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Chapter 539 A loving father and a filial son

"For the kings!"

The huge roar shocked people's hearts. Millions of troops roared together. The sound gathered together, causing the earth to shatter and the sun and moon to fall. Anyone who heard it would have their bodies shaken.

What kind of scene is this? These four simple words seem to contain absolute faith, which is unshakable and unshakeable. It is the piety engraved in the soul and a lifelong pursuit.

Three late-stage immortals lead the army, six immortals stand tall, and millions of troops follow them. They crush everything in their will, as if they want to conquer the common people and slaughter the gods.

There was fanaticism on the face of every creature, and the fighting spirit was so frightening that the creatures on the city wall couldn't help but tremble when they saw this scene. The overwhelming will shook the universe, shook the endless mountains and rivers, and suppressed

It almost took everyone's breath away.

"Why do I feel like my blood is boiling..." A warrior murmured, clenching his spear involuntarily with his palms, looking at his companions out of the corner of his eye.

"???"

The companion's body froze. When he saw his companion out of the corner of his eye, his heart suddenly tightened. He looked around and saw that not only his companion had such an attitude, but also many people. The boiling blood was deep inside.

Deeply affecting everyone around him.

It's a pity that that is the enemy's slogan, and the companions are not polluted people, but their hearts are touched. The people in the foreign land are for their own king, and they will die without regrets, but who are they fighting for?

"Ming Ming Ming..."

The ancient horns are blowing, and the shocking war drums are beating. Along with the charge of the army, the killing power frightens the nine heavens, as if it will be passed on to the long river of time, to spread throughout the past and present!

"kill!"

Zi Cang roared, her long hair flying, and a fairy spear came from the air, arriving instantly with unrivaled immortal power.

"My sons, the time for battle has come... In this era we will be invincible, invincible, and wipe away our shame!"

With another loud roar, the bud nest opened, and countless red-haired creatures poured out of it. Everyone was filled with fanaticism and a high-spirited fighting spirit, even the red-haired creatures were among them.

They were undefeated at the hands of the True Immortals of the Immortal Realm in the Ancient Immortal Era, and their entire army was almost wiped out, leaving their entire race in disgrace. This era will enter the Nine Heavens again, and they will destroy everything and restore the majesty of the royal family!

This was so shocking that everyone on the city wall felt dry and swallowed involuntarily. As soon as the battle started, endless fear emerged in their hearts.

"All beasts, how dare you fight me to the death!"

Even from the rear, there was a loud roar that was transmitted across the formation, causing the creatures to explode into blood mist.

"An Cang!"

The eyes of the True Immortal of Ten Thousand Beasts turned red. Originally, this city was impregnable, but all the Immortals in the city were taken away. He thought that the three quasi-kings led the immortals to ambush, and it must be a blitzkrieg. Even the little immortals

When Wang and Ancang entered the hinterland, he ignored them.

Who would have thought that these two bastards would have the audacity to launch a surprise attack after the Sanzhun King left and never returned.

"Boom!" The True Immortal of Ten Thousand Beasts stepped out of the formation in an instant. Instead of blocking the front, he prepared to fight An Cang with all his strength.

At the same moment, the roar in front became louder, and there was a bright immortal light bombarding the formation. With hundreds of millions of runes burning, the entire ancient city was shaking violently.

"Boom!"

The formation was blasted open. Zi Cang had a heavy weapon to break the formation. After breaking through, he was the first to attack the city wall. He swept across with a fairy spear, causing all the saints to fall. All spirits exploded, and rain of blood poured down.

, dyed the city wall red, shocking and terrifying.

"Where the battle flag is, our army will definitely come. For the sake of the little fairy king, kill him!"

Zi Cang roared loudly and was unstoppable. The majestic body was like a great demon god emerging from hell. It stood on the city wall. Facing the bombardment from all directions, it never wavered. On the contrary, with a slight shake, there were countless people.

Living things die.

"For the little fairy king!"

"kill!"

The army came, swarmed towards this gap, and entered the city from both sides of Zi Cang, fighting with the creatures in the fairyland.

No one will care about what Zi Cang shouted at this time

It is said that the Little Immortal King is the spokesperson of the kings and represents the will of the kings. He is also the only young god in the world who cannot be replaced by anyone. Even the young ancestors of the entire world will not be refuted.

"boom!"

The formations on the other two sides were also blasted open. The red-haired ancestor and Qimin came in for a killing spree, followed by two immortals each, and joined Zi Cang.

They ignored the battle between Ancang and the beasts, but took action personally to kill the supreme being in the city and quickly occupy this ancient city.

This was so tragic, rain of blood continued to fall, murderous aura burst into clouds and split the sky, it was like a doomsday.

This important city contains the inner world. The army of the Immortal Realm alone is no less than two million, most of which are from Yuan Zhou's family, and there are also countless Jiutian people.

But who cares at this time, it's just life and death.

Even on the other side, there is a dense sea of ​​​​human beings besieging a living being. There are too many people, densely covering the entire starry sky, like endless locusts. The first group dies, and the next group swarms up, as if the pile is trying to kill that one.

Man holding a flag.

"boom!"

