Except for the mysterious blood poison, the black mist condensed in the enchantment area, and a jet black rainstorm began to fall!
The heavy rain drew the entire battlefield into the rain curtain, and with the thick smoke gushing from the ground, it was even more invisible.
This torrential rain is "Rainyou Water Poison"!
It is everywhere, and there is nowhere to hide under the torrential rain.
In this raging poisonous fog enchantment, only those who have taken the Fushen Clan's specific "Fusion Pill" can only be affected to the lowest degree, and invaders, without exception, have to be affected by the poisonous fog. And poisonous rain.
In addition to all kinds of poisons, the mist of Nine Nethers that permeates the entire enchantment will also have an impact on the spirits, causing confusion!
Puff puff!
The first wave of war god beast masters and their companion beasts who rushed into the enchantment can be said to bear the brunt. Anyone who is not prepared or has low strength will have a golden body after being ravaged by poisonous mist and poisonous rain. , It is easy to see that its blood has become dark.
This means that his whole body's blood has been infested by Xuanyou blood poison, he directly vomited blood and died!
Yuyou water poison is even more terrifying, whether it falls on the arm or the eyes, it directly corrodes and burns blood holes.
In this first wave of invasion, a large number of War Gods screamed and smashed from the sky, fell to the ground, and was eaten clean on the spot by poisonous insects all over the floor, without a single bone left.
Of course, after fighting with the Fu God Clan for so long, the War God Clan had expected all of this.
There is still a large part of them, all sealed themselves with the armor of the orderly soldiers, allowing themselves to hold on for a longer time.
"kill!!"
The thunderous rushing sound began to cover the sound of Fushen Gongyi's flute.
The Valley of the Gods, which hadn't even shaken the Sun Temple, shook at this moment, which meant that the ground battlefield in front had really started.
Rumble!
For a time, there were countless screams, flesh and blood flying across the board, supernatural powers whizzing, light pierced the darkness, but was immediately swallowed by the greater darkness.
The whole world was plunged into blood, minced meat, screams and screams, and the world turned into hell directly.
At this moment, Fushen Palace is in the forefront!
With red blood in his eyes, he kept playing flutes in his mouth. All the Fushen tribes have such flutes in their mouths, and they use sharp playing to spread Fushen Gongyi's instructions.
The flute that resounded through the valley of Fushen became more and more sharp, and with countless seas of insects, poisonous and darkness, it made the scalp numb.
Hiss!
The sound of this flute is the spirit of the Fushen Clan, in their will, as long as the flute is constantly extinguished, no one is allowed to escape.
The sound of the flute is still there, which means that God Fu will never perish.
Hiss!
The dark battlefield is what makes the invaders most heartless.
These 60 million people all smashed into the enchantment, and it seemed that there was no storm.
Li Tianming is also on the forefront.
He could see exactly how brutal the collision between 60 million and 50 million was this time.
To be honest, the scale of this battle has completely surpassed the Ten Thousand Dragons God Mountain!
After all, on the Ten Thousand Dragon Sacred Mountain, there were only 30 million Nine Dragon Emperor Army who were truly the main force in the battle of Ten Thousand Dragons.
Here, it is more fierce, more brutal, more ferocious, and more cruel than the Ten Thousand Dragons Mountain!
Between the God of God and the God of War, two clans of different beliefs, on this fateful battlefield, one invaded as a running dog and the other defended to the death, killing his eyes on the spot.
"It doesn't matter if I die, kill a running dog first!"
"These long, long wine bags and rice bags have been suppressed by the Fushen Clan for so long. Apart from the rise of running dogs, what kind of dogs are they like?"
Sixty million vs. 50 million!
However, behind 50 million, there are more than 300 million Gods, and the Nine Nether Goddess enchantment, and the terrain that the Goddess is most familiar with.
After being bombarded by the Sun Temple for so long, everyone has become extremely angry.
Now it is the moment for PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, and the Fu Shen Clan and the Nine Dragon Emperor Army directly brought the overall rhythm.
They used the model of a group of five people, with the God of God as the captain, avoiding a head-on charge with the God of War, but avoiding its edge and dragging the opponent into the toxic quagmire.
Fight life and death with the opponent in places such as deep stream, mountainside, swamp, etc.!
This is the established strategy designated by Fushen Palace Yi and Li Tianming from the beginning.
dispersion!
Lure the enemy!
Strangle!
Not to mention, the 60 million opponents who rushed in bravely with a single brain suddenly seemed to fall into the abyss, rushing deeper and deeper, directly as if sinking into the quagmire.
In front of them, there are many people with blood-red eyes and amazing fighting power!
They are like evil spirits in the swamp and dark abyss, holding weapons in the shape of sickles and scimitars in their hands, relying on the cover of poisonous fog and water, and the blindness of their sight, forcibly conquering the heads of many war gods and cultivators of the gods of consciousness. Cut it down.
"Unexpectedly, the factors of the venue can bring the advantages of the Fu God Clan to one hundred and fifty percent!"
Li Tianming was fortunate that he gave Fu Shen Gong Yi the trust and let him arrange the battle mode.
To be honest, these Fushen tribes are indeed very sinister in their bones.
They can tolerate, they are ruthless, and they are swear words, and they kill people one by one without blinking.
