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- Chapter 231 Horn Saint
The Witch King took hold of the head of a monster and crushed it with one palm. This monster looked like a rhinoceros, but was more than a thousand times larger. It was covered in a thick carapace made of a material similar to that of a beetle. It dragged its headless body and rushed around for a while. It took a while before it fell heavily. on the ground. Then the monster's corpse exploded, blowing away more than a dozen of the Witch God's servants. These servants of the Witch God, who were of low cultivation, were swept away by the black air wave generated by the explosion and were wiped out on the spot.
In a large tent in the Witch God Camp, Xia Jie was secretly handing several peach puppets to Xingtian Dafeng and the others.
"Brother, when it's your turn to play, just use this thing to replace your real body."
Xingtian Dafeng glanced at Xia Jie in surprise, frowned, and muttered in a low voice: "What are you doing?"
Xingtian Xuanzhi did not hesitate to bite the tip of his finger according to Xia Jie's instructions, forcing out a drop of blood and dripping it on the puppet. He said calmly: "Brother, don't be wordy. We didn't know the joints when we were in the lower realm, so we just practiced this formation foolishly. When we get to the heaven, look at the servants of the wizard gods, who have more than a hundred people. There are as few as a dozen people, all of whom are powerful men with a True Cauldron Rank of Seven Cauldrons or above. With such strength, is it impossible to find 10,000 candidates to arrange this formation? Baba took the risk to send the witchcraft to the world. go?"
Xingtian Dafeng suddenly woke up. He slapped his forehead and whispered: "If you don't tell me, I haven't thought of this yet. Humph, in order to promote ten thousand of us to the peak of the True Jiuding in just a few years, they How much energy did you spend? The black jade talisman that flowed out from the palace and was allocated to us for practice. How can it be that the abundant chaotic energy in it is cheap?"
Patting Xingtian Dafeng's shoulder heavily, Xia Jie whispered: "Brothers, you know it in your heart. The eldest brother also went to tell the family leader that when the war starts, all members of the Xingtian family should stay back as much as possible." Xia Jie is now certain of one thing. In matters that allow people like Taoist Tongtian to intervene, regardless of good or bad, it is wise to retreat to the back first. Being able to make Taoist Tongtian so cautiously lend him all the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, this matter is not going to be any better.
Ji Xun was thrown to Xing Tian Dafeng, one of them, and the poorly sold Wu Dan, who said, said, "¡® Cabering Dan ¡¯, as long as the soul does not collapse, you can save your life."
Xingtian Dafeng blinked his eyes and wanted to ask Qi Xin for a few more. Qi Xin saw the strange way he winked and looked at Xia Jie, she couldn't help but frowned, shook her head and said, "I only have nine pills, how many more do you want?"
"Yeah, yeah." Xia Jie coughed hard at the side.
Xun's small face was drawn, and he was very distressed to grab five or six dark fruits from his sleeves, and he was thrown to Xing Tianfeng. Xia Jie then said with a smile: "This is the fruit of the immortal tree hidden by the Emperor of Heaven. Even if there is only one breath left, I can still save it. Just taking it like this is indeed a waste. Unfortunately, there is no time to save it." They've been made into elixirs."
Xingtian Dafeng and Xingtian Xuanzhi also sighed after hearing this, but they divided the immortality fruit with extremely quick hands. Xingtian Xuanzhi murmured as he put fruits into the leather pouch on his waist: "That's right, what's a waste? It's a good elixir that can save lives. No wonder Qi Xin feels distressed. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to part with it." Fruits from the Immortal Tree , just hearing this name, Xingtian Xuanzhi and the others are very satisfied.
With her head held high, the extremely arrogant Xiang Liurou slowly walked over from the other end of the tent. Bypassing the stone couch where the Witch God usually sits, Xiang Liurou walked up to Xia Jie and said arrogantly and provocatively: "Boss Xingtian, do you have the guts to make a bet with me this time? We have three sea areas under our names." All the taxes from one of the sixteen states for a hundred years, who among us can kill more gods?"
"Hahahaha!" Xia Jie laughed wildly, stood up suddenly, and threw an immortal fruit to Xiang Liurou. He punched Xiang Liurou hard on the shoulder and whispered: "Xiang Liu Liu, we have been fighting for so many years. If you don't say anything about bets or bets, if you can survive, let's talk about other things. Be smart and don't rush to the front and die."
Xiang Liurou was stunned, looking at the dark fruit the size of a thumb in her hand, wondering what it was. However, he glanced at Qi Xin treacherously, and when he saw Qi Xin's distressed expression and angry eyes, he immediately held the unknown fruit tightly and nodded towards Xing Tian Dafeng and the others. After giving the signal, he turned around and left.
