The bell seems to be ringing for the end of the battle, and as far as the eye can see, everything is about to end.

Jiutong did not complete his breakthrough because he himself knew that with his current strength, he simply could not complete the final breakthrough.

It is true that his strength is very strong, but it is obviously impossible to break through and reach the legendary level.

"finished?"

Hei Feng looked at everything in front of him, knowing that it was all about to end.

Facing the overwhelming numbers of old antiques coming to kill them, they had no possibility of fighting back. The only solution was to die in battle.

The voice of silence pervades the world.

Kings and monsters from all walks of life looked at this scene without any words.

"Why is this happening? Why do you want to betray your promise?"

Nian Beast finally spoke, his voice trembling, and it was difficult to understand why everyone left.

"This is the essence of the world of immortality."

The Eagle King mobilized two ten-color eagles to continuously attack the Nian beast.

The Nian beast is already struggling to hold on.

The twelve gods will turn into Nian beasts for a limited time. Under such constant impact, the Nian beast disappears with a buzzing sound, and the twelve gods will return to their original appearance.

The twelve divine generals are like living gods, exuding a powerful aura.

"In the end, what you and I see is still interests, so the promises and the so-called oaths are just forced compromises. As puppets, you don't understand the reason, and you are forgiven."

The Eagle Emperor was very excited.

This feeling of killing a genius made him extremely happy and relaxed physically and mentally.

He activated the ten-color divine eagle, which came in a blink of an eye and rushed towards where the twelve divine generals were.

"snort!"

When Weiyang saw this, he snorted coldly.

"Become a peerless killing formation of twelve divine generals!" Youwei Yang commanded, and the twelve divine generals immediately activated the method.

Buzz!

Centered around the Twelve Gods, a terrifying hurricane raged on the scene.

In the blink of an eye, this terrifying hurricane surrounded all the old antiques.

Rumble…

Thunder roared and flames burned the sky.

The Twelve Divine Generals are the strongest troops under Zheng Tuo, and their ultimate move is not just the Fusion Nian Beast.

The terror of these twelve divine generals' peerless killing array must be beyond everyone's imagination.

Click...

There was a catastrophic thunderstorm coming, killing the ten-color eagle.

"Too slow, too slow, too slow..."

The Eagle Emperor laughed loudly, and in the blink of an eye he was about to escape the thunderbolt of the Heavenly Tribulation.

But the next second.

Wow…

There was the sound of clear water freezing.

I don’t know when.

The air around the Ten-Colored Condor dropped to freezing point, and it was actually frozen into the void for a breath.

One breath was enough for the thunder of heavenly calamity to descend and strike hard on his body.

Boom...

The terrifying thunder of heavenly tribulation, just like a catastrophe in the world, came, and one of the wings of the ten-color condor was cut off on the spot, and it fell down.

"kill!"

Above the ground, there were thousands of killing sounds.

If you look carefully, you will see that there are actually three thousand Immortal Killing Army.

They were wearing black armor, holding spears, and threw them suddenly.

These spears all have the power to annihilate the soul.

One spear may not be able to cause damage to the Ten-Colored Condor, but three thousand spears would be so lethal.

Swish, brush, brush...

Three thousand spears were uniformly arranged, and in the blink of an eye they turned into one, brushing...

Pass through the ten-color condor in an instant.

The huge body of the Ten-Colored Condor suddenly trembled and fell on the spot.

"What a strong army!"

When an old antique saw this, he couldn't help but speak out.

The tyrannical methods and perfect coordination of the twelve divine generals and the three thousand immortal-killing armies made Lao Guqian couldn't help but marvel.

Perfect, perfect, just don't be too perfect.

"This faceless subordinate really has many ruthless characters!"

"Seven Great Saints, Twelve Divine Generals, and Three Thousand Immortal Killing Army. Any one of these three legions is truly peerless."

"A legend is a legend. Even if it is no longer there, its own legend will still shine like the divine sun, making you and I look up to it."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see how tyrannical Zheng Tuo's three legions are.

It is easy to kill the ten-color condor. You must know that these ten-color condor are composed of ten ancient Tao bodies, and their lethality is extremely terrifying.

Being killed so easily shows the terror of the Twelve Divine Generals and the three thousand Immortal Killing Army.

"kill!"

In the peerless killing formation of the Twelve God Generals, the storm was huge and rolling, enveloping hundreds of ancient Taoist bodies, and started killing.

The twelve divine generals all transformed into their true bodies.

Zishu opened his mouth and spewed out purple air to the east, turning it into a maze and wrapping all the antiques in it.

The Ugly Ox activates the ten-colored tribulation thunder and controls the attack, and its lethality is extremely terrifying.

Yin Hu's eyes are ferocious, and his roar shakes the sky. In a battle of this level, the Pure Body Cultivator can be called a peerless killer.

Maotu's eyes radiated strangely, and he transformed into a moon god and descended into the field. Wherever he passed, the old antique Taoist body was actually controlled, which made people extremely shocked. Why is he so powerful?

Chen dragon, Si snake, Wu horse, Wei sheep, Shen monkey, You rooster, Xu dog, Hai pig...

The remaining divine generals used their own magical powers to fight against the old antique army.

The head-on fight between the two legions shook the heavens and the earth, shocking everyone.

Especially the kings of all walks of life who have just withdrawn from the battlefield, as well as all the top monsters.

They thought they were strong enough to survive the siege of four, five, or even six or seven old antiques.

But now, they saw something.

The peerless killing formation composed of twelve divine generals and three thousand immortal-killing armies actually...hunted the old antique army.

correct.

It's hunting.

The old antiques gathered their Tao bodies one by one from above the void and could feel their tension when they joined the battle.

"Could it be that...you and I can't even compare to the Twelve Divine Generals?"

Some people are trapped in self-doubt. Such words sound full of frustration.

"But... aren't the Twelve God Generals puppets? They are just puppets. Why are they so powerful?"

People don't understand why.

"Perhaps all of this is related to the legendary Faceless."

People looked at the peerless killing formation of the Twelve God Generals at this moment, and thought of Wu Mian, the legend in the world of immortality.

"It's just a struggle that doesn't matter after all!"

Master Gui shook his head, not panicking at all about this situation.

"I have to admit that these twelve god generals and the three thousand immortal-killing armies can overwhelm everything among the kings. Even if all the kings present attack together, they will probably be slaughtered."

The goddess speaks like this, showing great respect for the strong.
To be continued...