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- Chapter 232 Strengthen the enemy again
Four sharp claws firmly grasped Qi Xin's waist before the black light hit Qi Xin. Xuanwu pulled Qi Xin hard with his left forefoot and pulled Qi Xin behind him. Then he quickly turned around, He faced the black light with his thick tortoise shell.
¡°Woo~~~Ouch~~~¡±
Xuanwu's back armor and large pieces of his body were blown to pieces. The flesh and blood contaminated by the black light were as dark and sticky as ink, with a strong stench. Xuanwu screamed in pain, grabbed Qixin with one hand, and retreated quickly. His back armor was almost completely lifted off, and a full third of his body inside the carapace was blown away. A large amount of black blood spurted out, and the black blood splashed out, hitting several nearby servants of the Witch God. He was completely burned and died suddenly on the spot.
Xuanwu screamed and rushed to Xia Jie's side. He was unable to stand still and fell to the ground in embarrassment. Xia Jie, who had just taken an immortal fruit, took a breath and hurriedly stuffed an immortal fruit into Xuanwu's mouth. Xuanwu hurriedly digested the magical power contained in the immortal fruit, watching his damaged body grow rapidly, and the carapace also returned to its original shape in bursts of yellow light. The new carapace is just much lighter in color than before, and it doesn't look very strong.
"This man is scary, let's run away!" Xuanwu looked with fear at Jiao Sheng, who was wielding his sword like the wind and fighting fiercely with Jicang and others, and muttered a little. With one finger of the Horned Saint, he almost beat this sacred beast, which was famous for its defensive power, into a pulp. The feeling of being so close to death made Xuanwu's instinctive fear of the Horned Saint very much. After all, Xuanwu is just a well-trained divine beast. It is his nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. He has no intention of risking his life for the Witch God or anything else.
Xia Jie gritted his teeth and sneered: "It's too late to leave."
Hundreds of colorful clouds floated over, and hundreds of golden-armored gods rushed towards us with fierce expressions. Their subtle eyes kept glancing at Xia Jie and Qi Xin, obviously recognizing them. I'm afraid it won't be that easy if you want to escape easily in front of everyone. Xia Jie patted Qi Xin hard and said in a deep voice: "The matter has come to an end, let's do it in a dignified manner!"
Xia Jie shouted in a long voice: "Brother Xingtian, set up your formation quickly! Let's see what the secret formations of the witch gods are for!"
Xingtian Dafeng promised from afar, and ten thousand elites from the Great Xia Witch Clan took up the witchcraft and recited complicated incantations. Along with the sound of the spell, black light slowly swayed out from above their heads. Ten thousand witchcraft refined by the witch gods emerged from their bodies, and a strange energy slowly accumulated in the sky. This invisible and colorless energy is so strange. The poisonous sand sprayed by the three black dragons in the sky stirred up one after another when it encountered this invisible force, and was blown far away.
The Nu Heng Dao blocked Jiao Sheng's powerful chop and angrily shouted: "Jicang~~~What do you want to do?"
The muscles in the corners of Jicang's eyes twitched a few times, and he already hated Jiao Sheng to the core. How could things have become so passive if the Horned Saint hadn't exposed these shameful shamans from the lower world to the gods with random attacks? In their plan, this witch formation will have to wait for a while, and the number of dead creatures on the battlefield will increase several times before it can be activated! Only with the help of the formations launched by the flesh, blood and souls of those who died in battle can the maximum power of the witch formation be reached in a short period of time, and the goals that the witch gods want to achieve can be achieved.
If activated at this time, the formation is still complete, but it will take too long to accumulate enough power. But what we need now is time!
"Damn guy!" Jicang yelled angrily, a strange white light flashed in his eyes, and Jiao Sheng's body suddenly froze.
