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Chapter 2142 crisis

"you wanna die!"

The huge face is furious.

The Green Demon King, the Lord of the Greenwood Heavenly Domain.

The Qingmu Demon King was injured by the Creation Immortal and fell into a deep sleep. Then the Qing Demon King took advantage of the situation and devoured most of his origin. He almost died and relied on a life-saving magic weapon to support him.

This news has spread. Some demon kings in the Aoki Heaven Territory are still dissatisfied. However, the Aoki Demon King has swallowed up most of the Aoki Demon King's origin. He is only one step away from the Demon King. No demon dares to offend such a green demon king, so he has no choice but to let it go.

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However, if he wants to swallow the entire Aoki Demon King, the Aoki Demon King cannot do it yet, so he can only ask other demons for help.

In this battle, the Green Demon King took the initiative to ask for a fight. The purpose was to achieve military exploits and let the Demon Court take action to help him open the Aoki Demon Emperor's life-saving magic weapon and completely devour the Aoki Demon Emperor.

Wu Potian is one of the four heavenly kings of the human race's Immortal Court. He has a high and powerful position. If he is killed, it will be a great achievement, and the Qing Demon Court can completely wipe out the will of the Aoki Demon Emperor.

"Die."

Tall trees rose from the ground, quickly shrunk and fell behind a man with long green hair. He was none other than the Green Demon King, and the tree was his dharma image.

"If you want to kill me, I have to see if you are qualified."

Wu Potian punched out, countless demon warships exploded one after another, and the souls of hundreds of millions of demon soldiers and demon generals were scattered.

The Green Demon King was furious and quickly took action to block Wu Potian.

The two men fought for the law of the great road. The sky shook, countless stars fell like rain, and the monks of the two races within a million miles around were killed and injured.

"Go to heaven!"

Wu Potian jumped up and flew into the starry sky outside the territory.

"Stupid humans."

The Green Demon King sneered and flew away immediately.

Wu Potian cares about his soldiers and horses, but the Green Demon King doesn't care.

Not to mention anything else, the demon clan is capable of living and does not feel distressed by any number of deaths.

The two left, and the monks of the two races on the battlefield breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay to die on the battlefield, but to die in the aftermath of their fight before taking action would be aggrieved.

"Is this the power of the Golden Immortal?"

Yang Yu raised his head and looked at the light that erupted from time to time in the distance, muttering to himself.

"I don't know if I can achieve it in this life."

"laugh!"

There was a sneer from the side, and a disciple of the Yaoyang Sect said disdainfully: "There is no hope in this life, let's go to the next life."

Yang Yu wanted to refute, but an angry shout rang in his ears: "What are you doing standing still, kill!"

In an instant, the battleships flew across the sky, countless rays of light flew out, and countless rays of light flew from the opposite side, rushing into each other's battleship groups, causing the battleships' shields to shake violently and shatter layer by layer.

Explosions came one after another, and hundreds of thousands of warships exploded in an instant. The densely packed monks fled in panic, scurrying around like flies.

If you are lucky, you can escape into other battleships; if you are unlucky, you can disappear directly from the world, both physically and mentally.

The sky is filled with broken fairy lands, and all kinds of treasures hidden in the fairy lands are as dense as rain.

With just one volley, more than a billion monks from both tribes disappeared.

The monks who witnessed everything trembled.

They have all seen various battles, but when have they ever seen such a big scene.

"This is war."

For a moment, no matter whether it was a human or a demon, this thought was all in his mind.

In this situation, everyone below the immortal level is an ant, and the true immortals and celestial beings are just surviving. Only when you reach the golden immortal level can you have some control over your own destiny.

"kill!"

The monks from the two tribes roared angrily, and the warships from both sides finally rushed together, like two schools of fish mixed together, chasing each other and fighting.

Yaoyangmen's fleet was quickly dispersed, and Yang Yu and his warships were in danger on the battlefield.

Boom! A crossbow arrow flew in and hit Yang Yu's battleship. The battleship trembled violently, and the protective shield made a harsh and unpleasant sound. It was crumbling, but luckily it was prevented.

"It's over, I can't go back."

Yang Yu said with a sad face.

"I didn't let you come here. Do you regret it now?"

Deadwood laughed.

"We have to find a way to escape."

Yang Yu transmitted the message.

"Forget it."

Kumu was very indifferent: "If you escape privately, you will be treated as a deserter, and you will be killed without mercy. The other immortal sects where you are located will be investigated.

And here, even if you escape, where can you escape to?

It’s all a death.”

"Then wait to die?"

Yang Yu said.

"if not?"

Deadwood sneered.

This 100,000-year-old ginseng is also helpless.

No one wants to die, but there is nothing we can do.

Yang Yu said with a mournful face: "Pray that the battleships of Yaoyangmen will be strong..." Before he finished speaking, there was a bang, and the battleship was hit by a beam of light, spinning out and rolling out, and the protective shield flickered a few times with difficulty.

, finally broke, revealing the desperate monk inside.

"All the immortals block it with me and repair the shield immediately."

The person in charge of this battleship was a veteran immortal from Yaoyang Clan, and he shouted angrily at this moment.

He unfolded the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and other Heavenly Immortals and True Immortals also unfolded their own Heavenly Immortal Realm and True Immortal Realm. They merged with each other to form a tough protective layer to protect the battleship from being destroyed.

On this kind of battlefield, once there are no battleships, the immortals are just fish on the chopping board and can die at any time.

The formation masters of Yaoyang Gate worked desperately to repair the protective formation.

But before it could be repaired, several salvos penetrated the protection of these immortals, punched several holes in the warship, and was about to collapse.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, our sect leader is right behind, and he will help us."

The angel said.

The sect leader of Yaoyang Sect is also a Golden Immortal. At this time, he is confronting the demon clan and the demon king. Seeing that the warship under his sect is almost exploded, he quickly reaches out his big hand and wants to fish it away.

"How dare you get distracted by attacking me?"

The demon king who was confronting the leader of the Yaoyang Sect was an ape demon. He took out a stick and casually smashed it at Yang Yu's battleship.

Yaoyangmen was furious and quickly stopped the ape demon, so there was no way to rescue Yang Yu and the others.

As long as he saves him, the ape demon will smash him.

"Ruined!"

All the monks on Yang Yu's battleship fell into despair.

Several immortals quickly reached out and grabbed the disciples, trying to escape to other battleships.

Fortunately, these people still upheld the feelings of the same clan and did not abandon Yang Yu and the others.

But at this time, the warships were bombarding randomly and the space was shaking, making it impossible to move in space. Moreover, those warships did not dare to let go of their protective shields to let them in.

"Ruined!"

Now even the immortals of Yaoyang Clan were in despair.

Just at this moment, the monks saw a group of warships with snowflakes and snow-capped mountains engraved on them flying towards them.

"It's the fleet from the Ice and Snow Realm."

Someone recognized these fleets.

But no one said anything.

"Please help me quickly."

Yang Yu shouted anxiously.

"It's no use."

A Yaoyang Clan monk bitterly laughed at himself: "I don't even dare to save my own family, let alone outsiders."

Once the protective cover is opened, the battleship may be blown up. No one dares to take this risk.

"It's over!"

Everyone was desperate.

But at this moment, a battleship suddenly opened its protective cover, a big hand flew out, and with a single fishy move, all these people were captured.

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