However, after holding on for a few seconds, the old man's huge wings shattered, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, flew upside down, and fell to the ground.

Faced with this scene, the demon god in mid-air just chuckled lightly, and he didn't care, and another thunderbolt quickly condensed, lined up in a formation, and galloped downward.

It didn't even have a hands-on interest from the beginning.

"Come along!"

Zhong Yushu's expression became solemn, and the blood-colored dragon behind him suddenly let out a dragon groan, surrounding everyone, and the energy of the many Eight Senses present gathered one by one, forming a solid energy cover.

This time they lasted a little longer than before, but it was also only about ten seconds, and after the thunderstorm was over, they were already pale and crumbling.

"A group of ants is also worthy of competing with the gods."

The demon god changed his body slightly in mid-air, and seemed to be more serious, and the thunder and lightning in the sky began to coalesce, and finally formed a dragon composed entirely of thunder and lightning, roaring and rushing down again.

The terrifying coercion swept down in midair, rolling up puffs of dust.

Zhong Yushu's expression changed, and he took the lead in taking a step and stood in front of everyone.

"For the rest of your life, retreat!"

"It doesn't matter much whether you stay or not."

"The reason why we stay here is to protect the rules that were established when the Ink Pavilion was established."

"But..."

"We can die, and the Terrans need to leave a hope."

"If the army is destroyed, we can die together."

"But you still need to lead the Terrans to bulldoze the heavenly dome stream one day."

He said in a calm voice.

Or that the truth he told itself was incomprehensible, but his words were agreed by everyone, and the eyes of the eight senses fell on Yu Sheng, with the kindness of the elders looking at the younger generations, and the gray-haired ones took a step forward while smiling, tacitly stopping the rest of their lives behind them.

"Let's go."

"No matter what, we will fight for you a chance to leave."

"It's a pity... If you break the army, you can't bring it back. ”

Yu Sheng looked at the old back in front of him and fell into silence, not knowing what he was thinking, just lowered his head slightly.

"Demon God, listen up!"

"We're not ants, and you're not a god!"

"It's just one step more than we are cultivating!"

"Kill you, we still dare to bake and eat!"

As he spoke, Zhong Yushu's white hair fluttered in mid-air, and the spear in his hand flashed with blood-colored light, which was extremely dazzling!

"When I have seven sleeps, I can fight eight sleeps!"

"Now the old man Bajue, why can't you destroy your demon god?"

"I'm but..."

"Terran God of War, !!"

"Reserves, where is the soul of the army???"

His cold voice resounded in mid-air, and his voice was full of terrifying killing intent!

In the distance, the demon is closed.

One by one, the soldiers heard Zhong Yushu's roar, and although they couldn't see him, they could still see the thunderclouds flickering in the air.

In an instant, these reserve soldiers did not hesitate, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed their eyes, and opened their hearts.

"Reserves... Nie Xiaowu, in..."

"Reserves... Liu Shuang, in..."

They murmured softly, and faint blood-colored threads floated silently above their heads, gathering together and drifting off into the distance.

Although each thread is extremely small, when combined, it is like a torrent!

In the end, this torrent poured into Zhong Yushu's body, his eyes lit up, he let out a hearty smile, looked at the thunder dragon in mid-air, did not retreat, but advanced, holding a spear, and rushed forward.

The tip of the gun pierces the dragon's head!

The air was quiet for a moment, and the next moment, terrifying energy erupted in the sky, Zhong Yushu flew out upside down, and the thunder dragon was quietly shattered!

The successive failures made the demon god finally a little annoyed and became a little serious.

Looking at Zhong Yushu, who was floating in mid-air again, there was murderous intent in his eyes: "Terran... Mars? ”

"The so-called military soul is just a crooked way that the weak are looking for for themselves."

With an icy sound, this time, a giant claw fell from the deep sky, vastly different from the aura emitted by the thunder dragon before.

It was as if when this claw fell, the heavens and the earth would be shattered.

Before them they are like lowly ants, about to perish.

The demon god finally took action in person.

In other words, if he can force the demon god to this step, Zhong Yushu can be proud enough!

Eight Jue War Demon God, force the Demon God to use the body!

“……”

Looking at this giant claw, Zhong Yushu's face did not show any fear, but was full of fighting intent, clenched the spear in his hand, looked back at the back, and the rest of his life was still standing behind him, before he shouted: "Yu Sheng, retreat!" ”

"We, the old men who make the rules, naturally want to stay and abide by this rule!"

"But you're a Terran legacy..."

"You don't die, hope continues!"

"Don't let us waste our lives!"