War of Kings

After Jiang Pojun's army left for a full quarter of an hour, the remaining monks in the city were still as dead and silent, with a look of disbelief on their faces, as if they didn't believe that they could really live, and the zombie army really didn't kill them, but they were only targeting the monks of the Zhuyan League, and they didn't kill any of the other monks.

I thought that this time death was imminent, but now I have survived incrediblely.

This strong contrast makes even these monks have an illusion of disbelief. I couldn't speak for a while.

After completely turning back to his senses and feeling that what had happened before was indeed true, one by one, his face was full of disbelief, and then, he was completely crazy, and one by one the notes were transmitted, and the flying swords were transmitted madly in all directions at an astonishing frequency.

All kinds of exclamations rang out one after another.

"It's the underworld, this must be the underworld, only for the monks of the sects who joined the Zhuyan League, but it didn't hurt us in the slightest, this must be the underworld, this is to take advantage of the weakness and directly attack the backyard of the sects, is it to directly sweep the sects and attack the sects. ”

"It was rumored just now that in the Heavenly Tilting Ghost Domain, the underworld has sent tens of millions of soldiers and horses to fight with the armies of the various sects in the Yang Realm in full swing, and the blood is flowing like a river, and the underworld divides troops to attack Fang City, which is to shake the foundation of the sects, shake the hearts and minds of the monks of the sects in the Heavenly Tilting Ghost Domain, and affect the battle situation. ”

"Every Fang City is the foundation that supports the development and growth of the sect, and destroying the Fang City is cutting the flesh on the sects, even if it wins the battle with the underworld this time. It will also be seriously damaged, and it will not be able to recover for hundreds of years. ”

"Quick. Quickly pass on the news, the underworld will definitely not attack only one city. Quickly deliver the news and see if the other markets have been breached. ”

Many monks almost didn't think about it, and what happened in the ancient city was immediately transmitted. The news that a large army of the underworld has attacked the cultivation realm has begun to spread wildly at an incredible speed.

However, in just a few moments, a large number of transmitted notes returned.

After inquiring about the information, a large number of monks directly lost their voices and exclaimed.

"So fast. Of the three Fang cities, three Fang cities have been directly attacked and turned into ruins, which are the Imperial Sword Sect. The Imperial Ghost Sect, the Fang City where the Heavenly Demon Sect is located, is not only a zombie army, but also an army of undead skeletons with a number of 300,000. ”

"Heavy losses, heavy losses, this time the sects of the Yan League are afraid that they will be angry and vomit blood and die. They fought with the underworld in the front, and the underworld was directly copied by the underworld in the back. ”

The speed at which messages are delivered in the spiritual world is simply too fast.

Detect it immediately. In the cultivation world, two armies suddenly appeared, one was an army of 60,000 zombies, and the other was an army of 300,000 undead skeletons, almost all of whom were powerhouses at the peak of the Mortal Realm. Invincible, almost most of the monks of the various sects are now fighting against the underworld in the Heavenly Fallen Ghost Domain, and these two armies are simply rampant.

These news are naturally concealed from the army of the various sects that are fighting.

One message after another came quickly.

It fell into the hands of Jian Chenzi, Dan Qingzi and others.

Look at the moment. In the battlefield of the Heavenly Fallen Ghost Dragon, tens of millions of abyss slave soldiers directly connected with the seven killing arrays, and the fierce bombardment of the sword array of three thousand chariots did not break out once, and a large number of the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect in the sword array were immediately shocked into powder. The thunder spear and the sword light were strangled together, and when the monks were killed and wounded, many of the abyss warriors also died directly under the sword light.

The earth's void was shattered.

The killing array composed of countless golden mirrors was also terrifying, full of millions of slave soldiers, the killing array was running, countless golden light mirrors appeared inside, all kinds of attacks bombarded those golden light mirrors, and the magic powers emitted by themselves came back from the mirrors without any discount. A large number of slaves fell into battle. ...,

Under the self-explosion of the slave soldiers, many golden mirrors were directly blown apart.

After the slave soldiers rushed in, the large array composed of countless bamboos immediately turned into a maze, and countless bamboo leaves fell, turning into sharp blades, constantly strangling the slave soldiers. Countless green bamboos are constantly changing directions, and once you enter, you can hardly find any exit.

There are even hundreds of millions of living souls that have turned into fierce ghosts, fighting fiercely with the Abyss Clan.

These powerful ghosts even made the Abyss Clan believe that this was in the formation space of the Eight Array Diagrams.

Fighting, almost every breath, there are a large number of slave soldiers, a large number of monks fall.

