For a time, the dragon slayers not only shared the same hatred of the enemy, but were not afraid of life and death, and they almost displayed 200% lethality.
It was this fierceness and determination that led to a qualitative change.
There was more blood-colored mist, which was very dense, and a layer of armor that looked like blood appeared on the bodies of the dragon-slaying warriors in the killing array.
"kill!"
Running the killing formation, they killed and counterattacked the densely packed cultivating armies surrounding them.
That's right, even if they are surrounded by layers of people, they still have to fight back.
Keep killing.
In a short period of time, a thick layer of corpses had accumulated on the ground.
At the same time, Jiang Yao, Leng Feng, Mo Xue, Yan Xue and others were also fighting frantically.
They were dealing with strong men in the world of cultivation. As expected, there were many monks and strong men in the world.
Even if a lot of people were killed by dragon teeth, there were still many people.
However, they are also not afraid, but are full of fighting spirit and fight crazily.
Even though they were no match in numbers, their momentum overwhelmed the opponent.
"Don't be afraid to kill the opponent."
"There are so many of us, they are just the garbage of the world."
The commander in the cultivation world shouted, and they continued to fight.
Time flew by, and two minutes passed. Instead of gaining an advantage, they were clearly at a disadvantage.
The strong men in the world of cultivation could not believe that their army in the world of cultivation would lose to the secular army in frontal close combat.
At this time, a steady stream of cultivating armies came from all directions and besieged him crazily.
For a time, the pressure of slaying the dragon increased greatly.
However, the momentum of the dragon slaying was gone. Instead, it became more powerful, killing more people, and the blood mist all over the body became thicker.
"kill!"
As a marshal, Mark blasted a monk to death with his right unicorn arm and roared with scarlet eyes.
"kill!"
Others also shouted in unison.
Then, bloody runes appeared on these people's bodies, completely condensed into armor, and the weapons in their hands were also blessed with runes.
Take Kurogane for example. When he swings the dagger in his hand, in addition to the usual blade light, there is also a layer of blood runes on the surface.
This is just an individual. If you look at it from a distance or look at the whole group, you will find a huge dragon head faintly condensed above their heads, and the dragon's power is rolling.
A terrifying and abnormal murderous aura rushed towards them, like a mountain or a sea, suppressing them, and their aura plummeted.
"No, how is that possible?"
When an elder saw this, his expression changed greatly, "The aura of the dual-level killing god! Didn't it say that only Zhang Cheng's presence can activate the aura of the dual-level killing god?"
In the past, it was true that only Zhang Cheng was here and everyone worked together to achieve the dual-level killing god aura.
However, the Dragon Slaying Headquarters was captured by the cultivators, and their family and friends were captured. They were filled with hatred and murderous intent, and united together. Not long ago, they were able to gather the dualistic killing aura alone.
Moreover, the dualistic killing god aura was stronger than that condensed by Zhang Cheng at that time, covering everyone and condensing the dragon's head.
Their strength skyrocketed, and the people on the opposite side were suppressed by this terrifying murderous aura, and their power plummeted. Those who were weak-willed would even become exhausted and have a mental breakdown.
"Kill them!"
Tulong roared.
The weapons in their hands kept attacking, click, click, click.
There are weapons from other worlds, and there are also weapons from the earthly world. Their original lethality is now blessed by the aura of the dualistic killing god, and their power suddenly increases.
"Ahhh!"
With a scream, a monk was torn into pieces by bullets. Logically speaking, his soul could escape, but his soul, soul, soul was torn apart by the bullets that followed.
Both body and soul are destroyed!
Seeing this scene, all the monks felt chilled and their momentum dropped again.
On the other hand, Tulong and the others became more prosperous and courageous as they fought, and the more blood mist they had on their bodies.
The killing god has a stronger aura!
The three huge dragon heads above their heads are becoming more and more solid, and their eyes are filled with terrifying murderous intent.
"No, it could be that this is evolving towards the Three Yuan Killing God's aura." Seeing the changes in the dragon head, the expressions of several older monks changed and they immediately ordered: "Stop them, we must not let them concentrate on the Three Yuan Killing God."
Divine aura.”
They took the lead and killed, followed by groups of monks.
"Look at my magic weapon!"
"Spell!"
Magic weapons and spells poured down, some of them were so powerful that they actually penetrated the aura of the God of Death and hit more than a dozen dragon-slaying warriors.
Even with the protection of the killing god's aura, their bones and tendons were still broken by the smash, and several of them even turned into nothingness.
But as long as they were not dead and could still stand up, they gritted their teeth and continued fighting as if nothing had happened. As for those who were injured and fell down, there were puppets to deal with them.
A dragon slayer will never give up on his companions.
It is precisely because everyone is united and works together that we can have this kind of lethality and this kind of combat effectiveness.
However, the cultivation world is really powerful. Seeing that their murderous aura was evolving, they interrupted it and a large number of monks, mortals, and puppets appeared around them.
Some of these puppets are more powerful than monks, invulnerable to weapons, water and fire.
And, don’t be afraid of pain or death.
No matter how strong the killing intent of Slaying the Dragon is, they cannot feel it because they are all dead creatures.
The two sides continued to fight fiercely, and soon, more and more people from the cultivation world appeared and besieged Tu Long.
Many of them are strong. No matter how strong they are in slaying dragons, they are obviously falling behind more and more.
Jiang Yao, Gu Haohao, Mo Xue, Leng Feng, Lan Yue, they were all injured.
"Kill them. Take their heads, and there will be a huge reward."
The commander of the cultivation world ordered and shouted.
As the saying goes, there must be brave men under a heavy reward. They swarmed up and rushed to slay the dragon like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
Even the murderous aura condensed by the bloody God of Death was somewhat irresistible. There were figures everywhere, killings everywhere, and the smell of fresh blood filled the air.
Many people had died in the dragon slaying. However, their momentum remained unabated and they resisted tenaciously.
"Mark, what are you waiting for? This is the time."
Jiang Yao, who was in the fierce battle, glanced at the densely packed battlefield with almost no gaps, and sent a message to Mark.
"You don't need to tell me, I know the time has come." Mark, also a veteran, had piercing eyes and was about to give an order. When he heard Jiang Yao's words, he immediately gave the order.
The dragon-slaying man got out of the way, and a group of dragon-slaying warriors rushed out from the center, hundreds of them in total.
They wore dragon-slaying uniforms and charged at the enemy fiercely.
The dragon slayer was retreating, shrinking his formation, and gathering blood mist.
"Haha, they ran away. It's impossible to leave a group of people behind and then escape."
"Don't even look at where this place is."
"Kill them."
They thought Tulong wanted to run away, so a group of people left behind couldn't help laughing and rushed forward with satisfaction.
Soon, they were engaged in a fierce battle with hundreds of dragon-slaying warriors from the "Discontinued Queen".
A body-refining monk raised his hand and penetrated the chest of a dragon-slaying warrior as easily as the edge of a sword.