Fuxi Tianyin specializes in the shadow clan, but obviously Wang Mazi doesn't know Fuxi Tianyin, but in his bowl, he has sealed a section of Fuxi Tianyin.

Regardless of whether Wang Mazi understands the rhythm of music or not, as long as he strikes the bowl, it will touch the rhythm of Fuxi sealed in the bowl, which will cause the effect of killing the shadow clan in Tianyin Town on the entrance.

But even if the Terrans were prepared, the Terrans also suffered heavy losses in this assassination, and the remaining deputy commander and captain were beheaded, as well as several captains who commanded in the city, died under the thousand-bladed sword, which was even worse for the Terrans, who were already weak.

Looking at the endless army of corpses, the Terran warriors in the city were under heavy pressure, and if this battle was lost, the corpse clan would drive straight in.

When the time comes, they will be Terran sinners, and although no one will blame them, they will feel guilty in their hearts.

"I recommend the Holy Emperor with my blood!" Situ Hong said, standing on top of the huge flesh corpse. This sound resounded throughout the battlefield, fluttering above the Hengshui entrance, yes, every soldier who came here should be ready to die, they should have a clear conscience.

"I recommend the Holy Emperor with my blood. "The entire human race's entrance, this voice sounded, magnificent and heroic, this is an unyielding will.

They may be weak, they may not be able to change the situation of the entire human race, but they have their own choice, today they will fight until the last moment, the blood will run dry, and there will be no truce, this is their reward for the Holy Emperor, so they have a clear conscience.

"Victory, great victory......" When they have no guilt in their hearts, they have no fear, they clench the weapons in their hands, and the heart of death bursts out, which makes the corpse clan fearful.

Hong Lie's ears rang with the cry from the entrance of the human race, and the tragedy could not infect his corpse heart, but it made him feel afraid.

Since the end of the human race, eight epochs, 80,000 years, there have been eight generations of holy emperors born, and each generation of holy emperors has the power to open up the world.

But Hong Lie knew very well that the Holy Emperor could not be stronger than one person, the stronger was the Terran, and the stronger was the fighting spirit of the Terran.

And that battle heart is condensed by the Holy Emperor of the Terran Race, the eighth generation of the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan fell, and the Terran did not collapse, because that war heart still exists, that is a "blood does not dry up, death does not truce" The war heart is also a "will not destroy the alien race, and swear not to return home".

Hong Lie still remembers the first time he came to this Hengshui entrance, and the first time he heard the human race shouting on the battlefield, "I am your shield, protect you for eternity, I am your sword, take you to drink the blood of foreign races".

And what about the hundred tribes? The hundred tribes do not have such a fighting spirit, even if they capture the entrance of the human race and enter the hinterland of the human race, they will still fight on their own.

Every big clan is on guard against each other, and before they break through the Xuanhuang Realm, they are arguing over how to divide the Xuanhuang Continent in the future.

Hong Lie's corpse heart suddenly surged with a sad aura, even if he knew that he was going to win this battle, even if the assassination of the Shadow Clan was discovered, this war corpse clan would win, he still had an army of 700,000 corpses, and the Terran was only 70,000 remnants.

However, can this battle between the hundred races and the human race really be won?

"You guys are worthy of fear!" Hong Lie suddenly spoke, and then bowed to Situ Hong, an old opponent, "However, war, after all, it is war, the human race has occupied the Xuanhuang Continent for too long, it is time to give way." ”

"Even if the Hundred Clans invade the Xuanhuang Continent, what can they do? There are naturally stronger tribes of the Human Race waiting for you. Situ Hong smiled, "Moreover, you can't set foot in the Hengshui entrance today." ”

It's a kind of self-confidence, which comes from the depths of his heart, and Hong Yeol hates this kind of self-confidence, because this is exactly what the corpse clan lacks.

"What are you doing to stop the 700,000 army of the Corpse Clan?" Hong Lie sarcastically glanced at the city in the distance, "Is it this crumbling entrance, or is it your remaining 70,000 remnants of the defeated army?"

"You have the means, and I have the means. Situ Hong said with a smile, "If the corpse pool is destroyed, will your 700,000 army still be able to exert half of its previous combat power?"

Hong Lie's face changed, but then he resumed his usual attitude and said, "You sent someone to the corpse pool, but it was just to send him to death, not to mention that there is an old friend of yours there." ”

"Old friend?" Situ Hong wondered.

"Situ Jun, the Situ Jun who wants to destroy the corpse pool. Hong Lie smiled and said, "He's still alive, but soon he will become a corpse clan, and he will also become the best guardian of the corpse pool, even if you send a storage of the same level as you to go over, how can you take the corpse pool?"

Situ Hong's face suddenly sank, at this time, there was no need for Hong Lie to lie to him, so what Hong Lie said was true, he could be sure.

Thinking of the young man Wang Mazi mentioned to him, Situ Hong's worries were deeper at this time, he didn't understand why Wang Mazi believed that the young man could break through the layers of defenses of the corpse clan and reach the corpse pool, let alone why Wang Mazi was so confident that he could break the corpse pool.

There was no answer to this qiē question, he had to wait, or gamble.

"Occupy the Hengshui entrance, this will become the outpost of the corpse clan's attack on the Xuanhuang Great Realm. Hong Lie said, "On this day, my Heavenly Moon Star Corpse Clan has been waiting for too long, and today it will be completely ......."

"Boom" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a roar, from the rear of the corpse clan, thousands of miles away, the sky suddenly turned purple.

The roar was endless, but it shook the heart, whether it was the Terran warriors on the entrance or the army of the corpse clan, they all had a feeling of palpitations.

