Wu Tie squinted his eyes and watched the actions of the six Life Pond Realm masters around Lao Daofeng.
They used six bloody scimitars that were almost identical to Lao Daofeng's.
It was obvious that Lao Daofeng's scimitar was genuine, and the six scimitars they used were just imitations. No matter in terms of material or casting method, these six scimitars are much weaker.
However, their seven sword lights seemed to form a rather mysterious sword formation.
The light from the six low-quality scimitars actually resonated with the bloody scimitar of Lao Daofeng.
Driven and blessed by Lao Daofeng's bloody scimitar, the power of the seven sword lights was strengthened layer by layer. Each time a sword light fell, the next sword light was definitely three points stronger than the previous one.
At first, Dessa could easily resist the slashes of these sword lights, but after the sword lights fell thousands of times, Dessa's movements became much slower, and his roar became weak.
"Unfair... Unfair... Master Desa's injury has not healed yet... You cannot join forces to deal with the seriously injured Master Desa."
Desa waved her long tail crazily, and the shiny black tail hook brought out sharp black lights, which continuously collided with the sword lights, making long and sharp screams.
Lao Daofeng laughed ferociously. He pushed the sword light harder and harder. The sword light in the sky rotated rapidly like a meat grinder, trapping Desa in the middle.
What is fairness
The Blood Scimitars are not a decent sect. They have done a lot of killing, setting fires, and robbing homes. What they are best at is attacking the few with more, and what they are best at is besieging and attacking together... Who can tell you what is fair
In the Black Snake Realm, there is only life and death, no fairness.
"Let's take action together and kill this guy." Lao Daofeng shouted loudly: "Kill him and avenge his dead brothers... Such ancient creatures and their flesh and blood have miraculous effects."
Lao Daofeng's face was bloodshot, and his face was flushed with excitement: "Everyone can share a piece of scorpion meat, and maybe he can break through to the first level. What a great thing?"
An old man in the Mingchi realm next to Lao Daofeng was also excited and yelled: "And this scorpion shell, it has been chopped with so many knives and it has not been broken. This is also a good treasure, such a treasure!"
The hundred or so Chonglou Realm monks with the Blood Scimitar laughed loudly.
They did not get close to Dessa, who was being slashed by the light of the sword, but stood far away, each using their magical powers and secret techniques to hit Dessa indiscriminately.
These Chonglou Realm monks of Blood Scimitar are obviously not very good at inheriting their skills. Whether they use magical powers or secret techniques, they are mostly fireballs, fire pillars, wind knives, ice balls and the like.
There are a handful of three or five who are relatively powerful. They can summon out of thin air a series of lightning bolts as thick as the mouth of a bowl and hit Desa randomly. The Thunder Secret Technique is already the strongest method among them.
Wu Tie took a deep breath, he carried the White Tiger Split, opened his eyes wide and roared, then a blue-white fireball with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared out of thin air above his head, quickly compressed to the size of a human head, and headed straight towards Dessa with a wave of heat. .
One fireball, two fireballs, three fireballs...
In one breath, Wu Tie threw hundreds of high-temperature compressed fireballs at Desa.
Desa was struck by the sword light in the sky and was unable to dodge. The fireballs fired by Wu Tie hit him densely. The fire exploded and the sound shook hundreds of miles. High-temperature heat waves swept across all directions. Desa's dark crystal shell was faintly glowing. Red, the temperature of the fireball released by Wu Tie is too high.
"You... you... fight the few with the many... Mr. Desa is also confused... more than the people? Haha, you are thinking too much."
Desa suddenly screamed crazily.
Following his scream, a black light rushed out from the door at the bottom of the pyramid. The thin black light spread rapidly around like running water. In the blink of an eye, the black light extended to the feet of Wu Tie and others, forming a huge black light square under their feet.
The sound of low footsteps came, and groups of jackal-headed men about three meters tall, wearing golden armor and dark skin, holding various strange-shaped weapons, strode out of the pyramid in neat lines.
These jackal-headed men are thin and powerful. The golden armor they wear only protects the vital points of the chest and abdomen. You can see that under the black skin of their limbs, there are strong muscles that look like iron.
Their skin is dark, only their eyes are red, and when they occasionally open their mouths to roar in a low voice, you can see their sharp white teeth.
The number of jackal-headed men pouring out from the pyramid is increasing. In a few breaths, nearly ten thousand jackal-headed men rushed out. These guys were lifeless, with no breath leaking out, and it was unclear how strong they were.
