The decisive battle is coming and everyone is fighting.
Some people died in the battle, but more exorcists are still fighting without risking their lives.
In the sky, on the ground, and even under the rocks, everyone fought hard for the last glimmer of hope in Middle-earth.
The fire lit up the entire sky, and the hot air waves even dispersed the black clouds on the horizon. There were only a few armed helicopters left in the sky, but the skeleton birds of the Ten Thousand Moken Air Force were still circling.
There are too many opponents.
No one expected that on the eve of the decisive battle, the Ten Thousand Demons Pit would be able to gather more than a million evil spirits and put them into the battlefield in different categories.
This battle was almost a country-breaking battle in the Ten Thousand Demons Pit.
Guns roared and flames surged. Everyone tried their best to kill Xie Sui, but like the tide in the sea, the other party retreated one group and then came back another.
Just when the two sides were fighting inextricably, a huge black flag rose in the sky, covering the sky like a dark cloud, almost covering half of the sky.
Under the black banner, swords flew across the sky, fireworks shot into the sky, and then a shrill scream echoed throughout the battlefield.
It wasn't until this moment that everyone realized that this sound was not emitted through sound wave vibrations, but directly through soul vibrations.
Any living person with three souls and seven souls will hear this shrill scream.
The Yinfeng general who was fighting suddenly trembled, turned his head and said in shock: "The Empress!"
In an instant, the entire battlefield seemed to freeze for a moment!
The one who screamed was naturally the female emperor's corpse. The ever-expanding black flag above her head, what else could it be if it wasn't the Pangu flag?
Those two swords are of course the Demon Sword to Suppress Ghosts, the Yu Sword, and the Black and White Sword of Life and Death!
After more than ten seconds of silence, the exorcists burst into earth-shattering cheers. Was the empress's corpse injured by the four brothers from the Yin Yang shop?
Is the powerful man second only to the Ancestor of Corpses in the Ten Thousand Demons Pit finally injured?
Zhou Dingguo shouted sternly: "The empress is dead! The whereabouts of the ancestor of the corpse are unknown! It is the time for our generation to make contributions! Everyone! The future of Middle-earth is in our hands!"
Zhang Gui's voice spread throughout the audience: "The third flag of Zhenbei Army! The fifth flag! The sixteenth flag! Block the Northern Territory Corpse Soldiers!"
"The 10th and 13th banner of Zhenbei Army, suppress the ghost soldiers of the Southern Region!"
"All flag commanders of the Death Army! Besiege the Corpse Demon troops! We must annihilate them all! For the other flags, hold back Guipi and Yinfeng, the two troops!"
The screams of the empress's corpse were like a shot in the arm for the exorcist warriors, and Zhang Gui's order made everyone more confident. They all rushed to the front and refused to retreat.
Forced by this momentum, the evil spirits could no longer resist and began to retreat steadily.
Apollo, the sun god, frowned, then turned around and said: "Mr. Wanhuo, you are a subordinate of Emperor Shun, and I am the direct descendant of the ancestor of ghosts. You are not a living person, why do you need to stand with China-Earth?"
"I'll give you a chance. Stop now and take Yu Du and everyone away from the battlefield. I promise not to hurt a hair on your head. How about that?"
Mr. Wan Huo laughed loudly: "Apollo, are you out of your mind?"
"My God, I am fighting to the death, and the two great priests in purple are still fighting bravely to be the first. Now that you let me go, do you want me to show any shame?"
"I understand what you mean, don't you just want to help Wan Mo trick you? Come on, kill me, I guarantee no one will stop you!"
The Sun God looked at Mr. Wanhuo carefully, then shook his head and said, "Mr. Wanhuo, times have changed."
"When it comes to fighting alone, I am definitely no match for you. But this is a battle of life and death. What we want is victory, life and death! Based on this, I'm afraid you really are no match for me."
Mr. Wan Huo laughed loudly: "Can you beat me?"
The Sun God said seriously: "Wrong! I can't beat you, but I can kill you!"
Mr. Wan Huo was slightly stunned when he said this. He couldn't win, but he could kill?
Then his face immediately became stern. Winning or losing, life or death, are two different things. The sun god Apollo is the disciple of the ancestor of ghosts, and he has the support of the entire ghost kingdom. Who dares to believe that he is just an ordinary person?
Don’t you see that Prince Chic and Scientist Babis Black are extremely afraid of the Ghost Kingdom and dare not send troops to conquer it?
Mr. Wan Huo shouted in a low voice: "In that case, I'm waiting for you to kill me! Please!"
Apollo, the sun god, smiled, and the gods around him retreated one after another. He stretched out his hand, and a ray of golden light burst out from his hand.
"I heard that Mr. Wanhuo likes to play with fire the most. Why don't you give it a try and see how my flame is doing?"
The flame was golden in color and looked extremely beautiful. But Mr. Wanhuo's face changed color in horror after seeing it. Because as a spirit of fire, he was extremely affectionate to the flames in the world.
It can be said that he is the flame, and the flame is him. Whether it is Yang fire or Yin fire, as long as it is fire, he can blend it into himself!
But this golden flame in front of him made him unable to understand what kind of flame it was!