Hong Lie turned his head and looked behind him in disbelief, and then he turned to look at Situ Hong, his face was very ugly: "Zixiao Divine Thunder, how could you get Zixiao Divine Thunder!"

Thunder is the thing that punishes evil, the most masculine and domineering thing in heaven and earth, and it is the best weapon to restrain the corpse clan.

However, although there is thunder between heaven and earth, it is not used by people, this is the weapon of heaven to punish the wicked, even the king of men does not dare to touch it lightly.

And the Zixiao Divine Thunder is one of the strongest divine thunders in the Heavenly Dao, thousands of times stronger than the drought thunder during the spring ploughing.

"I don't know. Situ Hong shook his head, he really didn't know, there was also shock on his face at this moment, it turned out that this was Wang Mazi's last resort.

However, with a single movement of the Zixiao Divine Thunder, even if it was only the size of a palm, it was enough to destroy any object within a hundred miles of Miè, and it was difficult for the king of people to bear it.

"Zixiao Divine Thunder, it's Zixiao Divine Thunder!" At the same time, the human race on the entrance also saw the purple light that rose to the sky.

They were surprised, but compared to the origin of this Zixiao Divine Thunder, they were even more puzzled, who went to the hinterland of the corpse clan and attracted the Zixiao Divine Thunder?

The three lone geniuses were puzzled, Xie Tian was also puzzled, and the old man and the young man were even more puzzled, but no matter what, if the corpse pool was broken, the combat power of the corpse clan would be reduced by half.

Situ Hong felt a little guilty, it was already difficult for the young man to go to the hinterland of the corpse clan alone, and now that he had triggered the Zixiao Divine Thunder, he would definitely not be able to survive.

But this guilt, in an instant, was transformed into a war intent against the corpse clan, he looked at Hong Lie, and said coldly: "You just said that you wanted to fight with me, now, it's the right time, fight!"

Situ Hong swung his fist and slammed into Hong Lie, who was still in a state of shock, and Hong Lie, who sensed the crisis, quickly reacted and raised his fist to block.

The battle between the two strongest men finally broke out, and what followed was also the final decisive battle between the armies of the two sides.

"Woo ......" In the entrance, the ancient horn suddenly sounded, and a thousand heavenly horses and horses rushed out of the entrance, forming a torrent of steel, killing into the battle array of the corpse army.

"I am your sword, and I will bring you to drink the blood of foreign races. ”

The Pegasus War Rider is the strongest sword of the human race, and when they rush into the corpse battle array, no one can stop the sharpness, and the swing of the horse chopping knife is the head rolling.

"I am your sword, and I will bring you to drink the blood of foreign races. "The 70,000 warriors of the Terran gave up the advantage of the city wall and rushed towards the 700,000 army of the Corpse Clan.

This is the real showdown, where both sides will be killed to the last man, and whoever falls first loses......

The corpse clan camp thousands of miles away was all wrapped in purple light, and as soon as the purple thunder moved, the breath of destruction came.

This thunderous power of the most masculine and rigid in heaven and earth, after encountering the dead qi of the corpse clan, was like a fire, igniting the oil barrel and bursting out with the strongest power of destruction.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, it was all scorched earth, everything was blasted into powder, and the corpse pool was even more miserable, and the countless corpse babies who were conceived under this thunder did not have time to wail, and turned into powder.

And at the moment when the Zixiao Divine Thunder was triggered, Qin Mo understood that he was pitted by Wang Mazi, where is this suppression of the corpse pool, this is clearly the destruction of the miè corpse pool, no, it is a radius of 100 miles where the miè corpse pool is located, and there is a qiē vitality.

Almost the moment the thunder fell, Qin Mo hid in the robe, and ran the Divine Prison with all his might, he didn't think about escaping, but stayed in place, bearing the power of the Zixiao Divine Thunder, at that moment his heart trembled, and he really felt that he was going to die.

Fortunately, most of the power of the thunder fell in the gloomy corpse pool, so the thunder he endured was just an aftermath.

Even so, he was very uncomfortable, and the defense of the cloth was amazing enough, but he still felt that thunder was blasting in through the clothes.

The taste of being bombarded by thunder and lightning is not pleasant, the whole body is like being bitten by ten thousand insects, the pain is unbearable, and it is not enough to talk about what ten thousand arrows pierce the heart and break ten thousand corpses.

Just like this, Qin Mo could still bear it, but when the power of thunder passed through Guò and entered his right hand, something terrifying happened to him.

His right hand suddenly turned pitch black, and the ancient runes appeared in it, and what shocked him was that the mysterious power revealed by this rune actually faintly began to confront the power of Zixiao Divine Thunder.

Qin Mo could clearly feel that when the power of this black rune began to confront the Zixiao Divine Thunder, the Divine Thunder at the core of the rune outside seemed to sense the provocation, and divided most of its strength, bombarding towards Qin Mo's location.

"Boom" several thunderbolts fell on Qin Mo in a row, even with the support of the cloth, Qin Mo still spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, with his physical body, he felt that his physical body was about to collapse.

The most terrifying thing is that the thunder that seeped into his body entered his body and directly destroyed the operation of the meridians in his body.

The tragic situation at this moment, Qin Mo felt even more terrible than when he was shot by that purple feather arrow, even if he met Qianxing, he didn't feel like this.

If the eighty-one acupuncture points collapse and the meridians are completely destroyed, even if they survive, they will become a wasted person, and since ancient times, I have never heard of a person who has been destroyed by all the acupoints and can cultivate again.

At this moment, Qin Mo suddenly had a bold idea, this thunder power was so terrifying, why not borrow it to break through the shackles of the eighty-one acupoints?