Chapter 338

"No, the divine light is gone, ah!! split wind random blade technique..."

"Fight with them." then a huge roar broke out violently. Countless violent forces swept away at once.

"The big deal is just death."

In front of the iron warrior condensed by the artistic conception, as soon as the magic light of the pagoda retreated, thousands of immortals were directly exposed to the soldiers. Suddenly, a famous soldier stepped on a steady pace, his eyes waved weapons coldly and killed coldly. It seems that they are the most elite soldiers in heaven and earth. Anything in front of them is an enemy, an enemy, and will be cut into countless pieces.

However, if you don't break out in silence, you will die in silence. Mole ants still steal their lives, not to mention people. In the face of cold and murderous soldiers, anyone who is still conscious has a crazy look in his eyes. He can use whatever powerful magic weapons and spells in his hand to blast at thousands of soldiers.

Wind roar!! Ground fissure!! The sky is full of cold ice and flames!! Thunder rolling!!

All kinds of terrible scenes appeared in front of us in an instant. The power that erupts in a desperate situation is very terrible. Under the bombardment here, many soldiers in front were smashed and collapsed. But in the back, there are more soldiers, unswervingly killing.

"Click!!"

"Ah!! -"

Just listen to a fierce fight, blood flying out, splashing everywhere, people are terrified.

Unfortunately, in the face of these soldiers who have no pain or fear at all, only know to execute orders and kill wholeheartedly, any scream can not shake their killing heart. The counterattack of the immortals in despair was like the spray in the river. It only stirred up a small wave and was covered in the twinkling of an eye.

In a moment, most of thousands of friars died miserably on the spot!!

The sound of the piano is like a storm, and the rain beats the pipa, which urges the killing in the ancient battlefield. The scenes of small war and war are presented in front of us.

"Boom!"

The pagoda is still suspended above Xiao Yuan's head, sheltering only dozens of monks whose accomplishments are above Yuanying level. These are old monsters who have survived for countless years. Each of them has rich experience. Under the protection of the pagoda, they know that if the divine light does not disappear, they will not be directly attacked. Therefore, they no longer defend. One by one, the flying sword light is four, and countless sharp sword lights are differentiated, overwhelming the world.

Powerful life magic weapons attack the outside regardless of everything.

The fight was earth shaking.

However, almost all the soldiers here are comparable to Yuanying. As soon as they are smashed, they are directly transformed into sound blades and sound waves, which erupt into a fierce momentum.

Over there, Xiao Yuan controlled the ten thousand animal flags and forcibly restrained 50000 soldiers. Although there were a large number of animal souls pouring out of the flags, they were not as powerful as these battlefield soldiers. They could only be restrained, but they could not take the upper hand. They were in a stalemate stage. There are tens of thousands of soldiers here who continue to attack them.

Time after time, the pagodas were constantly shaking, and the divine light fluctuated violently, as if it would collapse at any time. Especially Xiao Yuan, who has been supporting the pagoda, always turns pale when the pagoda vibrates. Now looking at him, his face seems pale.

"Bang!! --"

A huge roar roared. Xiao Yuan was just a fit friar no matter how powerful he was. He was far from being able to give full play to the power of the demon tower. In fact, no one could refine the demon tower in the beast sect. As long as he practiced the skill of the beast sect and understood the formula of the pagoda, he could drive it, but how much power he could exert, It depends on the user's cultivation. Now, although the pagoda can be triggered by a person's power, it can resist fierce attacks. But the pagoda can hold, and the people who use the pagoda can afford it.

Every time the pagoda is subjected to an irresistible attack, some of the aftershocks will be backfired on the users. It can be said that Xiao Yuan is no longer suffering from terrible backfire almost all the time.

His strength is limited after all. Even with the pagoda, he can't resist the bombardment of tens of thousands of powerful soldiers. Finally, in a roar. The pagoda trembled violently, Xiao Yuan opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood. His whole body was like being eaten by thunder, and his face was as pale as a piece of paper. The demon tower can no longer be driven. The divine light falling on the tower collapses and disappears in an instant.

Xiao Yuan's face showed bitterness and glanced around. There were almost dense soldiers around. All the roads were crowded. They were like a small boat in the ocean. It could overturn at any time.

"I didn't expect that there should be such a strong demon clan in a small southern barbarian. I'm afraid this person is at least a monster at the level of ancient demon king. It's too careless. After all, the demon clan is the most powerful race in the world in ancient times. I should think that the demon clan really hasn't fallen completely. This lesson is too big. If the demon clan declines again, it can't be underestimated after all."

