Under the bright moon and long night, the battle is like a sea.
In the center of the battlefield, Lin Huang and the two ancestors of Piaoxue Palace fought off countless attacks and suffered heavy losses but refused to retreat.
Outside the battlefield, Piaoxue Palace and Xuanyuan Mansion were like two sharp knives cutting through the battlefield.
The earth-shattering battle caused the earth to crack and the mountains and rivers to tremble. Countless attacks crushed the void and destroyed everything they touched.
Lin Cangxue's white clothes were stained with blood, her face was pale but she had endless killing intent, and Cangxue's sword was covered with cracks.
Jun Qingcheng's face was as pale as snow, and she was shaking from the void.
The two ancestors of Piaoxue Palace were traumatized, and they were shocked to wake up.
And around the five people, there were hundreds of corpses and blood flowing freely.
However, no matter how talented and powerful Lin Cangxue and others are, they will not be able to compete with thousands of warriors unless they enter the Martial King Realm.
Manpower sometimes runs out!
In just a few moments, the five people would still be killed by the locust-like warriors until their corpses were completely gone.
But at the center of the war, Lin Huang had no fighting power at all.
As early as when the dragon's veins broke into two parts, he suffered heavy injuries, and all the muscles and bones in his body were shattered. If it weren't for the curse of heaven, he would not be able to kill everyone.
Now that the curse of heaven has entered the body, it has already made the forest wasteland like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and people's lives are in danger.
Now, he has no time to pay attention to the battle around him. The curse of heaven has entered his body and has already turned his Xuanhai into a dark whirlpool.
The evil power flowed through his body, making him unable to use any strength at all.
The vitality in his body drained away, causing his internal organs to nearly fail.
In the Xuanhai, the invincible Heavenly Shura seemed to have lost his former dominance and invincibility when he encountered Heaven's Curse.
In the dark mysterious sea, Tian Shura was surrounded by Heaven's Curse. His angry struggles and roars became the only force in Lin Huang's body that had not surrendered to Heaven's Curse.
However, no matter how hard Tian Shura struggled, there was still a trace of evil power seeping into Tian Shura's body.
Lin Huang's heart was filled with ice. If even Heavenly Shura could not withstand the power of the curse, then there would be no room for change in his life's fate.
In the center of the battlefield, Lin Huang struggled to sit up cross-legged, closed his eyes and sank into the mysterious sea, urging the power of Heavenly Shura to fight against the curse of Heaven.
Even if it is like a worm trying to shake a tree, he still has to make the last effort.
Rumble.
The war between heaven and earth continued, and countless terrifying attacks came, making it difficult for everyone to resist.
In the void, hundreds of Wuhou formed a large formation to suppress and kill the king.
Tens of thousands of warriors swarmed forward one after another, intending to kill Lin Cangxue and others.
The five people in the center of the battlefield were all seriously injured and could not escape to heaven.
At this moment, a giant palm appeared across the sky, smashing the three people who were attacking Lin Cangxue, and the figure of Yan Zhijiang, the ancestor of Piaoxue Palace, appeared.
The Snow Palace appears.
Then a golden gun flashed, and Lu Han stepped on the glacier and stood in front of Lin Huang.
"Xuanziying, Yu!"
Shen Qingshan led the Xuanzi camp and followed. Hundreds of cavalry formed an iron barrel to guard Lin Huang and others.
Murong Fen was clad in a huge array of fire, burning and killing people in all directions.
"DiZiying, attack!"
Zhao Huangtu shouted coldly and ordered the hundreds of cavalry behind him. In a few breaths, Dixuan Shuangzi Camp completed its formation change.
Xuanzi camp is like an iron barrel guarding Lin Huang and others.
The ground character camp formed a triangular sharp knife, thrust horizontally into the midst of tens of thousands of warriors.
Zhao Huangtu is the head of the sharp sword.
Shen Qingshan broke off and pressed the formation.
Murong Fen used a large formation to protect everyone.
Yan Zhijiao, Lin Cangxue, and Jun Qingcheng are on the two wings of a triangular sharp knife.
In less than a few breaths, a torrent of steel rushed forward among tens of thousands of warriors. Wherever it touched, the surrounding warriors fell like grass and trees.
"Heh...has the Dixuan Shuangzi Camp also taken action?"
In the void, Marquis Wu chuckled.
