Liqiu Chuiyun Basin, this place no longer belongs to Liqiu.

The five overlords gathered their forces into one force and captured this place at a certain stage of the war, bringing a more intense rhythm to the war.

I don't know when, there were not many chatting words on this battlefield anymore. Everyone adjusted their state in silence, ready to kill the enemy or be killed at any time.

However, today's battle seems different from before, and the sky is particularly gloomy.

The smell of blood quickly choked all the monks on both sides, and they were a little overwhelmed.

"What's going on? The smell of blood couldn't have caused such a situation in the past."

The monks who have survived until now are not simple people. When they found something wrong, they had already blocked their sense of smell as soon as possible. There must be something wrong with this blood. No matter which side is responsible, it will be a disaster for them.

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Unfortunately, the extremely cautious low-level monks were still too powerless in the face of absolute power.

The sky was suppressed.

Countless monks were shattered, and the power of space brought them to a desperate situation when they couldn't even see it.

However, is Liqiu's great effort just to deal with these low-level monks? It's obviously impossible. The power of the Xu Hao realm is the decisive factor in the battle.

In the void space, more than a dozen powerful men faced each other. Four of them from Liqiu formed a formation, and they guarded a group of divine soldiers in the center.

On the opposite side, the great powers of the five forces were blocked by layers of gray space barriers. As the space pressed down layer by layer, the faces of the imprisoned great powers became a little ugly.

In the barrier, Zi Shanhe and others kept opening and closing their mouths. Although the barrier blocked the sound, you could tell by the angry expressions on their faces that what they said was not good.

"Go on, kill them." In the darkness, Xi Bian's face was cold, and the mood swings in his eyes were obvious.

The space is falling on the heads of several people layer by layer, and the means that can trap many powerful people will naturally not be without cost.

Each layer of space represents the death of countless mortals in far away places.

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There are five major mortal areas in the Yun Cang Domain. Now, in the westernmost mortal domain, tens of thousands of monks with indifferent expressions are guarding a large number of mortals.

"The sect has sent a message, the next batch should hurry up." The leader, Zifujing, closed his eyes and then opened them again, repeating the order he started a few days ago.

He shouted many times, and every time, hundreds of thousands of people disappeared in front of him, and their blood flowed into the huge vessel.

The trace of struggle in his eyes disappeared after opening his eyes. The tens of thousands of people below can be kind, but he cannot.

Once he gives an order a little late, the sect will be in a desperate situation, and then he will be Liqiu's sinner.

"Continue." The cold voice recalled once again that tens of thousands of talismans disappeared, and a terrifying number of mortals fell at the same time.

There was only fear and despair in their eyes. When they came here on the first day, they were overjoyed, but on the second and third days, they were frightened by the butcher's knife of these demons who never showed mercy.

He kept praying in his heart that a righteous man would come to rescue him, but in the end, all he saw was an ever-expanding altar.

"What kind of fairy sect are you? One day, you will disappear." After struggling to no avail, countless curses gathered together, but what they didn't expect was that the people in Liqiu had already closed their hearing, and their final anger

Howl did a useless job.

"How much?" Beside the huge altar, a Liqiu disciple asked with a trembling voice, but the person next to him didn't give him a definite answer.

"I don't know, maybe it's already hundreds of millions."

Around the altar, thousands of monks stood guarding this plan that had been carefully planned for decades. No one could answer that question because they never dared to count.

"If we do this, we will be punished by God."

"Is it God's punishment? We have no choice but to die. Do you think the overlords of the six directions will be punished by God? No, if they swallow us, they will only be stronger and their inheritance will be longer."

"We monks are fighting for our lives from the sky, sacrificing these mortals to protect the sect, it is so cost-effective in comparison."

Someone said softly, not only for others, but also to make excuses for themselves.

As a result, many modifications who didn't know how to answer the question raised their heads and looked at the sky.

There, there is a layer of transparent shadow covering it.

That is a space called Qun Kong.

As its name suggests, Qun Kong has been controlled by Li Qiu for tens of thousands of years, so he naturally knows the magic of this magical weapon.

Qun Kong is naturally composed of many dimensions of space, and is never a single magic weapon.

It cannot see the ontology, because the ontology of space is the ubiquitous space.

This is also the reason why Xi Bian and others can suppress those powerful forces with the help of layers of space. It is not space, but a part of the divine weapon. When those spaces are affected by the sky, they become part of the divine weapon.

Naturally, it is not easy to escape from a magical weapon to ban a powerful person, so Li Qiu dared to make plans for this year.

As for the cost of using such a group of sky, everyone has seen it, filling the space with blood, peeling it off with divine weapons, and then appearing on the other side of Liqiu across an extremely long distance.

"Kill mortals wantonly, you Liqiu will be destroyed regardless of victory or defeat." In the confinement of the space, there was a powerful man who couldn't stand it any longer and pointed at Xi Bian's nose.

It became more and more difficult for them to breathe. This was not just air, they were breathing life, the life of the forbidden space.

Originally they didn't have to worry about this, space was everywhere, but Li Qiu used means to isolate it from the surroundings, and the vitality within it was limited.

Coupled with the consumption of these people, when their vitality finally disappears, they will be at their weakest.

Li Qiu wanted them to be imprisoned here despite carrying such a big crime, so no one would believe him if there was no other back-up, and this was what they were most anxious about.

"Purple Palace Master, where is your meteorite? Use the magic weapon to break the ban here." Everyone looked at Zishanhe. The meteorite magic weapon was very strong and was the only force brought to resist the sky. They were still able to resist the last outcome.

It's vivid in their minds, so they don't have the confidence to go crazy because of this.

If the divine soldiers take action again, Liqiu's method will inevitably fail.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Zi Shanhe shook his head and said, "You are thinking too simply. If it is really possible, how could Zi just watch himself being trapped?"

Then his tone was a little low, "In the Yun Cang Territory, there was once only one divine weapon in Liqiu called Qun Kong, but it was able to sit firmly in the uncrowned position. It's not without reason."

Zi Shanhe smiled bitterly, his meteor was unparalleled in terms of large-scale attacks, but its single-target damage was insufficient.

"Don't worry, I'm afraid Li Qiu's target is not on us." Suddenly, the powerful man from the Night Soul Palace spoke again, his expression much calmer than before.

ps: The remaining chapter must be in the evening. I have been busy until now and I have no time to write this chapter (it is now 06:06 in the morning). My eyes are squinted.

I haven’t closed my eyes for 23 hours. Hey, I’ll make up for it twice as time passes. Please forgive me, readers.
Chapter completed!