Qi Xin opened her fingers, wanting to snatch back Xiang Liurou¡¯s immortal fruit. But considering Xia Jie's face issue, Qixin forcibly suppressed her impulse. However, the corners of her eyes were twitching violently, and the deep reluctance and distress made the Xingtian Dafeng brothers beside her hurriedly cover their pockets and run away.
Walking to the entrance of the huge tent and looking into the distance, the Witch King led more than a hundred capable Witch Gods and were beating back the enemies who rushed out of the sky mark. The black energy rushing out of the sky mark has become increasingly dense. The sky mark has expanded to more than ten miles wide. There are countless huge figures wearing full armor shaking faintly in the sky mark. However, these people seemed to be arranging their team and preparing to rush out in one go, so the ones that popped up intermittently were small teams composed of thousands of people and thousands of monsters. This fragile strength was naturally of no use to the Witch King and the others. any threat.
Heavy footsteps sounded, and a black shadow covered Xia Jie. Xia Jie raised his head and saw the witch god named Jicang walking over. Jicang squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Jie for a while, then said in a low voice: "After the witchcraft formation is set up, you can go out and do whatever you want Disciple of Master Tongtian, I thought you should go with your little wife You're hiding well behind." Jicang frowned and said helplessly: "If you are killed, it will be a big trouble for us."
Xia Jie nodded, then shook his head. He smiled and said: "If I die, Master will not trouble you." He looked in the direction of Tianhen. If he was really killed, the unlucky ones would only be those on the other side of Tianhen called Asura people? After laughing a few times, Xia Jie asked Jicang: "Didn't anyone send someone to check the Tianzhen Tower?"
Jicang suddenly felt a little worried. He frowned and said: "There is no chance to send people down. God's patrols are everywhere, and I don't know if they heard any bad news. Although Jianmu's divine power hid it from God's Note, but because of this, our perception of the Tianzhen Tower has also been cut off."
Shaking his head, Jicang suddenly laughed: "It doesn't matter. The witch formations in the Tianzhen Tower are just making final desperate preparations. The situation is definitely not that bad. As long as we annihilate the lineage of the gods, we will take care of everything you have Those man-made monsters I mentioned are very easy to deal with.¡±
Xia Jie was so angry that he almost cursed his mother. Just making final desperate preparations? Is the situation extremely bad and not that bad? It sounds easy to say this, but in order to build this Sky-Suppressing Tower, what harm did the people of Daxia suffer? He looked at Jicang's big face and said nothing for a long time.
Stretching out his finger and lightly flicking Xia Jie's shoulder to show friendship, Jicang stood up and walked into the tent, asking in a rumble voice: "Where is King Lugui? The 10,000 great witches you have prepared can Get ready to go on stage. When those extraterrestrial demon gods rush over and exceed 100,000 people, the Witch King will lead them to the camp of the gods. Then you can prepare to launch the witch formation."
Lu Gui asked in surprise: "Didn't you lure the gods to the sky and then activate them?"
Jicang laughed 'hehe': "When you are ready, you will naturally attract them. They don't know what kind of news they received, and all the gods retreated more than ten thousand miles, so the plan will have to change." Before Lu Gui could question himself, Jicang's eyes already flashed with intense water. He shouted sternly: "Does your Majesty not believe what I, Jicang, say? Could it be that I, Jicang, would still lie to you?"
Lu Gui spread his hands, indicating that he had no such intention. He turned around and ordered Xing Tiane and many other heads of the Wu family to quickly gather their troops, then raised his head and asked, "What about my Daxia army?"
Jicang smiled, nodded lightly and said with satisfaction: "Daxia's army is always on call. When needed, they can naturally join the battlefield." He also gently flicked Lu Gui's shoulder, gently He said: "Your Majesty and all the ministers of Great Xia, you can go to the army to prepare." Hundreds of shaman gods who were dozens of feet tall and had just reached the first level of heaven slowly walked in, and exposed themselves to Lu Gui and the others and squeezed out. gentle smile.
Jicang said softly: "I and the Southern Yi Witch God will personally coordinate the mobilization of the king's army."
Xia Jie, who was standing at the door of the tent, rolled his eyes, okay, the military power was immediately emptied. However, the military power did not belong to him, Xia Jie, and he didn't bother to care. Just relying on Taoist Tongtian's face, he, Xia Jie, couldn't interfere in this matter.
Qixin quietly walked to Xia Jie and hugged Xia Jie's arms with both hands. Xia Jie smiled slightly and hugged Qi Xin's waist. Just as he was about to say something, Shen Gongkun, the fourth son of Mr. Shen's family whom he had met several times before, leaned over with a mysterious smile. Shen Gongkun quickly came to Xia Jie's side and laughed in a low voice: "Meng Tianhou, this time, the Xingtian family, Shen Gongkun's family, and you and I all have to cooperate sincerely to get through the difficulties!"
