Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

He beat the dog in the water and sent Coke in the snow.

At this moment, the Torrent Flag did not have the conscious awareness of being the treasure, nor did it have the idea of ​​jealousy of one's own face-to-face identity.

It's laughing!

Laughing wildly.

The tip of the gun was aimed straight at the Dead Soul Near Saint, and kept stabbing at the other party again and again.

It was extremely fast. With Li Su's blessing, the gun was shining with amazing light. Time was regressing. Although it was far less amazing than when it broke out outside before, it was still extremely terrifying.

But in just a moment, the Death Soul's Neighbor Saint had been stabbed dozens of times by it, leaving more than a dozen holes as big as tennis balls on its body.

My head was pierced by the torch flag, and the milky white brain was mixed with bright red blood, which kept flowing out.

This is not a simple shot, there is also the ultimate power of fire. One hole after another is burning, and white smoke, black smoke, and a barbecue smell and burnt smell are constantly flowing out of it.

At this moment, the face of the Dead Soul is ugly, distorted and terrifying.

There is no way, after all, my mind has been penetrated, and it would probably be nice if anyone else had it.

It is encouraging and resisting, and constantly retreating, and not even able to speak.

It was suppressed too fiercely when it lost its third source. On this battlefield, it could not exert its due strength at all.

Back, back, keep back.

Faced with the pursuit of the torch flag, the Dead Soul Close Saint just retreated again and again, constantly opening up the distance.

Unfortunately, although he worked hard enough and his realm was too limited, he was still unable to turn things around.

The thighs were cut off, the arms were swept off, and the head was shattered inch by the bombardment of the torch flag.

Even if the eternal light and the immortal power are bursting, the repair is still not as good as destruction. The body of the Dead Soul's near-saint was gradually wiped out by the torch flag and burned.

In less than two minutes, as the torch flag bombarded the opponent's body again, the Dead Soul Near Saint was directly shattered.

Not just the Dead Soul is close to the Saint.

With the return of the third origin, the three major origins resonate and the battlefield was completely reversed.

A large number of ghosts appeared, and they strangled the Dead Soul Clan in all directions, and the battle situation was completely reversed.

A large number of dead souls were quickly killed and sent back directly.

Not long after, the momentum of the Dead Souls clan completely collapsed and could no longer resist effectively. One stronghold was quickly cleared, and a large number of fortresses were directly recaptured. The Tenth Hall of Yama, the Five-Term Imperial Palace, and the Dongyue Imperial Palace were completely recaptured one after another.

It directly staged what it means to be defeated like a mountain. In just one hour, the Dead Soul lost tens of millions of square kilometers and was pushed to the edge of the corner.

The balance of the battlefield was completely tilted, and the hundreds of thousands of years of plan of the Dead Souls clan was completely bankrupt.

Facing this scene, the Dead Soul Prince's face turned pale, and Dead Soul Daluo was lost. As for the elder brother of the Heishan Sect, Yushan looked like a dead person.

Failed?

The dead soul side with the close holy was defeated?

At this moment, his whole body was trembling and he couldn't help but tremble.

Damn it, damn it.

Waste, all are fucking waste.

If you have a near saint and Daluo, you actually lose. What if you are not a waste?

Yushan couldn't help but scold in his heart, and he couldn't help but hate him.

The Heishan Cult has invested a lot of effort to this plan, not only took out the hidden more than 2,000 Taiyi, but also paid huge supplies as a price before this.

As a result, it was all gone.

He could already imagine the face of the ancestor and his own ending.

How can he not panic when this result is done?

However, at this moment, no one paid attention to him. The Dead Soul Prince around him was far more uncomfortable than him, and he was even more distraught. He even had no intention of paying attention to the development of the battle situation.

*******

"Win?"

On the southeast front, several disciples of several families looked stunned.

You should know that the battle was obviously extremely tragic not long ago. It was just an offensive and defensive battle on a dragon corpse that had exhausted them. They couldn't help but start to doubt whether this battle really had a role.

