512, one after another, people are not afraid of death
"Boom——"
Mi Ziwen put his feet on the ground, slid backwards, and hit the wall of Tongguan City with a bang.
A curtain of light held Mi Ziwen's body.
Even so, Tongguan City also shook violently for a while.
Mi Ziwen opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The saint opposite had a playful smile on his face, like a cat catching a mouse.
"You can actually block me without killing me. You kid, you are so proud."
A saint smiled and said, "I just don't know, how many can you block?"
While speaking, he actually stepped back.
Of course, he retreated not because they wanted to retreat, but because he gave up his position to another saint.
At this time, you can also see what he means.
They actually played a cat and mouse game.
One of the saints took turns to perform a move and greeted Mi Ziwen.
Mi Ziwen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up straight.
He shook a little, but finally stood up straight.
"Come on!"
Mi Ziwen raised his arm and pointed his sword forward.
Sheng Sheng, who was standing at the front, had a face full of mockery, "I only use 70% of my strength. If you can still stand, then I can make the decision and spare your life."
The other saints around them burst into laughter.
Obviously, they are all watching the excitement.
Mi Ziwen’s eyes were cold and his expression was stubborn.
In fact, Mi Ziwen, among the masters of the Ancestral Human Race, has never been good at fighting alone.
What he is best at is leading troops in battle.
In the past battles, although he had always been on the front line, he had never faced a situation like now where he was alone against the opponent's army.
But there is no way now.
Although the people of the ancestral land still have a large army.
But those armies have no power to fight against the divine.
Letting them fight now will have no effect except to die.
And the sacred fighting power of the people in the ancestral land——
Qi Tian, Zhang Guoqing, Nan Tianxiang, Han Jin...
They are already fighting.
It's just that they are both restrained by each other's holiness, and they can't help Yonzi Wen.
Others do not have holy combat power and cannot intervene in the battle between saints.
Mi Ziwen's eyes were full of determination. He looked at the saints opposite and said coldly, "I will always stand, but I, Mi Ziwen, don't need you to spare me.
My life, Mi Ziwen, is in my own hands. It’s not your turn to make the decision for me!
You are not worthy!"
Yoniko Wen Ti gathered the only strength left in her body, and her fighting spirit was soaring.
He can die, but he must not fall, and he must not let these saints watch the joke!
"Uncle!"
Sun Pingping was so anxious that he wanted to jump down to help.
Meng Bai grabbed him.
"Don't affect him."
Meng Bai said with a serious expression, "If you go down now, it won't have any effect except dragging him down.
Don’t worry, you’ll have a chance to play soon.”
Meng Bai raced against time to restore the strength in his body.
He is the second person after Mi Ziwen to break through to the sacred.
After the breakthrough, he didn't even have time to familiarize himself with his power before he appeared here directly.
Then——
Then he was seriously injured.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most miserable saint in history.
Of course, his students in the city are not much better.
They, teacher and student, may become the only two saints in history who died just after breaking through to the divine realm.
However, Meng Bai had no hesitation in his heart.
They desperately try to break through the sacred realm in order to protect the human race in their ancestral land.
It is a joy to die now that I deserve it.
"How wonderful it would be if we were all divine!"
Yang Hong stamped his feet and said through gritted teeth.
If he could have a divine realm, he would be able to fight side by side with Mi Ziwen now, instead of standing here and watching helplessly but unable to do anything!
"I have a solution!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, and then a figure strode up to the top of the city.
"Shi Songtao?"
Yang Hong and Sun Pingping turned their heads to look at the same time, and saw that the person speaking was none other than Shi Songtao.
"What can you do?"
Yang Hong and Sun Pingping asked in unison.
"Abandon your body and use your soul to unite with the original divine weapon!"
Shi Songtao said in a deep voice.
"What did you say?"
Mengbai sat up straight, and the child's hole was filled with light.
"The Yuanshi Divine Weapon, among the divine weapons, is equivalent to the divine.
