The Witch King held the head of a monster and crushed it with one palm. This monster looked like a rhinoceros, but was more than a thousand times larger. It was covered with a thick carapace made of a material similar to that of a beetle. The monster was dragging it along.
The body with the head missing was knocked around for a while, and it fell heavily to the ground for a while. Then the monster's body exploded with a bang, blowing away more than a dozen of the servants of the Witch God. These servants of the Witch God were of low cultivation.
The black air wave produced by the explosion was swept away, and it was completely destroyed on the spot.
In a large tent in the Witch God Camp, Xia Jie was secretly handing several peach puppets to Xingtian Dafeng and the others.
"Brother, when it's your turn to play, just use this thing to replace your real body."
Xingtian Dafeng glanced at Xia Jie in surprise, frowned, and muttered in a low voice: "What is this?"
Xingtian Xuanzhi did not hesitate to follow Xia Jie's instructions and bit his fingertips, forcing out a drop of blood and dripping it on the puppet. He said lightly: "Brother, don't be wordy. I didn't know what was going on when I was in the lower world.
Joints, let’s just practice this formation stupidly. When we get to the heaven, look at the servants of the wizard gods, ranging from more than a hundred to as few as ten, all of whom are powerful men with a true cauldron rank of seven cauldrons or above. Could it be that
With such strength, why can't you find 10,000 people to arrange this formation? Are you going to take the risk and send the magic weapon to the human world?"
Xingtian Dafeng suddenly woke up. He slapped his forehead and whispered: "If you don't tell me, I haven't thought of this yet. Humph, in order to promote ten thousand of us to the peak of the True Jiuding in just a few years, they
How much energy did you spend? The black jade talisman that flowed out from the palace and was allocated to us for practice. How can it be that the abundant chaotic energy in it is cheap?"
Patting Xing Tian Dafeng's shoulder heavily, Xia Jie whispered: "Brothers, you know it in your heart. The eldest brother also went to tell the family leader that when the war starts, all members of Xing Tian's family should stay back as much as possible."
Xia Jie is now certain of one thing. In matters that allow people like Taoist Tongtian to intervene, no matter good or bad, it is more appropriate to retreat to the back first. Taoist Tongtian can be so cautious in lending all the Four Swords of Zhu Xian to him.
Even if I use it myself, it won't get any better.
Qi Xin gave Xing Tian Dafeng and the others a dark, poorly-looking Wu Dan, and said coldly: "'Jie Dan', as long as the soul does not collapse, it can save lives."
Xing Tian Dafeng blinked his eyes and wanted to ask Qi Xin for a few more pills. Qi Xin saw the weird look in his eyes as he winked at Xia Jie, and couldn't help but frowned, shook his head and said, "I only have nine pills, what else do you want?"
How much does it cost?”
"Well, well." Xia Jie coughed hard at the side.
Qixin's little face twitched, and she grabbed five or six handfuls of dark fruits from her sleeves with great distress, and threw them randomly to Xingtian Dafeng. Xia Jie then said with a smile: "This is the immortal tree where the Emperor of Heaven hides his secrets.
Even if there is only one breath of fruit left, I can still save it if I think about it. Taking it like this is indeed a waste. Unfortunately, there is no time to refine them into elixirs."
Xingtian Dafeng and Xingtian Xuanzhi also sighed when they heard this, but they divided the immortal fruit with their hands extremely quickly. Xingtian Xuanzhi put the fruit into the skin bag on his waist and murmured: "You can say that, what is waste? Can it be?
A life-saving elixir is a good medicine. No wonder Qi Xin feels distressed. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to part with it." Just hearing the name of the fruit of the Immortal Tree made Xingtian Xuanzhi and the others very satisfied.
Holding her head high, the extremely arrogant Xiang Liurou slowly walked over from the other end of the tent. After bypassing a stone couch where the witch god usually sat and rested, Xiang Liurou walked to Xia Jie's side, arrogantly
He provocatively said: "Boss Xingtian, do you have the guts to make a bet with me this time? With all the taxes of one of the thirty-six states in the sea area that each of us owns for a hundred years, bet on which of us can kill more gods?"
"Ha ha ha!"
Xiang Liu Laoliu, we have been fighting for so many years. Let’s not talk about bets. If you can survive, let’s talk about other things. Be smart and don’t rush to the front and die.”
Xiang Liurou was stunned, looking at the dark fruit the size of a thumb in his hand, wondering what it was. However, he glanced at Qi Xin treacherously, and saw Qi Xin's distressed expression and her anger.
With his eyes wide open, he immediately grasped the unknown fruit tightly, nodded to Xing Tian Dafeng and the others, then turned around and left.
