The cracked ancient bronze tree had completely turned black, and thick black smoke continued to spray out from every lamp on the ancient bronze tree.
Countless figures continued to emerge from the twisted void next to the lamp. These people groaned in pain, and their bodies struggled violently. They raised their heads with difficulty and looked around. Their skin was quickly replaced by black carapace, and important joints on their bodies. The parts are constantly growing black sharp corners.
These figures are just ordinary people of the Six Paths in the Six Paths Demon Sealing Barrier. Their cultivation is weak, and many of them are mortal civilians with no cultivation.
After being transformed into warriors of the Nether Horn clan, the combat effectiveness of these ordinary people has only reached the level of the primary and intermediate levels of Anshe Realm, and they are just purely expendable cannon fodder on the battlefield.
Like ants all over the ground, no monk in the three coalition camps took them seriously.
What makes people frightened and collapse are the gods who are thousands of feet tall and shining with dazzling divine light. They have no real body and their bodies are completely composed of balls of the original energy of heaven and earth.
These gods, who were suppressed and imprisoned in the bronze sacred tree, panted and struggled out of the cracked confinement. Each of their bodies was penetrated by at least dozens of black chains.
Large clumps of black energy mixed with countless black twisted runes were like sewage flowing out of the sewer, continuously invading their bodies. The colorful and dazzling bodies of these gods have been covered with a faint layer of black air, and the avenue rune groups inside the bodies that rotate precisely like gears are twisted and disintegrated, gradually turning into black chains spreading. whole body.
Near these disintegrated black chains, new black runes are constantly sprayed out, which are swallowed and absorbed by the black chains that rush into their bodies, making these black chains become more solid, and the black flames outside the chains become more and more agile. The aura is getting stronger and weirder.
Erosion and devouring are the innate instincts of the Nether Horn clan.
Ming Yi and others used the original evil power to form black chains and invaded the bodies of these ancient gods. The original evil power polluted their bodies and minds. At the same time, they continued to analyze and dissect the laws and secrets in their bodies that represented the world's great ways of heaven and earth. It is analyzed into new laws of power that you can use, and you can constantly inhale it into your body to strengthen yourself.
In just a few breaths, hundreds of relatively low-status ancient gods who had just burst out of the confinement were trembling all over, and their entire bodies turned completely black. They were suspended in the air like masses of black burning people, constantly emitting huge roars. Roar.
All the law sigils in the bodies of these low-level gods were swallowed up and absorbed by Ming Yi and his five subordinates, and the initial fusion and refinement in their bodies has been completed.
A strange scream was heard, and the black air behind Ming Yin filled the air. A strange black python with more than a dozen heads was rolling violently in the black air. He led countless warriors from the Mingjiao clan toward When Luo'er's body rushed over, the body of the black python continued to expand and grow. Suddenly, more than a dozen huge black tumors spurted out from the python's neck at the same time.
The cracking sound continued, and a new ferocious snake head grew out of each black tumor.
The giant black python behind Ming Yi had a total of thirty-six twisted and squirming snake heads in just one cup of tea. The new Snakehead looked very erratic and indifferent. It was obvious that he had just received huge benefits from those low-level gods, and his realm had soared in terms of law and morality, but he had not obtained the magic power cultivation that was powerful enough to correspond to the realm.
Ming Yin stopped, and the five subordinates around him also stopped.
They landed heavily on the ground, roared at the same time, and took a deep breath.
Among the black traces on the ground that are constantly squirming like blood vessels, black torrents are roaring towards them. The sky and the earth shook violently, and the underground spiritual veins were destructively drained out, turning into black viscous energy that was continuously injected into the bodies of Ming Yi and others.
A newborn snake head quickly became solid and solidified, as if it had a real body.
Ming Yin's aura suddenly became a lot stronger, and then there was another new snake head, then another one, and another one...
Taiyin Tianzun had already rushed to Qingyang's side. He grabbed back the scepter that turned into fire crows and fluttered in the sky, and hit Taiyin Tianzun on the head with the scepter. Taiyin Tianzun let out a miserable howl, and his body, which had been severely injured, staggered to the side for dozens of steps, and fell to the ground in a panic. With his head cracked, his whole body continued to spurt out streams of gray-white Taiyin power. .
Sun Heavenly Lord waved his left hand, and a ball of blazing golden true sun fire hit Qingyang overwhelmingly.
Qingyang let out a low roar, and the treasure wheel behind him spun rapidly. He opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of cyan flames to meet Sun God's golden sun fire. Golden and cyan flames collided heavily in the air, and the terrifying high temperature quickly turned the land thousands of miles below into a sheet of boiling magma.
Sun Tianzun has recovered a lot of strength, but Qingyang does not fall behind in the face of Sun Tianzun.
He breathed green flames to fight with Sun God's true sun fire, and the green flying sword in his hand flew out like a nimble fish, instantly piercing Sun God's chest thirteen times, hitting Sun God's whole body with fire. Large swaths of thick, high-temperature plasma continued to spurt out from the wounds on his chest.
Qingyang let out a long roar, and was about to hit Sun Tianzun with all his strength. Ming Yin and the other six people had quickly replenished enough evil power, and turned into six black energy to break through the air and attack, violently surrounding Qingyang in the center.
The black fist shadow tore through the void and hit Qingyang's body and the Heavenly Dao Treasure Wheel behind him heavily.
Countless green sword lights spurted out around Qingyang, like a blue sun rising slowly in the sky.
The next moment, half of Qingyang's body exploded, and only one head turned into a streak of blood and flew towards Luo'er's direction.
Ming Yin and the other six people also had numerous cracks all over their bodies, spraying black plasma desperately, spinning and falling to the ground.
With one blow, Qing Yang, Ming Yi and the others were both injured, and all of them lost their fighting power for a moment.
Hundreds of low-level gods who had been infected by the original evil power of the Nether Horn clan roared in a low voice, and led countless low-level warriors of the Nether Horn clan to charge towards Luo'er's retreat.
Luo'er opened her eyes suddenly. She stared in horror at the endless black crowd in front of her, feeling the heart-stopping evil power emanating from those low-level gods.
Her eyes once again saw through the river of destiny. She gritted her teeth and chose the most ideal tributary.
Raising her head and glancing at the Taiyin Star suspended in the sky, Luo'er whispered: "Chu Tian, I'm waiting for you!"
With a wave of his hand, Luo'er shouted sternly: "Retreat! Retreat at full speed! Everyone, retreat!"
Gritting her teeth, Luo'er said sternly: "The monks from the Celestial Clan, the Divine Palace, and the Spirit Realm go up and resist these evil spirits from the Nether Horn Clan... Give enough time for the civilians of Tianlu to evacuate to the Fallen Star Ocean!"