His own lore blow was actually empty.

He escaped......

Dongfang Ye couldn't believe it, he rushed to find himself, and even threatened to kill himself and devour himself, but now, he actually ran away, which made Dongfang Ye a little unacceptable.

But he quickly reacted, and let out a long roar: "Where to run...... Dongfang Ye followed the phantom of the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf, turned into a rainbow light, and chased after him.

At this moment, it is no longer Xinye who wants to devour him Dongfang Ye, but Dongfang Ye who wants to kill him, because of the yin wind, but also because of his teacher's hatred. Everyone in the Yin Wind Valley, Dongfang Ye will not let go.

Two huge phantoms rushed in the sky, like two beasts and giant birds, leaving terrifying traces in the air.

However, because Xinye took the lead first, Dongfang Ye was extremely fast, and in a short time, he couldn't pull in the distance, not to mention that Xinye was running for his life, and the speed had naturally broken through his limit, even if Dongfang Ye was desperately chasing after him, the distance between the two was getting bigger and bigger.

High in the sky, a violent roar resounded almost throughout the plain, and at the same time, the power that annihilated all was directly in the void, tearing a gap.

The dimensional space has appeared, and the strength of the two has exceeded the capacity of the space.

The emperor didn't say a word, and jumped directly into the space with the square seal, and on the huge square seal, the majestic atmosphere disappeared in the existing space in an instant as the emperor entered the dimensional space.

"Humph!" Yin is ruthless and fearless, not to mention Yin ruthless anger, which must be vented.

The magic wheel roared and the wind roared, and the violent wind shuttled back and forth, but as Yin ruthlessly leaped into the dimensional space, everything disappeared without a trace.

"Kill!" General Hao roared, and the bright silver spear emitted a glowing silver glow, which made people fearful.

800,000 people, 800,000 strong people, on this night, there are less than 70,000 or 80,000 left, this is not only a shame for himself, but also an eternal and indelible humiliation, even if this battle is won, Hao Zhe will be extremely guilty.

Because he himself cannot face these ghosts, because he cannot forgive himself.

However, this battle must be won, those strong people who are at the peak of the mountain realm, he can't control it, but he must do his duty.

The emperor had already handed over 800,000 men to him, and it was necessary for General Hao to win the battle.

And it has to be won.

The Bright Silver Spear must drink blood.

General Hao took the lead and rushed out.

The aura that belonged to the peak of the Seven Realms of the Mountain Building Realm completely bloomed on General Hao.

"A million males, and ...... be a man in the next life"

From the very beginning, General Hao directly fought in a lethal way, and a bright silver spear swept through, and all the spiritual power surged out.

And this trick is also a trick that General Hao has studied for many years, and there is an extremely strong and terrifying aura that comes out of the body.

If Yang Zhen was here at this moment, he would definitely be shocked by the scene in front of him, because this kind of momentum is exactly what Yang Zhen is pursuing. It's a pity that Yang Zhen didn't have this opportunity to watch and understand.

The gun hit the magic wheel, and in an instant, it swept down nearly ten magic wheels, and it was so strong that it was terrifying.

Even the power of this move, even if it is compared to Yang Zhen's matchless duel, is not much better.

It's just that compared to Yang Zhen, the consumption of his move is too much, and almost all his cultivation is emptied, but I have to say that this move is too terrifying.

At this point, the momentum is not over.

Gun hunting, not only swept the magic wheel down, but also directly shattered the magic wheel.

"Is this person a human or a ghost?" One of the captains of the Gloomy Wind Valley was also shocked when he saw this scene.

Not only that, the tip of the bright silver spear cut through the bodies of the ten Yin Wind Messengers, but it was also swallowing, and the terrifying silver mang, the wind of a general who had led the army for many years, was completely revealed.

"Die!" Shaking the sky and howling.

General Hao's voice was imposing.

The real decisive battle, with General Hao entering the battlefield, completely began.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

As dawn approached, the night became a bloody battlefield.

Yang Ning no longer knew how many people he had killed, in short, the sword was bloody, and it was impossible to judge, but Yang Ning's sword never stopped.

In the entire sky, the colorful spiritual power light continued to flicker, and the cruelty of the yin wind once again terrified the sixteen countries of Surabaya, but they knew that as long as they won this battle, then the homeland behind them would be happy forever, and this was enough.

The battle between Yang Zhen and Yin Sha has finally entered the white-hot stage.

"Suffer death." Yang Zhen's voice is still full of momentum, unparalleled momentum.

This is Yang Zhen's belief, and it is also the confidence why Yang Zhen has been able to grow to today.

The momentum of Wushuang surged out, without any reservations, like a galloping horse, surging waves, overwhelming, enveloping the yin and evil, and then constantly retracting.

"Break it for me." The gloomy eyes were almost dry, and there was already faint blood oozing out of the eye sockets, but the strength of the yin still made Yang Zhenwei feel strong after all.

Even Yang Zhen could be sure that if this person was really giving him time, even if it was his own divine body, it would be difficult to suppress it.

However, Yang Zhen is Yang Zhen, domineering and unparalleled.

A Fang Tian painting halberd danced, and the heavens and the earth were stirred by it, and the power of the sky was overwhelming, and with the continuous gathering of Yang Zhen's unparalleled potential, it completely landed.

"Destroying the ruins."

The gloomy eyes were completely bleeding, and the blue eyes had lost their original color, but the gloomy still used his last hole card.

The two breaths of destruction, where they passed, were completely annihilated, darker than night, and were destroyed in ruins.

It's definitely a terrible force that makes people palpitate.

"Wushuang - tear up!" Yang Zhen also really saw the horror of Liliu Nanbo Eye, and finally understood the power of Liliu Nanbo Eye, a strange eye in the world.

