Fu Li was beaten to the point of collapse.

Even if he has a strong vitality, he can't hold on.

When he still wants to reunite next time.

Huge crushing of strength.

Li Cunxiao stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the black hole in his palm, the devouring power appeared, and a blood mist containing majestic power was suddenly absorbed into his palm.

Fu Li struggled in his palm.

Unwilling to die.

But his fate has been the death of Li Cunxiao.

He obliterated Fu Li's soul.

A sage is utterly dead.

The sky was all changed color.

Drowsiness is ongoing.

And under the nose of the Most Holy.

It's incredible.

You must know that the Holy Xuan was dispatched this time, the supreme sage, but they were the first to fall to the sage.

Shameful.

It cannot be washed.

The entire Saint Xuan Dynasty was taken aback.

Fu Li, who was extremely strong in the True Saint, died like this?

They were also a little confused.

I can't believe it's real.

If the Great Cadres had said the words of slashing saints before, they would definitely have said, how could it be possible for a fool to dream.

But the facts are happening right in front of his eyes, and he has to believe it.

"Fu Li!"

"I'm a sage!"

Many True Saints roared wildly, filled with rage.

When Gu Tianyou saw this scene, his calm and calm Tong Kong also shrank sharply, and under the battle of the emperor's *** regiment led by him, he was actually beheaded by others.

Even if the Holy Xuan Dynasty has a profound heritage, the fall of the Sage is also an unbearable pain.

"The Great Dry is invincible!"

"The Flying Tiger General is mighty!"

"Defeat them!"

Countless cadres and soldiers shouted at the top of their voices.

The existence of sages is like a mythical strong man in his heart, almost unshakable, but Li Cunxiao proved it with the strongest strength.

If you are an enemy of him, the sages will also die.

Shengxuan Dynasty.

Even if they are the strength of the Xuantian overlord, they are very strong, but the great cadres are never afraid of them.

Motivated, they launched an even more ferocious attack.

The Shengxuan Sages were furious, the Sages were beheaded, and they wanted to find Li Cunxiao's revenge, but the imbalance of power pushed them into an even more unfavorable situation.

"I'm invincible!"

Li Cunxiao has the power of punishing the saint.

Lose Fu Li.

The Flying Tiger Legion crushed the battlefield and killed the legion led by Fu Li.

Li Cunxiao immediately crossed the battlefield and fought side by side with Huo Quzhi, and the two gods of war joined forces to push the opponent sideways.

The two sages were also startled, and their fear was greater than their anger.

Fighting with Huo Quzhi, the two joined forces and broke out many great powers, so that Huo Qubing could barely be contained.

If Li Cunxiao is added to kill the saint, wouldn't it push them into the boundless abyss, and even seize the opportunity to kill them one by one.

Their hearts were shattered.

In the face of Li Cunxiao and Huo Quai's team, they fought and retreated, and they didn't dare to face it head-on, for fear that they would have the same ending as Fu Li.

In the clan battle, the big cadre army was crushed.

Daxu Heavenly Demon Sect.

"Kill the sage, the true saint falls, and the heavens and the earth are moved!"

"Oh my God, Da Qian actually managed to kill the sages, this, how did they do it!"

"The True Saint slashes the True Saint, Li Jing blocks the ancient heavens, seals the heavens and locks the earth for a day, and dominates the battle!" ….

The expression of the sage of the Great Ruins Heavenly Demon Sect changed, and he was panicked.

Thinking that they had fought with Da Qian so many times, the other party did not use all their strength at all, otherwise, I am afraid that they would fall.

The neck is cold, how dare you dare to hate.

The Demon Lord of the Great Ruins retracted his gaze, "This battle is over."

"Sect Master." Wu Xun Zhensheng said in a low voice.

"All of the Great Ruins Heavenly Demon Sect has withdrawn from the Flame Desolation."

The Demon Lord of the Great Ruins issued an order.

"Withdraw? Exit the Waste?"

