Chapter 130: The sky is falling and the earth is breaking, and the Lich ends the war (2)
"Dong dong dong..."
"Woooooooo..."
Ten days later, the ten-thousand-year period came. The two clans of lich and demon clan sounded the highest summons order almost at the same time. The witches rushed towards the huge city of witch clan, and at the same time, densely packed demon clan began to gather towards the heaven.
The horn of war has sounded!
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill..."
Countless witches in the giant city of the witch clan roared, strong fighting spirit burst out from pairs of eyes, and every witch felt their blood boiling.
Dijiang, Jumang, Houtu, Gonggong and others stood under the huge statue of me, all with serious faces. After all, this battle will determine who is the overlord of the prehistoric times.
Di Jiang took a step forward, raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, this battle will be the last battle between us and the demon clan. We will uproot the entire demon clan and kill him without leaving a trace! Let them understand that the Wu clan
He is the master of prehistoric times."
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill..."
Every shaman clenched the weapon in his hand, and the roar of killings spread throughout the Buzhou Mountains.
"Set off!"
…
Next to the ocean under Buzhou Mountain, there were densely packed demon monks, one stretching to the horizon with no end in sight. Huge war flags roared, converging into waves of waves and an iron-blooded wave.
The breath is spreading.
"Last time, we suffered a disastrous defeat here. Today we have to regain our dignity and level the entire Witch Clan. Otherwise, although the wilderness is vast, there will no longer be a place for our Monster Clan to gain a foothold!"
Emperor Jun paused for a moment, glanced majestically at the demon clan below, and then said passionately: "As long as the entire Wu clan is defeated, the prehistoric world will be the world of our demon clan. The endless spiritual veins and spiritual treasures will all belong to us, and we will become
The Lord of the Ancient World!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill..."
Each demon clan was provoked to blood by Emperor Jun and roared ferociously.
…
“Go for it!!!”
"Kill!!!"
The two Lich clans were relatively close to each other, and the legions of the two clans quickly met each other. Without any prelude, the two clans quickly strangled each other.
"Boom!"
All the shamans of the Houtu tribe pressed the ground together, and the ground surged like a tide. Rows of huge thorns shot out from the ground, instantly piercing through the monster monks who had no time to react.
"Ah! Ah! Ah..."
The war has just begun, and countless monster monks have fallen. The screams are heart-wrenching, and the gurgling blood has gathered into rivers.
"kill!!!"
The demon monks with blood-red eyes also fought back mercilessly. Countless demonic energies gathered together to form green death scythes, roaring into the Wu clan camp. The sound of sharp weapons cutting flesh was heard continuously, and in an instant,
Empty the area of witches.
"kill!!!"
All the ferocity in the hearts of the monks from the Lich and Monster tribes was aroused. With scarlet eyes, they slashed at the enemy with swords and swords, and beautiful blood flowers bloomed!
Less than an hour after the war started, tens of millions of monks from the Lich and Lich tribes fell on the battlefield. The entire land was blood red, with broken swords and ferocious heads everywhere. It was extremely tragic.
The people of Blood Prison City appeared silently on the battlefield at some unknown time, and the huge blood-colored crystal coffin devoured the essence of flesh and blood on the battlefield as always.
"kill!!!"
The entire battlefield is like a huge meat grinder, devouring countless lives every moment and every second. Mountain-like water dragons are roaring, meteor-like fireballs are bombing, and sharp swords are cutting.
…
"Boom!"
Countless spells, magical powers, and violent attacks from spirit treasures caused the entire sky to become turbulent. Space cracks like scars continued to extend, and thick chunks of mud were lifted up...
Frost, fire, hurricanes, poisonous fog, meteors, floods, etc., it seems that the end of the world is coming and the whole world is in crisis of overturning.
"kill!!!"
The brutal cries of killing converged into a doomsday lament. This war was more tragic than the last time. Everyone on the battlefield knew that there was no way out. Taking a step back would mean death. Only by killing all the enemies in front can you gain
vitality.
At this moment, all the monks turned into violent ferocious beasts. In order to survive, kill! Kill! Kill! For the sake of the race and the future, kill! Kill! Kill! At this moment, there is no sympathy or any reason at all, dragging the broken knife
, carrying the broken sword, fighting bloody battles, fighting a bloody road, and fighting for a glorious tomorrow.
"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"...
The sky and the earth were filled with blood, and the violent murderous aura formed bloody hurricanes, tearing apart layers of clouds...
"The two races of lichs are truly terrifying races. The combined fighting power of the entire race still scares me even though I have become a saint!"
Deep in the clouds, Tong Tian stared at the battlefield below and sighed.
"Humph, no matter how powerful they are, are they more powerful than those forces in the ancient times? Haven't they disappeared one by one in the long river of history. Only the realization of eternity is the pursuit of our monks, and everything else is vain.
, will eventually disappear..."
Yuan Yuan curled his lips and said disdainfully, his eyes falling on the two Lich clans, full of sarcasm.
"No, junior brother, this is not necessarily true. Have you seen the people in Blood Prison City? This mysterious and ancient force has been developing since ancient times. In these long years, almost no one dares to provoke it!" I suddenly dropped my gaze.
Looking at the people in Blood Prison City, I don’t know what they are thinking about.
"That's because there is that person in Blood Prison City..."
Speaking of this, Yuan Yuan suddenly stopped, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. Something called ambition was rapidly expanding. He was already a saint, and was almost invincible except for a few people in the ancient world. So, could he also
Let your sect last forever, be powerful and powerful, and continue to grow and develop...
"kill!!!"
Endless waves of blood are rolling, and the battle between the Lich and the Lich tribes has reached a fever pitch. Countless magical powers are being unleashed continuously. Broken limbs and arms are flying. With every breath, millions of monks from the Lich and Lich tribes are falling.
It's a doomsday cemetery.
The sky is shattered and the earth is cracked!
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