The entire Miao territory was shrouded in a thick poisonous fog, flooding every area and affecting all members of the Tantric Sect. The most severe cases involved self-mutilation until death.
Facing the all-out attack of the four great guards, the four great Buddhas died in battle one after another and withdrew from the stage of history in the most tragic way. They were once famous and trembling inside and outside China, but now they all fell in just half a year. But at this last moment, none of the four Buddhas died in vain. They used their final madness to kill one of the guards and severely injured the other three.
Facing the attacks of a human emperor, a humanoid emperor, and four quasi-emperors, the achievements of Shura and the other seven Buddhas were brilliant enough to illuminate their path to hell.
Because of the effect of the injection, the three surviving guards could not feel pain, but the rapid loss of blood and broken limbs were seriously reducing their threat. Granny Hei interrupted their plan to jointly encircle and suppress the other quasi-emperors, so there were big twists and turns. Granny Hei was hateful and angry, but it was of no use. She could only lead them, who were scarred, to search for traces of the Tantric quasi-emperors as soon as possible. The three of them exerted their fighting power as much as possible before losing their medicinal properties.
The three quasi-emperors realized Granny Hei¡¯s sinister intentions and tried to evacuate. However, because the drug affected their consciousness and there was a melee battlefield all around, they had no way to escape and could only bite the bullet and continue fighting.
In terms of Tantric Buddhism, Wu Yunhao and other sharp-edged troops' full-out sudden attack brought extremely heavy trauma to the Miao people. Many medicine men, poison warriors and rattan warriors suffered devastating blows. After twenty years of hiding and twenty years of hard training, although they failed to finally break through the barrier of the Emperor, no one could underestimate their strength. Although the poisonous mist had a great impact, they could not use 70% of their strength. , but they have clung to their will to die and have never thought about leaving Miao territory alive. Under the influence of this emotion, each of them is crazier than a wolf. I am afraid that even if Chen Hu and others from Tianmen come over, they will be killed. I was shocked by the ferocity of these old guys.
Both Tantric and Miaojiang have tried their best to stimulate their potential to a super level. In the entanglement and fight between life and death, the number of casualties has skyrocketed. In just half an hour, more than 7,000 of the 15,000 Tantric gang members who came in were killed or lost, leaving only 8,000 people on the verge of madness and loss of control, continuing to show their blood evil. Miao Jiang also suffered heavy casualties, with only five thousand capable of fighting, and the rest were all killed by the madness of the Tantric Sect.
Eight thousand versus five thousand, there seems to be a gap in the number of people between the two sides. However, as the fog fully fills up, the Miao border's advantage will be greatly increased. On the contrary, the Tantric sect will be restricted everywhere, and one will wax and wane. This seems to be a huge advantage of three thousand people. , it¡¯s actually not that difficult.
Especially when Granny Hei and others had their hands free and began to hunt Wu Yunhao and other leading figures in various areas, this so-called 'gap' seemed even more insignificant.
For Tantric Buddhism to achieve its goal of annihilating the Miao territory, it is far from being as simple as imagined! If Miaojiang wants to truly resist the Tantric attack, it must pay a more painful price.
In this situation, both sides need to make a breakthrough. Whoever can be faster and more determined will be able to break his passivity.
Now it seems that the most critical battlefields lie in three places - water torture, white rouge, and the left and right judges of hell.
"I really have to say sorry. I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on until we are poisoned to death. Old thief of waterboarding, prepare to die!" Qiu Wentian fired in a flash, and a scarlet blood line followed. It was the angry roar of waterboarding.
"Old water torture thief, you are much weaker than I expected!" The old living Buddha attacked violently. The terrifying offensive was like a roaring sea with war intent, and like a torrential flood. With the help of Qian Wentian, he fought to the death Waterboarding was suppressed.
The old living Buddha and Qi Wentian were equally scarred, but they were far better than waterboarding!
The water torture screamed repeatedly, violently and madly, maybe because of the oppression of the situation, or maybe the stimulation of the poison, the water torture became crazy and unbridled, and the skinny and short body burst out with a terrifying and terrifying combat power.
The three existences that surpassed the Human Emperor were endlessly swaying on this battlefield of life and death. It was foggy and there were afterimages. No one could see their traces clearly, but without exception, all the eyes that paid attention to this place were shaking. Sisi was frightened.
The old living Buddha and Qian Wentian were increasingly affected by the poisonous mist, but the trauma they suffered from waterboarding also increased until they were on the verge of collapse!
"It's over!!" Deep in the mist, the rioting aura suddenly vibrated, and with an almost sharp roar, everything returned to silence.
Old Living Buddha, Prisoner Wentian, and Water Torture, the three great emperors are separated in three directions, with their backs facing each other!
