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Chapter 592 Fierce Battle at Baili Pingtian (1)

Chapter 49: Fierce Battle at Baili Pingtian (1)

Above the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Beasts, light and darkness merged into one, and it was hard to tell whether it was day or night. On this day, all the people huddled in their homes, not daring to take a step out.

The space was broken, restored, broken again, and restored again. The entire Kingdom of Beasts was like a hell on earth, with ruins and corpses everywhere, rivers dyed red with blood, and mountains razed to the ground.

Many monks became obsessed with external influences and killed each other, making the already fragmented world even more chaotic.

Many sects such as the Zhenwu Taoist Temple, the Divine Sect, the Daming Temple, the Holy War Hall, the Ice and Snow Holy Land, the Demon Sect, etc. have all activated protective formations to resist the pressure of the Holy Spirit that is destroying the world.

This situation lasted for a full month and a half.

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Lu Ya, Han Sanli, the leader of the Demon Cult and others gathered together to form a huge shield, fighting against a vortex of chaos that covered the sky. Everyone's face turned pale.

"It seems like you guys can't hold it any longer."

Baili Pingtian was able to hold his own against dozens of strong disciples with both palms, and he was still able to pin down the opponent steadily.

The vortex of chaos twists, eliminates, and devours everything around it.

The Holy Land of Ten Thousand Beasts has long since collapsed. Since the death of the four beast gods, the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Beasts has long existed in name only.

Baili Pingtian's right palm trembled unconsciously. This war lasted for half a month, even if he was stronger than him, he would inevitably be a little tired.

At this moment, a huge bloody ax suddenly fell from the sky and struck Baili Pingtian.

Baili Pingtian unexpectedly frowned in a rare way, and with a thought in his mind, an invisible barrier of chaos appeared behind him, wrapping his whole body.

——Crack!

This is the first time since its appearance that the invisible barrier has shown signs of fragmentation.

"Refining Warrior of the Returned Ruins Realm?!"

Baili Pingtian shouted low, and his figure suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already hundreds of miles away. The monstrous blood ax hit the chaotic vortex, and both of them collapsed at the same time.

A man holding a blood ax slowly appeared. He was the master of the Bloodstained Secret Realm and a descendant of the Blood Emperor, Ying Cang!

"We haven't seen each other for five hundred years, but our level has not improved at all." Baili Pingtian stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at each other.

"Huh, so are you!"

Lu Ya, Lu Zhanyuan and others were a little surprised. They obviously didn't expect that these two people knew each other, and it seemed that they had a grudge five hundred years ago.

"No wonder Yingcang agreed immediately." As Lu Zhanyuan said this, he took out the purple jade gourd and poured a sip of spiritual wine into his mouth to replenish the true energy in his body.

"I could defeat you five hundred years ago, and I can still defeat you five hundred years from now!"

Baili Pingtian disappeared instantly. In the blink of an eye, a black space crack appeared in the sky. The surrounding space compressed sharply and was slowly swallowed by the black hole.

When Ying Cang raised his hand, a ten thousand-foot-long blood-colored light curtain appeared out of thin air. Then, with a squeeze of his hand, the light curtain instantly condensed into a golden and red axe.

Ying Cang stretched out his hand and held the big ax in his hand, and several Shattered Voids started to kill Baili Pingtian.

Baili Pingtian held the black hole in the palm of his right hand and stepped on it. Everything within a radius of a hundred miles became blurred. Darkness, chaos, and nothingness filled the world, and everything turned into something between intangible and tangible.

Ying Cang snorted and slashed down in the air. The bloody mark instantly cut the chaos into two pieces at a speed a hundred times faster than the wind. The space where it passed was broken every inch, like the blazing sun clearing away the mist.

Before this, Lu Ya and all of them could not break through the territory together, and Winning Cang only needed an axe.


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