After all, whether it is a dead soul or a ghost soul, there are too many monks on the Taiyi level.

In such a battle, there were not enough 200 people on my side. Even if the Jie Sect performed the most, what about it?

If they put the number of fighting on the entire battlefield, it will still be just a drop in the bucket.

Undoubtedly, this has given them a huge blow. Because of their own strength, their invincibility in the mythological world, their mentality has once risen.

After all, the ancient times are too far away and there is no real experience. Even if the description is so brilliant, in their eyes, they are just mere records and there is not much realism.

Now this battle has completely awakened them and realized their own insignificance.

On such a battlefield, Taiyi is not important at all. If he doesn't become a Daluo, what if he is the Fifteen Fire Heavenly Prodigal? It's just cannon fodder.

That's right, cannon fodder!

Faced with the ancient underworld with tens of millions of Taiyi, these people said that the icing on the cake is a compliment.

If they did not rely on the mechanism to cause huge damage to the dead souls on the battlefield, if it were outside, it would be a completely different matter.

*******

He actually won.

At this moment, Hei Bai Wuchang was also a little stunned. Although he had imagined a lot, such results only existed in his imagination, and he actually didn't dare to think so.

After all, the Dead Soul side has too much advantage.

Moreover, there are actually traitors on the side of the new people. It can be said that in addition to geography, the time and people are on the side of the dead soul, and even the geography is gradually tilting towards the other side.

As a result, everything was reversed by a person, a mere Taiyi.

However, thinking of the strength shown by the other party and the treasures it possessed, Xie Bi'an couldn't help but take a breath for a moment.

While excited... I always feel a little disgusting.

Inexplicably, I couldn't help but want to sympathize with the Dead Soul's Near Saint. For this day, the other party prepared for how long and waited for how long, but everything was broken by someone who came to the underworld for less than half a year.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! If this is a saint, I guess the other party will feel better.

Just Taiyi, I can’t accept this kind of horse-drawn physiologically. What kind of psychological shadow does it have to form?

At least, if it were him, he would definitely not be able to stand it and would be depressed.

But no matter what, just win, that's fine!

This way, I was completely relieved. Although what would happen next was a bit bad, and welcoming the Lord of the Underworld with the lowest level in history, it was much better than the Dead Soul entering the Underworld.

As an existence born and raised in the underworld, the defender of order really cannot accept that the underworld becomes an anti-order alien nest.

"Let's go!"

Xie Bi'an glanced at Fan Wushe, "Prepare to welcome the new Fengdu Emperor."

The three-grade upper, middle and lower grades are both mastered and have the merit of repelling the invasion of the dead soul. There is no doubt that this little guy named Li Su has indeed met all the conditions to enter Fengdu.

His Yin position is enough to be promoted to the first-class level.

"Um!"

Fan Wushe nodded.

The four of them jumped up and headed directly towards the direction where the Fengdu Emperor Palace was.

Now that the Dead Soul has many thoughts and thoughts, he can only give up. If he loses his original source, he has no chance of entering Fengdu.

It is not only a problem that the difficulty of reinfection is increased, but also a problem that takes a lot of time.

They also have to face the problem that Feng has the Lord.

And this is undoubtedly the most terrifying place. Once there is a master in Fengdu, it will not be passively defending like before, but can launch active attacks.

If the Emperor of Fengdu was still there, the dead soul would not have any possibility of invading the underworld, and there was no trace of it.

*******

At this moment, Fengdu Emperor Palace.

Li Su was still there, and his secret text was still being cast and forged. As long as the process was not over, he naturally couldn't move.

Before, the Torrent Flag went out to beat people, but he left him here and went out by himself.

Faced with this result, Li Su could only say that he was very distressed.

If it weren't for the original energy, it would cover him and wrap him in it. He would definitely protest against the behavior of the torch flag.

However, at this moment he did not have time to think about those things, but looked at the treasure that appeared in front of him with an unexpected look on his face.
To be continued...