When Xuanyuan Lang said such a thing, Fan Sheng immediately knew that the situation was not good. There is no doubt that the commander of the incoming army must be a general, but it is not known which one it is.

It's just that, as far as the eye can see, the enemy of black pressure has already appeared on the horizon, and the huge legion, countless abyssal clans of different forms, I am afraid that each of them is not much different from their own realm.

You don't have to think about it to know what kind of big battle this will be.

The members of the Nine Alliances stationed in Linyuan City had all rushed to the city wall, and at this time, they all looked at it from afar, but they were only chic and bold in their hearts. In the past year, they have experienced too many wars, but they have given birth to a momentum that competes with the sky.

"I said, today's group seems to be crawling more underground! It seems to be a cockroach general. ”

"I don't see it, it's too far away, and there are some that fly low, but I can't see it now. ”

"Aren't cockroaches able to fly? General Cockroaches, no doubt!"

"Hahaha! You have a point, I just hope this bunch of garbage doesn't fight like cockroaches. ”

"I'll fuck it, what about resisting the beating? Cockroaches will always be cockroaches, if they can't die, they will trample their bodies, and if they don't die, they will tear their limbs apart, and if they come to the human race, they will definitely have no return!"

"Yes, there is no return!"

Before the war began, there were only a few dozen Terran Creation Realms, facing tens of thousands of enemies, there was no panic in my heart, only excitement and enthusiasm.

Laughing and scolding, are these predecessors of the Terran really that relaxed?

The army is overwhelmed, and the defense line of Kyushu is being crushed by the cold-blooded enemy clan inch by inch. These dozens of figures standing on the city wall seem to be towering mountains, standing tall and strong, building a solid defense line for the entire human race.

They are laughing and scolding, but once the enemy forces approach and a big war breaks out, will these people retreat?

The war has been fought to this day, countless predecessors have shed blood, and everyone has realized the strength of the Abyss clan, and who can still stand here to talk and laugh, who has not had the determination to die?

"Three thousand zhang!"

The sound of the news sounded again, and the enemy army had finally entered the battlefield. The distance of 3,000 zhang outside Linyuan City is already the distance completely covered by the Kyushu Enchantment, and it is also the distance that the human race will not retreat.

"Fight!"

Fan Sheng shouted angrily, took the lead, and rushed out of the city as a white mang!

In the face of such an enemy, any art of war does not make much sense. The absolute difference in strength makes it impossible for the Terrans to make contributions whether they rely on traps or ambushes, anyway, the Abyss Clan has no brains, and what the Terrans need to do is not be afraid of death!

Led by Fan Sheng, the vanguard of the Terran race with more than seven stages of creation rushed out rampantly, directly into the enemy formation, and fought each other in close combat. In the rear, the rest of the Terran Masters of the Creation Realm formed a huge battle formation, holding on to a distance of two thousand zhang, preventing the enemy army from going any further.

The Fan Sheng Sword Domain spread, and the Qingluan Sword was unsheathed, and in an instant, it crippled the enemy's platoon of the vanguard of the Eighth Stage. Gong Shangyu assisted by the side, and the true qi of ice and fire came out together, and the dazzling two-color tornado swept away, cutting off this row of abyss clans.

As long as she can be by Fan Sheng's side, Gong Shangyu can ignore consumption, with the strength of her true qi explosion, on the battlefield, she is really like a meat grinder.

The rest of the grandmasters were also unable to lag behind, and all kinds of watchmen came out together, and in an instant, they cut down the enemy army. Which of the Terran masters is not experienced in a hundred battles, and dealing with the abyss clan who have no mind at all is just like cutting vegetables.

In the first round of fighting, the first echelon of the Abyss clan was slaughtered, and the Terran Grandmaster floated in the air, raising his sword and shouting.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

On the battlefield, morale is more important than everything!

It's just that before this cry could reach Linyuan City, everyone was shocked to find that the enemy who had just been killed by them had turned into a black mist, and they had regrouped in the same place, turning back into energetic Yuan clans.

Even, stronger than before!

"Retreat!"

Fan Sheng decisively let the Clan Grandmaster retreat and avoid the limelight of the Yuan Clan's counterattack. Even so, there was still a Sect Master who had created the Eighth Rank Realm before he could retreat and was devoured by the Yuan Clan who had suddenly revived.

The rest of the people all had solemn faces, although they had always heard that the general was immortal and that the soldiers under his command could be resurrected indefinitely, but it was the first time they had seen such a quick resurrection.

"Spread out!

If the enemy army has such a speed of recovery, it is not the best strategy to fight hard to consume physical strength now. You must know that the enemies in front of you all have the strength above the seventh or eighth stage of creation, although it seems that the Terran Grandmaster is easy to kill, but which blow is not full force explosion?

With the Abyss Clan resurrecting at such a speed, how could the Terrans be able to resist consumption?

Soon, the Terran Grandmasters rose to the air one after another to rethink their countermeasures. The Yuan army below obviously also had wings, but they refused to pursue, and only slowly but firmly trekked towards Linyuan City.