If such a person becomes an opponent, it is undoubtedly terrible.
But the point is that they are teammates!
This is comfortable.
Although the Emperor Burial Army has 40 million, the number far exceeds the Fu God Clan, but they follow Li Tianming's instructions to cooperate with the Fu God Clan and listen to their dispatch.
People say how to fight, then fight.
"A vicious, fierce clan, but refuses to surrender, and chooses to fight to the death with a powerful enemy, without fear of the orderly heaven. Another tall, bright, self-proclaimed god of war, with great air, but willing to kneel and lick when a running dog... "
"The good and evil in the world is really hard to say. If it is you, do you want to be friends with the short, dirty but vicious Fu God tribe, or are you willing to have deep friendship with the War God tribe?"
The answer is self-evident.
"Brothers, listen to me, withdraw here a bit."
"Fuck! Buddy, stabbed him to death! Beheaded! Beheaded!"
"Fuck him, the blood is stinky, haha..."
The riots and turbulent fights appeared in every corner of the Nine Nether Goddess Enchantment.
This battle has completely fallen into the strangulation stage.
Under the impact of the Fu God Clan, the formation of the 60 million Palace army had long been broken up, and the situation was heading directly in the direction that was beneficial to the Fu God Clan.
Even Li Tianming himself underestimated the ferocity and resilience of the Fu Shen Clan.
These guys who are hidden in the mountains and accustomed to yin people directly play a convincing advantage on their territory, playing each other like a fool.
After all, the battlefield is really important.
If it were on the wasteland, the tens of thousands of tens of thousands of celestial races would not be able to exert this effect at all.
The situation of the battle will be completely reversed.
The God of War did have an impact, but no matter how fierce the war horse rushed into the mud, it would be a broken leg.
When the horse's leg was broken, a group of poisonous insects bite on it!
Hiss!
The sharp sound of the flute is still harsh, which means that the Fu Shenzu still dominates the battlefield, and the more they fight, the more fierce they are.
For the shrine army, everything they encountered in less than a hundred breaths was a nightmare.
Although the situation should not be one-sided, if they were killed like this, they would definitely suffer heavy casualties!
The God of War and all the cultivators of the God of Consciousness can only use supernatural powers and tribulations of the God of Consciousness for the time being to directly disperse the surrounding mysterious blood poison and rain and water poison, smash the mud and strange mountains, and make the scene open.
Afterwards, they gathered together back to back, so as to avoid being dragged into the mud abyss by the Fu God!
Boom boom boom!
The light of supernatural powers and knowledge of God shines on this dark battlefield.
Of course, in terms of supernatural powers, Wanzong's side is stronger, and the emperor's burial army is not afraid of bombing with supernatural powers.
Boom!
Boom!
Flesh and blood continue to splash!
Fighting is extremely tragic!
Human heads, broken arms, and mountainous corpses of companion beasts are everywhere.
Because of the existence of Xuanyou blood poison, there is no longer scarlet blood on the battlefield, and all the blood is dyed green, and it gathers into a green lake in the Jiuyou Fushen enchantment.
This kind of lake itself is highly poisonous, and Xuanyou blood poison continues to spread in this way, infecting those enemies that are not protected by Fushen Pill.
On the entire battlefield, everyone in the shrine's army was somewhat poisoned.
This shows that the more you delay, they will only die more miserably!
The entire Nine Nether Goddess Enchantment is extremely lethal to ordinary powerful people. It will infinitely amplify the advantages of the Goddess Clan, turning it into a bloody and poisonous battlefield, making the blood and broken corpses all over the ground. Poisonous Petri Dish.
Witnessing all this, Li Tianming's heart throbbed.
"Fortunately, it is not Fu Shen Clan who is against Wanzong."
The resilience of this clan is indeed horribly strong.
They are so fierce!
So far, Li Tianming hasn't seen a few signs of fear on the road of the God Clan.
These skinny, dark guys are all ruthless characters.
Although both sides have suffered losses, the current situation of the battle undoubtedly made Wan Zong a lot easier.
but! !
At this time, don't forget the Emperor Zun and the Sun Temple.
At this moment, the emperor who is in charge of the Sun Temple is their greatest threat.
At the moment when the Fu Shen Clan and the Emperor Burial Army strangled the sacred army in the barrier, the golden head above the sky shined again!
Hum—
One hundred breaths of "The Wrath of the Palace" once again penetrated the darkness!
The burning golden pillar of fire descended from the sky, crashing directly above the Jiuyou Fushen enchantment.
Golden anger shines on the sky!
Of course, the emperor had explained that the place where he was going to attack should never be reached by the palace army.
At that location, below is the core place of the Fushen Clan, and there is more than 300 million Gods who support the enchantment.
Rumble!
Another deadly wrath of the palace!
This time, perhaps the most deadly!
At this moment, the sound of the flute in the entire Fushen Valley instantly increased several times!
"Attention all! Attention all!"
The sharp voice symbolizes the fighting will of the Goddess Clan. Under the rays of the sun, they gritted their teeth and exhausted all their strength to transfer the defense of the Nine Nether Gods enchantment directly above, forming a solid dark steel. , Blocked in front of the wrath of the divine palace!