"Bang bang bang bang!" A series of terrible explosions came from Jiao Sheng's body, and blood spurted out of Jiao Sheng's seven orifices. He excitedly and enthusiastically praised: "What a wonderful curse! It can actually control the blood explosion in my body, causing my body to explode! What a pity, my body structure is completely different from yours!" Seven orifices gushed out. Although he was covered in thick plasma, Jiao Sheng didn't care at all. At that moment, he slashed 378,000 knives towards Nu and fired more than 79,000 heavy punches towards Jicang.
The terrifying fist wind and blade surged around, instantly sweeping away a space of a hundred miles in radius. Wherever the wind passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and no one knew how many servants of the Witch God were killed by Yu Jin!
"It's fun, it's fun! Kill! Kill! Destroy! Destroy~" Jiao Sheng roared excitedly.
With the roar of the Horned Saint, the flying dragon knights belonging to the Horned Saint Army howled in unison, and millions of flying dragon knights self-destructed at the same time!
Millions of small suns seemed to appear in the sky with a radius of thousands of miles at the same time. A terrifying heat wave swept around, besieging the sky of these flying dragon knights.?. The army of servants of the Witch God were caught off guard and had no time to dodge. Eighty percent of the army of servants were swept in, leaving no trace of their bodies. In just this moment, nearly ten million dead souls were added to the Tianhen battlefield.
He roared with great anger and corruption: "You madman! Don't you think your subordinates are the same thing?"
With a pious and sacred look on his handsome and evil face, the Horned Saint shouted loudly: "What do you know? Destruction is the ultimate eternity! Destruction! Destruction~~~What are you waiting for?"
"Ouch~~~" As the millions of flying dragon knights rushed out of the sky mark, thousands of huge demon gods laughed wildly and laughed several times. The whole body shot out a bright light that no one could look at, and exploded with a bang.
Why is the self-destruction power of these demon gods ten thousand times different from that of the warriors of the Horned Holy Army? The power of each demon god's self-destruction can wipe a space tens of millions of miles into nothingness. Thousands of demon gods of this level self-destruct at the same time, completely disappearing the space near the sky mark, causing time to be disrupted, and all the rules of the avenue to be broken. The foundation of space, time, and material existence was destroyed. More than a thousand gods and nearly ten thousand witch gods near the explosion point were involved, and all traces of their existence were wiped out.
The crazy self-destruction made the Tianhen battlefield silent. Whether they were gods or wizards, they all stared stiffly at the void shattered by the self-destruction of thousands of demon gods.
The space in heaven is more stable than the human world. The power of thousands of demon gods' self-destruction is firmly bound in a spherical space with a radius of about ten thousand miles. The dark magic energy filled this space and rolled around, and it took a full cup of tea before it slowly dissipated. The space gradually healed itself, and the sky mark appeared again, but it had expanded to a thousand miles wide.
A self-destruction caused heavy losses to both the God and the Witch God. The Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King looked at each other with a look of horror on their faces.
The battlefield was quiet, no one said a word. The style of these extraterrestrial asuras is so chilling. They often self-destruct regardless of their lives. Who can withstand such an enemy?
Whether it¡¯s a god or a witch god, everyone begins to shrink their bodies at the same time. Although the body with a height of more than 10,000 meters has the strongest combat power, the bigger the body is, the greater the impact surface will be, and the less likely it is to save one's life when these Asuras self-destruct. On the contrary, the smaller the body, the greater the density of the body, and the smaller the force-bearing surface, the greater the chance of surviving the terrifying power of self-destruction!
All the gods and wizards have reduced their bodies to the height of normal people. They no longer distinguish between gods and wizards. All the gods stood together and looked at Tianhen with serious faces.
The Emperor of Heaven did not ask why there were so many great witches from the lower world in the Witch God¡¯s camp. The Witch King also seemed to have neglected that he should give an explanation to the Emperor of Heaven on this issue. The two of them gave orders at the same time, and sent people to mobilize all the reserve teams they had left in their respective base camps, and try their best to fight the demon gods.
