Everyone could no longer tell whether the blood on the ground belonged to the ghost army or their own compatriots.
There is only one thought in my mind.
Just kill!
Kill these beasts!
Revenge for all the sacrificed brothers!
"Has the support not arrived yet?"
Sheng Xinyan was covered in injuries, teetering on the edge of collapse, and collapsed several times.
The feeling of seeing one's brothers and sisters die in front of them, that kind of powerlessness, despair, is beyond words.
There is a hope in everyone's heart.
Support will come.
Someone will come to save them!
"Haha, I have to admire you. You really impressed me."
The dark beast stepped into the void, with countless dark envoys and ghost armies behind him.
The damage to the Diming Palace was not small, almost 20,000 ghost troops were completely destroyed here.
He was naturally angry in his heart, but as time passed and he saw the powerful weapon, his thoughts changed.
"But... you are at the end of your battle, but I still have hundreds of thousands of ghost troops. You can't defeat my Underworld Palace, so give up as soon as possible!"
Zhuo Tianzhan held his sword to the ground. The corpses under his feet had already piled up into a mountain, almost the most among all the people. Half of the secret envoys at the level of Emperor Wu were broken in his hands.
However, there was almost nothing good about him, and his clothes were already stained with blood.
But he didn't retreat even half an inch.
With such amazing fighting power, he was worthy of the title of "Madman" back then.
"I, a disciple of the Tianxing Sect, shed blood and sweat without shedding tears, and even hope to surrender to the enemy!"
"Yes! Never surrender!"
"Never surrender!"
Layer after layer of sound waves, resounding throughout the world.
Looking around, no one was moved.
An Shao gritted his teeth, but then suddenly smiled.
"I admire your courage. Why don't I give you a chance to survive?"
Everyone was shocked, what does this mean?
"I can let you go, but...you have to tell me where these weapons come from?" He stretched out his hand and pointed downward.
In an instant, everyone's expressions changed.
Especially Huangfu Chen Yifeng and the other four.
"You just need to tell me where these things come from, or... who wrote them, and I will show mercy and let you go. Think about it carefully, this protector rarely shows mercy, don't miss it!"
"Are you asking us to betray our partners?"
Huangfu Chen's faint voice echoed in the night.
"Why are you talking about betrayal? Knowing the current affairs is a wise man. You won't let this protector teach you this truth, right? Originally, as long as I killed you all, these things would still fall into the hands of my Underworld Palace, but you
You should be glad that this protector cherishes your talents and lets you live."
"How? How do you think about it?"
Above the corpse, blood filled the air.
"Don't even think about us betraying our partners!"
"No matter how bad I am as a disciple of the Tianxing Sect, I will never betray my master or my comrades!"
…
Zhuo Tianzhan pointed his long sword into the void and smiled coldly, "If you want to fight, then fight!"
Oops!
An Shao's face suddenly darkened, and his murderous intent was revealed.
"A group of ants dare to challenge the prestige of my Underworld Palace! Well, this protector will help you today!"
Countless ghost armies pressed forward, turning into night beasts and devouring everything.
In the darkness, ten black shadows sneaked in silently, turning into night ghosts, and soon disappeared without a trace.
…
It's dawn.
Above the sky, in the eastern sky, the sun rises from the horizon and falls on the earth.
A silver light shadow flew past, crossing the sky like a meteor, flying straight towards the thick smoke in the distance.
The familiar land has turned into a devastation.
Black flames filled the air and flames shot into the sky, creating an image of an apocalyptic hell.
Looking down, Ling Xuewei's face was as serious as ice, and her eyes were full of frost.
Passing through the rolling mountain peaks, we finally arrived above the sect.
Just the sight she saw made her pupils shrink suddenly, and anger and panic enveloped her heart.
The sect at the mountain peak has long been reduced to a sea of fire, with corpses strewn everywhere and black flames filling the air.
Those who fell on the ground included the corpses of Gui Jun and... her companions.
His palms were clenched tightly, and his nails dug deeply into his flesh.
Bai Ze looked at her worriedly, "Are you going to land?"
"Um."
His voice was cold but calm, and his seemingly untroubled face was actually filled with rage.
Suddenly his eyes turned, and several familiar figures rushed into his eyes.
"Go there!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom left an afterimage in the sky.
ground.
Huangfuchen supported his shaky body and was fighting with several secret envoys.
The white robe has long been stained with blood, and the original appearance cannot be seen clearly.
Just a pair of eyes that still exude a lustful light.
"You can't escape! Just surrender and be captured!"
"As long as you tell us the origin of these weapons, we will let you go! This is your last chance!"
Beside Huangfu Chen were the corpses of countless disciples.
A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by murderous aura.
"Oh, no matter what you do, it's useless."
"What did you say?" Several secret messengers' expressions changed.
"The disciples of Tianxing Sect are different from others. There will be no betrayers here. No matter what methods you use, you will not get any useful information from us."
He leaned against the stone wall, and the blood on his body stained it with a trace.
"So, give up."
"Boy, you have the guts! I will send you back to the West today!"
The sword light struck, the cold light was awe-inspiring.
At that moment, Huangfuchen closed his eyes.
Are you really going to die here today?
At that moment, many images flashed through his mind.
There is the palace where he has lived since childhood, his father, his sect, his master, his partners, and...
The person who made him worried and missed countless times, when he was about to die, only her smiling face remained in his mind.
"Keng——!"
A harsh sound sounded, and the pain lingered for a long time.
Huangfu Chen opened his eyes, and in the golden light, a slender and familiar figure faced away from him, bathed in the light and shadow.
At that moment, he was in a trance.
I even thought I was hallucinating.
"Who...are you?"
Seeing the woman who suddenly appeared, several secret envoys shouted.
"Snow, Xuewei?"
At this moment, Huangfu Chen finally realized that it was not an illusion, it was real!
She's really here!
A strong wind blew overhead, and there was a buzzing sound. Several people looked up and saw a strange-looking mechanical bird.
"What is that?!"
"Baize."
The plain voice seemed to come from a glacier, with a chilling chill.
Two dark holes were exposed under the wings of the phantom, which were the muzzles of the laser heavy machine guns.
"emission!"
Like the scythe of death, it swung down instantly.
Da da da da!
Fire radiated, and flesh and blood flew.
There was no reaction from those people at all, they were all beaten into a sieve!
Some even turned directly into a pile of minced meat.
That scene was like hell descending.
And Ling Xuewei is the god of death who harvests lives.