If you give up your physical body and combine your soul with the Primordial Divine Weapon, you will have divine power!"
Shi Songtao said quickly, "General Mi can't hold on for long, you must make a decision quickly."
"Shi Songtao!"
Meng Bai shouted, "This is evil magic, and the prince will not agree to it!
Where did you learn this kind of evil magic?"
"General, it's too late to explain.
Now when the life and death of our ancestral land and the human race are at stake, we have no choice but to do whatever it takes to be doomed!"
Shi Songtao said in a deep voice.
"Boom——"
With a loud noise, Mi Ziwen flew out again and hit the protective light of Tongguan City.
Then it hit the ground with a thud.
He struggled hard to get up, but struggled twice and failed.
Even so, he struggled to sit up and raised the sword in his hand again.
"Come on!"
Mi Ziwen's voice was weak, but his eyes were still full of fighting spirit.
As long as he doesn't die, he will keep fighting!
Yang Hong and Sun Pingping looked at each other and at the same time looked at Shi Songtao.
"Okay, tell us how to do it!"
They both spoke at the same time.
"I'm here to help you!"
Shi Songtao said seriously.
Meng Bai frowned and opened his mouth to say something.
But out of the corner of his eye, he saw the saints smiling wildly outside the city, and he swallowed back the words he spoke.
Facing these saints, they have no future in the first place, so why should they care about sorcery or not?
After this battle, no one may survive.
In this case, what if I become a magic weapon?
"I will buy you some more time."
Meng Bai said in a deep voice.
He leaned on the ground with his long sword and slowly stood up.
Yang Hong and Sun Pingping knew what it meant for him to stand up, and they wanted to stop him, but they couldn't say anything.
My throat felt like something was blocked, and my eyes were a little red.
"Shi Songtao! Come!"
The two of them almost roared.
Shi Songtao nodded solemnly.
A moment later, flames shot into the sky above the head of Tongguan City, and two painful roars echoed in the air.
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"Now, let me take you on your way."
A holy man walked forward with a ferocious smile, his eyes falling on Mi Ziwen.
The other sacred faces all showed regret.
Are you done playing?
They haven't had enough fun yet.
This guy is so lucky, the best blow happened to be his turn.
But it doesn’t matter, there are still many people in the Ancestral Land Human Race, so you can play slowly.
The gods did not take the annihilation of the human race seriously at all, because the human race in the ancestral land was too weak.
Even the strongest Qi Tian could not be entangled by just a few of them.
"It would be your honor to die in my hands.
Before you die, I will let you open your eyes and see my Sky Light Cloud Shadow Sword!"
The Holy One laughed loudly, stretched out his hand to grab it, and a three-foot long sword appeared in his hand.
The light of the sword was like water, and in an instant, the sky lit up.
As if there were clouds floating across the sky, the sword light fell towards Mi Ziwen's neck.
As for Mi Ziwen, he seemed to be in a trance. He didn't even know how to dodge or block.
When the divine sword was drawn, the artistic conception of the sword had already affected Mi Ziwen.
"No one can hurt my students until I die."
A loud shout sounded like thunder in the air.
"Rumble——"
The sword light, which was like skylight, clouds and shadows, instantly shattered the city wall transformed by magical power.
Then it penetrated Meng Bai's body.
Meng Bai stood in front of Mi Ziwen, blood flowing down the corner of his mouth.
He used all his strength to turn his head and look at Mi Ziwen, with a smile on his lips.
"This is the last time my teacher will protect you. You really have to rely on yourself in the future."
The white body seemed to be blurred, starting from the soles of the feet and gradually turning into streaks of light and shadow.
"Teacher!"
Mi Ziwen roared heartbreakingly.
He tried hard to catch Meng Bai, but Meng Bai's body had completely disappeared.
He only left a smile, and then it almost disappeared in the air.
Since the beginning of Daxia, General Mengbai, who had been accompanying Zhou Shu on his campaigns, died in battle!
Tears flowed down his cheeks, and Mi Ziwen looked up to the sky and let out a beast-like roar.