The saints were stunned.

Although they had a hunch, they were still confused when they really wanted to make this decision.

The sky is big.

Where can they go?

Do you want to return to China.

But Shenzhou is too cruel, the Holy Ancestor level is qualified to dominate one side, and the power of the Heavenly Saint is only strong, but it can't have the status of being in the Flame Desolation.

Do you want to go to the more remote Eight Wilderness?

But in that place, when you are an earth overlord, it will be difficult to have great development in the future, and you will probably be trapped forever.

"Sect Master, the war between Da Qian and Shengxuan is not completely over yet!"

Wu Xun is really a holy way.

"Don't look at it, the defeat of Shengxuan this time is inevitable, at least for now, before Gu Tianyou can't break Li Jing's block, the defeat is a foregone conclusion, and the appearance of the strong man with the formation plan will determine the direction of the war."

The Great Ruin Demon Lord can see through it.

"But the Holy Xuan Dynasty, the losses are so huge, after all, they are the Xuantian overlords, they will not give up, we still have a chance!"

There are some patriarchs who are reluctant to give up the foundation of the famine.

"But that has nothing to do with us, my Great Ruins Heavenly Demon Sect is not qualified to participate in this kind of battle."

The Demon Lord of the Great Ruins ordered: "Withdraw in the shortest possible time, don't wait for them to finish the battle, they must leave early!"

Helpless.

The Great Ruins Heavenly Demon Sect mobilized.

And at the moment.

on the battlefield.

Shengxuan fell, and Daqian dominated.

Under the eight array diagrams, the heavens and the earth were sealed and comprehensively suppressed.

Gu Tianyou was also helpless, and he couldn't feel the slightest dignity of being holy.

And on the other side of the battlefield.

A brave cavalry attacked from one flank.

The large army fought, and it was extremely powerful, tearing open the Shengxuan defense line and cutting down its horses one after another.

Zhuge crossbow salvo.

This repeater, equipped with cavalry, has a great effect.

Li Mu was holding an iron-blooded heavy spear, the battle flag was fluttering, sweeping thousands of troops, Shengwei Hehe, and one person was killing through the whole field.

He locked on to a sage and powerhouse.

An iron bow was pulled up, and it suddenly turned into a heavy arrow and shot out.

The sage also felt the power of this arrow, and a sword resisted, and in an instant the flames burst into flames, but the powerful force carried him out.

His realm of the Holy Path is constantly changing.

This person was the middle-aged scribe, the one who cut off Liang Kong's head with a sword.

"Who can shake my might!"

Li Mu drank wildly.

The wind is rising.

The iron-blooded environment of the ancient battlefield, thousands of troops and horses charged, deducing the field of war.

"The pinnacle of the True Saint, one thought becomes a boundary, and it has part of the power of the Heavenly Saint!"

The middle-aged scribe's face changed drastically.

Li Mu has surpassed him in terms of strength, and this kind of strong person cannot be resisted by him.

Damn it!

This great cadre has taken out terrifying and extreme forces again and again to deter them. ….

Li Mu's shot undoubtedly made him feel a huge threat.

A dynasty that can show this kind of strength.

He conjured up an even more frightening question.

It is how much power there is behind the scenes of this great cadre, in Xuantian, one clan, one sect and one origin, although there is the most holy in charge, but other levels are not as good as this great cadre.

This time they kicked it to the iron plate.

"Bloody battle!"

Li Mu's iron-blooded battle spear pierced through the sky, booming, and with a heavy shot, the void was shattered in an instant, and the iron-blooded blow exploded on the middle-aged scribe.

The middle-aged scribe was not strong in the frontal charge, and he conjured infinite spells with one sword, and countless shadow poisonous snakes appeared.

But under Li Mu's blow, all the poisonous snakes were annihilated.

"The Way of the Void!"

The middle-aged scribe hurriedly escaped into the void.

In order to dodge Li Mu's blow.

