"Dragon Lord, be careful!" Tang Dun shouted loudly, then raised his hand and waved: "Do it!"
Wow!
Immediately afterwards, people from both sides opened their stances and rushed toward each other.
Due to the limited space at the scene, many people dodged towards the surrounding open space.
Among these people in Beijian Kingdom, besides Miller, there are six powerful men of the fifth rank of Holy Saints.
The great elder and the three elders from the Great Xia Kingdom each picked one to attack.
In addition, two fifth-grade holy men came out from the Snow Eagle Kingdom camp and chose the other two.
Zhu Xiaoru, on the other hand, rushed towards the battle circle between Ling Hao and Ling Hao: "Xiao Lingzi, let me do it!"
"Sister Ru, no need!" Ling Hao responded: "I can handle it, you go help others!"
"Then be careful!" Zhu Xiaoru didn't insist.
She knew Ling Hao's combat prowess, and it would not be a big problem to deal with a fifth-grade holy opponent.
After he finished speaking, he turned around and rushed towards the other party's fourth-grade saints.
"Lu Yue, go and see the other compatriots from the Great Xia Kingdom!" Zhu Xiaoru raised her hand and blasted a fourth-grade Holy Saint a hundred meters away and said loudly.
"When Yu Xin and Chen Xi arrive, you will take them to deal with the mid-to-late stage warriors of Beijian Kingdom!"
"Okay!" Lu Yue exchanged palms with a second-grade holy opponent and stopped fighting. He turned around and dodged to the side.
Today's battle is definitely a tough battle. In addition to high-end combat power, the duel at the Supreme level is also a top priority.
Capturing the city of Beijian with minimal casualties is the goal of Daxia!
boom!
After a while, a loud noise came from the battle circle between Ling Hao and Ling Hao.
I saw that the blood-red sword curtain slashed by Ling Hao fell on a demonic beast that transformed from the true energy that Miller had activated, and the offensives of both sides exploded at the same time.
The aroused air wave shook like a hot weapon explosion, and several buildings not far away collapsed instantly. At the same time, Ling Hao and Ling Hao each spat out a mouthful of blood and flew two to three hundred meters away.
Miller is half-stepped into the sixth level of holy cultivation, and his combat power is even higher than that of the old man in white whom Ling Hao and the others met halfway.
Under the premise of stimulating the power of his bloodline, Ling Hao performed the Overlord Sword Art and barely managed to draw a tie with his opponent.
"Not bad!" Miller adjusted his breath slightly and then looked at Ling Hao and said in a deep voice.
While speaking, a look of surprise flashed across his face.
Until then, he finally understood why he had sent so many people before but still failed.
He seriously underestimated the fighting power of the young man in front of him!
"If your guess is correct, you should still have a trump card!" Ling Hao also adjusted his breath and looked at the opponent.
"Stop hiding it, use your cards, we will decide the outcome with one move!"
"As you wish!" Miller responded after taking a deep breath. He had no intention of continuing to waste time with Ling Hao.
Immediately afterwards, his eyes narrowed, and an extremely cold aura burst out from him.
This breath was like the wind coming from hell, instantly covering the space where the two of them were.
Being as powerful as Ling Hao, when he sensed this aura, his pupils could not help but shrink slightly.
At the same time, the blood vessels on Miller's body doubled in size at a speed visible to the naked eye, veins popped out on his forehead, and his eyes turned scarlet.
What's even more exaggerated is that his entire body has expanded by more than a quarter.
Obviously, some kind of secret technique must have been activated!
Immediately afterwards, he raised his hands to the left and right sides, and immediately saw the corpses of several Beijian men who had died in the battle not far away flying towards him.
puff!
Several corpses flew towards him. Miller held his hands tightly, and the corpses instantly turned into a mass of blood mist.
"The Envoy of Blood Sacrifice!"
At the same time, I just heard him shout in a deep voice.
The next moment, the blood mist floating in the void was seen surging.
After a few blinks of time, a skeletal figure more than three meters tall was formed, with a death scythe in his hand.
With the appearance of the skeleton figures, the cold atmosphere around them became even more intense, making people shudder.