"Charge Master Desa! Cut them into pieces!" Master Desa roared angrily: "No, no, just keep three or five... We must abide by Lord Osiris's rules... Just leave three or five alive. good."
Wu Tie's eyes twitched.
The rules left by Osiris? What rules
Damn it, Dessa didn't seem to have any intention of taking action at first, but was chattering without knowing what he was talking about. It was Lao Daofeng who broke down the conversation with him after two or three sentences, and Lao Daofeng made a sneak attack, which angered De Sa.
However, no matter who he was, those jackal-headed warriors had already charged over.
Wu Tie waved his hand, and dozens of huge fireballs condensed at the same time. With a "whooshing" sound, the large fireballs blasted into the dense team of jackal-headed warriors.
Fireballs exploded one after another, and each fireball blasted dozens of jackal-headed warriors off the ground.
But I don't know what the bodies of these guys are made of. After they were blown away, they rolled on the ground a few times, then climbed up and continued to rush here as if nothing had happened.
Wu Tie's eyes widened.
The fireball he condensed was not very powerful, but it was equivalent to a full blow from an ordinary low-level monk in the Chonglou Realm.
These fireballs hit these jackal-headed men, but they were not harmed at all
A huge number of jackal-headed men rushed over.
In the square formed by black light, tiny black sand suddenly appeared out of thin air. These black sandstones flowed as fast as running water. Originally there were only three or five, but then they turned into thirty to fifty thousand. Before long, countless black sandstones submerged Wu Tie and others below the knees.
Wu Tie's height has now changed to more than three meters, and the black quicksand has submerged his knees. For other Blood Scimitar Chonglou Realm monks, even the waist below has been submerged.
These black sandstones are cold, cold, and the grains are extremely heavy.
These Blood Scimitar Chonglou Realm elites were submerged by the black quicksand, and their movements suddenly became extremely slow.
Some people wanted to fly their imperial weapons into the sky, but wisps of sticky, cold quicksand kept falling from the void. These unusually heavy quicksands fell on them, forcing them back to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the jackal-headed warriors swarmed over and completely submerged the hundreds of people with the Blood Scimitar.
Wu Tie waved the White Tiger Split, and the huge impact blasted countless approaching jackal-headed warriors thousands of meters away. No matter how many jackal-headed warriors rushed over, they could not get close to his body.
But with the terrifying weight of White Tiger Split now, Wu Tie's physical strength of just over one billion kilograms, plus the terrifying power bonus brought about by him activating Hercules magic and Dingjia Divine Body, White Tiger Split bombarded these guys body, but failed to kill them.
They were like cockroaches that couldn't be killed. After being blasted thousands of meters away, they rolled a few times on the ground and immediately got up. Then they continued to form a military formation and charged toward Wu Tie.
Wu Tie angrily scolded, he no longer used the White Tiger Split spear to whip these guys away, but used the huge White Tiger Split spear tip to sweep them away.
The sound of 'puff' was endless, and each jackal-headed warrior was cut in half by the unparalleled White Tiger Split, and then blasted thousands of meters away by the strong wind brought by the spear.
But after the bodies of these two-part jackal-headed warriors landed on the ground, black light flowed out of their broken bodies. The black light on the upper and lower bodies deftly and accurately found the corresponding half of their bodies. Then the black light flowed inwards, and their bodies Put together immediately.
After lying on the ground for a while longer, these jackal-headed warriors continued to stand up as if nothing had happened and continued to charge toward Wu Tie.
Desa's proud laughter came from far away: "Praise to the great Lord Osiris... You who control death, under your authority, your warriors are immortal."
The corner of Wu Tie's mouth twitched.
The corner of Lao Daofeng's mouth twitched.
The faces of Lao Daofeng, the six Life Pond Realm masters, and Doria all turned ugly.
And those hundred and ten Chonglou Realm monks with blood scimitars have been surrounded by those jackal-headed warriors, and countless swords, guns, swords, halberds and strange weapons were bombarded from all directions. Many people were covered with wounds, and some had their arms and legs cut off.
The screams and screams kept coming, and some people were loudly greeting Doria's mother, grandmother, and all the female elders in the lineage.
Doria said it was a bit risky here, but they would definitely be able to go back with a huge harvest.
But these Chonglou Realm monks have not seen even the slightest benefit, and they will die here.
Wu Tie had a sullen face and kept waving the White Tiger Split, constantly blowing away more and more jackal-headed warriors around him.