Xiao Yuan suddenly came up with an idea in his heart and blamed himself. However, a firm look suddenly appeared on his pale face. He stretched out his hand and patted on his waist. Suddenly, a jade amulet appeared in his hand. She looked at Yu Fu quietly, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Without hesitation, she squeezed it hard.

"Pa!! --"

The jade talisman was crushed on the spot. For a moment, a white light rushed into the sky from the broken jade talisman. However, it did not spread. It seemed to be bound in a range by an invisible force. In the twinkling of an eye, the white light gathered and mysteriously condensed into a human shape. This figure is quite unreal.

But it can still clearly see its face.

This is an old man with white head and beard. It seems that he has an air of immortality. His appearance is very ordinary, but he exudes an invisible sense of deterrence. This is a kind of majesty that will breed after mastering the power and strength of thousands of people's life and death. The temperament of the superior. People dare not even look him in the eye.

"Master, help me!"

At the sight of this figure, Xiao Yuan looked more respectful than ever before. According to his words, this man is his eldest martial brother.

The old man's illusory figure turned slightly, glanced around, and showed a look of surprise in his eyes, but in the twinkling of an eye he returned to calm and said calmly: "Onomatopoeia, I didn't expect that there are demons who know such magic powers. The music of the piano is full of killing. It's a song of killing. No wonder even you and the demon tower fall into such a situation. It's too reckless to rush to attack the demons this time." the old man shook his head and said, "this is just a wisp of my original God. What I can do is to take you away."

The old man didn't seem to want to say more. He stretched out his finger and gently pointed to the dim demon tower. In a moment, he saw that the tower body on the demon tower vibrated, and the ten thousand feet of golden light rose into the sky like a laser. The light was burning. It slipped back to Xiao Yuan's head, and the divine light rolled Xiao Yuan and the ten thousand animal flags not far away into the pagoda. Then, the pagoda rose into the sky and directly hit the sky On the prohibition over the ancient battlefield.

"Boom!"

The ancient battlefield was filled with lightning and thunder, and the sound of killing shook the sky. I didn't know how powerful the demon tower was. It smashed the void into a crack on the spot. The pagoda shuttled through the crack in an instant. After leaving the ancient battlefield, it reappeared in Nanman. The pagoda didn't stay at all. With a golden light, like a meteor, it immediately fled outside Nanman and quickly broke through the air.

"Who is that man?"

When the demon tower broke through the air, Emperor Shi's eyes suddenly flashed a look of surprise. No one knows better than him the power of the ancient battlefield evolved from the ambush on all sides. If you want to break the ancient battlefield, unless your strength is far beyond him, and you need to tear the space apart in an instant.

Zhenyao tower is naturally called a great treasure, but what really attracted the attention of emperor Shi Tian was the illusory figure. It can be seen that it was the manifestation of a wisp of yuan God, but even so, on him, the hidden threat directly gave him a feeling of threat.

Obviously, this person's noumenon is definitely a shocking strong man.

This doubt lasted only for a moment, and he immediately buried it in his heart temporarily. The sound of the piano in his hand was rapid. Without Xiao Yuan and the demon tower, everyone was exposed in the ancient battlefield and faced the overwhelming attack. In the twinkling of an eye, it was torn to pieces. Blood spilled on the ancient battlefield.

"Zheng!! --"

The last piano sound fell, and the ambush did not play "close!! -"

Emperor Shitian collected the seven sins and put them into the demon house to nourish them. At the same time, he quickly took out a small pocket and patted it gently. Suddenly, a strong phagocytic force appeared in the pocket and instantly covered the whole ancient battlefield. Under the traction of this phagocytic force, each magic weapon and treasure in the battlefield had been filled with those stored items It was sucked into the storage bag.

All kinds of items on these immortals who died in the ancient battlefield are a huge wealth. Naturally, we can't let them go. Now, it's the time for the development of Wanyao valley. How can we miss any powerful opportunity.

"What's the name of this song?"

At this time, Medusa, who had been standing quietly by her side, turned her head and looked at emperor Shitian. Her eyes flashed some inexplicable light. She suddenly asked. There was a firm and persistent look in her eyes, which showed her determination to know the name of the song.

"Ambush!"

Emperor Shi Tian smiled calmly and received all the items in the storage bag. The ancient battlefield condensed by the artistic conception disappeared with the sound of the piano. It seemed that it had never appeared.

"Boom!"

At this time, the whole Nanman trembled violently and violently. It trembled several times. Even the mountain peaks were shaking. For a moment, the whole air seemed to become unusually cold without warning. A cold wave swept the mountains inexplicably.

"It's the valley of ten thousand demons." emperor Shi Tian was there naturally