"Huh?" Xia Jie and Qi Xin looked at Shen Gongkun, wondering what he meant by what he said now. The relationship between the Xingtian family and the Shen Gong family was neither good nor bad. They had fought many times in the court in the past. As one of the direct descendants most likely to take over the power of the Shen Gong family, Shen Gongkun said such words before the war, which is worth pondering.
Shen Gongkun saw the puzzled expressions of the two people and immediately smiled. He turned his palm, a mahogany wood that looked very familiar to Xia Jie appeared in his palm.
¡°You~~~¡± Xia Jie lengthened his voice. Countless thoughts passed through his mind like lightning, and he suddenly understood many things. Gradually, Xia Jie showed the same mysterious smile as Shen Gongkun, and gently poked Shen Gongkun's heart with his fingers. Xia Jie whispered: "I almost forgot, Shen Gongbao and I, Xia Jie, are still brothers. "
Shen Gongkun nodded with a smile and said: "We are all members of our own family, everything is easy to talk aboutit's easy to talk about! Please tell Meng Tianhou that if all the elites of the Xiangliu family and the Fangfeng family are lost this time, what will happen to the Great Xia Dynasty in the future?" Aren¡¯t you and I the only two families?¡±
Hehe, there are two dominant families. The friend of one family is a disciple of Taoist Tongtian, and the direct descendant of the same family is a disciple of the original Taoist, and they all have substitute puppets refined by Taoist Taishang. This thing is getting more and more amazing. Xia Jie grinned and grinned, nodding his head again and again: "That's right. It's indeed right."
Shen Gongkun smiled and nodded to Xia Jie, as if he had appeared just now, and walked away quietly.
Xia Jie and Qi Xin looked at each other. Their hearts were heavy. They could only feel doubtful clouds moving in front of their eyes, making it difficult to see the truth behind the clouds.
"Hahahaha, good son!" A wooden stick hit Xia Jie hard on the head, making a loud 'clang' sound. Tai Yi staggered to Xia Jie's side and laughed loudly: "My dear son, just watch the fun from behind this time. You are not allowed to go to the battlefield until my strange grandson is born. These weapons are dangerous. ! It doesn¡¯t matter how many times my doll dies. If you lose a hair, I will feel bad for you!"
Tai Yi arrogantly pointed at the 10,000 young elites who were ready to go and said with a smile: "Look, they are all the hard work of many Wu families. However, in my eyes, if they are all dead, I will also Just treat it like a fart! But you, my good son, can't let anything happen! So, take Qixin and go to the back to take care of the food, grass and luggage!"
With the battle ahead, Tai Yi opened his mouth and was about to die. Not only Xing Tian Dafeng and his 10,000 carefully selected elite witches, but also Jicang and the other witch gods had their faces extremely dark and ugly. Whether it¡¯s a great witch or a witch-god, they all come from the same lineage. Who doesn¡¯t want to get a good rap before the war? Only people like Tai Yi would talk nonsense like this.
Xia Jie wanted to block Tai Yi's mouth with a stone. He grabbed Tai Yi with one hand and pulled him behind, lest he say anything shocking again.
Just at this moment, there was an earth-shaking loud noise outside, and the sky mark suddenly expanded to nearly three hundred miles wide. More than half a million numb-looking ** men rushed out of the sky mark with screams. They had just rushed out of the sky mark. Within a few steps of leaving the mark, the bodies of these men, who were the same size as ordinary people, rapidly expanded and exploded into pieces with a 'boom'. Flesh and blood were flying all over the sky, and thick black evil energy emerged from the flesh and blood like living creatures, and dexterously entangled them towards the Witch King and the others.
The Witch King waved his hand and led more than a hundred Witch Gods. He was about to temporarily avoid the sharp edge and retreat, but suddenly a dull drum sound came from the distant horizon. On a golden cloud, the Emperor of Heaven was holding two huge drumsticks, and indeed he was beating the drums himself to support the Witch King. As soon as the war drums sounded, countless gods in the distance sounded their war horns at the same time, rising into the sky with murderous intent.
The Witch King was so angry that his mouth twisted. The war drums sounded and asked him to retreat, but he couldn't lose face. He could only angrily pull out a huge evil bone staff made from the fusion of the vertebrae of countless creatures, and with a loud shout, he led more than a hundred wizard gods to face the evil energy coming towards him. The witch gods let out a chaotic howl, and more than ten thousand witch gods took their servants, took big steps and rushed towards Tianhen.