But these guys are immortal... No matter how Wu Tie slashes, he even once split a dozen jackal-headed warriors into hundreds of pieces, but they still quickly pieced them back together and continued to charge forward as if nothing had happened.
Wu Tie was speechless.
Lao Daofeng roared angrily: "Doria, is your prophecy a fart?"
Doria released a ray of white light to protect himself, struggling to resist the impact of countless jackal-headed warriors from all directions. He hissed angrily: "I said, there is danger, there is danger... But believe me, we will definitely be able to carry the huge enemy with us. Returns return…”
Doria hissed: "Aren't they just dead people? The monks in the Chonglou Realm are dead when they die... You have enough blood scimitars... Oops..."
Doria was distracted as soon as he spoke. The white light of his body protection was torn open by a strange-shaped spear. The spear stabbed from behind him and grazed his waist and hips diagonally. On his pert buttocks - The department opened a striking line of blood.
A large amount of blood spurted out, and Doria screamed in pain.
He opened the big animal skin book with both hands and chanted a spell loudly.
White flames spurted out from the animal skin book and turned into a flame barrier around him, blocking out all the jackal-headed warriors.
A Chonglou Realm monk let out a desperate cry.
They could not withstand the impact of the jackal-headed warriors. After all their mana was exhausted, their self-defense treasures were also broken through, and then they were immediately torn into pieces.
"Young pretty boy... I can't believe it..." A Chonglou Realm monk who died tragically screamed in agony before he died.
"Baby face... I-fuck-your-ancestor..." Another Chonglou Realm monk cursed the moment his head was cut off.
"Boss... I can't follow you... From now on... Be careful... Pretty boy..." A big man with a thick body was pierced through the chest by four strange-shaped spears. He vomited blood, and then his body suddenly swelled. After a loud noise, he simply self-destructed.
The self-destruction of the Chonglou Realm monk only blew hundreds of Jackal-headed warriors thousands of meters away. These Jackal-headed warriors got up as if nothing had happened and continued to rush towards other Chonglou Realm monks.
One after another, the Blood Scimitar monks were killed, and more and more jackal-headed warriors besieged Wu Tie.
Wu Tie also became a little embarrassed. No matter how much he waved the White Tiger Split, a jackal-headed warrior still rushed over from an angle that he couldn't take care of, and slashed at him fiercely with his weapon.
Wu Tie activated his Dingjia divine body, and his body's defense became extremely strong, and his skin and flesh were as hard as steel ingots.
The weapons of these jackal-headed warriors are also quite sharp, and their strength is not weak. They are probably equivalent to the level of body-refining monks who have just entered the Chonglou Realm. They can have millions of kilograms of power when chopping.
Their weapons pulled apart Wu Tie's skin, leaving shallow blood marks on his body.
One or two blood marks don't matter, a hundred or two hundred blood marks are acceptable... a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand...
Wu Tie's clothes were torn to pieces, and there were dense blood marks all over his body.
Blood marks covered Wu Tie's body one after another. The stubborn and continuous attacks of these jackal-headed warriors finally cut through Wu Tie's muscles, and their weapons chopped directly on Wu Tie's bones.
With the sound of "ding", the weapons of these jackal-headed warriors shattered inch by inch, and then some strange ingredients in their weapons turned into a stream of light that only Wu Tie could see, and quickly poured into his bones.
A familiar heat that hadn't appeared in a long time rolled through the bones of his body.
Wu Tie waved the White Tiger Split with one hand in his right hand, and moved with five fingers in his left hand, bringing up the violent waves and sweeping over the weapons that were hacked at him, and the golden armors on the jackal-headed warriors.
The weapons were shattered, the armor was shattered, streams of light were continuously injected into Wu Tie's body, and the dark bones all over his body burned again, releasing a large amount of heat flow into his flesh and blood internal organs.
His whole body was dripping with sweat, and the dense blood marks were healing rapidly. Wu Tie was breathing heavily, his condition getting better and better, and his physical strength getting stronger and stronger.
The screams continued, and all the Chonglou Realm monks with the Blood Scimitar were finally killed.
The only ones left here are Lao Daofeng and six masters of the Life Pond Realm, as well as Wu Tie and Doria.
Desa screamed, and all the jackal-headed warriors stopped at the same time.
Desa rolled backwards and rushed out of the range covered by the sword light. He shouted loudly: "Despicable lower-class people, welcome to the sleeping place of Lord Osiris and accept the test he set... I really give you a discount. These despicable guys."