"Huh?"

"Are these monks from outside?"

The artistic conception of Yan Nu spread, shocking the outside world, and at the same time making him feel the outside world.

Of course, this is not a divine sense, and martial arts do not have the power to be seen face to face thousands of miles apart.

So he can't see the crowd, he can't hear the crowd, he just feels where they are.

One by one, they are like small flames, dotted like fireflies in the night sky.

He didn't attack, he was still learning to distinguish and try to feel as much as possible.

After all, there are still a lot of their own people out there.

"Boom!"

"Hahaha!"

"Yuanfu, don't run!"

Yan Nu shook open all strong men, and those yellow turban wrestlers fell to the ground unconscious.

He jumped high, every move, full of artistic conception, like the sun rising into the sky.

You can experience that your mastery of power has been further refined, and the power of a thousand dragons is gathered or scattered, and all kinds of changes can exert greater power.

All kinds of things in the body are circulating, and they are all felt clearly and delicately.

Of course, these small changes in the senses are nothing compared to the great power of the Dao realm, and there are more wonderful things in other people's homes.

Compared to the skill and realm, he is still far behind, but he is more powerful than before.

But it doesn't matter, Yan Nu has never relied on this progress to fight the enemy, and this kind of improvement in skill can't keep up with the speed at which he provokes the enemy......

"Buzz!"

Yan Nu threw a punch, filled with a kind of artistic conception blow, making people feel as if the sun was shining.

A large number of yellow turban wrestlers fell, and there was no longer life.

Of course, this is what seems to be the case of the arrayer, but in fact, the thoughts of the spirit puppets are all sucked into the artistic conception space, and they are refined and separated from the ideological steel seal.

Yan Nu had no intention of letting them out again and helping in the fight.

On the one hand, it is unnecessary, and on the other hand, it is the Yellow Turban Lux cannibalism, and he is afraid that his body will be destroyed.

When the time comes, if you have a ray of spirituality and no body, won't you still die?

Moreover, if the setters found out that he could take the soul and turn the Yellow Turban Lux against him, who knows what the moth is?

Therefore, it is better to wait for the formation to be broken, and then put the collected spirits back into the body of the wrestler.

"Ahh

Yan Nu is running like flying, so uncomfortable.

Everywhere he passed, with a fist and a palm, pieces of yellow turban wharves fell, which can be described as sweeping thousands of troops.

In the sky, there are still many strange wrestlers flying, and he will not let go.

Leaping up and jumping behind the winged Yellow Turban Lux, who turned his head to shake him off.

He laughed, grabbed the other party's wings and flicked them, causing them to lose consciousness, and even the piece that this wrestler smashed fell from the sky.

Then Yan Nu trampled on the air again, and the wrestlers in the sky were dense, and he was also very precise, vertical and horizontal like a dragonfly dotting water.

The speed is as fast as electricity, jumping across the air, and it can be swept through thousands of feet in one step.

Running and crossing in the sky like this, thousands of wrestlers are falling like heavy snow.

In the blink of an eye, people fell like rain in the sky, and corpses floated on the ground.

"This is a warrior?"

The three heads of Yuan Fu Zhenren were all terrified.

This is the killing ground of warriors and wrestlers, and there is no doubt that the Yellow Turban wrestlers are a perfect match here, if the immortals are trapped here, I am afraid they will not want to win so many Yellow Turban wrestlers.

First of all, the number is terrifying, more than a million, what is the concept?

In the beginning, Xingtian could only deal with the Golden Body Period, and it was only one punch, and only one punch could be used to deal with the Immortal Period, and it could pass a few moves in the Dust Separation Period.

This kind of efficiency is already a manifestation of Xingtian's combat power, which is extremely amazing. The body is ridiculously hard, the physical strength seems to be endless, and the brute force is even more terrifying.

But even so, Xingtian killed 100,000 people a day at most, and he fought non-stop for ten days before he could get rid of a million Yellow Turban wrestlers.

And that's not even counting, Yellow Turban Lux can fix himself or his companions.

Unexpectedly, Xingtian suddenly comprehended the artistic conception of martial arts, and it was so powerful, and thousands of troops were easy.

At this moment, even the wrestlers in the dust period are not the enemy of the same group, and they are even solved in pieces.

This is done purely with the strength of martial arts, it is too desperate for him.

"Yuan Fu!" Yan Nu killed nearby, shouted loudly, and raised his iron fist high.

Yuan Fu Zhenren was suddenly in a trance, this swooping punch, the fist was so powerful that even his brain buzzed, as if he saw the scorching sun in the sky.

During the renewal period of his dignified house, he was affected by the artistic conception of the warrior? How strong does this have to be?

"Xuanwu!" He came back to his senses with a scream, and hurriedly ordered Xuanwu to attack and block the other party.

The four elephants incarnate and three were subdued, leaving only Xuanwu.