The big flag wavered, and the sweeping army fell like gods and Buddhas from the sky. Even the big stars continued to explode, and the rain of blood swept the starry sky and dyed everything red.

"I will catch him even if I die!" Some supreme people shouted, the city could no longer be defended, and they were at the end of their rope. In despair, their only target was this young man.

"It doesn't matter if you are stunning for eternity. All kinds of murders and disasters will befall you. One day, you will encounter a backlash!" An old man from the Yuan clan roared, burning himself with overwhelming hatred, rushing towards the battle flag desperately, wanting to

Using his own blood to create a killing calamity, even the people behind him are the same.

There is a saying in the world that too much killing is against the harmony of nature and is not a good thing. Such people often live a short time. Some people believe it and some don't.

But what is certain is that such a killing is indeed not a good thing. Bai Ye has a thick blood ring that cannot be broken. It seems that there are endless creatures entangling inside the blood ring, and they are vicious.

Looking at him, it seemed as if he was going to be taken to hell forever and never be reincarnated again!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But there are too many creatures here. Almost one-third of the monks in the entire city are rushing here, a small number of people are running away, and more people are red.

Eyes, one after another, came over to kill.

"Is it useful? I have already suffered a great calamity. It doesn't matter if I have one more calamity. At the dusk of this era, all kinds of killings and calamities can befall my body, and all kinds of causes and effects can entangle my soul. What can you do to me?"

"Crash!"

The flag waved even more horribly. All magical powers could not come to him, and all methods could not come close to him. The young man was like a young god who would never fall. He stared at the starry sky alone, overlooking all enemies. The wave of the big flag destroyed everything in all directions.

, howling ghosts and gods.

Blood rained down on the sky, and the fishy wind filled the air. In just a moment, the entire starry sky was filled with floating corpses and blood mist. It was so tragic. Even so, there was still the Supreme Being who was taking the lead in charging from behind.

"The people of the Yuan clan are crazy!" Even the Supreme One who fled far away looked back and saw the tragic scene in the starry sky, and felt frightened. How much the other party hated that young man to fill up the sea of ​​people like this.

This is to pollute that young man with endless blood. Once this kind of blood disaster is entangled, it will definitely cause big problems for the monks, especially when they pass the level.

Gradually, the entire starry sky became quiet, the endless shouts of killing stopped, and only the devastation was left. The sun and moon were shattered, the sea of ​​​​stars was all dim, and only a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​​​blood floated in the dim and broken starry sky.

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The supreme being with corpses lying around, the leader with corpses ambushing the remaining soldiers, a giant beast comparable to a big star, and the torn apart chaos gods, all combined together, like a bloody picture, surrounding a man standing in the middle of the sea of ​​corpses.

The gods lay dead, countless creatures perished, and there was not a single intact place in this starry sky, leaving only the scalp-numbing scene of purgatory on earth.

"Ahem..."

Bai Ye's body shook for a while, and countless black mist surged out of his body, swallowing the endless blood mist excitedly, as if it was regarded as nutrients.

This is not a good sign. According to his expectation, the most terrifying thing among the six calamities is the disease. If this thing can be traced back to its source, it can involve the owner of the copper coffin.

Even the owner of the copper coffin is helpless, he is terminally ill. He is a small supreme, and if he is allowed to grow, the consequences will be unimaginable.

When the time comes, death will be easy. If it can grow with his cultivation, that will be the most terrifying thing.

He is not the founder of the disease, but his own body development is too astonishing and his knowledge is too advanced. The human body has vitality and death, infinite power, and naturally has infinite strange power.

He happened to discover some signs, just like Shi Hao discovered the life and death energy in Dantian, forming the wheel sea, the foundation of the invincible road that shocked the past and the present. What if this also became a source in the future, that would be the most terrifying thing

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"kill!"

In the distance, the fighting spirit was overwhelming. A Supreme Being waved a big flag and led an army to fight out of the city, but what came into view was a bloody starry sky.

There was only one tall and tall young figure in the whole field. He stood in the center of the corpse mountain and the sea of ​​blood, holding a blood flag, like a prehistoric overlord. His majestic figure looking down at thousands of corpses deeply shocked everyone.

The six leading supremes all came, and everyone was stained with too much blood, some from the enemy, some from their own, and some even had broken arrows stuck in their chests, but no one complained, and instead showed concern.

This is their overlord, the supreme leader of all, an emperor-like existence in this world, whose will is unrivaled by anyone.

"Follow me and fight back and seize this city!"

Bai Ye raised the flag and waved it, and all the troops that had been killed rushed in again.

"Kill! Take this city!"

The Digital Supreme roared, their emotions were too high, and just following the young man's back made them involuntarily excited.

"Roar!"

At this time, in another starry sky, big stars exploded one after another, and a figure attacked madly. Every time it exploded, there were thousands of beasts galloping, true dragons, true phoenixes, etc. all manifesting together.

This is an ancient Taoist tradition that is extremely famous in the Immortal Realm. It controls all beasts and goes crazy. Wherever it passes, it breaks apart the sky and the earth, and destroys the stars.

