In the sky, the energy of more than eight thousand abyss demons gathered together and transformed into a huge phantom of the demon god.
This demon god is like the ancestor of the world-destroying god, exuding terrifying pressure and looking down on the people!
"What is that!"
On the human side, many warriors had just finished adjusting their breath. Looking at the huge demonic vision in the sky, they felt extremely depressed.
Even across the great formation of heaven and man, the aura of this demon made them somewhat breathless.
Thirty-three-day warriors with weaker cultivation levels couldn't help but look pale and their palms were sweaty.
"It's a battle formation, more powerful than the previous one. If I guessed correctly, this battle formation is integrated with the Demon God's formation patterns!"
Speaking of Mo, his eyesight is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary Thirty-Three Heavenly Warriors.
"The pattern of the Demon God?" Emperor Shakya was shocked. They had heard the name of the Demon God many times. This Demon God seemed to be the founder of the Tomb of the Demon God.
"Just like Lin Ming has blessed us with the power of his laws, the abyss demons can naturally find higher-level formations to bless their power. I'm afraid we are in trouble..."
Che smiled bitterly, realizing that this battle was more difficult than he originally thought.
No matter what formation patterns are incorporated into the battle formation of the demon army, it is actually not something that the Thirty-three Heavenly Warriors should care about. The only thing they can do is to use all their strength to resist it all.
"roar!"
The demon god roared, shattering the sun, moon, mountains and rivers. It rushed down like a boundless night, covering the formation of the thirty-three warriors inside!
"Crack!"
The Heavenly Formation made an overwhelming crunching sound, and a crack appeared on the surface.
This is a power that is enough to destroy the world. The hundreds of Celestial Beings who bore the brunt of the impact were violently shaken, and they all flew backwards. Such a terrible impact, they were like small leaves in the storm, unable to resist at all, including the true god-level kings.
Biyue also spat out a mouthful of blood, dyeing her snow-white clothes red.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
As they retreated, the screams of the Thirty-three Heavenly Lords sounded one after another. Someone couldn't bear the raging energy shock wave and exploded to death!
People watched helplessly as lives that were alive a moment ago were torn into pieces.
Such an energy storm can be resisted if the body's protective energy can be kept intact. Otherwise, once the energy shield explodes, it will be shattered to pieces in an instant!
This miserable way of death makes one's scalp numb.
The storm raged for a full stick of incense before slowly calming down. The Shura Sea was evaporated dry. More than twenty warriors of the Thirty-three Days were killed in the battle. Many of them could not even find their bodies.
, can only collect some vague flesh and blood.
"What a tragedy!"
The dead are all heroes of the Thirty-three Heavens, and many of them have lived for tens of millions of years. They are all masters in their respective secondary worlds, but in a war of this level, they appear extremely fragile.
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After collecting the mutilated corpse of the deceased, the thirty-three-day warriors were filled with a tragic feeling.
However, no one stopped to mourn the deceased. They began to meditate and regulate their breathing without Shen Meng and others' instructions, preparing for the next, more brutal battle.
"Jun Biyue, are you okay?"
Shen Meng is a little worried about Jun Biyue's injury. There are only twenty-eight true gods left in the thirty-three days. Tianzun is broken, but it will not be broken. However, every time one of these twenty-eight true gods dies,
This will result in a missing corner of the formation and greater pressure.
"fine……"
Jun Biyue smiled hard and indicated that she could continue fighting.
Che took out a pill and handed it to Jun Biyue, telling him to adjust his breathing as soon as possible.
"These bastards!"
In the distance, the slightly pale-faced Grand Master of the Great Flood Demon Kingdom said bitterly that the attack just now cost him and several high-ranking true gods a great deal of energy as a medium for the formation.
Although the formation of heaven and man was cracked, such cracks were far from enough to cause the formation to collapse. Now it is seen that the formation is repairing itself, which makes many demons secretly feel scared. This formation is worse than them.
Imagination is even more powerful.
"Humph, let's see how long they can hold on."
A protracted battle unfolded between the Thirty-three Heavens and the Dark Abyss. Every day, some warriors of the Thirty-three Heavens died, sometimes more than a dozen, sometimes dozens.
People have become accustomed to their comrades dying around them. After witnessing too many lives and deaths, these Thirty-three Heavenly Heroes are no longer afraid of death.
They actually cherish life, but they are more afraid of the annihilation of their race. They are afraid that after they die, their descendants will be used as slaves or even livestock by the abyss demons, and they will be slaughtered whenever they want.
After twelve days of fierce fighting, thirty-three days of Tianzun-level warriors lost more than three hundred people.
Three true gods were injured, among which Jun Biyue was the most seriously injured. It was not that Jun Biyue was weak. In fact, Jun Biyue's strength was among the best among the lower true gods. However, Jun Biyue withstood the demon formations twice in a row.
It's a frontal impact, and it's normal to be severely injured if the two injuries are superimposed!
Even in this situation, Jun Biyue did not retreat from the front line, because the current situation did not allow him to retreat.
On the fifteenth day, the Thirty-three Heavenly Lords had already killed more than four hundred people.
For the great formation of heaven and man, the twenty-eight true gods are naturally the most important and are the foundation of the formation, but the heavenly deities are also indispensable. The combat power exerted by the 1,800 heavenly deities united is also crucial.
The loss of dozens of these Tianzun-level combat forces is nothing, but after losing hundreds of people, the strength of the Tianren Formation is obviously not as good as before.
With each attack, more and more cracks appeared in the formation, and its recovery became slower and slower.
The Thirty-Three Heavenly Warriors obviously felt a sharp increase in pressure. You must know that on the side of the Dark Abyss, almost no demons among them died. At most, there were only some demons who temporarily withdrew from the front line to recuperate due to excessive burning of blood essence.
With the overall strength more than doubled, the opponent adopted the tactics of wheel battle, making the Thirty-Three Heavenly Warriors unable to hold on any longer!
Now, only half of the time Lin Ming requested has passed!
Can it really last for a month? No one can guarantee it.
Maybe before the January period comes, all the warriors of the Thirty-three Heavens have died in battle.
Starting from the sixteenth day, the attacks of the abyss demons slowed down slightly.
Under such a situation, Shenmeng and other senior officials of Thirty-Three Heavens did not feel at all relaxed. Instead, they felt even heavier. They had realized that this was probably the calm before the storm. The abyss demon was brewing a more terrifying attack! (