The three super powers of the Dao Realm forcibly broke through the formation of Nanchao City.
The Sad Star Emperor is a round ball covered with spikes. Those spikes are constantly stretching and shrinking, and changing positions. The dark divine light and dark flash alternately, like twinkling spiked stars.
Its 100-foot-wide body surface trembled, and its laughter was ethereal and ethereal, but also contained indescribable distortion and madness: "Jie Jie Jie...Emperor Changsheng, you old immortal, today we are besieged and killed by the three together!" You, let's see how you can escape!"
The Emperor Changsheng didn't say a word, his old face was full of determination, and he tried his best to repair the formation.
Borrowing the power of the big formation, he can fully exert his own power. But correspondingly, once the big formation is injured, he will also be injured, just like a living target.
During the tremors that covered the entire city, countless particles of golden light floated from the ground, and then gathered in the sky, condensing into a mighty golden sword with divine light!
"Go." Emperor Changsheng stood on the city wall, and Yujian cut towards Emperor Beixing.
The golden Excalibur turned into a stream of golden light, and when it flew over, the void instantly split in two.
Before Beixing Emperor's smile subsided, the Excalibur rushed to his eyes!
"Meteor crying!" The ball of the Sad Star Emperor suddenly cracked open, and then there was an earth-shattering cry: "Ah...!!!"
The mournful and angry cry was like a desperate roar, like an abyss of extreme crime.
The pitch-black sound wave directly hit the Excalibur in front of it, causing the golden Excalibur to stagnate.
Not only that, but part of the cry penetrated the Great Formation of the Longevity Emperor and directly affected the monks on the city wall. In an instant, tens of thousands of monks' eyes were bloodshot, their mouths were drooling, and they covered their ears with their hands, screaming loudly. The pain and despair made them almost go crazy.
A second later, tens of thousands of monks were cut off.
They were eroded to death by the crying of the Sad Star Great Emperor.
The Emperor Changsheng shouted angrily, and the golden divine sword erupted with a light that could illuminate the world, and the power of the great formation crazily blessed the divine sword.
Zheng!
There was a clear sword cry.
The divine sword tore apart the crying power of the Beixing Emperor, and stabbed the spiked body.
"Ahh..." The Sad Star Emperor screamed, and was cut flying tens of thousands of meters by the divine sword, and jet-black blood shot out from his body.
But at this moment, the Hei Yi people and the police took advantage of the mobilization of the power of the formation to attack the Beixing Emperor, and frantically bombarded the barrier of the formation.
Boom!
The formation was blasted once again!
The sea of blood surged towards the city wall, crashing and cracking the city wall, just like a dam collapsed by a flood, and the bloody flood that broke the embankment poured into the city wall with a torrential force.
More than 20,000 monks were swallowed by the sea of blood.
The residents of Nanchao City had already started to evacuate here, but some of them had no time to escape, and they were completely melted by the sea of blood without even screaming.
"Bastard! What's going on against me!" The Emperor Changsheng cursed angrily, and immediately frantically mobilized his power to repair the gap in the formation.
At this moment, the black cloud sleeves of the Hei Yiren Emperor also began to tear the formation apart.
Yunxiu was like a wandering dragon, raging on the city wall, and all the monks who were caught were all dried up and turned into mummies.
Boom! The cannon roared!
The golden cannonball hit the raging cloud sleeve, the space collapsed and twisted, and the cloud sleeve also trembled, showing signs of collapse, but the next moment, it began to recover again.
Yunxiu instantly killed the cultivator operating the fort and swept away a pitch-black cannon.
"Oh? This is the whirl ion collapse cannon of Sijiu Xianzong?" Hei Yiren looked at the cannon rolled up in front of his sleeves carefully, and said with a smile, "It's a good thing."
Suddenly, the pitch-black cannon turned red, bursting out with a terrifying light.
An indescribable sense of crisis instantly enveloped the Hei Yiren Emperor.
Her eyes were fixed, and at this moment, the cannon had exploded.
Boom! !
The red energy, as dazzling as the sun, burns everything around.
The destructive spin ion burned the sky and devoured the earth, and the void collapsed, just like the scene of the end of the world.
Zhou Yu, the elder of the Zixing Pavilion, stood on the city wall, his eyes glowed with strange light particles, and smiled faintly: "After decades of fighting, no one is qualified to snatch something from the Zixing Pavilion. If you want it so much, I will give you one." The self-explosive cannon is ready... "
A black shadow tore apart the raging energy and receded backward.
It was the slightly embarrassed figure of the Hei Yiren Emperor, and she looked at Zhou Yu with a gloomy face: "No one can stop me from what I want."
The terrifying aura of Hedao level rushed over in an instant.
Zhou Yu felt unprecedented pressure, but he still stood tall on the city wall. Having decided to join the Kyushu United Army, he is already ready to die in battle!
The Sad Star Emperor tore apart the golden Excalibur with a sharp thorn, and made a comeback. The wound on his body squirmed quickly, recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Emperor Iden's attack became more and more violent.
Blood oozes from the corner of the Changsheng Emperor's mouth, and he still maintains the operation of the formation, and once again uses the power of the formation to gather the divine sword to resist!
"Jiejiejie... no matter how hard you struggle, it's useless. I can kill you even if I consume it. There is only one ending for you today, and that is destruction!" The Sad Star Emperor smiled happily, and his strange voice pierced through the formation. The fluctuations spread thousands of miles, passing into the ears of every monk, like a magic sound, which weakened their fighting spirit to a certain extent.
At this time, the army of the blood race and the army of the ethereal race had rushed to the city wall.
It is impossible for the Emperor Changsheng to use a large formation to block the impact of so many creatures at the same time. All he can do is resist the kind of force that can destroy the city. The rest can only be handed over to the monks defending the city!
The extremely tragic bloody battle finally broke out at this moment.
The enemy's coalition army has been reduced from 20 million to 17 million, and the Kyushu coalition army has been reduced from more than 5 million to more than 4 million. On the surface, it seems that the enemy has died a lot more, but they Everyone knows that this is actually just an advantage obtained by the defensive side by using the large formation and terrain.
When a truly tragic battle breaks out, the Kyushu United Army will die faster and faster.
Enemies flew up or climbed up the city wall one by one. The monks of the Kyushu United Army broke away from the long-range attack formation, pulled out their weapons, and faced the oncoming enemies head-on. A bloody battle began, and the blood stained the thousands of miles of the city wall.
All the Void-returning powers intentionally avoid friendly forces, fly high into the sky, collide with each other, and the power of destroying heaven and earth erupts in the sky, as if to smash the sky into pieces.
On the battlefield of returning to the virtual level, the Kyushu coalition forces still have a faint advantage.
There are more than two hundred Celestial Human Races who are barely comparable to the Cave God Realm, more than 20 Void Returning Powers from the Blood Race, more than a dozen Void Returning Powers from the Void Spirit Race, and more than 80 Void Returning Powers from the United Army of the Upper Kyushu Realm. He was crushed to death. There is no other reason, it is because the blood pavilion of Sijiu Xianzong is too fierce!
There are more than a dozen saints, each of whom is at least at the peak strength in the mid-stage Void Return, and one can beat several opponents. This is the crushing of the Void Return level!
The Heiyiren Emperor is about to participate in the siege and suppression of the Changsheng Emperor.
Three beautiful figures surrounded the Hei Yiren Great Emperor in the shape of a triangular formation.
After seeing the three of them, the Heiyiren emperor felt a little more dazed and melancholy.
The three pinnacles of returning to the Void in the Blood Pavilion, Ada, Jinling, and Jinyao, are officially facing off with their former masters!
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