This time the demon tide broke out, the madness and strength of the demon gods far exceeded the expectations of the Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King, and it was time to reveal some of their trump cards.
If the Emperor of Heaven does not try his best to resist the Demon God, then Heaven is likely to fall.
If the Witch King does not try his best to resist the devil, it would be a big joke if he is killed by the devil before he can use all his preparations.
"Hee hee hee hee hee hee!" Crazy laughter resounded throughout the world. The Horned Saint flew to the top of the black dragon's head and squatted down. He looked down with a smile and said with a smile: "Such a small scene will save you all." Are you scared? The matter is not over yet!"
With the laughter of the Horned Saint, black air emerged from the sky mark, and several men dressed like the Horned Saint walked out slowly.
Jiao Sheng touched his neck gently and shouted softly: "Wu Sheng, Kuang Sheng, Destruction Sheng, Yan Sheng, and Xiao Sheng, are you here?"
No one paid attention to Jiao Sheng. The middle-aged man walking at the front glanced coldly and ruthlessly at the gods and wizards on the battlefield, and shouted with a bit of madness: "This space belongs to us. Just kill yourself. , giving you a chance to become our slaves after reincarnation If the male commits suicide, the female can survive, and we just need a breeding furnace."
The atmosphere on the Tianhen battlefield became extremely depressing. The madness and cruelty of this extraterritorial race are revealed in this short sentence.
The Horned Saint riding on the head of the black dragon sighed faintly: "You are so boring. Suicide? If you commit suicide, is there any fun? You have to kill them with your own hands to have enough pleasure!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiao Sheng suddenly transformed into a black light and shot towards the Emperor of Heaven. This time, he actually struck the Emperor's neck with a knife, and he never played any tricks again. He said with a ferocious smile: "If you want to kill, start with their leader!" The bone knife snatched from Nan Yi's hand was beating and vibrating, vibrating with a flick of his finger.Hundreds of millions of terrifying frequencies tore through the void, bringing up a black lightning that struck in front of the Emperor of Heaven.
The Emperor of Heaven sighed, raised his right hand, and slowly grabbed the black lightning. The movements of the Emperor of Heaven seem to be extremely slow, and every movement is clearly seen in people's eyes, imprinted in the bottom of their hearts, and even directly imprinted into people's souls. This refreshing, clean grasp without making any noise or emitting any weird light grasped the tip of the bone knife with incomparable accuracy.
The sword that was enough to split the earth was held lightly by the Emperor of Heaven on his finger. The Emperor's fingers changed, he made a seal with his fingers, and flicked the blade lightly. The bone knife exploded, and countless innocent souls spurted out from the broken fragments, turning into thick black smoke and entangling all the surrounding creatures. The Emperor of Heaven sighed softly, and the golden light on his body flourished. Countless wronged souls disappeared in the golden light. Suddenly the world became clear and clear. The Emperor of Heaven sneered and pressed a finger on Jiao Sheng's heart.
The Horned Saint screamed strangely, and wildly punched tens of thousands of punches and kicked tens of thousands of kicks at that moment. The heavy blow hit the Emperor of Heaven's finger, but it only made the finger shake slightly. Still, he accurately pressed Jiao Sheng's body with one finger. Countless rays of gentle golden light shot out from the fingertips of the Heavenly Emperor, and shot into the Jiao Sheng's body quickly.
With a sigh, a fierce light flashed in Jiao Sheng's eyes, and his body suddenly turned into a black shadow and floated away. A miserable howl came from the sky, and the huge black dragon suddenly emitted a strong golden light from under every scale on its body. Like a snowman by the fire, the huge body of the black dragon quickly disintegrated and turned into ashes. The blurred plasma sprayed down.
"Hehe!" The Horned Saint showed his true form in the distance, nodded towards the Emperor of Heaven and said: "Use absolute power to defeat all the defenses of this Saint, inject your original power into this Saint's body, and almost destroy the original core of this Saint. You are powerful! Are you their leader?"