"I, Mi Ziwen, swear to God, if I don't die, I will cut every one of you into pieces!
I must prevent you from reincarnation forever!"
Mi Ziwen shouted.
He grabbed the magic sword left by Meng Bai. The sword's blade was already covered with cracks and could break at any time.
It seemed to know that its master had died, and a strong feeling of sadness filled the sound of the sword.
Everyone can feel the will to die on the sword.
The master is dead, and the magic weapon will not survive alone.
It will deliver its final blow and then chase its owner.
Mi Ziwen felt Shen Bing's emotions, and the expression on his face gradually became firmer.
"Die to me!"
All the strength of his body was poured into the sword body without any reservation.
"Zheng——"
With a crisp sound, the long sword turned into a stream of light and flew towards the sacred one.
"It's just a desperate struggle, but you also want to hurt me?"
The saint laughed and waved the Skylight Cloud Shadow Sword in his hand.
"Ding-ding-dang--"
The magic sword that Meng Bai left behind was instantly shattered into pieces.
"Shua——"
Just when the saint was laughing proudly, suddenly a fragment of the divine weapon somehow passed through the sword light of the Tianguang Yunying Sword, and hit the saint's face with a snap.
That sacred smile stopped suddenly, and his face instantly became very ugly.
A fragment of a divine weapon was struck on his face by the end of a powerful crossbow, without even scratching his oily skin.
Although it is not harmful, it is too insulting!
I was actually hit in the face by a dying boy with a broken magic weapon?
"Haha——"
The gods behind him burst into laughter, which made him even more angry.
"You are looking for death!"
He raised the Tianguang Yunying Sword, intending to kill Mi Ziwen completely with one strike.
"Bai Daolong, you committed a foul."
A holy man suddenly said, "As promised, one person has one move, and you have already made the move. Now, it's my turn."
The Holy One said, stepped forward, and pushed the Holy One named Bai Daolong aside.
That Bai Daolong's face turned green and white, and that Mi Ziwen, he was sure to cut the opponent into hundreds of pieces with one sword.
But now, he can't steal other people's fun.
With a cold snort, he flicked his sleeves and walked back.
"Tian Xuandao, don't fail to kill him with one move, or you will laugh to death!"
When Bai Daolong passed by that sacred person, he sneered.
"Don't worry, I'm not as useless as you. I even used the magic weapon and let him survive."
Na Tian Xuandao said with an arrogant face, "I promise to let him go on the road in endless pain!"
"I'll kill you!"
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly pounced forward.
Subconsciously, Tian Xuandao kicked out.
"Bang——"
The black shadow was kicked dozens of feet away and fell to the ground with a thud.
Only then did he realize that the black shadow was none other than Mi Ziwen.
Mi Ziwen was kicked by him and broke countless ribs, but he still had a breath left.
Even though he was unable to stand up, he still crawled towards those sacred places.
Tian Xuandao was stunned for a moment.
He was not shocked by Mi Ziwen's tenacity, but he just kicked out subconsciously, without using his full strength at all.
One move, didn’t Yon Ziwen die?
"Haha——"
Bai Daolong laughed loudly, "Tian Xuandao, is this how you killed him with one move?
I have learned a lot!"
Tian Xuandao's face turned dark.
At this time, another saint stepped forward and said with a smile, "Don't argue.
It's time for me to end it with one move.
The final one should be a strong person like me."
That holy and proud move forward.
Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.
"Rumble——"
A thunderous sound sounded.
Light emerged from all the saints at the same time.
"Crackling——"
Countless fragments hit their protective divine light.
When he looked forward again, Mi Ziwen's body was gone.
He chose to self-destruct not far from the gods, and at the same time he self-destructed an unknown number of divine weapons.
The power of the explosion caused all the saints to take a step back.
But, sacred is sacred after all.
It's too difficult to kill them.
"Uncle!"
"General Mi!"
Two shrill roars sounded in the air.