And Xuanwu is actually very suitable for this killing field, although the power of suppression is gone, but its own power is huge, and it can shake the heavens and the earth.

Don't look at the power of Yannu Thousand Dragons, it is actually nothing compared to Xuanwu.

Yuan Fu never dispatched it, just looking for a flaw in Xingtian, because he knew that Xingtian was immune to damage.

Who would have thought that the situation would change abruptly? This sun fist fell, where could he stop it?

In this space, his combat power is at most equivalent to a golden body period yellow turban wrestler.

"Bang!"

Xuanwu shouted, the body of the turtle and snake soared into the air, and the huge force was overwhelming, shaking so much that the entire ancient battlefield seemed to be shaking, and the earth cracked and wailed.

Yan Nu said with great strength, and exchanged punches with the Xuanwu Turtle Paw.

The difference in strength between the two is huge, and Yan Nu flew directly upside down into the sky, like a meteor reversing.

"Bell!"

He slammed down on the red star in the sky.

In an instant, the entire ancient battlefield illusion was shaken, and countless cracks appeared.

The mountains, rivers, and the earth, and the sky and the sky all shook.

Xuanwu's palm was so powerful that it almost blew up the entire mountains and rivers.

However, Yan Nu didn't suffer any damage, as if all the damage in this virtual world was actually the same.

On the other hand, Xuanwu's spirituality was swept away by him, and his body fell down.

At the same time, the scars of the entire world were instantly restored, and even the canyons and ravines that had been fought before disappeared, just as they were when they first entered.

"Oh? Recovered? If it doesn't have time to recover, will this illusion be shattered? ”

Yan Nu didn't know if he could come to his senses by shattering this illusion.

But there is no need to think about it, 'kill everyone' and you can get out, and if he sucks up the spirituality of the Yellow Turban Lux, it should be equivalent to killing.

I saw Yan Nu falling from the sky and stepping on Xuanwu's back.

Although this thing is made of laws, it is actually a super spirit puppet, without a soul, and its mind is of the same nature as the Yellow Turban Lux.

At this moment, the spirit of Xuanwu is 'worshipping fire' in his artistic conception space, which is manifested in the outside world, that is, he directly loses consciousness and is paralyzed there like a corpse.

"What!"

Yuan Fu Zhenren was horrified, the Xuanwu he pinned his hopes on not only didn't hurt Xingtian at all, but was killed in an instant?

It can be said that in the entire virtual ancient battlefield, the strongest is this Xuanwu.

Even if it is defeated by one move, then you will not have to fight.

"My life is on hold...... Yuan Fu sighed, he didn't even bother to run, he had given up completely, he had just gotten the news, and his brothers made him strong......

Looking at Xingtian in the battlefield like an invincible posture, he couldn't wait to scold the street.

"Persistence is victory? How do I persevere? Come in and try it! ”

Seeing that Xingtian was going to kill him, Yuan Fu originally wanted to die a decent death, after all, he was also a master.

But there is a great terror between life and death, and the five-hundred-year path of cultivating immortals will disappear, how can you be willing?

"Wait a minute, I have a way to get out!"

"Huh?" Yan Nu looked down at him: "If you had the law to get out, you would have gone out a long time ago......"

Yuan Fu shouted again: "There is a way!" There is really a way to get out, like the magic power of Liujia Qimen. ”

No matter what, put it off for a while, he immediately said everything he knew.

Yan Nu smiled: "Just like this? I don't know who has it, so what's the point of this approach? And isn't there a way to live? I can get out as long as I kill everybody. ”

He was about to drop his fist, Yuan Fu said anxiously: "It's impossible to ......"

"My junior brother ordered to throw the people of the mountains and seas into this formation, forcing you to be unable to carry out the ...... of life"

He directly told Yan Nu all the plans and thoughts outside.

"What!"

Yan Nu was shocked, and indeed sensed a large number of people, falling extremely close to him.

Of course, he didn't know how big the 'formation' was in reality, after all, the real area was not the same as the area of the virtual ancient battlefield.

In fact, his artistic conception can only spread for dozens of miles, while the virtual ancient battlefield has a huge scope, hundreds of miles in length and width.

Therefore, he could sense people outside the formation, but the virtual side did not envelop the audience.

"Whew!"

Yan Nu didn't care much, jumped high, and glanced behind him.

Sure enough, there were many more mountain and sea nationals in the ancient battlefield, and they entered the formation, and then they also appeared in this ancient battlefield.

"It's actually impossible to kill everyone out, and the setters can constantly generate virtual warriors."

"And my junior brother is even more desperate, knowing that you are a god of foreign races, he threw the people of the mountains and seas into it to see if you would kill each other......"

Yuan Fu said, but saw Yan Nu angrily shouting: "You dare to do this! ”

"They're all human! It's all people! ”

"The way of heaven has alienated the ancient ancestors into totem images, and only then can there be this mountain and sea people!"

"Who the hell is killing each other!!"

