Archfiend

Chapter 1358

The scene is too cruel. It's not a civil war of the same race like the world war, but a fight between different races of life and death. However, none of Xu Yangyi's three men made a move.

Growth must have a price, even if the price is life. Women's benevolence will only bury them in this merciless starry sky.

But Xu Yangyi's eyes flickered. He couldn't figure out why the picture of Nanhua butterfly mother appeared just now. These Taichu... Seem to wake up something.

"Have you found the other's saint?" He asked in a deep voice.

"No Zhao Zi seven eyes Tong you pupil has opened: "hide too good, I'm afraid can only lead the snake out of the hole."

First of all, we need to be able to take advantage of the strength of the "aid". What the other side shows now is not enough.

None of Zunsheng appeared. There was Taixu on the Seven Star Destroyers, and there was no trace of Taixu on the other side.

Waiting for

The other side is waiting for the turn of the war. Wait for a chance to cut into the return of the wild goose.

They are also waiting, waiting to find out the moment when the other party's Zunsheng appeared, waiting for a chance to decapitate.

The battlefield has become white hot, and humans and monsters are like staggered wolf teeth, biting each other hard. With a loud drink of "suffer death!" A series of auras converged on the top of the cabin to form a majestic cloud cave. Under the cloud cave of 1000 meters, Raytheon Zhengfa! Red lightning and electric dragons rush to destroy the void.

"Squeak, squeak!"“ Roar A piece of Taichu was engulfed by the thunder sea, and a hundred meter shadow of immortality unfolded. His face was blurred, and a huge gourd flew out behind him. He bowed to the gourd. Suddenly, the void fluctuated slightly, and thousands of Taixu in front of him turned into two pieces.

There is a white lotus floating, petals in riotous, the sea of fire rising out of thin air, the white lotus demon in the fire but not the group, forced back the Taichu front.

All the friars finally got a chance to breathe. Just now, their defense was so fast, so fast that their ears were still beating. However, without waiting for a breath, all the monks took a breath. Low level, the eyes have emerged a touch of fear.

No stop!

Under the bombardment of such a fierce group of supernatural powers, Taichu still rushed forward one after another. What's more terrible is that the fragments of Taichu, who were burned and trampled into minced meat, were still crawling and trying to gather in one place. Now many Taichu who died before have stood up again.

This is the beginning of the terrible.

Practicing Qi is cannon fodder at the beginning, building foundation is cannon fodder, Jindan, Yuanying is cannon fodder! If we don't destroy each other completely, the vast ethnic group can even annihilate in theory!

"Death..." Yuan Ying, the leader, was shocked to see the pieces of meat piled up again in front of him. A kind of powerless despair came to his heart. Facing the black tide that made the ground tremble, he took a deep breath, grasped the giant shield, fought his courage and roared: "defend the array gate!"

"Wei!"

With this sound, the shield army in front of us did not retreat, but advanced, pressing against the black tide again.

"Wei!"“ "Wei!"“ Oh, yes At the back of the building foundation, the gas refiners gritted their teeth, gave up the moment of cowardice, and in a roar, they grasped the magic weapon in their hands and followed the iron and steel torrent in front of them.

The indelibility of indifference and the determination of the moment interweave into the boundary of blood and fire. The uniform roar and the tyrannical roar of Taichu constantly ring out. Vajra's shadow is blooming all the time. Twenty minutes, thirty minutes, forty minutes... Another hour is about to pass. The whole shadow has been shaken by the impact, but the last layer of light curtain looks thin, but it is like the leaves in the storm. After several bumps, it still does not shatter.

In the rear of Taichu, they stare at the battlefield. They can't believe it. It's just a rookie. They don't even know how to kill Taichu. They can last so long under their own hands!

But they also know that this is the bulkhead. It's a double-edged sword. Limited by geographical conditions, Taichu can only rush in so many, point-to-point, face-to-face, and the three schools can only attack so many at one time. But as long as Taichu's head-on attack can completely crush the opponent's defense, the opponent can't escape.

But can they?

They don't have a heart, they don't have a heart. Once Zunsheng hands, the other three must start. They think of the death of the person who crossed the line before, and of the other side's one thousand riders. They just suppress their cruel intention to kill.

Wait for

We have to wait.

Or

Several eyes looked at the vast void behind them. Just behind a broken plane, only they could feel the two majestic spiritual powers. Under the cover of hundreds of shadow Taichu, they were sleeping there quietly.It's the shadow hell Guanghua can never reach.

"Not yet?" In the crowd, Chu Zhaonan clenched his teeth and asked.

Around them, the monks who have been replaced turn pale and breathe. Many of them return to their original position within a few minutes of molestation. Several golden elites have been in a coma, and Yuanying is just struggling to support them. In the war between friars and Taichu, it is impossible to have casualties at the beginning, but once the friars array is broken, the next thing is the massacre.