"I didn't expect the people of Xuanyuan Mansion, besides being powerful, to be so arrogant. Do you want to shake tens of thousands of warriors with less than a thousand cavalry?"
"It's too disrespectful to take Wuhou and us into consideration!"
"In that case, let these people be completely buried here. I want to see how the Xuanhuang Four-Character Camp of Heaven and Earth has become an undefeated legend, and how it has become unrivaled in the world?"
Some warriors sneered.
On the battlefield, Zhao Huangtu, the leader of the sharp sword, paused in his steps and stared ahead with his eyebrows raised, his expression suddenly becoming more solemn.
There were only thirty feet in front of them, and hundreds of Wuhou were displayed. The condensed aura was like a towering mountain, blocking everyone's way.
"Do you really want to be enemies with Xuanyuan Mansion?"
Zhao Huangtu looked calm.
"Linhuang has killed too many evildoers, and that little girl in red is even more of a witch. They have taken away the Dongling Dragon Vein. How can we, the warriors, let them cause harm to the world!"
Su Lin, the Supreme Elder of Qianyin Valley, said calmly, "Could it be that your Xuanyuan Mansion also wants to help the tyrants commit evil, regardless of the justice of the world? Let me, the Dongling warrior, lose all his luck?"
"Xuan Yuan's raising of soldiers is a legend in the world. Shouldn't he shoulder the great justice of heaven and earth?"
Su Lin's voice is like the roar of a Buddhist lion, which can shock people's hearts.
"Justice?"
Zhao Huangtu chuckled twice, and then looked as cold as a knife, "In the Dongling Realm, there is no place for people to talk about righteousness with the Xuanyuan clan who is a single descendant of the Nine Meridians!"
"Since you are trying to block the road, I, Zhao Huangtu, will see what you can do and break my cavalry formation! When Lord Xuanyuan comes in person, I will kill you all!"
Zhao Huangtu stood with his hands behind his back, not looking down at the hundreds of warriors.
"Is Xuanyuan Tibing coming?"
The faces of all the Wuhous were startled, and their expressions were momentarily absent-minded.
Zhao Huangtu was indifferent and silent, leading the people behind him, walking forward step by step...
"Hmph, if Xuanyuan Ti's troops could come, they would have already appeared. Why do you need to fight in blood here!"
A warrior reacted and smiled unscrupulously.
Zhao Huangtu remained silent, but his movements were not slow at all.
"Zhao Huangtu, since your Xuan Shuangzi camp does not know what is good and what is good, and is helping the tyrants to do evil, we have no choice but to take action and clean up the family for Xuanyuan Tibing!"
Su Lin sneered, and his withered figure was like a vulture, killing Zhao Huangtu.
"Destroy it!"
Zhao Huangtu calmly raised his eyes and ordered the cavalry behind him.
Suddenly, the Dixuan double-character camp moved like thunder, formed a formation and fought towards the Wuhou, without any fear in their eyes.
The war begins again!
Rumble.
When the local Xuan Shuangzi camp was fighting against Wuhou, the sound of mountains and rivers shaking suddenly sounded in the void, and a tragic voice sounded out:
"You little bastards, how dare you surround and kill me, Mr. Lin, I will kill you if I don't live!"
Everyone turned their heads and saw a burly and thick figure appearing on the edge of the battlefield, with golden light all over its body, as bright as a river. It stepped on a black killing beast.
One person and one beast, like spears that broke through the world's storms, pierced into tens of thousands of warriors and headed towards the forest wasteland.
"Kill him!"
A warrior scolded angrily and walked towards the golden figure.
roar.
The giant black killing beast roared, jumped up, and swallowed the warriors who were coming from across the sky.
On top of the giant beast, Little Fatty Bai snorted coldly. His whole body was as if made of gold and was indestructible. He stepped on the giant beast with his feet, moved his arms across the void, and blasted the warriors who came to kill him one after another.
The giant beast was even more ferocious, and anyone who dared to kill it would be swallowed whole by it, leaving no room for escape.
Among the thousands of troops, the man and the beast moved forward like a spear. Wherever he went, heads rolled down, and blood rained like a curtain. He actually had the power to cross the battlefield and physically kill all directions.
On this day...
The once playful and capricious Bai Xiaopang now has a solemn look on his face, like a walking god of murder, showing off his world-shaking appearance for the first time!