Qi Xin opened her fingers, wanting to snatch back the immortality fruit from Xiang Liurou. But considering Xia Jie's face, Qi Xin forcibly suppressed her impulse. However, the corners of her eyes twitched.
The convulsions were severe, and the deep reluctance and distress made the Xingtian Dafeng brothers on the side hurriedly cover their pockets and ran away.
Walking to the entrance of the huge tent and looking into the distance, the Witch King led more than a hundred capable wizard gods and were beating back the enemies rushing out of the sky mark. The black energy rushing out of the sky mark became increasingly dense.
The sky mark has expanded to more than ten miles wide, and there are countless huge figures wearing full body armor shaking faintly in the sky mark. However, these people seem to be arranging their team and preparing to rush out in one go, so they appear intermittently.
They are all small teams composed of thousands of people and thousands of monsters. This fragile force naturally does not pose any threat to the Witch King and the others.
Heavy footsteps sounded, and a dark shadow covered Xia Jie. Xia Jie raised his head and saw the witch god named Jicang walking over. Jicang squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Jie for a while, and said in a low voice: "Wait a minute.
After the witchcraft formation is set up, you can go out and do whatever you want... Disciple of Master Tongtian, I think it is better for you and your little wife to hide behind." Jicang frowned and said helplessly.
: "If you are killed, it will be a big trouble for us."
Xia Jie nodded, then shook his head. He smiled and said: "If I die, Master will not trouble you." He looked in the direction of Tian Hen. If he was really killed, he would be the unlucky one.
Could it be those people called Asuras on the other side of the sky mark? After laughing a few times, Xia Jie asked Jicang: "Didn't someone send someone to check the Tianzhen Tower?"
Jicang suddenly felt a little worried. He frowned and said: "There is no chance to send people down. God's patrols are everywhere, and I don't know if they heard any bad news. Although Jianmu's magical power hid it from the God.
Note, but because of this, our perception of the Tianzhen Tower has also been cut off."
Shaking his head, Jicang suddenly laughed: "It doesn't matter. The witch formations in the Tianzhen Tower are just making final desperate preparations. The situation is definitely not that bad. As long as we annihilate the lineage of the gods, we will take care of everything you have."
Those man-made monsters I mentioned are very easy to do."
Xia Jie was so angry that he almost scolded his mother. He was just making final desperate preparations? The situation was definitely not that bad? It sounds easy to say this, but in order to build this Sky-Suppressing Tower, what kind of harm did the people of Daxia suffer?
He looked at Jicang's big face and said nothing for a long time.
Stretching out his finger and lightly flicking Xia Jie's shoulder to show friendship, Jicang stood up and walked into the tent, asking in a rumble voice: "Where is King Lugui? The ten thousand great witches you have prepared can...
Get ready. When those extraterrestrial demons rush over and exceed 100,000 people, the Witch King will lead them to the god's camp. Then you can prepare to launch the witch formation."
Lu Gui asked in surprise: "Didn't you lure the gods to the sky and then activate them?"
Jicang laughed loudly: "When you are ready, you will naturally attract them. They don't know what kind of news they have received, and all the gods have retreated more than ten thousand miles, so the plan has to change."
Before Lu Gui could question himself, Jicang's eyes already flashed with intense water. He shouted sternly: "Does your Majesty not believe what I, Jicang, say? Could it be that I, Jicang, would still lie to you?"
Lu Gui spread his hands, indicating that he had no such intention. He turned around and ordered Xing Tiane and many other heads of the Wu family to quickly organize their troops. Then he raised his head and asked, "What about my Daxia army?"
Jicang smiled, nodded lightly and said with satisfaction: "Daxia's army is always on call. When needed, they can naturally join the battlefield." He also gently flicked Lu Gui's shoulder, gently
He said: "Your Majesty and all the ministers of Great Xia, you can go to the army to prepare." Hundreds of witch gods who were tens of feet tall and had just reached the first-level heavenly realm slowly walked in, facing Lugui and the others, and forced themselves out.
gentle smile.
Jicang said softly: "I and the Nan Yi Witch God will personally coordinate the mobilization of the king's army."
Xia Jie, who was standing at the door of the tent, rolled his eyes. Okay, the military power was immediately vacated. However, the military power was not his Xia Jie's anyway, and he didn't bother to care about it. Just relying on Taoist Tongtian's face, he Xia Jie didn't.
The only way to intervene in this matter is.
Qi Xin quietly walked up to Xia Jie and hugged Xia Jie's arms with both hands. Xia Jie smiled slightly and hugged Qi Xin's waist. Just as he was about to say something, Shen, the fourth son of Gong Shen's family, whom he had met several times,
Gong Kun came over with a mysterious smile. Shen Gongkun quickly came to Xia Jie's side and laughed softly: "Meng Tianhou, this time, the Xingtian family, the Shen Gong family, and you and me will all have to fight."