The Emperor of Heaven nodded lightly and sighed softly: "You are not weak either. After being blasted into your body by the sun's divine fire, you can actually use a spell to move my divine fire into the body of the mount that is intertwined with your life to avoid disaster. Your puppet spell can only be compared to that of one or two people in the lineage of the Witch God."
After tilting his head and sizing up the Heavenly Emperor for a long time, Jiao Sheng suddenly smiled and said, "You are strong enough and qualified to become a member of our clan. Just surrender to us and you don't have to die."
The Emperor of Heaven was so angry that he burst out laughing. He laughed and said, "This is simply ridiculous. I am the Lord of the Three Realms, how can I surrender to you?"
The Jiao Sheng spread his hands and said helplessly to the middle-aged man who just spoke: "Wu Sheng, they don't appreciate it. It seems that there is no way to recruit puppets here that are willing to be used by us."
Wu Sheng said sadly: "Then, we can only kill them all. I hope the army we prepared this time is large enough to kill them all." Wu Sheng raised his hands and made an extremely unpleasant scream. Howl, and then countless harsh responses immediately sounded in Tianhen.
Jiao Sheng said faintly: "If you don't kill them all this time, we will kill them next time. Now that we have come to this portal, we can't let go of this space! I'm so greedy. How can I say the benefits of this place?" Where are you?" The eyes of several demon gods turned green. Their greed and madness made both the Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King tremble. Jiao Sheng slowly raised his head, and his green eyes instantly turned blood red. He pointed at the Emperor of Heaven and said with a ferocious smile: "I am not your opponent yet. But, you are all destined to die! Can you survive this time? Come down, you will definitely die that time. If you survive next time, then you will still have to die the next time! A few will die at a time, a few at a time, and one day, all of you will be dead."
The sound of heavy footsteps came from within the sky mark.
Within the sky mark that was thousands of miles wide, demon warriors lined up in a thick phalanx of tens of thousands of people marched out neatly. All black armor, all evil ghost masks that even cover their faces, all eyes flashing with a blood-red fierce light. These warriors are all about two feet tall and extremely strong. They are surrounded by an icy aura, which is a ray of death that naturally condenses on the body after killing countless creatures. These warriors are pure killing tools.
A thousand-mile-wide sky mark can form a phalanx of two million people at a time, and subsequent phalanxes are still being formed.
Xia Jie felt his teeth hurt. He hugged Qi Xin tightly and said in a low voice: "It seems that we have to run away this time. Brother, why don't they run away?" He glanced at the man who was sitting there. Xingtian Dafeng, who was silently reciting incantations in the witch formation that was gradually taking shape, could not hide the worry in his eyes.
Tai Yi didn¡¯t know when he walked over to Xia Jie. He secretly pushed a dark wooden sign to Xia Jie and said in a deep voice: "This is the Hidden Witch Order of the Hidden Witch Palace. If I die, you will be the new Hidden Witch Lord of Da Xia. When you return to the world, you will immediately Bring the Hidden Witch Palace to the people??Scarce and desolate places are hidden, waiting for the opportunity to revive witchcraft. "
Xia Jie silently took the wooden sign and looked at Tai Yi deeply. Tai Yi's body was trembling slightly, and he murmured in a low voice: "There are so many people! The weakest soldier in these phalanxes is a true tripod with a strength of more than two tripods. Fighting with such an army? Daxia How can those losers win?" The corners of Xia Jie's mouth twitched a few times. There are more than a thousand demon phalanxes opened in Tianhen! Is this the war on Tianhen battlefield? What qualifications does Daxia's army have to participate in such a battle? The Witch King is not joking and wants to wipe out all the witches in the lower world, right?
However, to be serious, after the armies of the gods, wizards, and demon gods were both defeated, Daxia¡¯s army did have the power to decide everything. However, is the Witch King¡¯s intention really just that? Xia Jie always felt that things were not that simple.