Then I saw two rays of light shooting down from Tongguan City.
"Go to hell!"
Amidst the roar, one sword after another appeared in the air.
Each of those swords turned into a hundred-foot-sized swords. The swords were combined, and with the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, they fell towards the sacred ones.
"Rumble——"
Amidst the loud noise, all the saints retreated again.
This time, they took seven steps back before they regained their balance.
The two divine weapons actually forced dozens of them back seven steps.
The expressions of all the saints became a little ugly, and they raised their heads and looked forward.
Above the two magic weapons, two illusory figures emerged, it was Yang Hong and Sun Pingping.
"Kill!"
The two of them shouted.
The light of the sword and the light of the sword mixed together, and they fell forward like raindrops.
"Hmph, little trick of the witherworm!"
The saints Bai Daolong and Tian Xuandao snorted at the same time.
Each and every one of them had a strong aura, some used magic weapons, and some directly punched.
Dozens of magical rays of light completely enveloped the sword.
"Buzz——"
The sword hit left and right, and the blade and blade made an overwhelmed creaking sound.
Even though Yang Hong and Sun Pingping have joined forces and possess divine power, they are only two people after all.
Two people fight against dozens of people, and the opponent's strength is still superior to them. The result is naturally imaginable.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you!"
Just when I was about to lose my ability to hold on with my sword, there was suddenly another loud shout.
In Tongguan City, another figure jumped out.
The King of War, Xiao Jianghe!
Once Zhou Shu's personal bodyguard, he finally broke through to the divine realm!
The moment Xiao Jianghe appeared, several more figures appeared in Tongguan City.
Yin Wuyou, Lu Wenshuang, Bai Qianqian, Wang Xin...
Several people who had gone into seclusion to attack the sacred realm actually came out of seclusion at the same time.
Some of them have indeed broken through to the divine realm, but some have not yet broken through.
But regardless of whether they broke through or not, at this moment, they all stood on top of the city.
Along with them, there are other warriors from the Ancestral Human Race!
Pseudo God Realm, Tianzun Realm, and even Dao Realm...
Regardless of their level of cultivation, the people of the ancestral land will fight to the death!
Shi Songtao had tears in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to help one person after another merge with the Yuanshi Divine Weapon.
Everyone knew that doing so at this time would mean committing suicide, but no one hesitated.
No one from the ancestral land will hesitate to exchange their lives for the strength to fight the enemy!
"Everyone, let's get out of here."
Bai Daolong looked at the people who were constantly being killed in Tongguan City, frowned and said, "Be serious, kill them all, and fulfill the instructions of the World Honored One."
"Kill, don't play anymore."
Tian Xuandao also nodded and said.
"Boom——"
Suddenly, streams of sacred aura rose into the sky in Tongguan City.
Bai Daolong, Tian Xuandao and others all frowned.
Ancestral human race, are there other sacred things?
It shouldn’t be. If there were other gods, why didn’t they take action before?
No matter what, regardless of whether it is sacred or not, as long as it is a human race in the ancestral land, it will die today!
"Brothers, kill them! Revenge for the General and General Mi!"
On Tongguan City, everyone roared, and regardless of whether they had the strength or not, they all moved forward to kill.
Shi Songtao had collapsed on the ground, he tried his best.
But he only helped a few people. There were still Yuanshi Shenbing, but he was no longer able to continue.
"Everyone, take over the Divine Weapon of Yuanshi!"
Shi Songtao yelled, using up his last strength to throw out all the Yuanshi magic weapons he had brought.
One by one, warriors from the human race of the ancestral land grasped the Yuanshi Divine Weapon in their hands.
"Haha, Deputy Pavilion Master, we will definitely use this Primordial Divine Weapon to make the enemy bleed more!"
Those warriors, as if they didn't know they were going to die, roared with great pride.
Shi Songtao burst into tears, "You guys take the first step, I will come later!
In another world, I, Shi Songtao, will forge magic weapons for you!"
Shi Songtao gritted his teeth and said in his heart.