Let’s work together sincerely to overcome the difficulties!”
"Huh?" Xia Jie and Qi Xin looked at Shen Gongkun, wondering what he meant when he said this now. The relationship between the Xingtian family and Shen Gongkun was neither good nor bad, and they had fought many times in the past.
.Shen Gongkun, as one of the direct descendants most likely to take over the power of the Shen Gong family, it is worth pondering that he said such words before the war.
When Shen Gongkun saw the puzzled expressions of the two people, he immediately smiled. He turned his palm over, and a mahogany wood that was very familiar to Xia Jie appeared in his palm.
"You~~~" Xia Jie prolonged his voice. Countless thoughts passed through his mind like lightning, and he suddenly understood many things. Gradually, Xia Jie showed the same mysterious smile as Shen Gongkun, pointing his finger
Gently poking Shen Gongkun's heart, Xia Jie whispered: "I almost forgot, Shen Gongbao and I, Xia Jie, are still brothers."
Shen Gongkun smiled and nodded repeatedly: "We are all members of our own family, everything is easy to talk about...it's easy to talk about! Please also tell Meng Tianhou to tell Fu Gong, if the elites of the Xiangliu family and the Fangfeng family are all lost this time, what will happen to the Great Xia Dynasty in the future?
Aren’t you and I the only two families?”
Hehe, there are two dominant families. One family's friend is a disciple of Taoist Tongtian, and the direct descendant of the other family is a disciple of the original Taoist, and they all have substitute puppets refined by Taoist Taishang. This thing is becoming more and more strange.
Yeah. Xia Jie grinned with his teeth bared, nodded repeatedly and said, "That's right. It's indeed right."
Shen Gongkun smiled and nodded to Xia Jie, as if he had appeared just now, and walked away quietly.
Xia Jie and Qi Xin looked at each other, their hearts were heavy, and they could only feel doubtful clouds swaying in front of their eyes, making it difficult to see the truth behind the clouds.
"Hahahaha, good son!" A wooden stick hit Xia Jie hard on the head, making a loud clang sound. Tai Yi staggered to Xia Jie's side and laughed loudly: "Good son,
This time you just stay back and watch the fun. You are not allowed to go to the battlefield until my weird grandson is born. These weapons are dangerous! It doesn’t matter how many babies die, if you lose a hair, I will.
It hurts!"
Tai Yi arrogantly pointed at the 10,000 young elites who were ready to go and said with a smile: "Look, they are all the hard work of many Wu families. However, in my eyes, if they are all dead, I will also
Just treat it like a fart! But you, my good son, can't let anything happen! So, take Qixin and go to the back to take care of the food, grass and luggage!"
The battle was ahead, and Tai Yi opened his mouth and was about to die. Not only Xing Tian Dafeng and his 10,000 carefully selected elite witches, but also Jicang and the other witch gods had their faces extremely dark and ugly. Regardless.
Be it great witches or witch-gods, they all come from the same lineage. Before the war, who doesn’t want to get some good words? Only people like Tai Yi can talk nonsense like this.
Xia Jie wanted to block Tai Yi's mouth with a stone. He grabbed Tai Yi with one hand and pulled him behind, lest he say anything shocking again.
Just at this moment, there was an earth-shattering loud noise outside, and the sky mark suddenly expanded to nearly three hundred miles wide. More than half a million numb-looking Japanese men rushed out of the sky mark with screams. They had just rushed out of the sky mark.
Within a few steps, the bodies of these men, who were the same size as ordinary people, rapidly expanded and exploded into pieces with a 'boom' sound. Flesh and blood were flying all over the sky, and thick black evil energy emerged from the flesh and blood like living creatures.
, dexterously entangled the Witch King and the others.
The Witch King waved his hand and led more than a hundred Witch Gods. He was about to retreat temporarily to avoid the sharp edge, but suddenly a dull drum sound came from the distant horizon. On a golden cloud, the Emperor of Heaven was holding two huge drumsticks. Sure enough,
I personally beat the drums to support the Witch King. As soon as the war drums sounded, countless gods in the distance sounded their war trumpets at the same time, rising into the sky with murderous intent.
The Witch King was so angry that his mouth twisted. The war drums sounded and asked him to retreat, but he couldn't save the face. He could only angrily pull out a huge evil weapon made from the fusion of the spines of countless creatures.
The alien bone staff, shouting and shouting, led more than a hundred witch gods to face the evil energy. The witch gods let out a chaotic howl, and more than 10,000 witch gods led their servants and stepped forward.
He rushed towards Tianhen in one step.
Without formation and structure, the tens of thousands of witch gods were like a herd of wild buffaloes, roaring strangely as they rushed into the evil aura. All kinds of divine lights flashed, and the evil aura emitted like hair in the fire.