Yan Nu was so angry that he slammed his fist on the ground, and the sound was turbulent in all directions.

His artistic conception swept away, and another impact on the fall of a yellow turban wrestler, and at the same time affected the people of the mountains and seas who came in.

Those people's brains were buzzing, as if they saw the light, they all looked in the direction of Yan Nu, and then they endured the pain of mental shock, and gathered excitedly.

Yan Nu was very bitter: "My artistic conception can't absorb the consciousness of these big living people. ”

His ability to absorb spirituality in the Artistic Conception of Fire can only act on the kind of spiritual fragments that have no soul, such as the spirituality of spirit puppets and magic weapons.

And the soul and the primordial spirit that resides in the Mud Pill Palace, this belongs to another category.

Yan Nu was very annoyed, he hadn't thought about this before the artistic conception was generated, otherwise, his artistic conception function should be more general.

Although I don't know how to evolve, since the artistic conception can be arbitrary, then perhaps, the five-element quenching body will also have a chance when it is like a dragon and tiger.

Yan Nu scolded while thinking about it, and then suppressed the impact and damage of the artistic conception on the people of the mountains and seas, and let them gather around him.

As for the wrestlers who came closer, they fell in pieces.

There are too many Yellow Turban wrestlers, and the battle he just had just now not been resolved, and there are still hundreds of thousands left...... But with the artistic conception, it is only a matter of time before it is resolved.

"The people of the mountains and seas are all human races?" Yuan Fu exclaimed.

Yes, this time he listened......

Xingtian also said it before, but who cares about him? I just want to deceive everyone.

But now after experiencing this, seeing that Xingtian's thousands of troops are invincible, unstoppable, and domineering, he realizes, how can Xingtian talk nonsense?

He doesn't ask for anything, so why make up nonsense? Moreover, such a fierce god must disdain to please the human race.

At this time, in the face of himself, a person who can be strangled to death, he still has to say this...... Isn't that true?

"The ancient ancestors were alienated into totem appearance by the Heavenly Dao...... How could such a thing happen! ”

"There are no aliens at all? The Holy Monarch Jedi Tiantong is a god after death, is it fake? ”

When Yuan Fu thought about it like this, he was terrified to think about it, and his whole person was numb.

Yan Nu shouted: "The Ancient Sage, there is no god at all, the Jedi Heavenly Passage is to drive the gods into the divine realm!" Only sacrifice to the ancestors and depose the gods! ”

"From now on, people and gods will not be disturbed, and each will have its own order!"

"The gods are not of the same kind, and the people are not of the same race!"

Yuan Fu thought that when he was young, he read ancient books, and he did write like this.

It's just later, after reading the records of the Immortal Sect, I feel that what the gods are talking about is a more detailed battle of the ancients, after all, there are really alien races in Dongtian.

But now, Xingtian told him that it was all fake, and he had not become a god, and he had already died.

And they, killing their compatriots...... This directly made the Yuan Fu Dao Heart almost collapse.

Any family is filial piety first, respecting heaven and respecting heaven, and respecting ancestors is also true respect for ancestors.

They take the words of the gods as a guideline, and it is also because those human gods are the ancestors of the human race, and they are ancient saints.

In addition, the gods and earthly deities of other categories, even if they are of higher status, are generally respected.

For example, Xuan Ling of the Emei faction directly used his divine powers to pull other people's subordinates to contribute directly in the Heavenly God Temple, which belongs to 'The gods don't help me?' That's the kind of monk who respects you'.

There are three kinds of gods, heaven, earth and man, and most monks really respect only human gods from the bottom of their hearts, even if they are the lowest.

This kind of respect is spread in the blood and bones, and when I think about it at this moment, isn't it the cultural imprint brought by the so-called 'only worshipping human ancestors', 'gods are not non-class, and people are not worshipping non-clans'?

Once he began to believe, he suddenly felt that the more he thought about it, the more right it became, and suddenly a great horror rose in his heart.

"What did we do?"

"Poof!"

Yuan Fu's three heads all vomited blood on the spot, their legs were paralyzed, and the whole person wilted, and there was no longer the arrogant appearance of earlier.

Arrogance what? After three hundred years of arrogance in front of those ancient ancestors who had been turned into aliens, looking back at this moment, the soul was about to collapse.

"Whoa, whoa, a......a

"The way of heaven alienates the human race, and the gods tell a big lie......"

"Why! Why! What kind of calamity is this? ”

Yuan Fu has three heads and six arms, dancing wildly, roaring the sky.

He was in great pain and remorse. Looking at the mountains and seas gathered together, he was majestic, but at the moment he was extremely rickety, and he felt that he was going to shrink into the soil.

"Boom!" The people of the mountains and seas are still being thrown into, and figures appear everywhere on the earth.

"Stop! Shen Molian! Stop! ”

Yuan Fu was a spirit, shouting wildly.

……

:I'm sorry.

(End of chapter)