The pure white world, the dazzling path of light, and Xiang Xing, who was squinting at him, could feel the essence of the passage of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

Tianyi Divine Eye can see through the origin of all things, and after entering the Qi Heaven Realm, the Divine Eye is also powerful. This is not the point, the most important thing is that Xiang Xing's bloodline inner god has been surging since the appearance of the Ten Thousand Realms Pathway. It is like a great river that will surely wash away the path of light.

Xiang Xing's naked eye saw it, and his heart eye also saw the essence of the Ten Thousand Worlds Pathway.

There's an extremely thin line in it. The dream has not yet completely refined that line, as long as it is broken, all worlds will be opened, and the road will sink back.

Step by step, like stepping on the steps towards the dream, Xiang Xing clenched his fists: "Say it one last time." Let her go, and you can take the Ten Thousand Worlds Pathway away!"

Dream said, "Are you a threat?

With a wave of his hands and shoulders, the Ten Thousand Realms Passage was thrown in.

Xiang Xing stepped on the dragon and tiger, and Tianyi God punched on it. The dream of unwaiting changes moves, turns fists into claws, and grabs the passage at once.

"Generals, kill ......"

The stranger shouted and led the army to kill Xiang Xing.

The sword flickered away from the figure, and the horizontal sword blocked Xiang Xing's back: "Close to the former, die!"

"Die your mother......" The stranger flipped his palm and slapped it towards Jianli. At the same time, hundreds of Ya tribe armies once again injected their true essence into the bodies of strangers.

"Soul Breaker......

The strongest move of the Soul Sword. A huge sword shadow slashed down in the air.

The stranger changed his moves sharply, his palms were folded, and the giant sword was held up by him.

The rest of the Ya sergeants divided into two ways, bypassed Jianli, and attacked Xiang Xing from both sides.

At this time, Xiang Xing was brushing the Ten Thousand Realms Passage with his huge pure yang blood pulse.

The sound of "whooshing" water resounded through the whole world.

The dream held the other end of the path of the Ten Thousand Worlds. The totem pole provided her with a constant supply of massive vitality.

In the Ten Thousand Realms Pathway, the crimson pure yang bloodline and the pale cyan dream true yuan competed with each other and washed each other. The two are intertwined around that thin thread.

"Attacking ......"

Extremely beautiful voice, very uncomfortable to shout and shout to kill.

Xiang Xing didn't need to look back to know who it was.

"Help me stop the Ya army!"

The Brahmin king hurriedly ordered the army of the Western Regions to attack the Ya army. At the same time, he said to several holy monks and generals around him: "I'll leave it to you." Master Xinjue, come with me to help King Xiang!"

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The pure white world radiated a golden Buddha light. The mind is bathed in the light of the Buddha, and the vajra Bodhi stick is combined little by little in the hands of the mind and the mind.

The king of brahmanas put on the pure white gloves and opened his right hand. Beside her, a general of the Western Regions presented a pure white soft whip.

Grab the soft whip and shake it off. The soft whip protrudes into the void.

"Slap ......" a crisp and loud voice came. A whip mark appeared on Dream's pink face.

Suddenly, the dream was furious. The passage of all worlds branched off into a branch and quickly rolled towards the king of Brahman.

The mind came in great strides, and the Vajra Bodhi root burst with boundless Buddha intent. The golden Buddha's light shone on the dream's face, and black smoke wafted out of the whip marks.

"Ah...... Damn it. Die, you all die!"

The Ten Thousand Realms Passage is divided into branch roads one after another. A soft whip that wrapped around the king of Brahmins. One is entangled with the mind.

The remaining dozen or so writhed like snakes in the air. Following the direction of Zhimeng's finger, more than a dozen branches rushed into the army of the Western Regions.

Suddenly, hundreds of soldiers were swept away. Several soldiers who had fallen onto the side road disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Scatter!"

The general of the Western Regions hurriedly ordered. Several holy monks, Alouluo, and old guards greeted them.

With the strong assistance of the Ten Thousand Realms Pathway, the momentum of the Ya army has increased greatly. The soldiers shouted and poured into the army of the Western Regions. The 400,000 Western Regions army was divided and surrounded by the Ya army.

The generals came and went alive in the military formation, trying to stabilize the military formation.

"Your grandfather is here!"

The banner of the new army fell from the sky and plunged into the chaotic battlefield.

In the northwest, Fu Zhi, Xiang Kun, and Gouzi took the lead and rushed straight forward. Behind him, the new army, together with the old troops of the Jin State, surged like a torrent.

To the southeast, countless arrows rained down. Bartus the Barbarian King is a giant and wields the Great Axe of the Barbarian God. With each step, the whole earth shuddered.

The 200,000 wolf army, under the leadership of the barbarian queen Zhou Yi, followed in the footsteps of the barbarian king.

In the battlefield, there are constantly dead clouds of soldiers from the Western Regions and the Ya Clan.

"It's just in time, my holy clan will use Shenzhou to ......"

The dream took a step back, the Ten Thousand Realms Passage quickly contracted, and one after another the heads of the soldiers of the Western Regions flew up.