The sound of "chichi" gradually became thinner due to the divine light, and a disgusting odor spread far away. Seeing some weak servants of the witch god running and soaking in the water, they fell to the ground.
The stench that came out after burning was poisonous to the point of death.
The Witch God's utilization of the dead corpses of servants has also reached its peak. Several Witch Gods who practiced Nether Energy pointed at the corpses with their fingertips, and dozens of servant corpses immediately flew straight into the sky mark and exploded violently, destroying the sky.
The extraterrestrial demon gods who were reorganizing their formation in the black screen of the trace exploded loose, and several muscular wizard gods who were obviously top-notch close combat experts rushed into the trace.
There was a loud noise, and only three of the eight witch gods who entered escaped completely. These three people were also covered with terrible wounds that were hundreds of feet long. The pale golden blood of the gods was sprinkled like a waterfall. The three of them had just rushed out of the sky mark.
As soon as they took a step, they fell to the ground. Their servants rushed up, dragged their legs and ran wildly into the camp, dragging a long bloody trail on the ground. But the three witch gods were still proud of themselves.
Laughing wildly: "Over 100,000, we killed over 100,000!"
Crazy laughter resounded throughout the battlefield, and Xia Jie and Qi Xin frowned when they heard it. The three witch gods killed more than 100,000 extraterritorial demon gods in such a short period of time. Are those demon gods too weak, or are the witch gods too strong? However, ten
Ten thousand, this number is too scary? In the Daxia army, one hundred thousand people is a small number that can be easily discarded, but for the gods and wizards, their total population is not even one million, one hundred thousand
It’s an incredible astronomical number.
"Roar!" A roar came from the sky mark. Hundreds of demon gods, who were also over 10,000 feet tall, had huge horns on their heads, were covered in thick full-body armor, and were covered with black smoke and clouds. They strode out of the sky mark.
They formed a horizontal line and rushed out. Behind them, a million people lined up in a phalanx, striding out to fight.
That is to say, the sky mark has expanded to hundreds of miles wide. Otherwise, how could these demon gods form such a large formation? According to the scale of Xu Kuan in the past, it would be enough for one person to stand up to the sky with such a high-level demon god at one time. This time, it will be all at once.
Nearly a thousand high-level demon gods poured out, and the Witch King's face was thrashed.
"How come there are so many?" Huo Ji, who had just wiped out all the monsters within a radius of dozens of miles with a stick, howled in frustration: "Witch King, join forces and kill them!"
The nearly 10,000 witch gods did not care about the so-called dignity and face of the gods, and chaotically surrounded the nearly 1,000 high-level demon gods. They beat one out of ten, and the sky was filled with all kinds of divine lights flashing violently.
The energy flow rushed out tens of thousands of miles randomly, blasting out huge ditches on the ground. The earth was shaking, the sky was roaring, and the corpses of demon gods kept falling from the sky. Occasionally, the demon god who refused to die was still dying.
Play a self-destruction, and immediately a void with a radius of dozens of miles will collapse, sucking in all the nearby messy corpses.
"I finally understand how the corpse of the gods that fell outside the city of Yifengdanlu came from last time." Xia Jie couldn't help but nodded repeatedly when he saw the desperate tactics of these demon gods.
Qi Xin's eyes were watery, she bit Xia Jie hard, and said vaguely: "What a pity! How many top-notch witch medicine can be refined with so many divine corpses, divine blood, and divine essence!"
The little girl Qingmin appeared out of nowhere. She stared blankly at the dozens of holes that were being healed in the void, and suddenly sighed: "What a pity! So many divine corpses, divine blood, and divine spirits.
How much top-quality voodoo can be refined with Qi!"
Xia Jie's face twitched and he said nothing.
The Witch King raised the bone staff in his hand, and countless evil ghosts dragged black smoke out of the bone staff, letting out soul-stirring screams. The Witch King pressed several divine arts with his left hand, and the mysterious light on the bone staff flashed, one after another.
Vicious witchcraft is flying all over the sky, and there is often a black-armored demon god who is plotted by the witchcraft. Suddenly his body becomes limp and weak, his movements become slow in an instant, and he is easily strangled by the besieging witch-gods.
Nearly a thousand high-level demon gods held out for less than an hour under the almost shameless siege of more than ten thousand wizard gods, and all their blood spilled on the battlefield. But at this time, the sky mark actually expanded to more than 500 miles wide, and even drums were beating in the distance.
The Emperor of Heaven, who was urging the battle, shouted in surprise, and ordered a group of divine generals to lead several teams of Heavenly Gods to come closer and observe the situation on the battlefield.