"Xiaoyu, try again with the Holy Spirit Weapon!"

After listening to Fan Sheng's words, Gong Shangyu did not hesitate, the Qianliu double sword started, the two whirlpools rotated with all their strength, and waving his hand was a move "Hundred Birds and Phoenix"!

This is the strongest blow of the Shang Clan's exercises!

The mighty two-color vortex roared out with cyan spiritual power, sweeping across the entire battlefield. This blow Gong Shangyu used seventy percent of the power of the immortals, and the powerful light was extremely dazzling, illuminating the entire night sky!

Wherever the light passed, thousands of the Abyss Clan melted like ice!

"Good!!"

The Terran Grandmaster was about to shout immediately, but before the shouting could be completely spoken, he was swallowed alive!

At the same time that Gong Shangyu's sword light had just dissipated, the slain Abyss clan was once again resurrected in situ!

"Luan Song Phoenix Dance!"

Fan Sheng's face was cold, and then he burst out with the full force of the Xuan clan's swordsmanship. His sword domain is not as good as Yuqing, and he can't replicate the Qingluan sword infinitely, but it is enough to make each light sword carry the spiritual power of the Xuan clan and truly wipe out the enemy.

The reason why Yu Qing was able to kill the Seventh General so easily was because of the absolute restraint of the Soul God of War by destroying the evil spirit!

The swords in the sky were flying and smashing down, shining like meteors. Fan Sheng didn't have the same outburst as Gong Shangyu, but with a full blow, he also killed a lot of unsuspecting Abyss clans, but in the same way, just after a respite, the killed Yuan clan came back to life again!

How else to fight!

After such a short delay, the Abyss Clan had already approached the Terran Great Array of two hundred zhang. But the Yuan clan, which has obviously been killed by tens of millions, is still in a neat queue at this time.

These Yuan clans didn't even bother to dodge or fight back, they just moved forward. When they penetrate the great array of the human race, they can set foot on the entire Linyuan City.

Terran, how can you endure it?

"We must find their boss! The coach is not dead, we can't stop them!" After a few attempts, Fan Sheng finally admitted that this time the opponent was different. Although the enemies of the Divine Yuan Four Turns were far from being able to resist them, at this moment, they had no choice.

The only way to fight is to fight!

"Below the eighth stage of creation, continue to stay here and kill the enemy repeatedly. I don't believe that their resurrection can be endless. Once they are resurrected, we will kill them once, and if they are resurrected a hundred times, we will kill them a hundred times! We must not let a single Yuan clan get close to Linyuan City!

Creation Ninth Rank Grandmaster, with me, continue to move forward and pursue the Boss!"

As the head disciple of the Xuan clan and also the chief administrator, Fan Sheng has already accumulated absolute prestige in the Nine Alliances. At this moment, when the order was given, all the Terran Grandmasters agreed, the queue was neat, and no one raised any objections.

The Abyss clan relies on its invincible strength. And the human race, with the unity of all people, united as one!

"Fight to the death!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Thousands of Terran Grandmasters shouted in unison, and the morale of the Terran soared to the peak again. No matter what kind of identity these people once had, whether they were decent or cult, whether they were high-powered grandmasters or notorious thieves, at this moment, they only had one name when facing foreign enemies!

Terran!

The Terrans will never be afraid of the strength of the enemy, and the Terrans will only become more and more courageous, and will only move forward bravely!

The great array formed by the Creation Realm had already fought with the Abyss Clan, and the sound of ping-pong slashing and slashing spread throughout the battlefield. These people have not been in the realm of creation for a long time, and they can only hone their strength on the battlefield little by little.

There are constantly people who are injured because they can't dodge, and there are constantly people who can't resist the strength of the Abyss clan and die. But all of this can't delay them from straightening the backbone of the human race!

When Di Wuyan came here, he saw such a scene.

He was originally too lazy to take this trip, but Yuqing and Bingruo were both in retreat, where did it look wrong, and the ten generals invaded, so he had to come over in person.

However, he didn't expect that these lowly and unsightly human races were fighting so fiercely.

One by one, the Terran Masters of the Creation Realm fought bloodily and used their lives to stop the pace of the invaders.

Suddenly, Di Wuyan smiled.

A smile as gorgeous as the morning sun bloomed on his face, brilliant and charming, dimming the stars in the sky.

Endless Kill Domain, Exhibition!

In an instant, the entire battlefield in front of Linyuan City was covered with blood, even the moonlight became demonic, and all the human races were inexplicably squeezed out of the battlefield, and the blood in their hearts instantly cooled down.

In fact, it was not cooled, but absorbed by the Endless Kill Domain.

Emperor Wuyan, dressed in red, fell down from the city.

In the blood-colored battlefield, everything has become gray, only the bright dripping of Emperor Wu Yanhong, in this blood-colored endless killing domain, has become the only protagonist.

The glowing red jade flute rotated in his hand, and for the first time in front of everyone, it turned into a long sword of the dragon and phoenix, which was the divine sword of the dragon clan, the jade flute sword.

Emperor Wuyan, to kill the gods!

Emperor Wuyan