Without formation or rules, the tens of thousands of shamans and gods were like a herd of wild buffaloes, rushing into the evil atmosphere with strange screams. All kinds of divine lights flashed, and the evil spirit was like hair in the fire. It made a "chichi" sound, and was gradually thinned by the divine light. A disgusting stench spread far away, and saw some people with low strength. The servant of the Witch God fell to the ground while running and was soaked in water. He was poisoned on the spot by the stench that came out after the evil spirit burned.
The Witch God¡¯s use of servant corpses has also reached its peak. Several witch gods who practiced Nether Energy pointed their fingertips at the corpses, and dozens of servant corpses immediately flew straight into the sky mark and exploded violently, loosening the formations of the extraterrestrial demon gods who were reorganizing their formation in the dark curtain of the sky mark. , several muscular wizard gods who were obviously top-notch melee combatants took advantage of the situation and rushed into Tianhen.
There was a loud noise, and only three of the eight witch gods who entered escaped completely. These three people were also covered with hundreds of feet of miserable wounds, and the pale golden blood of the gods was sprinkled like a waterfall. The three of them fell to the ground just a few steps out of Tianhen. Their servants swooped up and draggedHe grabbed their legs and ran wildly into the camp, dragging a long trail of blood on the ground. But the three witch gods were still laughing wildly with pride: "Over one hundred thousand, we have killed over one hundred thousand!"
Crazy laughter echoed throughout the battlefield, and Xia Jie and Qi Xin frowned when they heard it. The three shaman gods killed more than 100,000 extraterrestrial demon gods in such a short period of time. Are those demon gods too weak, or are the wizard gods too strong? But, one hundred thousand, this number is too scary? In the Daxia army, one hundred thousand people is a small number that can be easily discarded, but for the gods and wizards, whose total population is less than one million, one hundred thousand is an incredible astronomical number.
"Roar!" A roar came from the sky mark. Hundreds of demon gods, who were also over 10,000 feet tall, had huge horns on their heads, were covered in thick full-body armor, and were covered with black smoke and clouds. They strode out of the sky mark. They rushed out in a row. Behind them, a neat phalanx of one million people lined up, charging out in large strides.
That is to say, the sky mark has expanded to hundreds of miles wide. Otherwise, how could these demon gods form such a large formation? According to Xu Kuan's scale in the past, it would be enough to have such a high-level demon god come out at one time. This time, nearly a thousand high-level demon gods poured out at once, and the Witch King's face was shuddered.
"How come there are so many?" Huo Ji, who had just wiped out all the monsters on the ground for dozens of miles with a stick, howled in frustration: "Witch King, join forces and kill them!"
The nearly 10,000 witch-gods ignored the so-called dignity and face of gods, and surrounded the nearly 1,000 high-level demon gods in a chaotic manner. One out of ten was beaten, and the sky was filled with all kinds of divine lights. The violent energy flow rushed out for tens of thousands of miles, blasting huge ditches on the ground. The earth was trembling, the sky was roaring, and corpses of demon gods kept falling from the sky. Occasionally, the devil who would not rest in silence would try to self-destruct before dying. Immediately, a piece of void dozens of miles in radius collapsed, sucking in all the nearby messy corpses.
"I finally understand how the corpse of the gods that fell outside the city of Yifengdanlu came to be." Xia Jie couldn't help but nodded repeatedly when he saw the desperate tactics of these demon gods.
Qi Xin¡¯s eyes were watery, she bit Xia Jie hard, and said vaguely: ¡°What a pity! How many top-notch witch medicines can be refined with so many divine corpses, divine blood, and divine essences!¡±
The little girl Qingmin appeared out of nowhere. She stared blankly at the dozens of holes that were being healed in the void, and suddenly sighed: "What a pity! So many divine corpses, divine blood, and divine spirits. Qi, how much top-quality voodoo can be refined!"
Xia Jie¡¯s face twitched and he said nothing.
The Witch King raised the bone staff in his hand, and countless evil ghosts dragged black smoke out of the bone staff and let out soul-stirring screams. The Witch King used his left hand to pinch several divine spells in succession, the mysterious light on the bone staff flashed, and vicious spells were flying all over the sky. Often, the black-armored demon god was plotted by the spells, and his body suddenly became limp and his movements slowed down. The besieging Witch God was easily strangled.
Nearly a thousand high-level demon gods held out for less than an hour under the almost shameless siege of more than 10,000 wizard gods, and all of them spilled blood on the battlefield. But at this time, the sky mark actually expanded to more than 500 miles wide. Even the Emperor of Heaven, who was beating drums in the distance to urge the battle, was surprised and scolded, and ordered a group of god generals and several teams of gods to come closer and observe the battlefield. situation.