The scale of the Tianhen Demonic Wave outbreak this time was definitely beyond the expectations of the Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King. But the Emperor of Heaven was really worried, and the Witch King's serious expression could not hide the smile on his lips. Tianhen
The more demon gods on the opposite side rushed out and became stronger, the greater the benefit to him. The Witch King wished that the top demon gods would rush out now and attract all the gods' armies to the battlefield.
As for whether there will be too many demon gods rushing towards them, and whether even his lineage of witch gods will be unable to stop them, the witch king has no such worries at all. He has other back-ups.
Together with the nearly a thousand high-level demon gods, the millions of extraterrestrial troops that rushed out from the sky mark seemed to be expendable. These soldiers, who were similar in shape to ordinary people and had ugly and savage looks, only had the strength of two or even three cauldrons.
Not to mention the strength of the powerful witches, not to mention the threat they pose to the witch gods, even the servants of the witch gods can easily kill these weak enemies. Often a powerful witchcraft can kill nearly 10,000 soldiers within a radius of several miles.
Exploded to death.
When the Witch God and the Demon God were fighting, the servants of the Witch God at the back did not dare to get too close to the battlefield. They just used witchcraft to bombard the enemies who rushed out of the sky mark from a distance. After the Witch God destroyed the nearly a thousand demon gods, the Witch God
The servants immediately rushed forward with high fighting spirit, killing millions of enemies in one go, and blood flowed all over the ground. Even the servants who were excited to kill rushed into the dark sky mark with screams.
, but not a single bubble splashed, and there was no sound.
After nearly a thousand high-level demon gods and millions of demon armies were annihilated, the sky marks suddenly calmed down. Not to mention the demon gods, not even the low-level monsters rushed out.
An unsettling aura circulated on the battlefield.
The sky mark with a width of five hundred miles is something that has never happened since the sky mark appeared. Which outbreak of demonic tide did not cause huge casualties to the gods and wizards? After the sky mark expanded, the Asura on the opposite side
Didn't they come rushing over like they were desperate? But this time, a five-hundred-mile-wide sky mark stood darkly between heaven and earth, but no creature appeared. This strange situation made the Witch King cautiously order the Witch Gods to move back.
After withdrawing nearly a thousand miles, he cautiously watched the movement on the other side of Tianhen.
The Emperor of Heaven also noticed something was wrong, and he personally led many Heavenly Lords and Divine Generals over. Even if the Emperor of Heaven was so wary of the Witch King, he would not dare to make fun of Tianhen's safety. The Asura Demon Gods on the opposite side seemed to be wasting away.
Not only that, once their number exceeds an order of magnitude, the Emperor of Heaven has no confidence in suppressing them on the other side of the sky mark. Therefore, the Emperor of Heaven leaves a group of confidants in the periphery to alert the Witch Gods.
He still led the troops forward in person.
The Witch King glanced at the Emperor of Heaven and said solemnly: "These Asura Demon Gods are less afraid of death than us Witch Gods."
The Emperor of Heaven nodded in agreement: "So, every time the demonic tide breaks out and the sky mark expands, they will always pour out continuously until the sky mark finally returns to its original state."
The Witch King pointed in the direction of Tianhen and said with some worry: "The situation is not right. Either we have killed them all over the years, or..."
The Emperor of Heaven sneered a few times and said in a low voice: "Whether it's a god or a witch god, it takes thousands of years to conceive and tens of thousands of years to give birth to children. Our tribe's growth rate is extremely slow. But this group of guys...every hundred years or so, there are people who pretend to be
Their ancestors and fathers came out with slogans of revenge and wanted to fight with our people. They reproduce a hundred times faster than us, so how can we kill them all?"
The Witch King sighed: "Then, they are preparing for some big moves."
The Emperor of Heaven nodded: "That's right. In all these years, there has never been a demon god who can compete with the strongest god general under your command. Maybe this time..."
A loud and crazy scream interrupted the conversation between the two. The violent howl, full of unreasonable destruction, shook the ground that was healing automatically on the Tianhen battlefield. Countless huge cracks once again appeared, shaking
The blood of the corpses of the killed demon gods and demon army soldiers on the ground jumped up one after another, converging into a huge blood ball in the air.
"The method of blood sacrifice! It is similar to the spells of the Witch God lineage." The Emperor of Heaven mocked the Witch King while he was busy.
The Witch King pretended not to hear the ridicule in the Emperor's words. He said seriously: "The art of blood sacrifice! Moreover, it is similar to the prayer ceremony that our lineage of witch gods informs the ancestors of heaven and earth before going out for battle."
The blood balls in the air suddenly lost their color, and the flesh and blood essence inside disappeared out of thin air. A violent and crazy aura of destruction came from the sky mark, the earth began to tremble, and the dull sound of footsteps resounded throughout the world.