But his opponent was not simple either. His hair was flying, he had a spear in one hand, and a big shield in the other. He was killing like crazy. The armor on his body was penetrated, and the immortal blood was flying. But he didn't care.

With every movement, patches of lines gathered in the flesh and blood, and they struck out with the spear. The moment it was thrust out, the terrifying edge seemed to be able to penetrate the universe.

This is amazing. An Cang is different from before at this time. His lower abdomen is glowing, and a seed is like the condensed essence of his whole body. Every time he makes a move, a huge amount of power emerges, coming out with his right arm.

The more he fought, the braver he became.

"Is this guy stealing a master?" Zi Cang and three others came, and they were all surprised as they watched the battle in the starry sky from a distance.

An Cang not only stole his master, but even the flesh and blood of his entire right arm seemed to have turned into infinite veins, with a shocking edge flowing. Along with the field, the hand and the gun merged into one, as if to turn into an indestructible spear of the Immortal King.

It brightly illuminates the entire starry sky.

"boom!"

All the divine forms of the beasts were pierced, and even the True Immortal of the Beasts could not avoid it. He was stabbed in the air by a spear. The terrifying murderous intent surged out from the gun body, shocking his entire body.

opened.

As soon as the blow was thrust out, An Cang's whole body was dripping with joy. This feeling was so good that every inch of flesh and blood in his right arm was crazily active, as if there was endless potential boiling.

However, the True Immortal of Ten Thousand Beasts did not die on the spot. The Yuan Shen escaped, reorganized his body in another direction, and killed Ancang again.

"boom!"

A palm was pressed across the starry sky, hitting the True Immortal of Ten Thousand Beasts. Billions of order runes intertwined out of the palm, turning into a prison of the avenue, trying to suppress him.

At the same time, there is a fairy spear on the side of the big hand. The tip of the spear is bright and red, as if it has been stained with too much blood.

"Asshole, what do you want to do!"

The eyes of the Immortal of Ten Thousand Beasts turned red, and he looked at the roaring An Cang angrily. Shouldn't he be the one to shout these words?

"you......"

But he couldn't tell. An Cang was attacking from the front, Zi Cang and Qimin were attacking from behind, and there were three figures appearing in other directions.

This was to encircle him and not even give him a chance to fight for the last time in his life. This feeling was so oppressive and made him filled with hatred. If the Six Immortals hadn't come to support him, how could he have done it?

To this point.

Even if those six people only come half way, he is confident to defend the city, but there are no ifs in the world. Everyone in the Immortal Realm knows that in the past, the Immortal Realm was indeed respected by the three overlords Ao and Sheng. Those who dissatisfied either died or died.

The defeat laid the foundation for King Ao's invincibility myth. It is precisely because of this that some people are happy to see the decline of the three clans.

In other words, the Immortal Army is like a coalition of princes from all walks of life. Everyone is indeed in the same camp, but they lack a leader who can suppress everyone.

"It is better to surrender to our world than to resist stubbornly. I will grant you the status of immortality. What's wrong with being above all races? If you are immortal, you can re-create an orthodox tradition!" An Cang spoke while taking action. This is the last moment.

The beasts are not weak, and the ferocity in their bones is bursting out, as if they are trying to drag someone down. This was the case in Immortal Ancient back then. They clearly had the upper hand, but they still suffered heavy losses.

"I can die, but I will not throw myself into the darkness!" The beasts roared, eyes red with bloodshed, but An Cang had to use all his strength to resist, so how could he block the immortals from all directions.

"boom!"

A piece of rattan with red hair emerged out of thin air, penetrated and turned into a chain of great avenues. To bind him, even immortal weapons from other directions were pressing down. Not to mention he was a late-stage immortal.

Even a quasi-king may not be able to escape from this kind of siege.

It can be said that the battle situation here has been decided, and the entire majestic ancient city has even begun to be shaken. An immortal statue opened the Dharma image, raised the ancient city with both hands, and began to carry it away into the distance.

This is extremely astonishing. From a distance, it looks like a giant connecting heaven and earth is moving forward carrying a majestic fairy mountain that can crush the starry sky. The rumbling sound of vibrations makes the sky collapse and the earth shatter as soon as it is heard.

There were even creatures standing in front of the densely packed army on that city wall, holding a bloody flag, like leaders of the gods, so transcendent that they could be clearly seen even from hundreds of millions of miles away.

"They are defeated...Are they going to kill Xianyue City..." In a very far away area, on the edge of the Wang family's ancestral land, a young supreme man raised his head, his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life.

Looking at the giant city moving in the starry sky from a distance, his eyes fell on the city wall.

He didn't want to face the kings directly, at least not in his current state. He might not be able to come back, but he wanted to know what the devil's eye was that the kid dug out in Sanqianzhou.

"Father, aren't we going to support you?" A white-haired figure behind the boy asked in a low voice.

The young man casually glanced behind him with his peripheral vision, still holding his hands behind his back, "Silly boy, my father is in poor health and has been seriously injured..."

Is he a Supreme, going to fend off an army of immortals and millions? Does this stupid son see that he has lived too long and wants to inherit his legacy in a hurry?

Or do you really think that the tactics to quell chaos can quell chaos?


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