But at this moment, the faces of the old monsters of Xuanyin and the others turned blue.

roared angrily: "What a Hades, what a hell, how dare you despise us so much, when you fight here, you dare to send soldiers and horses to attack our Fang City, this is to break the foundation of our sects." Now there are hundreds of thousands of sect disciples who have died in the hands of the underworld. ”

Jian Chenzi's eyes were extremely sharp, like a sharp sword, swept towards the three kings standing on the battle island, from them, he felt the overwhelming pressure, not inferior to them in the slightest, and shouted: "Fellow Daoists, the underworld deceives people too much, and even divides troops to attack our rear, in this case, this battle can not be delayed any longer, the ghost gate has disappeared, first kill these three strong people of the underworld, determine the victory, and then return to the army to exterminate those remnants." ”

"Okay, this is exactly what the demon means, the woman likes it, this woman is handed over to this seat, and in front of this seat, there is a lack of a bedman. The Heavenly Demon looked up to the sky and laughed. The demonic qi on his body rolled, and he stepped out directly forward, looked at the Spirit Slayer Witch and said, "I am a heavenly demon, dare to fight." ”

The Spirit Slayer Witch's eyes were fluttering, her eyes were like waves, and she seemed to be a little surprised, but she chuckled and said, "Giggles, Heavenly Demon, this king happens to be a little empty and lonely, and he just captures you into the underworld, and I am the guest of the scene." ”

The light flashed in his hand, and a blood-colored ribbon appeared.

This ribbon is extremely extraordinary, although it seems to have been soaked in countless blood, but there is no smell of blood, but a trace of indescribable fragrance emerges, as if it is a woman's body fragrance, extremely attractive, look at it, as if countless revealing clothes, incomparably tempting witches are dancing a seductive magic dance.

The edge of the ribbon is as sharp as a knife.

The Spirit Slayer Witch chuckled and shook her hand, and the ribbon shuttled like a spirit snake, like a blood-colored river swept in.

"Seven Killing Demon Knife, slash me!!"

The Heavenly Demon's whole body was shrouded in a layer of terrifying demonic energy, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a pitch-black magic knife appeared above his head, and as soon as the magic knife came out, immediately, countless creatures in the heavens and the earth let out a terrible cry. It seems that the heavens and the earth are mourning. The magic knife slashed down towards the ribbon like lightning, and the sharp magic knife split the void on the spot.

Bombarded with the blood-colored ribbon, he wanted to split the ribbon directly into two pieces, but then, a strange power was transmitted from the ribbon, wave after wave, like a wave, and the magic knife collapsed.

The power that erupted shattered the radius.

Almost on the spot, the Demon Sword Monarch and the Phantom Heart Monarch shot at the same time, and Xuan Yin and the others unceremoniously rushed to kill, even though the number of monks with the same realm as themselves on the opposite side was far more than their own, they were not afraid.

The battle situation entered a white-hot situation on the spot.

Rumble!!

At this moment, in the void outside the battlefield. A pitch-black ghost gate reappeared. The moment the ghost gate opened, Yan Fusheng, dressed in a pitch-black dragon robe, straddled the war horse and stepped on the void.

Brush Brush Brush!!

With his appearance, immediately, behind him, I saw that an expressionless military soul came out at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, they gathered into an army behind them, lined up in a neat military formation. In a moment, all the military spirits appeared. Iron Blood stood aside. ...,

A pair of eyes looked at the battlefield in the distance at the same time.

Witnessing the tragic battle between the abyss army and the cultivators of the various sects, every military soul showed a strong battle intent in their eyes. The battlefield is where they yearn for the most.

In all around, there were also a large number of monks who were hiding in the dark. But the strange thing is that he didn't even notice the appearance of Yan Fusheng and the others, as if he hadn't noticed it at all.

If you look closely, you will find that all the military souls, even Yan Fusheng's figure, are illusory, and they cannot be seen from the outside world at all, and the breath on his body has also been forcibly restrained and not leaked in the slightest.

Converting the body between the virtual and the real is originally the innate ability of the ghost clan.

"Your Majesty, the Abyss Clan and the Yang Sects really fell for Your Majesty's plan, and now they are fighting each other without knowing it. Look at the situation, the two sides are evenly matched, the monks rely on the killing array, but the enemy is a thousand troops, the abyss clan is not afraid of death, and there are more slave soldiers in front of the direct self-blasting to break through the defense, with the battle island as a barrier, rushing into the killing array, this is the battle between the two heroes, in a short period of time, may not be able to distinguish the winner and loser. ”

The iron-blooded gaze had long been tempered in countless battles, and after a few glances, it was still unpredictable to immediately determine the outcome of the battle.

"This king just wants them to fight, if it ends early, it will have an impact on this king's plan, and it is expected that both of them will not be able to detect anything strange in a short time. ”

Yan Fusheng looked coldly at the falling Abyss Clan and monks, looking at countless flesh and blood sprinkled all over the heavens and the earth, without any pity in their hearts, they never regarded themselves as normal beings, they had to think that they were superior, not mortals but immortals, no matter how many people died, there was also a place in hell.

What's more, setting up this game itself is to make them lose both.

Brush!!

Suddenly, a transmission note was transmitted from afar in an extremely subtle way, and fell into the hands of Iron Blood.

After watching it, Iron Blood's face was overjoyed, and he immediately said: "The scout has already sent news, among the various sects in the Barbarian Prefecture, there are suddenly a large number of monks, and the strong ones have left the sect in a hurry, and the number of monks who have left from each sect is about 100,000. ”

This information fell in Yan Fusheng's ears, and his eyes couldn't help flashing, and he said coldly: "Okay, the time has finally come, all the soldiers, set off with this king." ”

With a wave of his hand, without hesitation, he straddled the war horse and broke through the air in one direction, followed by the army behind him. rq