Xingtian Dafeng, who was standing next to Xia Jie and peering around, exclaimed: "God, the ground is shaking so hard. How big are the people who came out?" Xingtian Dafeng glanced at Jicang who was standing next to him in horror. Jicang
With a body of nearly 20,000 feet tall, it is considered terrifyingly large among the sorcerer gods who have always been extremely huge. But when Jicang was walking, there was no such big movement?
‘Boom’, an extremely huge palm covered with black scales protruded from the sky mark and struck the land of heaven heavily.
After a violent roar, an indescribably large black dragon with twelve legs and twenty-four wings slowly emerged from the sky mark. The appearance of this black dragon was generally similar to the dragon that Xia Jie was familiar with.
It just has eight more long legs and twelve pairs of wings. And the three big heads growing on the neck of this black dragon are also not found in normal dragons.
This black dragon was nearly ten miles thick. He slowly stretched out his body from the sky mark, and then his body slowly rose up. He flew higher and higher, and the body he emerged from became longer and longer. Finally, he had a length of
The huge body of more than a thousand miles slowly emerged from the sky mark, and he also flew into the sky more than a hundred miles above the ground. The huge body covered the sky and the sun, and when the twenty-four wings flapped, the world between heaven and earth
Hundreds of horn hurricanes were set off, and the terrifying wind roar could scare the timid people to death.
All the gods and wizard gods present swept their spiritual thoughts towards the black dragon at the same time. Countless powerful divine thoughts severely washed away the giant dragon. The void around the giant dragon was distorted for a while, and it was almost not affected by these.
The scanned divine thoughts were torn into pieces.
The Emperor of Heaven's face darkened: "Abominable thing, its body is stronger than the strongest fighting god in your lineage of witch gods. What kind of monster is this!"
The Witch King's face was extremely ugly: "Damn thing, the magic power is more abundant than the strongest mage in your lineage of gods. What kind of bastard is this!"
But both the Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King had to admit that this was a beast that would cause them a lot of trouble. A beast that would take a lot of effort to kill even if they took action in person. But that was all. Its strength was approximate.
A god equivalent to the peak of the Nine Heavens, but with such strength, it is still easy to kill it.
Nan Yi also saw this, and she sneered disdainfully: "We put on a huge scene, consuming the lives of nearly a thousand high-level demon gods and millions of subordinates in a blood sacrifice before going out, and just released such a thing?
Are you looking down on us too much? I want this little insect, and I can use its spine to refine witchcraft weapons."
Nan Yi weighed her own strength and tried to get a little injured. She was still capable of killing this black dragon. Maybe the injury would be serious, but it is conceivable that such a magical and unprecedented black dragon could be refined with it.
How powerful will the witchcraft be? A good witchcraft must be made with good materials. As a female, Nan Yi knows this better than those crude wizards and gods.
No one competed with the Nan Yi for the opportunity to kill the black dragon. The gods were eager to let the witch gods take action, but the witch gods, no one wanted to provoke the Nan Yi.
With a smile on his face, Nan Yi pulled out a strange scimitar that was more than 3,000 feet long. This scimitar was shaped like a half-moon and was made up of countless human skeletons. At a glance, the person on this scimitar was
The number of skulls will not be less than one hundred thousand. Moreover, each skull has a strange flash of light. It is obvious that the owners of these skeletons had extremely strong cultivation before they were turned into scimitars. Let’s take a look at this scimitar.
, the army of servants of the Witch Gods collectively showed expressions of extreme fear, knowing where the material of this scimitar came from.
"Little reptile, come down! I will inlay your skull on the handle of the knife, and your spine will be used as the spine of my witch sword!" Nan Yi stood under the black dragon, wisps of it.
The evil gray energy emerged from her body and gradually turned into a huge net, moving towards the black dragon cover.
The three big heads of the black dragon slowly dripped, and its six huge eyes turned. A ray of mocking and pity flashed through, and all the gods and wizard gods present saw that cold light.
The Witch King exclaimed: "Nan Yi! Retreat!"
It was too late. A black shadow suddenly flashed out from behind the big horn in the middle of the black dragon's head, passing over Nan Yi's body with an obscure cold light.
With a 'poof' sound, Nan Yi's right arm holding the sword was cut off at shoulder level.
Nan Yi roared wildly, covered the huge wound on his right shoulder with his left hand, turned around and ran away. A stream of pale golden blood spilled from Nan Yi's wound, and soon the blood turned into a dark, sticky liquid.
.The black, foul-smelling liquid dripped onto the ground, and each drop melted the ground into a hole the size of a water tank.
When Nan Yi ran back to the Witch God's camp, his right upper body was almost completely corroded. Under the pale skeleton, his internal organs, which were also surrounded by black mucus, were shrinking rapidly. Nan Yi howled at the top of his lungs and pointed at the Witch King.
