Although many masters of the Wild Lion tribe were roaring one by one, their eyes betrayed them. Most of them had a look of horror in their eyes. Horror.
No, it should be said to be brutal...
The battle formation of the eighteen blood guards has rushed into the group of masters of the Wild Lion tribe. Almost every few seconds, people are falling, being killed, and blood is sprinkled from the sky...
Each of these dead people was above the third level of the Holy Firmament Realm. People in this realm are as fragile as babies in front of the eighteen blood guards, and they are not vulnerable at all.
Lin Xinyun hasn't let the Hanyu Qilin come out to participate in the battle, otherwise the situation will only be more cruel. After all, adult Hanyu Qilin is too rare, so under normal circumstances, Lin Xinyun let it stay in her special space.
The cold jade unicorn is also so happy. Lin Xinyun's special space is filled with extremely rich pure yin power. Even if the strength of this pure yin power is not enough, its quality is already very high. It is very useful for the cultivation of the cold jade unicorn. big plus.
After Bai Yuzhe used Shenlong Possession, he quickly caught up with the falling Shi Wuba with the Qinghong Spear in his hand, and stabbed his throat with a spear without hesitation!
"Boy, let me die!" At this moment, Shi Wuba woke up from the continuous soul blows, and with his cultivation base, it was impossible to be directly shocked to death like this. In fact, if it wasn't for the surprise just now, the soul attack wouldn't have had such a big impact on him.
Shi Wuba was really angry. Even though he was sober at this time, the situation was very bad. He always felt that the most important thing in his mind was seriously injured. Although his mind was sober, his thinking was still Comparing the confusion, the most obvious emotion is anger, boundless anger...
This is a sense created by ignorance of the soul.
At this time, the extremely sharp tip of the Qinghong Spear was approaching, and after Lion Wuba roared, he could only raise the huge saber in his hand and lay it across the front of his neck!
"clang!"
There was a violent shock, as if the bronze bell Dalu was being rung, the sound shook the whole field. There was obviously a hole in the saber in Shi Wuba's hand. The top-grade holy weapon was pierced through by Bai Yuzhe's spear, basically destroying more than half of it.
And Shi Wuba's figure was instantly pushed back hundreds of meters, and he slid back quickly in the air, spurting out a big mouthful of blood at the same time.
It was too hasty just now, there was no time to give him a powerful force, and his condition itself was relatively bad, and it was inevitable to be injured again.
Otherwise, no matter how powerful the artifact is, it would be difficult to directly destroy the top-grade holy soldier with one move. The main reason is that there is no power poured in, and the holy soldier is in a state of silence.
"Old man, you don't want to give me shame. You insist on taking your own life. No one can save you now!" Bai Yuzhe said while quickly chasing after Shi Wuba, his body was filled with murderous aura and his eyes were cold. , The powerful mental power has already locked the opponent.
"Pfft..."
Shi Wuba couldn't help but spit out another big mouthful of blood, not only injured, but also angry. Thinking back to just now, I was so energetic, with the aura of looking down on the world, I wanted to say something to the group of people in front of me, as if it was effortless.
But the reality gave him a big slap in the face. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the masters of his Wild Lion tribe had been killed or injured. Those people were too terrifying, and they were all gods of death!
(end of this chapter)