Plasma state? Fusion state? It seems like neither!
The Sun God said calmly: "Thousands of years ago, a fortune teller once made a fortune for Mr. Wan Huo. He said that Mr. Wan Huo was born from fire and died from fire."
"You are the essence of all fires, and you are familiar with all the flames in the world. But if one day, you encounter a flame that you don't even recognize, the time has come."
Mr. Wan Huo said solemnly: "The person who criticizes orders is a waste! He is forced to wander around the world because of his destiny. Can you believe what he says?"
"He also said that the world is going to be destroyed. If that's true, it's useless for us to fight! Let's all surrender to the Ancestor of Corpses!"
The Sun God smiled and said: "The person who gives orders can only see the events of his own era, but he cannot predict the events of the next era. He is an ancient man thousands of years ago, but he has to give orders to living people of this era. What's the point?
Omissions are naturally considered normal.”
"It's just that Mr. Wanhuo, you are from the previous era, and what he approved was also the destiny of the previous era. It may not be inaccurate!"
He stretched out his hand with a smile, and the ray of golden flame almost turned Mr. Wanhuo's face into a golden look.
Mr. Wan Huo shouted: "You are deceiving the public with your evil words! Today I will see how you use a flame to kill me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, colorful flames suddenly appeared and rolled directly towards the sun god.
The Sun God sighed and said, "I didn't want to kill you, but you insisted on stopping me. I'm sorry!"
He raised his hand, and golden flames rose into the sky, slowly floating in front of Mr. Wanhuo.
Mr. Wan Huo is the essence of fire, how can he care about this kind of thing? He opened his mouth and inhaled, and the golden flame was already in front of him.
He was also cautious. Although he was not afraid of any flames, he still did not touch the golden flames rashly, but stared at the flames carefully.
At the beginning, Mr. Wan Huo was still looking at this golden flame curiously, wondering what the origin of this thing was.
The firelight illuminated his face in a golden light, making him look extremely strange.
But in the next second, Mr. Wan Huo's expression changed instantly, as if he had seen an extremely terrifying existence, he retreated without hesitation.
As he retreated, the golden flames seemed to be driven by the surrounding air, and chased after Mr. Wan Huo. Only the golden light was seen flowing, accompanied by Mr. Wan Huo's scream: "Soul-burning fire!"
Amid the screams, Mr. Wanhuo's body split into seven and fled in seven directions. However, the golden flame also split into seven and followed Mr. Wanhuo quickly.
Six of the golden flames were extremely fast and caught up with the six figures in an instant. No matter what color the fire was, it immediately turned into a faint golden light as soon as it came into contact with the golden flames.
The Sun God shrugged and said naturally to himself: "Everything in the world, one thing comes down to another, this sentence is indeed true. Yingzhu, you killed me, Poseidon, the god of the sea, but gave me a soul-burning flame, our account
Just write it off like this!"
"From now on, as long as you don't mess with my ghost kingdom again, we will never pursue this matter!"
The Sun God was indifferent here, but Mr. Wanhuo was really scared. He was born as a spirit of flames, and together with Mr. Shenshui, he was hot and cold, water and fire, and he was never afraid of it all over the world.
It wasn't until he met Emperor Shun that he became Mr. Water and Fire in Yudu.
The two have always relied on each other, and even in the second life-and-death battle, they did not suffer any harm.
It wasn't until Mr. Shen Shui was abandoned by the Yu Dynasty and had to escape into the River Styx with the heroic spirit in the water that he left the Yu Dynasty and traveled around the world.
Without the help of Mr. Shen Shui, Mr. Wan Huo would never dare to claim to be immortal!
Soul-burning fire, soul-burning fire, uses the soul as the flame. It is a kind of flame that Mr. Wanhuo never dares to touch!
Because this flame can burn away his intelligence, making Mr. Wanhuo lose all his intelligence and turn into a ball of unconscious flames!
But the soul-burning flame was extinguished thousands of years ago, and even the Ten Thousand Demon Pit and all nine states could not find a ray of it.
The passage of time has made Mr. Wanhuo almost forget that he still has such a nemesis! Especially the damn Sun God, who also used a blind trick to turn the originally black soul-burning fire into gold!
So much so that I didn't realize what this thing was for a while.
No wonder he confidently said that he might not be able to beat himself, but he would definitely be able to kill him! As long as the soul-burning fire is there, even if Mr. Deep Water comes, it won't work!
Fortunately now, the soul-burning fire is clinging to him like tarsal maggots. The speed of the six clones is slightly slower, and there are golden flames constantly wandering behind his butt.
With the flying speed of Burning Soul Fire, it won't take long to catch up with Mr. Wanhuo!
The two purple-clothed high priests around him saw something was wrong. They stretched out their hands and the chains formed by two runes hooked up him instantly.
One of them raised his eyebrows and shouted loudly: "Lao Huo! Don't move!"
The next second, a blast of a sniper rifle was heard, and then the golden light behind Mr. Wan Huo suddenly scattered.
The golden light dissipated, turning into a sky full of stars and falling on the ground. Mr. Wan Huo's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and a dark green flame emerged from his side. Then he shouted loudly: "Go!"