"Lord of the Western Regions, give me command of the army!" Fu Zhi hurriedly shouted.

The Brahmin king, who was being dragged forward by the branch road, said loudly: "The so-called command of the Western Regions. The crown prince of the Jin Kingdom temporarily took command until the end of this battle!"

"Ordered ......"

Fu Zhi jumped up from his horse, and raised his sword above his head: "Military order, protect!"

Bursts of military prestige waved on the handsome flag, "protect", and the new army shouted.

The 378,000 soldiers of the Western Regions were infected by the military might that came out of the handsome banner, and a thin shield was formed on each soldier's body.

The Ya soldier's sword slashed against the shield, forming only a few waves.

"Barbarian King, your grandfather wants to take command of the Wolf Army!" Fu Zhi then shouted to the barbarians.

Zhou Yi, who was running at the feet of the barbarian king, patted his foot: "Give it to him!"

"Girl, you decide!" the Barbarian King's voice was loud and deep.

The command of the three armies of Shenzhou is all in the hands of Fu Zhi. The military prestige on the banner of the new army commander is getting stronger and stronger. At the same time, the 200,000 wolf army also had a protective shield on their bodies.

Whether it is a Jin person or a barbarian, they are essentially human races. The command is in the hands of Fu Zhi, and it belongs to Fu Zhi's army. Shuai Qi can bless them.

The soldiers and horses of the three parties poured into the Ya army formation. With the blessing of the handsome flag, the Ya army retreated again and again.

"Fu Zhi! this father remembers you!" Dream grabbed the totem pole with his other hand and smashed it towards Fu Zhi.

Xiang Xing shouted: "Be careful, the eldest princess is still tied to it!"

"King Xiang rest assured!"

Xiang Kun and the dog drank at the same time and jumped into the air. The Qinglong Glaive knife slashed at it. Overlord guns pierced.

The "Boom ......" totem pole was intercepted by the two.

Fu Zhi jumped on the totem pole and ran towards Fu Qingyun desperately: "Big sister, your grandfather is here to save you!"

"Hmph! Looking for ...... to die"

Zhimeng's wrist turned, and at the same time as Fu Zhi was thrown down, Xiang Kun and the dog were also thrown far away.

At this time, the struggle between Xiang Xing and Zhimeng has reached a critical moment. Xiang Xing didn't dare to be distracted anymore, and concentrated all his strength to scour the thin lines in the Ten Thousand Realms Path.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

The true element of the dream suddenly exploded, and the vitality in the totem pole came a hundred times. Xiang Xing's pure yang bloodline was swallowed up little by little.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Xiang Xing's mouth.

The barbarian king Baltus finally arrived. The giant axe of the barbarian god is slashed at the totem pole.

"......Boom" Heaven and earth shook, and the burst of light directly overshadowed the white light of this world.

The dream is also a mouthful of blood. Then, the totem pole swept and pushed the tall barbarian king away.

In the rear of the Jin army, the Holy Sect came at a high speed with Marshal Xiao and the prince of Bazhou.

Led by the Holy Sect, ten people were divided into ten formations, and a big hand grabbed the totem pole in the air.

"Buzz ......"

The Vajra Bodhi stick breaks through the branches. The mind is incarnated into a huge golden Buddha, and a palm hits the dream.

When he saw it, he was about to hit, and a silver-armored general suddenly appeared in front of him.

I saw him stab forward with a silver spear, and then quickly point out dozens of plum blossoms with plum blossom pricking techniques.

Two drops of golden blood dripped from the palm of the heart.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Xinjue changed his palm to grasp, and only grabbed the silver-armored general at once.

Dream of Great Urgency: "General Zhao ......"

"Ah...... Zha ......"

General Zhao exploded with great strength and stretched Xinjue's hand away. Then kick your legs together. Get out of the way.

"General Zhao, there is an order from the Holy Father, everyone can die, but you can't die. If you can't resist it, you can leave the battlefield!"

General Zhao said: "Got it." Ben will keep the marshal safe!"

His eyes swept towards Xinjue, and General Zhao was quite playful: "Buddhist monks, let the general weigh it!"

General Zhao straightened the silver spear and stepped on his feet left and right, and his body immediately grew in size until it was the same size as his mind.

"Little bald donkey, and eat Ben will be shot!"

The silver spear stabbed slowly, and the void on either side of the tip of the spear was distorted.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The Vajra Bodhi stick caught up, and the two collided together. The sound of thunder came from the depths of the void.

"Kill ......"

General Zhao took a step, felt his hind legs weak, and almost threw himself back.

"The general is so powerful!" he felt admiration from the bottom of his heart.

Since his birth, it was the first time that he had suffered a loss when he was facing the enemy head-on.

Under the control of that big hand, the totem pole still kept shaking, as if it was about to break free.

"Rule the world, the people are peaceful!"

The Holy Sect pressed down with his palm, and the other nine followed.

The totem pole struggled twice, and was helplessly pressed to the ground.

Fu Zhi raised his sword and slashed desperately at the rope. Unfortunately, the rope was so strange that it was not strong at all.

"Xiang Kun, dog, come and help your grandfather cut this rope. ”