The scale of the Tianhen Demonic Wave outbreak this time was definitely beyond the expectations of the Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King. But the Emperor of Heaven was really worried, but as for the Witch King, his serious expression could not conceal the smile at the corner of his mouth. The more demon gods rush out across Tianhen and become stronger, the greater the benefit to him. The Witch King wished that the top demon gods would rush out now and attract all the gods' armies to the battlefield.
As for whether there will be too many demon gods rushing over and whether even his lineage of witch gods will be unable to stop them, the witch king has no such worries at all. He has other back-ups.
Together with the nearly a thousand high-level demon gods, the millions of extraterrestrial troops that rushed out from the sky mark seemed to be expendable. These soldiers, who were similar in shape to ordinary people and had ugly and savage looks, only had the strength of two or even three cauldrons. Not to mention the great witch's strength, which poses a threat to the witch gods, even the servants of the witch gods can easily kill these weak enemies. Often when a powerful witchcraft is blasted, the bones and flesh of nearly ten thousand soldiers in a radius of several miles will burst to death.
When the Witch God and the Demon God were fighting, the servants of the Witch God at the back did not dare to get too close to the battlefield, but used witchcraft to bombard the enemies who rushed out of the sky mark from a distance. After the Witch Gods had eliminated nearly a thousand demon gods, the servants of the Witch Gods immediately rushed forward with high fighting spirit and killed millions of enemies in one go, leaving blood flowing all over the ground. Even more servants who were eager to kill rushed into the dark sky mark with wild screams, but not a single bubble was splashed, and there was no sound at all.
?After nearly a thousand high-level demon gods and millions of demon armies were annihilated, the sky marks suddenly calmed down. Not to mention the demon gods, not even the low-level monsters rushed out.
An unsettling aura circulated on the battlefield.
The sky mark is five hundred miles wide. This is something that has never happened since the sky mark appeared. Which outbreak of demonic tide did not cause huge casualties to the gods and wizards? Which time after Tianhen expanded, the Asuras on the opposite side didn't rush over like they were desperate? But this time, the five-hundred-mile-wide sky mark stood darkly between heaven and earth, but no creature appeared. This strange situation made the Witch King cautiously order the Witch Gods to retreat nearly a thousand miles. Looking at the movement opposite Tianhen.
The Emperor of Heaven also noticed something was wrong, and he personally led many Heavenly Lords and Divine Generals over. Even if the Emperor of Heaven was so wary of the Witch King, he would not dare to joke about Tianhen's safety. The Asura Demon Gods on the opposite side seem to be exhausted. Once the number of them pouring out exceeds an order of magnitude, the Emperor of Heaven has no confidence in suppressing them on the other side of the sky mark. Therefore, the Emperor of Heaven left Nu and a group of confidants to stay on the periphery to alert the wizard gods, but he himself led the troops forward.
The Witch King glanced at the Emperor of Heaven and said solemnly: "These Asura Demon Gods are less afraid of death than us Witch Gods."
The Emperor of Heaven nodded in agreement: "So, every time the demonic tide breaks out and the sky mark expands, they will always pour out continuously until the sky mark finally returns to its original state."
The Witch King pointed in the direction of Tianhen and said with a little worry: "The situation is not right. Either we have killed them all over the years, or"
The Emperor of Heaven sneered a few times and said in a low voice: "Whether it's a god or a witch god, it takes thousands of years to conceive and tens of thousands of years to give birth to children. Our tribe's growth rate is extremely slow. But these guysevery hundred years or so, there are people who pretend to be Their ancestors and fathers came out with slogans of revenge and wanted to fight with our tribe. They reproduce a hundred times faster than us, so how can we kill them all?"
The Witch King sighed: "Then, they are preparing for some big moves."
The Emperor of Heaven nodded: "That's right. In all these years, there has never been a demon god who can compete with the strongest god general under your command. Maybe this time"
A loud and crazy cry interrupted the conversation between the two. The violent howl, full of unreasonable destruction, shook the ground that was healing automatically on the Tianhen battlefield. Countless huge cracks once again appeared, shaking the corpses of the killed demon gods and demon army warriors on the ground. , and blood jumped up one after another, gathering into a huge blood ball in the air.
"The method of blood sacrifice! It is similar to the incantation method of the Witch God lineage." The Emperor of Heaven mocked the Witch King while he was busy.
The Witch King pretended not to hear the ridicule in the Emperor's words. He said seriously: "The art of blood sacrifice! Moreover, it is similar to the prayer ceremony that our lineage of witch gods informs the ancestors of heaven and earth before going out for battle."
The blood balls in the air suddenly lost their color, and the flesh and blood essence inside disappeared out of thin air. A violent and crazy aura of destruction came from the sky mark, the earth began to tremble, and the dull footsteps resounded throughout the world.
