If there is a natural disaster, you will be in panic, and the crisis will come again, and Blue Wind will face destruction.
Hundreds of millions of creatures will face a sea of corpses and blood. This time a great crisis will cover all corners. Zombies will no longer selectively invade a certain place. As long as there are creatures, whether there are living people or not, they will It will be where their iron hooves trample on.
Illusion killing gate, there are still 30,000 blood-killing army, the weakest spiritual picture, and the female hero 28,000, illusion is useless for the corpse clan.
"Shuang'er, can you determine the exact location of the corpse everywhere?"
Luo Xingchen took out a sword, which was an imperial weapon.
The vertical sword fell on the ground, the gap spread, and the violent momentum penetrated the yin and yang, killing life and killing, and commanding it with one sword.
Wearing a black shirt, he is a god of death from hell, with murderous intent, making the smell of the air suffocating.
Luo Xingchen had no other thoughts, only killing could quell everything.
Heroic and brave, smiling proud of the world, gods descending to earth, silver eye pupils, and golden eye pupils, silver hair, ice and snow drifting mood.
He is the Ice Emperor, at this moment, he is the Ice Emperor!
After Yue Wushuang worked hard to investigate, he nodded and said solemnly: "It is locked!"
Luo Xingchen said: "How much range do you bombard with the imperial heaven and earth aura in an instant?"
Yue Wushuang shook his head and said, "Three hundred li, the aura of the mid-level plane, can only support me to bombard three hundred li at a time, but there is no guarantee that it won't hurt the innocent!"
Luo Xingchen solemnly said: "Then you should narrow down the scope a little bit, and set your goal a little bit, so as not to hurt the innocent."
Yue Wushuang did not hesitate. At this time, she could only silently cooperate with Luo Xingchen's all decisions.
Luo Xingchen added: "In addition, can you use your will to send information to all people in all corners of the country, and even the living things?"
Yue Wushuang said condensedly: "Yes!"
"Okay, I will transmit the sound now to tell them that the corpse race is coming, disasters are coming, and the Blue Wind Continent is about to collapse, but don't be afraid! Everyone immediately organizes the defense line to counter the billions of corpses! I am here, Luo Xingchen , Fighting side by side, I am with them, swearing to the death, they die, I will accompany them to die, I will not retreat half a step!"
Yue Wushuang was affectionate like the sea, and made up his mind, and said with tears: "Xingchen... What you want to do, I will be with you!"
"Brother Chen! And me!"
Li Dong loosened his arms, his eyes were sharp and unwavering!
"Brother! And me!" Li Xuan swears to follow her, but there is still a smile on the corner of her mouth.
"There are also us! The phantom killer, the male body, the daughter body, are the same! The palace lord does not retreat, the mistress does not retreat, we do not retreat! Even if the fight is the last person, who will be afraid!"
Yan Yuxi concealed all his worries, a brave man and awe-inspiring righteousness!
"Destroy the enemy! The evil demon! The blue wind won't fall!"
Shen Fei shouted with all his strength, everyone shouted and cheered, shouting like thunder!
Their look is so resolute.
With the sword in hand, the road under your feet, you have a clear conscience and no regrets!
The catastrophe is imminent, the man has no tears, and the intention is to cut the sky, and the love is not ruined!
The hearts of the phantom killing gate are so united. They stared at Luo Xingchen and at a dark cloud slowly drifting in the distance. The decisive battle, the defensive battle, kicked off the curtain...
Cangzhou Cangmeng, where heroes and heroes from all over the world gather, three hundred li mansions, a sea of people.
Above the sky, a huge virtual image emerged, and only with all the artistic conceptions can it be transformed into a virtual image projection that traverses the sky.
This figure should be hard to find in the world, with a beautiful face and a fairy temperament, perfect from top to bottom.
"Hi! Blue Wind Continent, how could a ten thousand artistic conception appear!"
Yao Huangtian felt incredible.
But when he saw Yue Wushuang's appearance, he suddenly realized.
Yue Wushuang's figure has a beautiful face and a very serious appearance.
