix swordsmanship.
Rumble!
Between heaven and earth, there was immediately a mighty and endless snowy sword light, and each piece of sword light roared like the wrath of the gods, and after being still for a moment, it turned into a torrent of sword light and poured forward. They didn't unite halfway, but slashed at the abyssal monster that was carrying the corpse of the veteran just now, shattering its armor like Ling Chi, cutting the war horse it sat on into strips of flesh, and cutting all its flesh into pieces of flesh with a single sword. Soon, the monster exploded into a pile of minced flesh, and blood splattered on each of the dead soldiers, making them seem much more peaceful.
"I've avenged you!"
Wang Man looked at the old soldier who fell to the ground and muttered.
This veteran has saved him many times.
Then, he raised his head, his eyes shone coldly, his black hair danced wildly, and he went on a killing spree.
One monster after another, they all died in his hands without resistance.
This scene quickly attracted the attention of other more powerful abyssal monsters, a lava giant who was 100 feet tall and did not ride a war horse, stepping step by step from afar.
Its whole body was flowing with fiery red magma, and a scorching sulfur aura permeated it, and the sword light slashed at it, melting in an instant.
"Hurry up, this is the lava giant in the abyss, the most terrifying. ”
"Depending on your age, there is still more room for growth, which will be of great use in the future. We block it for you. ”
"Let's go, don't hesitate. ”
When some old soldiers saw this scene, their faces changed, and they all said anxiously to Wang Man.
They decided to sacrifice themselves to keep Wang Man. Because Wang Man is very young and has an infinitely vast future.
"Don't worry, this lava giant is no match for me. ”
Wang Man's nose was sour, these soldiers were really righteous and dedicated to the sake of the human race, and they sacrificed too much.
Then, despite the obstruction of many veterans, he rushed forward, and the bright sword light pierced the void and quickly shrouded the lava giant.
"Human, suffer death. ”
The voice of this lava giant, as if with an extremely burning breath, made people listen to it, and their eardrums were hot.
It simply stretched out a giant lava hand the size of a fan, and the bright red fire light danced on it, and as soon as it came into contact with the snowy sword light, it quickly engulfed the sword light.
Then, streams of magma poured out of its body like a dragon, roaring wildly in midair, bright red and dazzling.
They all flocked to Wang Man, and wherever they passed, the void was burned to dry, and some soldiers were also burned to ashes in the process.
"Kill you today!"
Wang Man was furious, looked up to the sky and roared, turned into a long rainbow and rushed towards the lava giant, and shook his right hand fiercely!
In the void, Ying Long's claw flickered with cold light, hundreds of zhang long and wide, and a stream of spiritual power swirled around it, like a true dragon's claw descending to suppress the heavens.
With a fierce grip, it grabbed the two hands of the lava giant, and then the majestic spiritual power was detonated by Wang Man at once, blowing the two giant hands of the lava giant to pieces, and the magma flew all over the sky, bright red as blood.
"One hundred thousand swords!"
Wang Man swung his sword forward again, and 100,000 pieces of sword light converged into an invincible torrent of sword light, which was like a bamboo, and it instantly wrangled the chest of the lava giant.
......
This battle has affected nine heavens and ten earths, all heavens and ten thousand worlds, and it is too grand, I don't know how long it will take to fight.
Wang Man fought again and again in this tragic battlefield, and never stopped.
Even the most terrifying abyssal monster couldn't hold out for long under his sword.
In the tragic battlefield, watching the enemy slaughter his compatriots with a cruel smile, and watching the soldiers around him spill blood one by one, Wang Man's heart was extremely painful.
As time passed, he became numb a lot, but this hatred was deeply engraved in the depths of his heart, making his shots more and more ruthless, and he was respected as the killing god in this small battlefield.
......
Rumble!
Suddenly, after I don't know how long the fight lasted, the sky shattered, and endless thunder intertwined in it, emitting devastating fluctuations, as if the world was going to be destroyed.
A giant hand with the size of a million zhang landed from outside the sky, almost across the entire battlefield, and with a light slap downward, hundreds of thousands of terran soldiers were crushed to death.
This scene is so horrible that it makes people desperate.
In an instant, hundreds of thousands of people died, and the blood and water gathered together, like an ocean, staining the blue sky.
"Stop!"
A Fang Tian Painting Halberd turned into a long rainbow from outside the sky, and it was like a mountain, stretching endlessly, emitting immeasurable light, and it nailed this giant hand at once.
Then, a black-haired young man came to this battlefield from the great crack in the space through hundreds of millions of thunderbolts and destroyed the world, holding Fang Tian's halberd and stirring it fiercely, instantly splitting this giant hand.
His eyes were very cold, Fang Tian's halberd swept lightly, and a brilliant light flew out, and the abyss monster screamed, and hundreds of thousands of people died in an instant.
"Soldier to soldier, general to general, do you want to violate this rule?" he shouted at the sky, like a thunderbolt rumbling together, shocking everyone's minds.
"Lord Desert!"
"My lord, kill all the enemies!"
"The great battle between the adults and the abyss giants in the extraterrestrial starry sky has restrained many people, and the battle is very difficult, but they still don't forget us. ”
Many veterans roared and looked excited, which made Wang Man's heart shake, he was just a desolate weather?
"Hmph, I just want to invite you to this battlefield. A voice said coldly, with the smell of conspiracy succeeding.
Subsequently, the entire vast battlefield rose with immeasurable blood light, and in all directions of the earth, there were four million-zhang high blood qi wolf smoke rising.
As soon as they appeared, they crisscrossed and instantly turned into a blood-colored canopy, enveloping the heavens and trapping the desolate weather on this battlefield.
Rumble!
Suddenly, the blood-colored canopy shattered, and another person appeared, dressed in a Taoist robe, surrounded by chaotic mist, and the vision was endless.
"Huangtian, I saw a blood-colored light curtain appear here, and the abyss giant actually wanted to use the 'Ten Directions Killing Heaven Shura Great Burial' to trap you, and came to relieve you from the siege. The Taoist said.
"There is Brother Lao Tongtiandao. Desert Weather nodded, and then his gaze seemed to cut through the chaos and look towards the end of the horizon.
There is an infinite dark aura surging there, and the darkest, most ferocious, and most vicious emotions in the world seem to be gathered together. Then he turned into a million-zhang tall giant with eighteen arms and black scales all over his body, towering into the extraterritorial starry sky, and with a slight movement, the heavens and all the worlds trembled. It opened its mouth and roared, time and space collapsed, and countless fragments of time could be faintly seen flying around it, and the mighty river of time across the ancient and modern times appeared a corner.
"Time and space trolls, die!"
The black hair danced in the barren weather, the battle armor sounded, and a Fang Tian painting halberd pointed at the enemy from afar, and killed forward.
In the eyes of the Heavenly Dao man, the sun, moon and stars turned, and the chaotic mist enveloped his body, making him disappear in an instant, and then even appeared before the desolate weather.
Rumble!
A shocking war broke out, and the space-time trolls fought with the Desolate Weather and the Heavenly Dao people.
The void is shattering, time and space are chaotic, and every star is being pulled over and refined into weapons...... This area seems to have returned to the pre-opening of the heavens, and only endless chaos is surging.
The Ten Directions Killing Heaven Shura Burial bloomed with endless blood light, enveloping every area on the battlefield, and everyone seemed to be stuck in a swamp, unable to move an inch, but they still roared and killed the abyss monsters.
"Tongtian, you dare!"
Suddenly, in the distant battlefield, the desolate sky roared.
The Heavenly Daoist was holding a murderous giant sword that pierced through the chest of the desolate weather!