The sound of wings flapping the air came from within the sky mark. The people who flew out of that day's mark followed closely, leaving Xia Jie, Qi Xin, Tai Yi and other great wizards stunned.
"These flapping bat wings and black feathers, flying out of the sky mark in a neat formation, aren't they the vampires and another kind of biological modification made by Hairen? However, these vampires in front of them are much more powerful than those created by the sea people. The aura of each of them is no weaker than Cain, the guy who claims to be the ancestor of the blood race.
"If there are any other monsters, come out together!" Xia Jie sighed quietly, he was completely speechless.
Several jet-black flying dragons slowly flew out from the sky mark surrounded by a group of black clouds.
Standing on the black cloud is a stunning man with long hair, as beautiful as a twenty-eight-year-old virgin.
The man held a purple cylinder in his left hand, and there was a faint trace of light coming from the strange-shaped cylinder. An unsettling aura was emanating from the cylinder.
Jiao Sheng and others knelt on the ground at the same time, shouting respectfully: "I welcome the Lord!"
The stunning man twisted his body like a weak willow in the wind. His beautiful red phoenix eyes lightly swept over the faces of the Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King, and an unusually gorgeous smile bloomed on his face. He sighed in a low voice: "It's not in vain that I have spent tens of thousands of years trying to get to this portal. This is a good place, don't you feel it? In a parallel level of this space, there is an active Where's the breath? This trip is worth it."
Raising his slender jade finger, the man nodded at the Witch King carelessly: "You are so rude, and you are disheveled when you meet this saint. You might as well die!"
An evil energy suddenly emerged around the Witch King, and the screams of countless fierce ghosts shook the bodies of several wizard gods around the Witch King. This man's attack was so evil and invisible that the Witch King had already been attacked by the evil energy without even checking it.
¡°Pfft~~~¡±
The Witch King opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of golden blood, then fell to the sky. Soon, the Witch King was already dying, and he was about to die.
The battle formation between the Gods and the Witch Gods was stirring, and even the Emperor of Heaven beside the Witch King was dumbfounded for a moment.
The man suddenly laughed loudly: "Oh hehehehe! How can it be in vain for this saint to take action? Who can resist the charm of this saint with such a beautiful and extraordinary existence?"
Like a blow to the head, this extremely powerful man's somewhat out-of-mind words shocked all the gods present.
?? Spreading his hands, the man made a cross gesture on the dark clouds. He shouted loudly: "You, inferior creatures who are destined to be destroyed, kneel down and worship in front of the beautiful Flower Saint Although you are so ugly and will eventually be destroyed, the kind Flower Saint will Give you a chance to recycle waste.¡±
After some disgusting self-praise, the Flower Saint said seriously: "The artifact in my hands can transform you into my tribe! This is your honor! Despicable creatures!"
The purple cylinder emits a light that reaches the sky that is hard to look at. A strange wave of energy rolled in the air, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.
Within Tianhen, troops are still pouring out in a steady stream.
Finally, nearly 100,000 metal dolls with a height exceeding 10,000 feet came out with heavy steps. Hundreds of feet of strange flames rolled over the bodies of these metal dolls. Dense and extremely complex runes of various colors flickered in the flames. Powerful murderous aura surged from these dolls, forcing some of the ones at the front to be weaker. The gods and wizards could not help but retreat.
The Emperor of Heaven was stunned. He looked at the ridiculously powerful demon army in front of him and couldn't say a word anymore.
Several great wizards and gods have long since lost their breath.The Witch King slipped to the back, and the Emperor of Heaven was left at the front to face the strange and evil Flower Saint.
The Flower Saint smiled charmingly at the Emperor of Heaven, twisted his waist slightly, and said excitedly: "Surrender, or die in battle? Give me an answer quickly? I can't wait to kill someone." It¡¯s over!¡±
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