Xing Tian Dafeng, who was standing next to Xia Jie and peering around, exclaimed: "God, the ground is shaking so hard. How big is the person who came out?" Xing Tian Dafeng glanced at Jicang who was standing next to him in horror. Jicang's body, which is nearly 20,000 feet tall, is considered to be terrifyingly large among the sorcerer gods who are always extremely huge. But when Jicang was walking, there was no such big movement?
¡®Boom¡¯, an extremely huge palm covered with black scales poked out from the sky mark and slapped heavily on the land of the heaven.
After a violent roar, an indescribably large black dragon with twelve legs and twenty-four wings slowly walked out of the sky mark. The appearance of this black dragon was roughly similar to the dragon Xia Jie was familiar with, except that it had eight more legs and twelve pairs of wings. And the three big heads growing on the neck of this black dragon are also not found in normal dragons.
This black dragon is nearly ten miles thick. He slowly stretched out his body from the sky mark, and then his body slowly rose up. He flew higher and higher, and the body he emerged from became longer and longer. Finally, his huge body, which was more than a thousand miles long, slowly emerged from the sky mark, and he also flew to a height of more than a hundred miles above the ground. The huge body covered the sky and the sun, and when the twenty-four wings flapped, hundreds of horn hurricanes were set off in the sky and the earth. The terrifying wind roar could scare the timid people to death.
All the gods and wizards present swept their spiritual thoughts towards the black dragon at the same time. Countless tyrannical divine thoughts washed away the giant dragon. The void around the dragon was distorted for a while, and it was almost torn into pieces by these scanning divine thoughts.
The Emperor of Heaven¡¯s face darkened: ¡°Abominable thing, his body is stronger than the strongest in your lineage of witch gods.God still needs to be strong. What a monster is this! "
The Witch King's face was extremely ugly: "Damn thing, the magic power is more abundant than the strongest mage in your lineage of gods. What kind of bastard is this!"
But both the Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King had to admit that this was a beast that would bring them a lot of trouble. Even if they took action personally, it would take a lot of effort to kill a beast. But that's it. Its strength is roughly equivalent to that of a god at the peak of the Nine Heavens, but with such strength, it is still easy to kill it.
Nan Yi also saw this, and she sneered disdainfully: "We put on a huge scene, consuming the lives of nearly a thousand high-level demon gods and millions of subordinates in a blood sacrifice before going out, and just released such a thing? Are you looking down on us too much? I want this little insect, and I want its spine to refine witchcraft."
Nan Yi weighed her own strength, and even if she suffered some injuries, she would still be able to kill the black dragon. Maybe the injury will be serious, but with such a magical black dragon that has never been seen before, one can imagine how powerful the witchcraft refined with it will be. Good witchcraft must be made with good materials. As a female, Nan Yi understands this better than those crude wizards and gods.
No one competed with Nan Yi for the opportunity to kill this black dragon. The gods are eager to let the witch gods take action. No one among the witch gods wants to provoke the Nan Yi.
With a smile on his face, Nan Yi pulled out a strange scimitar that was more than three thousand feet long. This scimitar is shaped like a half-moon and is pieced together from countless human skeletons. At a glance, there are no less than one hundred thousand human skulls on this scimitar. Moreover, every skull has a strange flash of light. It is obvious that the owners of these skeletons had extremely strong cultivation before being turned into scimitars. As soon as this scimitar came out, the army of servants of the wizard gods collectively showed extremely frightened expressions, and we knew where the material of this scimitar came from.
"Little reptile, come down! I will inlay your skull on the handle of the knife, and your spine will be used as the spine of my witch sword!" Nan Yi stood under the black dragon, wisps of The evil gray energy emerged from her body and gradually turned into a huge net, covering the black dragon.
The three big heads of the black dragon slowly dripped, and the six huge eyes turned. A ray of mocking and pity flashed through, and all the gods and wizard gods present saw that cold light.
The Witch King exclaimed: "Nan Yi! Retreat!"
That's too late. A black shadow suddenly flashed out from behind the big horn in the center of the black dragon, with an obscure cold light passing over Nan Yi's body.
With a ¡®poof¡¯ sound, Nan Yi¡¯s right arm holding the sword was cut off at shoulder level.
Nan Yi roared wildly, covered the huge wound on his right shoulder with his left hand, turned around and ran away. Pale golden blood spilled from Nan Yi's wound like a tide, and soon the blood turned into dark and sticky filth. The black, foul-smelling liquid dripped onto the ground, and each drop melted the ground into a hole the size of a water tank.
When Nan Yi ran back to the Witch God's camp, his right upper body was almost completely corroded. Under the pale skeleton, his internal organs, which were also surrounded by black mucus, were shrinking rapidly. Nan Yi howled at the top of her lungs and screamed at the Witch King: "Help!" Then she spat out a mouthful of smelly black blood and fell down in front of the Witch King.