"Seniors, junior Yue Wushuang, pass on one thing for my husband!
You may not know that there are now a large number of corpse races in Blue Wind Continent. The corpse races are not alive, but dead. They shouldn't exist in the world, but because of resentment, they crawled out of the grave.
The number of these corpse races is huge, and the danger is too high. So far, they can't find their weaknesses. They can only completely destroy their bodies. And their bodies are strong, not easy to do, they won't bleed, and don't know the pain. .
Therefore, Shuang'er urges everyone to work together, whether it is Zongmen martial arts, casual repair, or transformation of spirit beasts, corpse mountains and blood seas are really our real enemies and cannot be disintegrated.
I hope we forget all the barriers, fight for the blue wind and our homeland, build a line of defense, so that the people of the world can have more hope!
The corpse clan is immortal, Wushuang does not retreat, and the husband does not retreat, phantom killing tens of thousands of people, will fight to the end, even if there is only one person left!
We fight side by side with you, no matter how strong the corpse clan is, take out all our heritage and go all out! Husband Junluo Xingchen brought a lot of early emperor weapons, central emperor weapons, and emperor weapons, whether for defense or offense, everything!
Don’t worry about the post-disaster reconstruction. As long as the corpse clan is destroyed, Wushuang guarantees that the Blue Wind Continent will become better than before!
The Blue Wind Continent has almost been destroyed once, and this time we can't retreat anymore. With our homes at our feet, how can hundreds of millions of people survive
If the corpse clan cannot be strangled here, it will cause a catastrophe for the entire spiritual world, and we cannot retreat!
Therefore, the last words of the husband, he will give his life and shed his blood! Sway the glory and fight back! Even if you can escape, you will definitely not escape! If you violate the oath, the heaven will die! And I will accompany him to the end! The world is a lesson! "
This sound can be heard not only by Cangmeng, but also by all kinds of desperations...
Beastland—
The young man raised his head and stared at the gloomy sky.
"Luo Xingchen? Ha ha... This guy has really come back!"
He has a tiger aura on his body, with blue stripes on his face.
"Boss! What about Luo Xingchen?"
There were many incarnation spirit beasts beside them, frowning, expressing dissatisfaction.
"Luo Xingchen is famous all over the world, who doesn't know? He can still be in this small place, he can't retreat or retreat!
Bros! Get ready to face the army of dead bodies! "
With an order, all the beasts follow! The beast's might, howling for nine days...
The transformation of this blue tiger was once a waste material, with teeth out of it, like a sick cat.
He was once the mount of a mediocre person with the same talent, that person, called Yao Changkong...
Puppet Sect—an old man in Tantai, meditating on Liantai, with white hair, in fact, his life span is still very long.
Hearing the voice from outside the sky, he opened his eyes, thoughts full of thoughts, talking to himself, with a bitter smile on his face: "Hehe... Luo Xingchen... When I took a Bailiting, I thought of him as a treasure. Thinking, he might just be a joke.
Defeated by your servant with one sword! I don't even have the qualifications to play against you! In this world, no one can provoke you..."
"Puppet Sect, the elders of the disciples obeyed the order to take out all the details of my puppet sect! Control an army of 100,000 puppets! Go head-to-head with these walking dead!
I want to see who has a hard fist! "
…
Zhenzong, a pavilion, Han Qinghua, drinking a glass of wine, drawing a pattern, gathering spirit, mighty power!
Opposite him, sitting the Lord of Heaven, he is actually the first disciple of the Xuantian Continent, the ancestor of Xuantian!
The two people sang the wine wildly, in all directions, corpse mountains and seas of blood, gathering...
Tiannvzong, stunningly charming girl, masters the secret volume of condensing qi, compared to the hot-blooded man, the sword whip scimitar, not to mention more!
At this time, the female disciple of the Tiannv Sect was competing with some handsome young men in Yin Yang Peak.
