The moment the black line appeared in the distance, all the Qi Refiners in the city were nervous.

That's too much!

Many Qi Refiners have very strong eyesight, and they can directly see the specifics of the black line, and it is precisely because of this that they are even more panicked.

It was a group of soldiers wearing only leather armor! The black leather armor seemed to be inlaid on the human body, and everyone's face was a frenzy inspired by various spells, and the wind and sand under their feet were quickly thrown backwards.

Everyone seemed to be proud to be part of this war, and everyone wanted to kill an immortal who looked high.

"Crazy...... Wu Fan was dumbfounded, looking at the soldiers rushing in the distance like an ant tide, he actually felt a trace of fear in his state of mind.

On weekdays, he is like an ant, but today he is running towards a group of immortals like himself!

Ziyang Zhenren sighed, why did those people only wear leather armor?

King Han had no intention of using the power of these people to cause any harm to himself and others, and all he wanted seemed to be fighting and dying.

"The king of Han should be killed! Everyone goes up with me, and it is not yet time for me to go to war. Ziyang Zhenren clicked on the wall and stepped on the city tower in one step.

Gao Dawei's black qi swirled and flew up, and one after another the sect masters followed, leaving only the Daoqing monk sitting directly at the head of the city, and he seemed to emit a golden light under the sun, and a peaceful spell came out of his mouth.

"It's our turn......" The Qi Refiners wearing immortal armor and holding talisman swords at the head of the city had their faces pale, and after taking the lead and giving an order, they all stepped forward.

It seemed that the spiritual spring suddenly collapsed in the city, and the inexhaustible spiritual energy suddenly began to erupt, and the people on the city began to cast spells, and then one after another light shone brightly. There may be thunder that pierces dozens of people one after another, or flames that jump in the crowd, or there are flying sand and rocks that directly drive people down.

Just as the Qi Refiners were about to practice spells again and swap places, suddenly a huge iron rod swept towards the city, followed by a burst of arrogant laughter.

"Eat grandpa's stick!" Zhi Wuqi's true body suddenly appeared, and the divine iron in his hand was aimed at all the qi refiners in the city.

"Zhi Wuqi, I'll wait for another battle!"

Four golden-bodied Arhats flew out of the city wall, and one of them flew out with a robe, quickly covering the sky and the sun, wrapping the tip of the stick without Qi, and rushing towards the leather armor soldier with a thick stick.

Monk Daoqing's eyebrows moved, but he didn't say anything after all.

I don't go to hell, who does.

Zhi Wuqi was furious, and he held it up with a stick and punched the figure. After that, the three arhats also followed, with one palm, one fist and one leg, and the three moves almost overthrew the true body of Zhi Wuqi's huge Dharma Phase.

Zhi Wuqi took a few steps back and trampled countless soldiers, and the soldiers who were originally cheering for Zhi Wuqi were silent, but many people began to run around Zhi Wuqi.

It wasn't intentional, but it was just afraid of hitting itself with the next kick.

Zhi Wuqi's face was angry, and he said: "Okay, good, what a monk from Fanyin Valley, Grandpa didn't expect that you monks still have this ability." ”

"In this case, grandpa doesn't support it, since ancient times, it has been quite inconvenient to fight small battles, you and I will fight again!"

After Zhi Wuqi finished shouting, his body suddenly became smaller and became a mortal, but the divine iron in his hand did not change, and he smashed it at several Arhats.

The four Arhats responded directly, and every punch, kick, and stick had to injure at least countless people, and even more true qi flew out with all kinds of fierceness, and countless people were smashed to pieces.

A sigh suddenly came from under the space, and an old man with a cane walked out, it was the contemporary sect master of the Dragon Raising Sect, and together with Zhi Wuqi, he had just become a powerful force for qi refiners and martial artists.

Gao Dawei laughed compassionately twice, and said: "If you give me all the dragon soul spirits after the war, and let me move freely on the battlefield for three days, you don't have to worry about this person." ”

Ziyang Zhenren looked ahead, as if he hadn't heard what Gao Dawei said.

However, no one should go to the old sect master, and no one knows that Ziyang Zhenren was forced to agree.

Gao Dawei A black smoke rose into the sky, directly enveloping the old man, and an ethereal voice sounded.

"Old thing, come to my Yin Yang Demon Realm!"

The old man's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly tried to open up his small world, but suddenly found that he had arrived in the tall and mighty Yin Yang Demon Realm.

All the living on earth have become dead spirits, and Gao Dawei, an evil spirit who has been dead for an unknown number of years, has become a living human being.

The old man's face was a little ugly, and it was over.

I thought that I didn't turn into a void and refine qi, and I didn't take the lead in opening up my own small world, but I was dragged in by others.

The small world comprehended by the Qi Refiner of the Void Realm is what he is best at, and Gao Dawei has added at least eight points to his home strength.

"Hey, hey, didn't expect that, right?" Gao Dawei smiled, and a battle axe appeared out of thin air.

"I really didn't expect it, but you didn't eat me either...... old man lowered his eyes and opened the cloth bag around his waist.

Nine true dragons flew out of the bag, almost entrenched in most of the sky, although the death qi continued to affect these refined true dragons, their strength was still not to be underestimated.

Gao Dawei smiled, did not speak, and disappeared directly with a giant axe.

There is a dragon to kill the dragon!

And at this time, everyone is also amazed.

That tall and great, the strongest ghost cultivator of the White Bone Mountain has already turned into a void realm, and it looks much more powerful than Wu Rufeng's half-hung void transformation.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Ziyang Zhenren again, wouldn't this one have any hidden means?

One after another, at least fugue, a lot of qi refiners slowly emerged, each looking at the city wall.

"Guys, pick for yourself. Ziyang Zhenren is very dignified, but he also knows that he is in charge of every place, and now is not the time when he has to make a move.

"Hehe, let me fight that one!"

"100,000 mountains, King Han said it is not very calculated. ”

"Kill!"

The figure of the Qi Refiner kept flying out, rushing towards the opponent he had already set his sights on, only the Qi Refiner who said that the King of Han was not counted suddenly paused, and then exploded into a ball of flesh and blood as if he had been pinched and exploded by something. The spirit had just fled, but was grabbed by an iron hand, and was quickly infected by the death qi and turned into an evil spirit.

"Who said I didn't count?" A tall figure stood up, holding a giant sword, and looked at Ziyang Zhenren and tilted his head.

Ziyang Zhenren's face was solemn, knowing that this was the King of Han.

"You and I, there should be a fight. ”

"You're going to die. ”

"I'm not going to die yet......"

"You're going to die. King Han shook his head and retorted to Ziyang Zhenren: "Because I will definitely live to the end." ”

"Then let's fight!"