Chapter 1610: Slaughtering Spirits

The sudden attack of the Devouring Gate made these necromantic armies face death again, and the huge aura of destruction came from the Devouring Gate, which made many people in the Necromantic Army feel a trace of remorse in their hearts, thinking that they should not be so arrogant, if they verbally choose to surrender to the other party, they will not let themselves fall into a crisis again, facing the threat of death, not more precisely, the advent of death, all the necromantic armies understand that once they are pulled into the Devouring Gate in front of them, it is definitely dead or alive, and they will end up with the same fate as the Necromantic King, and their souls will be scattered！

However, these necromantic armies are different from the Necromantic King, the Necromantic King died heroically, although the result was not very good, but they were able to leave a good reputation, but they were going to leave a bad reputation for ingratitude, but unfortunately it was too late now, after seeing Xingtian's endless killing intent, they understood that even if they surrendered now, it was too late to surrender to Xingtian, Xingtian would not give them any more chances, and would not leave the slightest hidden danger!

War! In an instant, those dead armies were born with the determination to sacrifice their lives to fight, there is no mercy in such a cruel world, which they can see from Xingtian's expression, if they want to live, they can only fight with all their might, but unfortunately, at this moment, the necromantic army is no longer the courage it used to be, because they no longer have the perfect and flawless tacit understanding between each other, they have selfishness, selfishness for a lifetime, these necromantic armies naturally have their own calculations, and the so-called formation resistance is just a joke。 None of them are willing to sacrifice themselves to save others.

When I saw that the army of dead was out of balance with each other. Xing Tian finally understood in his heart, and he looked down on these necromantic armies. Under the purification of the power of the Buddha, they all have selfish intentions, even if such an army takes refuge under their own door and becomes their own subordinates, it also plays a decisive role, it is impossible for them to die for the punishment of heaven, if they wait for the punishment of the world to give the order of death, they will definitely resist immediately, or even directly rebel. At that time, it was a great disaster for Xingtian!

At this time, Xingtian no longer has any unwillingness, on the contrary, a trace of joy rose in Xingtian's heart, his luck is really good, he was not deceived by these bastards, otherwise he would be directly killed by the necromantic army of these bastards at a critical moment, and the ingratitude of these bastards on the contrary allowed Xingtian to avoid a catastrophe.

With such an idea, Xing Tian didn't have any psychological pressure to kill these bastards, and he was even more determined to devour the origin of these necromantic armies and strengthen his own Dao Supreme Treasure 'Supreme Dao Diagram' so that they could complete this transformation. I believe that with so much origin power, even the appetite of the 'Supreme Dao Diagram' can be satisfied!

"Accept your fate, the Supreme Avenue is coming, swallow!" Xing Tian sighed in a deep voice. His own Dao Supreme Treasure 'Supreme Dao Diagram' turned into a streamer of light that merged with the previous devouring before, and at the moment when the two merged, a terrifying suction force erupted wildly. The necromantic army that was fighting with all their might suddenly lightened and didn't have time to react. All of them were sucked away by the Devouring Gate, and it was only for a moment. The necromantic army is less than half, and these are the weakest existences, in the battlefield only those powerful necromantic continue to hold on, but from their expressions, it can be seen that in the face of such a terrifying suction, they can't hold out for long, and it won't take a few breaths for them to follow in the footsteps of the previous necromantic army!

"Xingtian Daoist, I am willing to surrender!" A necromancer finally couldn't bear such a terrifying pressure, and surrendered under the threat of death, making such a sound, hoping that his surrender would allow Xingtian to let him live.

It's a pity, his idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel, Xingtian is not a fool, he will not accept such an enemy who surrenders halfway, if they fight to the death, Xingtian may still be able to look down on them, and choosing to surrender at this time can only make Xingtian despise them even more, and it is even more impossible to accept their refuge, if he accepts such a refuge, it is equivalent to leaving a bomb around him, a hidden danger that may explode at any time.

"It's late, you surrendered too late, all accept your fate, if you want to blame, you can only blame you for being too ignorant, too self-righteous, let Lao Tzu die, devour the gate, devour the heaven and earth!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, this bastard of Xingtian is clearly determined to kill us, in this case, even if we die, we have to pull him to the end, we blew ourselves up together, broke his treasure, and let him be wounded, so that he will be killed by that evil demon, and we can be regarded as worthy of death, what do you think?" A strong man of the necromantic army suddenly spoke up, and put forward such a crazy proposal to pull Xingtian to the end, and whether this plan can succeed is unknown.

"Okay, Lao Tzu agrees, even death can't make Xingtian's junior better, for such a long time, Lao Tzu has not suffered such a bad spirit!" Soon a dead spirit powerhouse agreed with this proposal and wanted to die with Xingtian.

One person agreed, and soon all the strong people of the necromantic army agreed, which made the necromantic strong who had the intention very happy, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, as long as we work together, we can definitely give this junior Xingtian a fatal blow, everyone listen to my command, and when I count to three, everyone will blow themselves up together and break this devouring gate, understand?"

"Okay, we all understand, time waits for no one, we don't have so much time to waste, you bastard, hurry up and shout, or when we can't hold on anymore, then everyone will die!" A voice appeared, stopping the other party's tirade and putting forward his own opinions, not letting the other party waste their time.

"One, two, three!" The necromantic powerhouse didn't say anything more, and directly shouted the password, but unfortunately, what they were waiting for was not the imagined self-detonation, on the contrary, those necromancers all tried their best to destroy their own defenses, wanting to use the self-detonation of others to allow themselves to escape from this desperate situation. (To be continued.) )