"Twenty-one years of grievances have finally come to an understanding today. Old water torture thief, I admire you, but you have to die!" Qian Wentian's cold voice rang out in the mist.?? is the sonata of the dead souls, conveying a hint of coldness.
Water Torture's old body swayed a few times. He tried to stabilize but fell to his knees. A shocking wound appeared in his throat and chest. Blood rolled down, ruthlessly sucking the life breath from his body: "You can kill me, They can kill thousands of Miao people, they can kill the saints of Miao territory, but they can never destroy our Miao lineage, just like the 18 sects of the three realms and five frontiers back then, just like the comeback of Skynet. The old living Buddha, the prisoner Wentian, the general trend of the world is taking turns. In this life, your Tantric Sect has won. In the next game, our Miao Territory will definitely rise!"
The old living Buddha adjusted his clothes slightly, and his voice was as cold as ice: "It's a pity that you won't be able to see that day."
"It's a pity that when you are dying, you still fail to understand that the ultimate winner of China's overall situation is Tianmen! It's not our prompting, but his own efforts. With him here, China can be stable It's okay." After Qiu Wentian said this, he slowly closed his eyes, swayed slightly, and lay down on the cold stone platform. There was a wound more than 20 centimeters long between the chest and throat, and black blood slowly overflowed.
Fatal wounds mixed with deadly poison.
" Tianmen maybe I should meet him in advance. He is an old living Buddha and has martial arts attainments. You and I are equally equal. What makes you better is that you got a piece of beautiful jade! In the next life you and I will continue to be enemies!" Whispering, the breath of life finally dispersed.
"You should have met him a long time ago. That is the greatest pride in my life." The old living Buddha's expression remained indifferent, and he slowly disappeared into the deepest part of the mist: "Wentian, walk slowly on the road, I will be here soon."
A peak martial arts competition ended at this moment. Prison Wentian and Water Torture, two great Chinese emperors fell, and the old living Buddha was seriously injured, but his power was still the same. His escape would inevitably bring unimaginable reversal to the entire battlefield!
The battlefield where the Hell Judge is located!
Faced with the violent attack of Long Kun, the second strongest man in Buddhism, Huo Yan, who was already scarred, could not hold on. He destroyed Long Kun's left arm and broke one of his ribs. He had no choice but to separate his body and head, and was pinched alive by Long Kun. The back of the neck was broken and torn off roughly.
"Fire flames!!" Qing Ming roared sadly, and the attack doubled under the emotional impact. The intensive attack was reduced to simplicity, and it was deeply imprinted on Long Peng's chest, causing him to vomit blood and fly backwards.
"Tang Zhong's debt has been settled for the time being, and there is also the debt of our living Buddha, Qing Ming, continue!" Long Kun and Long Peng looked at each other, wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, and struck again.
"Fuck you all to death!!" Qing Ming was completely enraged, like a mad wolf brazenly facing the desperate offensive from the two giants of Buddhism. At ordinary times, Qing Ming is indifferent and calm, like an eternal fantasy, but he is in the Miao territory and is known as a judge. His viciousness and bloody madness are the best in the Miao territory.
The calmer you usually are, the more terrifying it is when it breaks out.
Three peak warriors similar to the Tai Huang burst out with endless fighting power in their respective bloody emotions.
You die or I die? The peak martial arts showdown turned into a barbaric and bloody fight. With everyone seriously injured and all bloody and crazy, the grim smile of death was always in their ears.
In just two minutes, Long Kun, who was seriously injured, was hit in the broken ribs again by the violent Qing Ming. The violent force impact caused the ribs to shatter and penetrate into his heart.
Fall!
The dying counterattack hit Qing Ming on the forehead, and the sharp fingertips almost dug out his left eyeball. At the same time, Long Peng's furious blow hit the back of Qing Ming's neck, and his fingertips carved a 40-centimeter hideous wound from his cervical vertebra to his side.
Qing Ming¡¯s left eye was broken, his back was seriously injured, and he roared like a demon. Long Peng went completely crazy because of Long Kun's death, and fought desperately with roars and rage. In the end
Two powerful men similar to the Emperor died tragically at the same time.
"Is this the sorrow of war or the sorrow of love? The tragedy and tragedy here have affected all the nearby Mimiao gang members.
Tragedies were staged on all battlefields, and roars filled every corner. Stimulated by poisons and in bloody battles, the quasi-emperors and human emperors who had once been powerful in the world fell one after another in more brutal battles of the same level.
No matter how wonderful they were in the past or how crazy they are now, in the abyss filled with death, no one can escape the fate of being swallowed up.
Bad luck? Maybe they don't care! Just for the final battle to be brilliant enough!
The holy land of Miao territory has become an abyss of killing.