"Jiaowu"'s huge one-eyed eye suddenly spurted out a dark red light column, which was ten times thicker than the light of the head main gun of the "Qianbao Linglong Ship" just now. It penetrated the void and swept through it.

Almost all the true disciples were swept away, and all kinds of body protection spells were broken, and only body protection magic weapons could resist it. They were also beaten away by fierce impact.

Only a strong and powerful disciple riding on Xiong Fu held up a dark and heavy "solemn shield" to resist the impact of light.

Dai Mengfan warned: "Junior Brother Xiong should not show off his strength!"

However, it was too late. The eyes of "Zhiwu" condensed, and the dark red light column suddenly condensed to the thickness of the bucket, instantly penetrated the shield.

The true disciple slowly lowered his head. There was a big hole in his chest, and even the Yang God was penetrated. As soon as the bear roared, the beam of light swept downward and cut it into two halves. The human corpse and the bear corpse fell from the air together.

The second true disciple fell, and a demon emperor mount. Three powerful beings who had survived five heavenly tribulations were slaughtered like pigs and dogs.

The true disciples felt that they were going crazy or were already crazy. All luck was shattered, and the tragic war was far beyond imagination.

This is not a battle. There are various means of life-saving, and at the least, you can escape the Yang God. This is war, no one is absolutely safe, and even the Human Emperor will be easily killed. Just now, "Zhiwu" stared at any of them, and no one dared to say that he would survive.

The great terror grabbed everyone. At this moment, a golden light flashed. "Zhiwu" lowered his head and saw a giant blade in the hands of the Xuanwu military god pierced into its abdomen. The sword energy exploded instantly, and the two military energy collided violently.

Amid the sound of the war drums of the sky, the Xuanwu Legion rushed into the camp of the demons, and the demons also organized a large army to meet the enemy. In contrast to the silence of the human soldiers, the demons roared wildly, shouting and killing sounded like heaven and earth, and hedging.

The strong wind whistled and approached quickly.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...

On the undulating earth, a torrent of steel rushes together. The hand rises and the knife falls, the spear is like a forest, the arrows penetrate the sky, and the cold weapons are crazily harvesting flesh and blood.

The blood soon dyed the earth red, and a long "blood line" expanded rapidly.

Each front is a hunting ground where war beasts and dog teeth intertwined, and no one retreated. Whether it was a crazy demon or a silent human, he tried his best to stab the sword and gun into the enemy's body, and then was killed by the enemy behind him.

The demons had millions of troops, occupying an absolute number, and were extremely crazy, rushing towards the Xuanwu Legion almost like a death-seeking effort.

The combat effectiveness of the Xuanwu Legion was even better. Five people formed a army, and the sergeant took the lead in charge; ten people formed a group, and the sergeant took the lead in charge; hundreds of people formed a team, and the sergeant took the lead in charge.

The array is clear and tacitly cooperated. Under the command of the commander, the captain, and the commander of the brigade, he kept moving forward with the awareness of dying, and there was a shadow shaking in his heart.

The torrent of steel was unstoppable, and the slaughter and devoured all the demons they encountered were constantly consumed, and people were killed in battle every moment.

There is no purpose, no end, only one belief, and a roar: "Advance!"

In this crazy killing, the military energy was as fierce as fire. Not only did it not fade due to a large number of deaths in battle, the Xuanwu Army God became more inflated, and the broken cloak churned violently, and he tried his best to penetrate the giant blade in his hand deeper.

A huge black palm fell down and grabbed the head of the Xuanwu Army God, and the "Zhiwu" became even bigger than before.

"There is no point in shaking the tree!"

The helmet of the Xuanwu Army God twisted and collapsed under the giant palm, revealing a cold face similar to that of Li Qingshan God, and hearing the sound of horse hooves as rushing and thunder.

Fires surged into the sky from afar, thousands of troops galloped, and a fire knight riding a horse galloped.
Chapter completed!