The corner of the Witch King's eyes twitched and he shouted angrily: "Heal him quickly! Take Nan Yi back and take care of him carefully."
A dozen witches and gods rushed out, picked up Nan Yi and dragged her back to the camp.
The Emperor of Heaven's face was extremely ugly. He stared coldly at the black shadow falling on the ground and sneered: "Your cultivation is amazing, why do you do this?"
The black shadow that shot out from the black dragon's head was a young man no more than two feet tall, wearing a loose black robe, with a handsome and evil face. He held the snatched scimitar in his hand, and slowly used the forbidden method to shrink the scimitar to a length of about ten feet. He held it in his hand and struck it hard several times.
Nodding with satisfaction, the young man slowly inserted the scimitar on the ground beside him and said calmly: "Why should I bother when I can easily kill a powerful enemy?"
He gently shook his finger and smiled softly: "What to do? There is no such word in the language of our tribe. Destruction is the eternal truth. As for what means to use to destroy, it is noble. Is there any difference if it¡¯s still a low-level job?¡±
There was a hint of crazy killing intent on the young man's fair and handsome face. A black sharp horn about a foot long slowly sprouted from the center of his eyebrows, and a trace of unsettling black smoke came from the tip of the horn. rising. He looked at the Emperor of Heaven, then at the Witch King, and carefully looked at the Witch King, who only had a piece of animal skin covering his lower body, and the Emperor of Heaven, whose body was shining with golden light, and seemed to have finally made a choice. He said softly: "This saint is titled Jiao?, remember my name! "
When the Horned Saint kept looking at himself, the Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King were ready for any contingency. They are fully aware of the terror of this extraterrestrial demon clan, and fully aware that they will make any seemingly unreasonable and crazy actions. They had no doubt that this guy who called himself Horned Saint would dare to attack them directly.
Sure enough, the Horned Saint moved.
His figure suddenly disappeared, and he rushed straight towards the direction of the Witch King and the Emperor of Heaven at a terrifying speed that made most of the gods and wizard gods present, including the fastest fighting gods and generals, feel ashamed.
The Emperor of Heaven laughed loudly: "Well done! Go and die!" He clasped his hands on his chest, and there was a soft golden light shining between his hands, which contained infinite light and heat like the sun.
The Witch King sneered: "You bastard who doesn't know whether to live or die!" He pointed his left index finger in front of him, which had turned into a semi-empty state, and a terrible witchcraft that could directly crush the gods of the Nine Heavens was ready to go.
" However, Jiao Sheng suddenly turned in a direction when he was still more than ten miles away from the Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King. At the same time, his speed tripled.
¡®Crack¡¯, the absolute speed shattered the void behind Jiao Sheng. This high speed made the gods and wizard gods present pale. At such a terrifying high speed, all the wizard gods and gods combined could only achieve such a speed.
This is a high speed that neither the Emperor of Heaven nor the Witch King can grasp in time.
Whether it was the golden light on the Emperor of Heaven's chest or the witchcraft that the Witch King was preparing to unleash, they all lost their focus on the target for a moment.
¡®Bang¡¯, a loud noise. A Heavenly Lord standing next to the Heavenly Emperor groaned miserably, and his huge body fell heavily to the ground. There was a small hole the size of a bowl in his front, but his back was completely blown to pieces. With one punch, Jiao Sheng punched the Tianzun, completely killing the life of the Tianzun with one punch.
The corners of the Emperor's mouth twitched. He stared at the Jiao Sheng who was retreating rapidly, and suddenly roared loudly: "Angry!!! Kill him!"
Hearing this, the first general of the God lineage shouted angrily, and flew towards the battlefield from a distance on colorful auspicious clouds.
Jiao Sheng glanced at the flying anger calmly, smiled softly and said: "This one should be the one with the strongest combat skills among you? Interesting!"
The Horned Saint suddenly raised his hand high, and he howled at the top of his lungs: "Then, let's fight! Die, you all must die, you are destined to be destroyed by us in the end! The Horned Saint Army, attack!"
The sky mark surged again, and after a terrifying loud noise that almost made everyone deaf, countless black flying dragons rushed out of the sky mark, and millions of fully armed elite soldiers riding on the backs of these flying dragons swarmed out. . These sergeants were full of evil spirits, and they were obviously elite men who had gone through countless killings. Mixed among them were tens of thousands of huge demon gods. These demon gods belonging to the Horned Saint were completely different from the previous loud demon gods. They rushed out of the sky mark silently and rushed out silently. He stepped forward and quietly launched a powerful offensive spell.
The three-headed black dragon floating in the sky suddenly opened its eyes, opened its three big mouths, and poured down black gravel with a foul odor.