But Li Mu hit the void with one blow, and the infinite conduction power turned into an extremely killing dimensional light wave, shaking the middle-aged scribe out.

With a wave of his hand, the void shattered, and there was nowhere to hide.

Li Mu struck a wild blow again, and the storm on the battlefield was already rolling up.

The middle-aged scribe was unstoppable, and the whole person passively took a blow, his chest exploded, and the soft armor on his body was torn, unable to withstand this heavy blow.

He clutched his chest.

The sword cracked again.

Li Mu stepped forward, just with his incomparably strong strength, he directly blocked it.

The middle-aged scribe retreated again and again.

Although he is also a sage, he is extremely depressed at the moment, and it is difficult for him to control the rules of the Holy Dao.

"The Holy Path of Death, the Shadow of Death!"

Representing the power of death, the dark vitality of death gathered.

The middle-aged man constructs the Death Sacred Realm, the kind of power that can deprive life force, envelop a city, and kill all the people in a city.

He controls two holy paths.

Middle-aged scribes were also ruthless people.

Xuantian fought and slaughtered countless cities.

Li Mu struck a domineering blow, and the Death Saint Realm couldn't stop him in the slightest, and at the same time, he grabbed forward with one palm, and a hand of war appeared, holding the middle-aged scribe fiercely.

The middle-aged scribe struggled.

Bang! The hand of war crushed his body and reunited him in a mist of blood.

The middle-aged scribe looked pale.

Li Mu's strength completely overwhelmed him, so that he had no temper at all, only fear.

He had to admit that he was no match for him.

"It's not good, we can't fight anymore."

The middle-aged scribe was also afraid.

After all, he is a true saint and has a longevity that is unimaginable to ordinary people, and it was not easy for him to climb to this position.

Although there are saints, they are too few and too few for that vast population.

The middle-aged man's body suddenly split, and hundreds of him appeared, rushing out of the battlefield.

These shadows all contain part of his life essence, and it can be said that they can be regarded as him.

Although there are priorities, even if one escapes, it can't kill him.

But Li Mu was useless.

The Eight Void Formations rotated.

Hexagram manifestation.

Hundreds of heavenly thunderbolts appeared.

After locking, all fall down.

The middle-aged scribe let out a scream, and all the phantoms were extinguished.

He forcibly attacked, but under the blockade of the Eight Array Diagram, he could not escape.

This is the horror of the Eight Array Diagram.

It is mainly used for field control.

Don't look at Zhuge Liang just suppressing a Luo Yu Tiansheng, but in fact, he is suppressing the audience. ….

Sages are easy to defeat, but it's too hard and too hard to kill them.

They have too many means to save their lives, and if they are not careful, they will let them run.

Zhuge Liang took this into account.

The middle-aged scribe saw that Li Mu was walking towards him step by step with the field of war, and said in his heart that it was fake if he was not panicked.

"If you want to kill the saint, it's not that easy!"

He looked extremely resolute.

A pitch-black bead appeared in his hand, the breath of death surged, and countless unjust souls were roaring

Liang Sheng was attracted by this aura, and looked over, he actually saw many familiar people in the beads, and roared angrily, "Liang Kong, there are countless people from my ten clans!"

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Ten tribes were slaughtered.

The souls of the dead were sucked in.

Liang Sheng roared filial piety, and his anger was difficult to contain.

He was brutally slaughtered in his lifetime and suffered this torture after his death.

He is a sage, even if he dies, he can't make up for his big mistake.

The middle-aged scribe followed the Holy Xuan Emperor to fight in the south and the north, and every time he slaughtered, he absorbed these dead souls into the pearl of death to enhance his strength.

He also cultivated the Sacred Path of Death.

"It took me thousands of years to slaughter countless living beings to form the Pearl of Death, and I really don't want to use it until the last resort."

Middle-aged scribes also hate.

Li Mu stood with a heavy gun and said coldly, "Don't worry, I will avenge the revenge of the ten clans for you."

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