She shouted: "Help!" Then she spat out a mouthful of smelly black blood and fell down in front of the Witch King.
The corner of the Witch King's eyes twitched and he shouted angrily: "Heal him quickly! Take Nan Yi back and take care of him carefully."
More than a dozen witches and gods rushed out, picked up Nan Yi and dragged her back to the camp.
The Emperor's expression was very ugly. He stared coldly at the black shadow falling on the ground and sneered: "Your cultivation is amazing, why do you do this?"
The black shadow shot out from the black dragon's head was a young man no more than two feet tall, wearing a loose black robe, with a handsome and evil face. He held the scimitar that he had snatched, and slowly used the forbidden method to use the scimitar.
It shrunk to a length of about ten feet, and I held it in my hand and chopped it hard several times.
Nodding with satisfaction, the young man slowly inserted the scimitar on the ground beside him and said calmly: "Why should I bother when I can easily kill a powerful enemy?"
He gently shook his finger and smiled softly: "What to do next? There is no such word in the language of our tribe. Destruction is the eternal truth. As for what means to use to destroy, it is noble.
Is there any difference if it’s still a low-level job?”
There was a trace of crazy killing intent on the young man's fair and handsome face. A black sharp horn about a foot long slowly sprouted from the center of his eyebrows, and a trace of unsettling black smoke came from the tip of the horn.
Rising. He looked at the Emperor of Heaven, then at the Witch King, and carefully looked at the Witch King, who only had a piece of animal skin covering his lower body, and the Emperor of Heaven, whose body was shining with golden light. He seemed to have finally made a choice. He said softly:
"This saint is named Horned Saint, remember my name!"
While the Horned Saint was constantly sizing up themselves, the Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King were ready for any contingency. They knew very well how terrifying this extraterrestrial demon clan was, and they knew very well that they would make any seemingly unreasonable and crazy actions.
They had no doubt that this guy who called himself Horned Saint would dare to attack them directly.
Sure enough, the Horned Saint moved.
His figure suddenly disappeared, and at a terrifying speed that made most of the gods present, including the fastest fighting god among the wizard gods, feel ashamed, he rushed straight towards the direction of the Witch King and the Emperor of Heaven.
The Emperor of Heaven gave a long laugh: "Well done! Go and die!" He clasped his hands on his chest, and there was a soft golden light shining between his hands, which contained infinite light and heat like the sun.
The Witch King sneered: "You bastard who doesn't know whether to live or die!" He pointed his left index finger in front of his body, which had turned into a semi-empty state, and a terrible witchcraft that could directly crush the gods of the Nine Heavens was ready to be fired.
However, when the Horned Saint was still more than ten miles away from the Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King, he suddenly turned in a different direction. At the same time, his speed tripled.
'Crack', the absolute speed shattered the void behind Jiao Sheng. This high speed made the gods and witch gods present pale. At such a terrifying high speed, all the witch gods and gods combined were only a handful of two or three.
How can a person have such speed?
This is a high speed that neither the Emperor of Heaven nor the Witch King can grasp in time.
Whether it was the golden light on the Emperor's chest or the Witch King's ready-to-go witchcraft, they all lost their focus on the target for a moment.
'Bang', there was a loud noise. A Heavenly Lord standing next to the Heavenly Emperor grunted miserably, and his huge body fell heavily to the ground. There was a small hole in his front, the size of a bowl, but his back
, but the whole thing exploded into pieces. With one punch, Jiao Sheng punched the Tianzun, completely killing the life of the Tianzun with one punch.
The corners of the Emperor's mouth twitched. He stared at Jiao Sheng who was retreating rapidly, and suddenly roared loudly: "Angry!!! Kill him!"
The first general of the God lineage heard the sound and shouted angrily, flying towards the battlefield from a distance with colorful auspicious clouds on his feet.
Jiao Sheng calmly glanced at Fei Nu, smiled softly and said: "This one should be the one with the strongest combat skills among you? Interesting!"
The Horned Saint suddenly raised his hand high, and he howled at the top of his lungs: "Then, let's fight! Die, you all must die, you are destined to be destroyed by us in the end! The Horned Saint Army, attack!"
The sky mark surged again, and after a terrifying loud noise that almost made everyone deaf, countless black flying dragons rushed out of the sky mark, and millions of fully armed elite soldiers riding on the backs of these flying dragons swarmed out.
.These sergeants have strong evil spirits, and they are obviously elite soldiers who have gone through countless killings. Mixed among them are tens of thousands of huge demon gods. These demon gods who belong to the Horned Saint are different from the previous ones who shouted loudly.
The demon gods are completely different. They rushed out of the sky mark silently, rushed in silently, and silently launched extremely powerful offensive spells.
The three-headed black dragon floating in the sky suddenly opened its eyes, opened its three big mouths, and poured out black gravel with a foul odor.