After several hours of fierce fighting, the friars in xiasijing almost emptied their spiritual power, and now they are just supported by a stream of spirit. If there's no sudden change in the situation, they have to do it

But in front of us is the endless ocean of Taichu. If we don't have a definite position, it's just wishful thinking to go through here and find each other's Zunsheng!

"No!" Zhao Ziqi bit his lips hard: "they have been avoiding me! I only feel that there are more than three or four! The spirit power is not weak, but it can't be found all the time! "

At this moment, a wave of spiritual power suddenly appeared in the air, and then a voice suddenly appeared.

"The seventeen, eighty-three, sixty-four, ninety-two, seventy and five gates are closed. If you listen to the order, all the class B clans immediately rush to the seventh, the first and the twenty ninth gates..."

All of a sudden, the scene was silent. The sudden peace of the battlefield came unexpectedly. The warning signs of the ship cabins in all directions were still flashing desperately, It highlights the eerie silence here.

It's not peace.

It's the eve of the storm.

The five entrances have been recaptured by the wild goose return, and the reinforcements of the seven circles are on the way. Taichu had only two choices.

It's either a retreat or a fight.

The husky voice of the message reverberated through the channel hundreds of meters wide. The three men raised their heads, and their divine sense came out. They just came into contact with the ten divine senses on the opposite side.

The answer is obvious.

The Holy Spirit of the thirteen Buddhists was crisscrossing in the air, and the killing intention was boiling in the cold. Taichu in the rear was already in chaos, as if some huge creature was waking up. One by one, the black figures are pulled away from the original place, and the fuse / cable has been burning fast. The three monks at the bottom were stunned. Then a monk raised his head and yelled, "everyone! Hold on! Hold on! "

This is a golden elixir. His voice is hoarse. He wants to say something more, but he has no strength at all. He just shakes, raises his spear, stands on the big shield, and says: "Wei!"

"Kill!" Almost at the same time, the quiet fuse / rope came to an end, and the breath of ten saints exploded from the beginning to the end! No more cover up, with the appearance of the majestic figure, countless Taichu rushed up like crazy, and... All Taichu's eyes were red, and their figure was sharply distorted.

"Hold on At the front line of Vajra's virtual shadow, there are bursts of roars. In the next second, countless ripples rise on the virtual shadow, and a group of terrible self exploding flowers are cremated into a terrible shock wave, sweeping the whole audience.

Boom! This explosion is so violent, continuous, this is the other party's signal, regardless of all costs to take the signal here. Wave after wave, wave after wave, endless. The monk in front closed his eyes and felt the world shaking. A few seconds ago, they could barely stand up. I don't know how long later, there was a clear sound in this roaring world. Before they had time to scream, the shield team, the spear team, the crossbow team... Had been blown hundreds of meters like pieces of paper!

Vajra virtual shadow in the tsunami general, regardless of the cost of self explosion, finally completely collapsed!

"Damn you all!" At the same time, a voice of hate resounds through the void. At the moment when the shadow collapses, pieces of Taichu behind are swept out by the huge shadow like a snake. Hundreds of tentacles, like lightning, pierced all the friars in the air.

The loss was too great. Before the battle, they predicted what they would do when they met the six saints, the yuan spirit and the blue lantern venerable. But it is impossible to pay such a high price. Now the cost has exceeded their expectations.

coming!

Taichu, who was hiding, was finally unable to endure the command that turned the battlefield upside down. Xu Yangyi rises abruptly, in order to kill the ten saints, he leaves a card.

"What a big tone!" But someone is faster than him! A figure suddenly rushed out, and the double guns flew into the sky. The shadow of the gun flickered, and all the tentacles entering the forbidden area turned into flying ash.

"Zi!" The sound of pain is heartbreaking, but just as the tentacles retract, the nine stars pierce the air and pounce on the seven armies. The first woman in a white cloak, a charming woman on the left and a skinned man on the right, dancing in a white robe. Yujing bottle in the left hand and yangliuzhi in the right hand. With his eyes full of anger, he stared at the three figures in front, opened his mouth to the size of an incredible meter, and roared: "kill! No one left! ""Die A 30 meter old taichuzun saint, with thousands of hands behind him, blows through the air like a circle of blue wavy knives, and the void is neatly cut in its roar.

Ten magic powers rush to attack, the wind blows his face, Chu Zhaonan takes a deep breath, suddenly a roar, left shot dragon flying in the sky, right shot Phoenix Nirvana. The virtual shadow of dragon and Phoenix turns into a grand Tai Chi, which resists ten holy powers in the front!

Boom!!

After half a second, his figure stood in the void like King Kong. Behind him, a hundred meter arhat loomed, with a dragon on the left and a phoenix on the right.

General to general, soldier to soldier, needle to Mai Mang, the vast aura of space, he holds a pair of guns, pointing to each other's eight figures: "come on."

"Who's going to die here?"