When the sky is overcast, the catastrophe is approaching, the peak of Yin and Yang, the body of Yin and Yang, the figure of Tai Chi Pisces, permanent flow, endless life, Zhenshan Mansion! The blood of Zhiyang, see through the sky—
war! Quartet chaos the world! Bloody battle in the sky, the earth! abyss!
Blade light and blood shadow, sword intent hurricane, bowstring shooting, a world away!
war! Wind and thunder! The corpse mountains are in groups, and the blood is lined up! Haohao ****, countless, increasing number by number, who can kill
so what!
With faith in your heart, there is hope! Nine-nine into one, first line of life!
Now that they saw it, they wanted to stop it, even if they tried their best to pierce the other shore and destroy the Heihe River, the breath will survive, and hope will never die!
One month later...
The four palaces collapsed, and all became wilderness, with stubborn leaves, stubborn bodies, and broken swords all over the ground!
There are corpse tribes, human tribes, and spirit beast tribes.
The accumulation of bones into a mountain, the oath has not been broken!
Blue Wind Continent, the plane is blocked!
Luo Xingchen used extremely cold eyes, but he was going to be suppressed here.
But Yue Wushuang and Haori Sword have not yet been suppressed.
Can't communicate with the outside world, can't contact.
At this time, the human warrior suffered heavy losses, with more than one million spiritual images, and more than 400,000 left!
The Spirit Seal Realm and the Earth Element Realm also have huge casualties, and the numerous bones are not cold, and the three-foot green front is not scattered!
But seeing a forest, the tree break zone, fell more than half.
In the forest, hundreds of millions of people gathered, and hundreds of thousands of martial artists!
This is Tianyun City, a short distance away from the deserted Luoshen Palace.
Take a step back and it will be implicated in the Everlasting Forest!
Luo Xingchen's white clothes became dirty and dilapidated.
His face was stained with blood and dust.
Holding a sword tightly in his hand, he lowered his head, his eyes were sharp, and he never let his guard down.
Next to him, Li Dong and Li Xuan were all scarred.
Li Xuan's cheeks were as white as jade, and there was also a sword scar, and her face was destroyed. This is not cruel.
Shen Fei, there is one arm left, another sleeve, empty ****.
Yan Yuxi was a bit exhausted, and when he was sleepy, his eyes wanted to open and close.
Shen Fei and her back to back, sometimes bumping her with his shoulder to keep her from falling asleep.
Once asleep, it must be very dangerous.
Qin Lang held Long Ling, who was eight or nine years younger than him, and stroked Long Ling's head. Long Ling had already fallen asleep peacefully.
Yue Wushuang closed her eyes and concentrated, using her will to arrange a defensive membrane in a radius of thousands of miles, so that even the strongest corpse clan could not rush through here.
So far, they haven't figured out the weakness of the corpse clan.
It can only be said that by any means, as long as the strength is not enough, all will be lost!
There are many human warriors who are willing to give up their lives and explode to death with a large group of corpses!
They seem to be unable to fight!
Those who fall will soon become a brand new corpse clan!
There are more people in the corpse race, people they know well!
Ren Qianlie, Shi Yingtu, Han Qinghua...
These chivalrous guts, iron-blooded war gods, have also become members of the corpse clan!
Sadness fills everyone's heart.
Feeling sad, heartbroken, can only reach this point!
At this moment, Da Luotian and God Xueao were depressed, holding a jug of wine alone and drinking, paralyzing themselves.
His eyes were red, and his mother-in-law said to himself: "Xiao Han, you have a good array of talents, but it's a pity that no one is pointing you. You shouldn't stay in this intermediate plane. You don't have enough opportunities.
I admire your faith and am willing to live and die with the people!
But your death is worthless...
Alas... Now, who else can talk to me, and let me put my heart to the bottom, without being stingy
Your ensemble has also become the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.
Ah…
The corpse clan, I don't know where the miscellaneous hair came from! Damn it! Ahhh—"
"Bang!" Xue Ao's eyes were red, his cloak shattered, and the cracked soil shattered under one foot!
Looking up to the sky and roaring, who can understand his suffocation and powerlessness
This is the reality, the corpse is resurrected, and the creatures are burnt...