"Finally someone escaped!"
"梼杌" swept across the crowd with a huge one-eyed one: "Are you going to continue to disobey God's will?"
The arrogant and hard spirit filled the battlefield, and no one dared to attack him.
Lotte has gray hair and an old face: "If this goes on, more than half of them will fall, is it really a dead end?"
Under the tremendous pressure of horror, Ke Xin finally couldn't help but back down, preaching: "Sister, let's withdraw!"
Before Dai Mengfan could answer, "Yang Lu" broke her thoughts: "There is only one way out for surrender, and I will kill whoever escapes."
Tu Wancheng's sinister intentions are clearly revealed. If he starts to kill, he can kill at most two or three true disciples, and the others can always take the opportunity to escape. However, "Yang Xiao" could not chase and kill. As a double condensation of formation and military spirit, it could not be too far away from the demon camp and the "Twelve Capital Tianmasha Great Formation".
But he said that, any true disciple who retreated first would undoubtedly die. One sentence nailed everyone here and became fish on the chopping board.
This area is still a demon territory in nature, and the invisible laws of heaven and earth always affect the will of the practitioner. It may not be a big deal at ordinary times, and it becomes extremely terrifying at this time. The spiritual coercion of the demon god, the great horror between life and death, weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.
Ke Xin's expression changed, and he was extremely embarrassed. The magical thoughts in his heart were reborn immediately, and he couldn't restrain it even if he knew the reason. Once the spirit is shaken, so does the power.
With every delay, they are getting weaker. But it seemed as if he had fallen into a swamp, and he didn't even dare to struggle, so he could only watch the mud drown.
"I can give you a way out, as long as you are willing to accept Motian's blessings and fight for the Demon Realm from now on!"
The expressions of the true disciples changed, this is to make them degenerate into the demon emperor. Almost all the emperors of the Vientiane Sect defected to the Demon Realm together. It was really a big scandal that shocked the world.
Tu Wancheng sneered in his heart, these stupid cowards, he never planned to let them make a living. Rather, he had to kill them all in one swoop, and he would be favored by Motian. This was a god-given opportunity for him to be promoted to Cthulhu. If you can't cultivate into an evil god. One day in the future, if that lady Chao Tianjiao is killed, she will definitely die.
Thinking of this, I can't help but feel cold, but think about the time gap between the nine heavens and the six reincarnations. Only a little relieved. If she dares to come now, she must fall here!
The sky is stagnant in the eyes of "Yang Xiao", and the fierce battle on the earth continues. The fearless warrior is incarnate as Asura, tireless, enjoying the pain, and fighting hard.
The basalt army is still advancing, and the torrent of steel is becoming more and more turbulent.
Although the Xuanwu Army God collapsed, but the military spirit was still there, they could regain the military spirit. Condensed again into battle beasts, devouring and devouring all the demons standing in front of them.
And the military energy gathered by the demons is all on the body of "梼杌", even if it is ten times the number, it can't resist this iron torrent.
Unknowingly, all the true disciples cast their gazes on the ground. If the stalemate continues, "Yang Lu" will continue to weaken, and it may even rush to the "Twelve Capital Demons Array" to reverse the entire battle. The emperors have to pin their hopes on mortals.
Tu Wancheng glanced at it. The scene has been suppressed, it is time to free up some hands to clean up some of these ants. The mere mortals really want to turn the sky over, forgive these cowards who dare not take the opportunity to escape.
Dai Mengfan was whispering quietly: "Wait later if he destroys the Xuanwu Legion. Let's retreat together, let's live and die in peace!"
No need for other tricks, "Yang Lu" waved its giant palm again and patted towards the Xuanwu Legion. One-eyed but stared at the true biography disciples, they were all nervous to the extreme.
boom!
A high graystone tower broke through the air, rushing towards the head of "Yang Lu".
"梼杌" slapped the broken limestone tower with a palm. The gravel lased, the dust and smoke dispersed, and he staggered back half a step.
"What?" Tu Wancheng's expression changed, and his heart became vigilant. The ordinary emperor never has such power: "Could it be?"
There was no one in Heiyun City, and the tower seemed to be pulled up out of thin air, and then thrown out of thin air.
In the dark cave, red light flashed, red eyes gleaming, as if a fierce beast lurked.
A big hand grabbed the edge of the cave, jumped out, and crashed in front of Black Cloud City.
Dai Mengfan said in surprise: "Li Qingshan!"
Li Qingshan changed the body of the gods and demons, and his stature reached a hundred feet, but unlike the past, he still maintained his human appearance.
There is only one pair of red eyes like fire, one red hair flying. Other than that, there is no characteristic of a monster.
Qu stretched out his left hand, it was a human hand, not a tiger demon's claw, even he felt a little strange,
A strange power surged in the body, hot and hot, full of vitality, and even overwhelmed the power of other gods and demons.
An ardent voice was calling him: "Come on, come on, come on!" As if the mother was calling for a wanderer.
That voice came from the sky!
He couldn't help raising his head, and a bloody vortex suddenly opened up right above, expanding and growing.
The end of the crazy flower knife in his hand trembled slightly, and the soul of the crazy flower knife asked with a smile: "How does it feel to be an Ashura?"
"Me, Asura?"
"I said, you are a born warrior, Ashura Dao will always open the door for you."
In this Shura field, the real warrior will temporarily have some of the characteristics and powers of Asura. The stronger his fighting spirit and the stronger his will, the more characteristics he obtains and the greater his power. Even if he died in battle, the soul of the battle would enter the Asura Dao and reincarnated as a real Asura.
And Li Qingshan gained almost all the power and characteristics of Asura, and the gate of the Asura Dao was opened for him. He could directly enter the Asura Dao without fighting to death, immediately gain more power and become the destiny son of the Asura Dao.
Li Qingshan smiled: "I see, but I don't like being a son."
Crazy Flower Blade Soul excitedly said: "Then go to unify the Asura Dao, become the king of all Asuras, and then cut the sky! Boy, if you have a chance, you have a great chance!"
"Fighting the sky?"
I have heard of the feud between Asura Dao and Heaven. The heavenly people are the ultimate enemy of Asura and the ultimate battlefield of endless bloody battles. But he is not Ashura yet, and he doesn't feel much about it.
"Let's talk about this after cutting off this big guy!"
Once again, take a step towards "梼杌".
Tu Wancheng's heart was shocked: "How dare he?" Even if that punch didn't kill him, it was probably not far from death. He didn't take the opportunity to flee, so how could he dare to return to the battlefield again.
The bloody vortex in the sky was spinning faster and faster, moving forward with his footsteps. Destiny added to him, as if there was an invisible halo, all eyes converged on him.
At the other end of the battlefield, the fire of starting a prairie prairie is burning all flesh and blood.
The general returns, the war is rekindled! (To be continued.)
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