The dragon vein of Wanfoshan stretches for thousands of miles, it is very vast, there is the potential of the tiger standing on the dragon plate, and the bursts of dragon qi emanate out, making this place a blessed land, from thousands of miles away, the dragon vein of the whole Wanlong Mountain blooms with colorful light, beautiful and extraordinary.

But in the place where the dragon vein dragon of Wanfoshan raised its head, there was a fierce battle, blood soaked the earth, more than 100,000 horses and horses fought together, and from time to time there were all kinds of stumps and broken arms flying into the sky, and the most helpless fell to the ground.

A fishy smell surrounded this mountain peak, and all kinds of spells and thunder soldiers continued to bombard together, producing bursts of roaring sounds, making this mountain peak seem to be shaken.

This is already six days later, the scope of the Red Dragon Army is gradually shrinking, in the face of the Great Shang Dynasty, the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Great Chan Temple and the Pudu Temple, even if the strength of the Red Dragon Army is strong, it will not be able to resist such an attack after all, and gradually exhausted, leaving only 10,000 horses.

Moreover, this trend does not show the slightest sign of slowing down, but is getting more and more intense, if this situation continues, within half an hour, the Red Dragon Army will be completely annihilated.

Qin Tian's hair was scattered, his body was covered with scars, and blood was pouring out, and he couldn't stop it at all. He was dressed in black armor, but at the moment it was covered with blood, some of which was his own, but more of which belonged to the enemy.

"Your Highness, I, Qin, can no longer follow His Highness. A trace of sadness flashed in Qin Tian's eyes, and a burst of determination appeared on his face, and at this moment, he made a decision in his heart.

"Red Dragon Army, form a formation!" Qin Tian roared, summoning the few Red Dragon Army soldiers. Although it was only a moment's effort, hundreds of more Red Dragon Troops fell to the ground, never to wake up again.

The rest of the Red Dragon Army gathered towards Qin Tian, although there were many casualties, but the army was an army, not as loose as a cultivator, the order was forbidden, even if the road ahead was a sea of swords and fire, as long as it arrived, it must be obeyed.

The Red Dragon Army quickly formed a new formation to defend against the attacks of other cultivators.

"Ha Luha, soldiers, they will not be able to hold on, we will kill them in one go!" said the Han general of the Great Zhou Dynasty excitedly, feeling the exhaustion of the momentum of the Red Dragon Army, and issued an order to kill.

"Kill, for the sake of the Great Shang Dynasty, kill me!" The crowd surged, and countless cultivators rushed towards the Red Dragon Army with red eyes, even if the halberd pierced their bodies, they did not have the slightest intention of flinching.

Blood stained everything, whether it was the Red Dragon Army or other cultivators, they had already killed the red eyes, all kinds of immortal arts, thunder soldiers all bombarded the enemy, and some cultivators did not hesitate to blow themselves up and cause huge casualties to the enemy.

Qin Tian's face was gloomy to the extreme, and looking at all this in front of him, a little sadness appeared in his eyes.

"The Red Dragon Army listens to the order, you are the soldiers of the Great Xia Dynasty, even if you die in battle, you will die vigorously, let them see the power of the Red Dragon Army of my Great Xia Dynasty. Qin Tian's eyes were red, and murderous aura surged all over his body, as if he was a killing god.

"Kill!" Hearing Qin Tian's words, all the Red Dragon Army couldn't help but show a look of determination on their faces, because they understood the meaning of these words, the Red Dragon Army had never been afraid of any enemy, even if they were killed in battle, they would bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh.

"All armies listen to the order, turn red blood into dragons, and wash the world with blood!" Qin Tian roared, and suddenly, the long sword in his hand pierced into his heart.

A piece of bright red blood spurted out, and Qin Tian's face immediately turned pale, like a blank piece of paper, but Qin Tian didn't pay attention to his wounds, on the contrary, he recited the magic trick in his mouth, and all the blood on his body gathered into the void, like a flowing red river.

"The Red Dragon Army has been ordered! Red Blood Turns into Dragons, Blood Washes the World!" Qin Tian's words spread, and more Red Dragon Troops pulled out their swords and stabbed them into their hearts, their eyes were full of death intent, and there was an incredible madness.

Although there were only more than 10,000 Red Dragon Army left, so much blood was gathered, and a river of blood hundreds of zhang long appeared in the void. The blood was extremely red, and vaguely you could see bodies emerging from this river of blood, which looked particularly terrifying.

"Ha Luha, I'll let you see the power of the Red Dragon Army today!" Qin Tian laughed wildly, and the whole person suddenly exploded, turning into countless pieces of flesh and blood and merging into that river of blood.

"Boom, boom!" As Qin Tian blew up his body, more Red Dragon Army soldiers also made the same choice, a large area of flesh and blood gathered into the blood river, and a powerful aura emanated, as if there was some powerful existence in this blood river.

"Oops!" The face of the Han general of the Great Zhou Dynasty changed, and he finally remembered the strength of the Red Dragon Army. He immediately waved his right hand and ordered a retreat, but it was too late, and with the sound of an earth-shattering dragon roar, a pair of red eyes suddenly opened in the river of blood.

Those eyes contained boundless killing intent, murderous aura, just one glance could make some Lei Gang stage cultivators confused, and they went crazy at the least.

A red dragon with a length of dozens of zhang emerged from the blood river, and in the midst of the earth-shattering dragon roar, the red dragon dragon tail swung and rushed towards the surrounding army. The first to bear the brunt was the monks of the Great Zen Temple, only to see the red dragon open a spray, a large piece of crimson light shot out, extremely fast, in an instant it shot into the monks of the Great Zen Temple, and hundreds of monks died in this red light in a moment.

