Li Mu was cold-blooded.

Kill the middle-aged scribe today.

Expand the results of the war.

Liang Sheng looked at Li Mu gratefully, knowing that with his own strength, there was no way to kill the enemy, and he could only take revenge with the help of Daqian's strength.

The middle-aged scribe had a gloomy expression.

Cornering him.

The other party has already killed the Saint Xuan Yisheng.

He has no doubt about the other party's ruthlessness, as long as he has the opportunity, he will definitely be ruthless and kill him.

The winds of death swept through.

The middle-aged scribe crushed the black bead in his hand, boom! A cold from the bottom of my heart, the torrent of death inside, rolled out.

This black bead is equivalent to a holy artifact.

Refined by the death of infinite beings.

It's much rarer than many holy vessels.

It can only be used once.

He believed in the power of the black bead extremely much, and it took him thousands of years and invested infinite energy, as long as it broke out, even the Heavenly Saint could not bear it directly.

Otherwise, the Holy Path Source will be deprived of the power of death.

At the same time, the explosion of death power is also impacting the Eight Array Diagram.

Boom, like a giant sea frenzy, the ocean of death directly hit Li Mu, and the infinitely hideous ghost was roaring, stretching out his hand and pulling Li Mu.

That's not critical.

Inside, there were several souls of the Holy Realm, which had turned into the black of death.

Of course, this sage was not killed by him, but the opponents killed in the countless battles of the Holy Xuan Dynasty.

"Thy life is necessary today!"

The middle-aged scribe resented the roaring filial piety.

This is his greatest means of preserving his life, and it is also his reliance on maintaining his status as a sage in the Shengxuan Dynasty.

When it was used up this time, he didn't know how many years it would take, and how many living beings he would slaughter before he could reunite.

The hatred is monstrous.

At this moment, the torrent of death had drowned Li Mu.

"Crooked and evil ways, it is difficult to stop the mighty army, and the great cadres are invincible."

Li Mu stood tall.

The iron-blooded battlefield is swept madly.

Countless thousands of troops and horses have manifested themselves in the field of war, like summoning heroic spirits, spanning the epic of time and space. Unleash an Iron Strike.

This method has frightened and shocked countless people.

Li Mu rushed with the heroic spirit of the ancient battlefield, and the torrent of death collapsed directly during his charge.

The countless death ghosts that were absorbed into it all collapsed one after another, and they were relieved by them.

"Unstoppable!"

The middle-aged scribe was so frightened that he retreated.

He regarded it as the most powerful means, but when he came to Li Mu, he did not obtain too useful means, but was destroyed by him sideways.

He's going to be scared stupid.

Li Mu shot out heavily, and the iron-blooded war torrent hit the middle-aged scribe's body, beating his body until it burst and covering it.

The Holy Xuan Sage was furious.

The middle-aged scribe could not escape.

In fact, it is extremely difficult to kill a sage, and if you can't beat it, you can still run.

But Zhuge Liang was here, sealing the heavens and the earth, blocking the escape path of the middle-aged scribe.

Although the middle-aged scribe practiced the law of death and regarded the lives of others as ants, when his own death came, he was more frightened than anyone else.

Death was too cruel, and tens of thousands of years of cultivation were all turned into phantoms.

"Sir, help me!" ….

The middle-aged scribe asked for help from Gu Tianyou.

But Gu Tianyou has no way to save him.

Li Jing incarnated as a Heavenly King and attacked, although he was a Heavenly Sage, but the monstrous and terrifying power made him unable to do anything.

"Altar of War!"

Li Mu held up a terrifying holy weapon in his hand.

A blood-stained altar stood in the void.

He actually sucked the torrent of death into it, sacrificed it, and turned to the monstrous iron blood

The flames of war burst out and hit the middle-aged scribe.

The middle-aged scribe's whole body was distorted.

He struggled frantically.

He was being sacrificed.

"No... Don't!"

The fire of sacrifice burned on him.

The middle-aged scribe clearly knew that this was different from Li Cunxiao's direct bombardment, and the means by which this person sacrificed him were even more terrifying.

His sage power is frantically vibrating, wanting to seize heaven and earth.

But what he did was in vain.

The only chance to survive is for other sages to bombard the altar from the sidelines.

Unfortunately, no.

The middle-aged scribe gradually distorted.

His whole being was illusory, sucked into the altar, and burning.

No matter how strong the vitality of the Saint Realm powerhouse is, it can't withstand such devastation.

The middle-aged scribe disappeared completely.

Sacrificed by Li Mu.

Battlefield fryer.

Another sage died on the battlefield.

It dealt a heavy blow to their military morale.

And this is not only a loss of the war, but also a huge threat to their lives.

The balance of the battlefield has been disrupted.

Li Mu killed a saint, and did not stop, but killed another sage, wanting to replicate the results of the battle by the same means.

On the side of the army, it was pushed sideways by the destruction of the great cadres.

In this battle, all the cadres were the elite of destroying the country and experienced a hundred battles.

And the Saint Xuan army is not weak, but after all, it is only a part of the army, and after the fall of the two saints.

Where is there still a will to fight.

I laughed at each other before, looking for death.

But now, they are the ones who were mercilessly slapped in the face and looking for death.

The losses are too great.

The basic balance was maintained before the start, but now there is only a collapse.

"This battle is not sustainable!"

Gu Tianyou was also clearly aware of the wrongness.

The tide of battle is out of control.

Originally, although Li Jing could stop him, he believed that with his own strength, he could exhaust his strength, and then crush the entire army.

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Formation blockade.

A large number of Shengxuan soldiers fought and retreated, gradually withdrawing from the battlefield.

"Withdraw!"

The Purple Blood Heavenly Saint's face was full of unwillingness, and he looked at Bai Qi.

So far, he can only withdraw.

"Kill, kill them!"

The morale of the Daqian army was endless, and they launched a pursuit.

The Holy Xuan Dynasty was aggrieved, since the birth of the Holy Ancestor, they have never been the only ones who have killed other people's lives, and no one has ever chased and killed them.

Hold back this anger.

Many sages led the way out.

The big cadres and the strong continued to expand their achievements.

As for Gu Tianyou, while choosing to retreat and expand the results of the battle, Zhuge Liang did not chase and kill Li Jing again.

The two of them knew better.

The other party has suffered a big loss, and the real strength of the big cadres is unknown.

Although Da Qian is not afraid of the Shengxuan Dynasty.

But they understand the task better.

In this battle, it is mainly to rule the Yan Famine first, gather the strength of the famine, let His Majesty break through to the ancient Holy Emperor, and set the great Qianshi prosperous world.

The various legions of the Holy Xuan were violent, but they were defeated and retreated.

This kind of blow is not insignificant.

"Prime Minister, they retreated."

Li Jing looked at the bones along the way.

"General Li, can this battle be enjoyable?"

Zhuge Liang said with a smile.

"Painful, extremely happy, I have even truly felt the power of the Holy One, and I am expected to break through to this realm."

Li Jing said with a smile.

Playing against the Most Holy is a rare opportunity.

Li Jing's talent is extremely high, and the power of the Heavenly Saint makes Gu Tianyou helpless, and it is difficult to have a few people in an era.

"That's good, I hope that a supreme saint will appear in my great dry soon."

Zhuge Liang said with a smile: "Although Shengxuan retreated, but this time he lost so many strong people, not only lost face, but also lost his heart, and when they went back to report the results of the battle, they must be angry and hated me to the core."

"Hatred is inevitable, without me, the famine has fallen into their control."

Li Jing didn't care.

"General Li, after the unification of the Yan Desolation, Your Majesty's achievement of the Ancient Holy Emperor, and the stabilization of the two desolate rivers and mountains, the next step must be to march into Xuantian, and confront the Holy Xuan Emperor Dynasty head-on, maintain the initiative, and the endless means are also the key to the enemy's fear of us."

Zhuge Liang said.

"The Prime Minister is right."

Li Jing nodded.

The Great Cadre strategy is to fight all the way from the Eastern Wilderness to the Middle Earth Shenzhou, connecting them into a line.

Xuantian, although Shengxuan is respected, the situation is very complicated.

One clan, one family, one origin.

Although they are not familiar with each other, they suddenly have a big cadre stirring up the situation, and the enemy of the enemy is a friend, and he will inevitably release a friendly attitude towards the big cadre.

This is the opportunity.

After all, if there wasn't a spoiler, they would soon be wiped out by the Holy Xuan Dynasty one by one.

"There's no need to rest, immediately transfer troops and continue to attack the Holy Flame Dynasty." ….

Li Jing's gaze pierced through the void: "The Great Ruins Heavenly Demon Sect is smart, they have already left in advance, and the biggest loser this time is not them."

"It's up to General Lee to decide."

...

The whole army of Daqian did not take a rest and crushed towards the Holy Yan Imperial City.

The whole country of Shengyan was in chaos.

The Holy Flame Emperor was stunned.

The powerful Shengxuan Dynasty was actually beaten away by the Great Qian, and even the most holy had to accept the humiliating results.

And the death of two sages.

Somewhat ridiculous.

Unexpectedly, they fought with Daqian so many times, and they did not die the sage, but the people of the Shengxuan Dynasty died.

Fantastic.

They were expecting a war between the two countries, a stalemate.

"Quick, quick, the Great Ruins Heavenly Demon Sect has already run away, and we must also withdraw from the Yan Desolation immediately!"

Holy Flame Heaven Holy Dao.

"Leave the famine immediately, the situation is out of control, and you can't start a war with Daqian again."

The Holy Yan Emperor was also sober and could no longer fight, with Zhuge Liang and Li Jing here, forming a heaven-sealing offensive.

If you fight again, you will die.

The whole clan is dead.

"Before leaving, activate the destruction formation and collapse the desolate world, and this emperor will not leave a complete heaven for them!"

The Holy Flame Emperor has to do the craziest thing.

"No, Daqian is completely in control of the situation, don't provoke them anymore at this time, it is the best result to preserve the power of the imperial family!"

Saint Yan Tiansheng stopped this crazy practice.

Dancing silly cat