The Horned Saint let out a crazy laugh. He laughed wildly and ignored the anger coming towards him. He used his terrifying high speed, rushed into the queue of the gods and wizards, and killed them fiercely.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of gods and wizards were killed by the Horned Saint.
The black gravel spit out by the black dragon spread all over the Tianhen battlefield. Once the foul-smelling gravel came close to the body, the movements of all the gods and wizards suddenly slowed down, and everyone was poisoned by the gravel at the same time.
The horned saint laughed more and more crazily, and his speed became faster and faster, like a black lightning that penetrated the wizard god's array and directly reached the wizard god's camp.
The sword light was dazzling, and the tent Xia Jie and the others were in was shattered into pieces by Jiao Sheng's sword.
Jicang had a long halberd wrapped in clear water and waves in his hand, and struck Jiao Sheng head-on with a heavy halberd.
There was a loud noise, and Jiao Sheng blocked Jicang's chop with a sharp knife. Xia Jie, Qi Xin, Xingtian Dafeng and others who were close to Jicang were all shaken by the loud noise and fell down.
Qi Xin was furious, and suddenly a red sword appeared in her hand, and she struck the Jiao Sheng viciously.
The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the void in the universe trembled.
Jiao Sheng screamed. He blocked Qixin's sword strike with all his strength, but Jicang took advantage of the situation and hit him in the waist with a halberd, and was knocked away hard.
Ang Meng, who was chasing after Jiao Sheng, suddenly saw Xia Jie and Qi Xin, and he screamed in horror: "Why are you alive here?"
In astonishment, the wrathful eyes of the God swept over the tens of thousands of great shamans from Great Xia in the tent.
The servants of the Witch God practice the Witch God techniques taught by the Witch Gods, while the great shamans of Daxia practice the witch techniques from the lower world. The difference between them, in the eyes of the angry god, is like the gender characteristics of men and women. Just as obvious. He howled angrily: "Why are there so many witches from the lower world? Jicang, what are you doing?"
Just when Nu was about to loudly report this matter to the Emperor of Heaven, the Horned Saint, who was eager to kill, had already hurriedly struck at Nu's crotch from bottom to top with an extremely ruthless knife.
Jicang's face was even more gloomy, and he stabbed Nu with a halberd from the front. For a time, a situation emerged where Jiao Sheng and Jicang joined forces to kill Wu.
With an angry hiss, his figure suddenly shrunk sharply. He used the change in his figure to avoid the halberd stabbed in the chest by Jicang, and then turned over and punched away Jiao Sheng's chop. At the same time, he turned to look at Xia Jie and shouted in disbelief: "Xia Jie! Are you really involved in this matter?"
Qi Xin frightened away the Jiao Sheng with one sword, and her confidence suddenly surged. There was also a long sword in her left hand, and she shouted coldly: "Just hit, why is there so much wordiness?"
One sword stabbed Nu carefully, while the other sword struck Jiao Sheng fiercely. Qi Xin actually attacked two people with extremely high cultivation levels at the same time.
Xia Jie was so frightened that he pulled out two long swords and instinctively used the exquisite sword skills learned in his previous life. Only clear sword lights were seen flying in the sky, shaking the surrounding world, mainly attacking Jiao Jie. Holy. Nu was extremely afraid of Taoist Tongtian. In comparison, Jiao Sheng was more than a hundred times more of a threat to Qi Xin?
'Dang', Jiao Sheng blocked Xia Jie's sword without dodging, and then Xia Jie didn't even see how he moved. He was already kicked by Jiao Sheng in the chest, and a pure destructive power blasted into Xia Jie. Jie's chest. Xia Jie's body was filled with purple light, and the purple ribbon fairy clothes took the initiative to protect Xia Jie's whole body. However, Xia Jie was still blown away by the terrifying force. He was still in the air, and a black and smelly blood fountain had already spewed out ten feet high. .
Kicked Xia Jie away, the Horned Saint became furious, blood rolled in his eyes, the black horn on his forehead suddenly flashed a dazzling electric light, countless black thunders as thick as water tanks enveloped the space with a radius of thousands of miles, filled with All the sky could see was flashes of black electricity. The violent electric light swept across randomly, turning everything in its path into powder.
The Horned Saint smiled crazily, and raised his hands high into the sky. The sky was filled with black energy, and there was no longer any light.
"Destroy it! Destroy it!"
A terrible scream came out of Jiao Sheng's mouth, and the extremely high sound wave surged. Just the energy of the sound made Xin Xin fly away.
"Ha, hahaha! Woman, go to hell!"
Jiao Sheng suddenly saw Qi Xin, he pointed his finger, and a black light shot straight into Qi Xin's heart
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