The Horned Saint let out a crazy laugh. He laughed wildly and ignored the anger coming towards him. He used his terrifying high speed, rushed into the queue of the gods and wizards, and slammed down the killer.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of gods and wizards were killed by the Horned Saint.
The black gravel spat out by the black dragon spread all over the Tianhen battlefield. Once the foul-smelling gravel came close to the body, the movements of all the gods and wizard gods suddenly slowed down, and everyone was poisoned by the gravel at the same time.
The Horned Saint laughed more and more crazily, and his speed became faster and faster. Like a black lightning, it penetrated the array of the Witch God and went directly to the Witch God's camp.
The sword light was dazzling, and the tent Xia Jie and the others were in was shattered into pieces by Jiao Sheng's sword.
In Jicang's hand, there was a long halberd entwined with clear water-colored waves, and the heavy halberd hit Jiao Sheng head-on.
There was a loud noise, and Jiao Sheng blocked Jicang's slash with a sharp knife. Xia Jie, Qi Xin, Xingtian Dafeng and others who were close to Jicang were all shaken by the loud noise and fell down.
Qi Xin was furious, and suddenly a red sword appeared in her hand, and she struck the Jiao Sheng viciously.
The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the void of the universe trembled.
Jiao Sheng screamed, and he blocked Qi Xin's sword strike with all his strength, but Jicang took advantage of the situation and hit him in the waist with a halberd, and was knocked away hard.
Ang Meng, who was chasing after Jiao Sheng, suddenly saw Xia Jie and Qi Xin, and he screamed in horror: "Why are you alive here?"
In shock, the wrathful eyes of the God swept over the tens of thousands of great shamans of Great Xia in the tent.
The servants of the Witch God practice the Witch God techniques taught by the Witch Gods, while the great shamans of Daxia practice the witchcraft techniques from the lower world. The difference between them, in the eyes of the angry god, is like the gender characteristics of men and women.
It was just as obvious. He howled with great anger: "Why are there so many witches from the lower world? Jicang, what are you doing?"
Just as Nu was about to loudly report this matter to the Emperor of Heaven, the Horned Saint, who was eager to kill, had already struck at Nu's crotch from bottom to top with an extremely cruel and ruthless knife.
Jicang's face was even more gloomy, and he stabbed Nu with a halberd from the front. For a time, a situation was formed where Jiao Sheng and Jicang joined forces to kill Nu.
He hissed angrily, and his figure suddenly shrank sharply. He used the change in his body shape to avoid the halberd stabbed in the chest by Jicang, and then turned over and punched away Jiao Sheng's chop. At the same time, he turned to look at Xia
Jie, shouted in disbelief: "Xia Jie! Did you really interfere in this matter?"
Qi Xin frightened away the Jiao Sheng with a sword, and her confidence suddenly surged. She also had a long sword in her left hand, and coldly shouted: "Just hit, why are there so many words?"
One sword stabbed Nu carefully, the other struck Jiao Sheng fiercely, and Qi Xin actually attacked two people with extremely high cultivation levels at the same time.
Xia Jie was so frightened that he pulled out two long swords and instinctively used the exquisite sword skills he learned in his previous life. Only clear sword lights were seen flying in the sky, shaking the surrounding world, mainly attacking the horns.
Sheng. Nu is extremely afraid of Tongtian Taoist. In comparison, Jiao Sheng is more than a hundred times more threatening to Qi Xin?
'Dang', Jiao Sheng blocked Xia Jie's sword without dodge. Then Xia Jie didn't even see how he moved. He was already kicked by Jiao Sheng in the chest, and a pure destructive power blasted into Xia Jie.
Xia Jie's chest. The purple light on Xia Jie's body was strong, and the purple ribbon fairy clothes took the initiative to protect Xia Jie's body. However, Xia Jie was still blown away by the terrible force. He was still in the air, and a black and smelly blood fountain had spurted out.
About ten feet tall.
Kicked Xia Jie away, the Horned Saint became furious, blood rolled in his eyes, the black horn on his forehead suddenly flashed a dazzling electric light, and countless black thunders as thick as water tanks enveloped the space with a radius of thousands of miles.
All that could be seen was a flash of black electricity in the sky. The violent lightning swept across randomly, turning everything in its path into dust.
Jiao Sheng laughed crazily, and raised his hands high into the sky. The sky was filled with black energy, and there was no longer any light.
"Destroy! Destroy!"
Terrifying screams came out from Jiao Sheng's mouth, and the extremely high sound wave surged. Just the energy of the sound made Xin Xin fly away.
"Ha, hahaha! Woman, go to hell!"
Jiao Sheng suddenly saw Qi Xin, he pointed his finger, and a black light shot straight into Qi Xin's heart...