However, Yang Zhen is Yang Zhen.

With Yang Zhen's long roar, the unequaled momentum completely surged, and then there was a strong wave of qi, dancing with Fang Tian's halberd.

Tear up, worthy of the name of tearing up, this is also the strongest martial art that Yang Zhen comprehended in the matchless duel, almost close to the ground level, even if Yang Zhen cooperated with the divine body, he didn't dare to use it easily, but at this moment he had to show it.

Because, Yang Zhen felt the breath of death in that ruin. Yang Zhen was confident in his strength, but this feeling still made him feel uneasy.

Whew......

In the sky, within a radius of one mile, it has almost become an absolute realm, and it has almost transcended the law.

The strength of the ground-level martial arts is absolutely terrifying, and it is even more impossible for Yang Zhen to use his current cultivation, although the tearing is only close to the ground-level, it almost consumes Yang Zhen's strength. There was a flash of paleness on his face, but it was quickly drowned out in gold.

The sound of a long whistle shook the mountains and rivers, and a huge phantom completely appeared behind Yang Zhen.

Yang Ning had never performed this trick, and he never thought that this trick would consume so much that it would make Yang Zhen fall into a period of weakness, but it was quickly made up for by Yang Zhen using the foundation.

A golden light flashed, and a fierce and powerful aura completely manifested on Yang Zhen's body.

Rumble!

The eyes bombarded the unparalleled potential, making a loud sound that shook the sky.

Rumble!

Constant impact.

But Yang really retracted and never stopped, and the breath of tearing shattered the light in his eyes.

"Kill!" Yang Zhen finally shouted the clarion call for attack.

A wind-like force swept through, forming a torrent in an instant, and rushing away.

With two rays of light, it kept approaching.

Caught off guard, the gloomy eyes were like a defeated mountain, and they were constantly forced to retreat.

The martial arts that are close to the ground level have finally shown their great power.

In a short moment, it was already approaching nearly ten zhang.

"Ah......h

The violent backlash made Yin Sha scream, and there was no blue in his eyes, only blood was left, like a ghost in the dark night.

"No ......"

In the roar, Yin Sha couldn't accept it, because this was already his strongest strength, and he even didn't hesitate to use the origin of his eyes to exert it, but the divine body in front of him was too strong.

Especially the martial arts that Yang Zhen used at the end were too terrifying, making him smell the breath of danger and death.

The light of the eyes is gone, and the power of tearing has begun to accelerate.

There was less than fifty zhang left from the gloomy spirit.

The power that tears everything apart comes.

"Young master, ......retreat quickly" A leader flew in, the cultivation of the eightfold realm of the mountain building realm, but when he saw this scene, he didn't dare to touch it at all, and even proposed a retreat to Yin Sha.

"Withdraw ......" The gloomy eyes were a little confused.

"Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood." In the Yin Wind Valley, there is a strict hierarchy, but at this moment, the leader can't care about so much, and even does not hesitate to use his soul to shock and pour into the Yin Evil mind.

"Ah............h

The yin evil was already weak, and the leader hurriedly carried the yin evil and turned into a rainbow light.

"Humph!"

The power is surging, and Yang Zhen will definitely not let it go.

Because he told Yang Ning that he would cut the evil.

When you say it, you have to do it.

Yang Zhen's golden Changhong cut through the space, galloping with lightning, and Fang Tian's halberd continued to break through the space and galloped with all his might.

"Where to run......" The whole plain is echoing.

Yang Zhen has already decided that this person will die.

This is Yang Zhen's determination.

It is also Yang Zhen's commitment to Yang Ning.

The night before dawn was extremely dark, and I couldn't see my fingers, but in this chaotic battlefield, it had no effect on these strong people who built mountains.

Blood stained the sky red, so that the night was not dark.

The ground was stained red, and the blood gathered into a river.

Blood soaks people, and makes blood fly.

"Charge with me......"

General Hao's roar was undoubtedly a reassuring sound, which not only inspired the strong men of the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, but also allowed these strong men to build confidence again.

Because of the charge, only in the case of superiority, can charge, and at this moment, General Hao's voice is undoubtedly the charge of victory, although the battlefield is still fighting, but this psychology is also General Hao's cleverness.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Completely in this bloody night, charge.

Countless rays of light were masterful, and in one go, tens of thousands of breaths erupted again.

Yang Ning's killing sword was full of blood, and the Yin Wind Messenger who died in the killing sword was no less than two hundred, Yang Ning was like a killing machine, ruthlessly harvesting life.

"Draw the sword!" Yang Ning didn't know how many times he had drawn his sword, and even the scabbard of this peak of the spirit level in his hand had begun to heat up. In particular, the exit of the scabbard has been slightly cracked.

However, Yang Ning's sword drawing technique has been continuously displayed, making his sword more and more condensed.

At this moment, he was already able to superimpose twenty-three Dao, and this kind of subtle growth was also a matter of course, but Yang Ning had no time to comprehend, and a sword pierced a Yin Wind Messenger, and finally ushered in a strong man.

A leader, the pinnacle of the eightfold realm of the mountain building realm.

Yang Ning smiled suspiciously on his face, and drawing his sword was a slash.

Twenty-three stacks.

Whew......

The sound of breaking the sky is ups and downs,

"I don't know what to fear." The leader slapped out with a palm, and at the same time, the magic wheel roared, directly superimposed.

"Give me death!" Yang Ning's voice was cold, even if he was the leader, Yang Ning's help from the sword at this moment was completely true.

A sword slashes off the head.

Rumble!

Buzzing......

The sword roared softly.