"The Red Dragon Army is gone!" The dragon raised his head about ten thousand zhang high, and at this moment, in his position of five or six thousand zhang, Ao Wubian, who was fighting with Hui Wu and Ming Jing, suddenly changed his complexion, he felt the sorrow of the red dragon, and felt the disappearance of Qin Tian's breath.

"Your Highness, don't be distracted at such a critical time!" Hui Wu's faint voice sounded, and suddenly, a golden Zen staff swept over, and in the golden light, Ao Wubian was accidentally hit on the right shoulder by this golden Zen staff.

Proud Wubian's figure flashed, his face became extremely ugly, and with a wave of his right hand, a purple long sword slashed behind him.

"Boom!" A burst of sparks burst out, and a small wooden fish blocked the boundless sword, and then a young monk with a young face, only about twenty years old, appeared in the void.

This monk has a white face and clear eyebrows, if he doesn't have a bald head, he must be a handsome and extraordinary young man.

"Amitabha!" This young monk is none other than the strongest monk of Pudu Temple's generation, Mingjing Monk, who has only been cultivating for a hundred years, but is already a strong man in the late stage of the Thunder Infancy, and is known as the hope of Pudu Temple in the future.

"There are all evils in the world, there are all evils in the world, and the smoke and dust of the world cannot escape the mundane. Now that my Buddha is compassionate, compassion for the world, and a pure land of bliss, the donor will not return quickly!"

The sound of the wooden fish comes out, which contains a different meaning, which can relieve the mind and make the most determined person lose resistance.

"Pudu Zen Thunder", in the name of Pudu, although the attack power is not as good as the "Ming King Angry Thunder", but it is the best means to disintegrate the mind, I don't know how many strong people because of the "Pudu Zen Thunder" fell into the hands of Pudu Temple, and eventually became the minions of Pudu Temple.

"I am the Duan Prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, how can you and others be bewitched, get out of this king!" Proud Wubian's whole body was shocked, and a sense of arrogance emanated, as if a real emperor was coming to the world, even if his face was extremely pale, even if there was not much thunder power left in his body, he still maintained a proud posture and did not allow himself to admit defeat.

"Ziwei shines in the world, Heaven-Breaking Sword!" Love Wubian roared, the purple long sword in his hand slashed down, and in an instant, the void quickly became gloomy, turning into a purple light, and in this purple, a big purple star was shining brightly, shining on the world, containing a noble to the extreme.

"Boom!" The dragon raised its head and roared, and the peak of ten thousand zhang seemed to be torn apart at this moment, that sword was extremely shocking, and in the flash of purple streamers, black spatial cracks even appeared in the void.

Monk Mingjing's eyes shrank, and there was a trace of bad feeling in his heart, he felt the power of this sword, if he was killed, even with his cultivation, he would definitely not be able to escape.

At that moment, the figure of the monk Mingjing flashed, and Hui Wu stood in front of him. I saw a smile on Hui Wu's face, and I didn't see any movement from him, but in a moment, his whole person bloomed with a burst of brilliant golden light.

Behind him, the phantom of five Ming kings emerged, namely the Central Fudo Ming King, the Third Ming King of the East, the Southern Army Tuli Ming King, the Western Great Mighty Ming King, and the Northern Vajra Yaksha Ming King.

"King Ming's Protection!" Hui Wu's face remained unchanged, and after six days of fierce fighting, he understood that Ao Wubian had been weakened to the extreme, and the sword he had just used had almost exhausted all of his strength. If they can resist this sword, they will be completely victorious, even if there is still the crown prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, but with the strength of the four of them, they can definitely strangle it.

A layer of golden armor appeared around Hui Wu's body, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, blooming with golden Buddha light, looking sacrosanct. Suddenly, Hui Wu stretched out his right hand and slammed into the sword of Boundless.

With a roar, the sword of Proud Boundless and Hui Wu's right hand completely collided together, Hui Wu's right hand was fine, but the sword of Proud Boundless dissipated in a golden light and disappeared completely.

"Your Highness, you just admit defeat!" A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Hui Wu's mouth, and although he resisted the sword, he also suffered some injuries himself. The smile on his face never stopped, as if to declare his victory.

"Yes, Hui Wu, you are victorious, this king didn't expect that Qin Tianyao and Kong Xiu would find you to shoot together, let alone that you would actually set up a forbidden heaven array within a radius of hundreds of miles, isolating everything, so that even the powerhouses of the Immortal Thunder Period could not see through everything here. ”

"The king didn't expect all this, and even let the royal brother be trapped here. However, don't think that this king has completely lost, my Great Xia Dynasty can stand in the Thunder Continent for millions of years, naturally there are other means, and it is difficult to say who can laugh the most. ”

Ao Wubian let out a loud laugh, his face was completely bloodless, and even his steps staggered a little. In six days, he had almost exhausted the thunder power in his whole body, and he could no longer support it, and now he was just a lamb to the slaughter, unable to struggle at all.

"That's a lot of nonsense!" At this moment, a rapid voice suddenly sounded in Ao Wubian's ears, and then he saw an extremely familiar face appear in front of him, making his face pale and show surprise.

"Why are you?" said Ao Wubian in disbelief, he never thought that the person who came turned out to be Lei Yu.

"How could it not be me, if you want to leave, just follow me, otherwise, I'll leave you here at their disposal!" The corners of Lei Yu's mouth curled, his figure flashed, and he turned into a streamer of light and quickly went towards the depths of the dragon vein of Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain.