Chapter 435

The isolation of the border made the spirit imperial concubine feel desperate.

At the moment, you are innocent and have killed 60 high-level Soul Hunters. You are extremely weak.

But there are more than 500 high-level Soul Hunters, and there are also hundreds of strong people of the dark devil sect!

"You are innocent, do you still have the power to fight a war?" the leader of the soul Hunter stood in the air dozens of miles away, overlooking the battlefield, and said coldly: "since ancient times, no one can escape who is regarded as the target by my soul hunter! Even if someone escaped, it is only temporary. In the end, he will sacrifice his soul and origin!"

"You try!"

The Dragon chant in Jun Wuxie's hand was shocked, and dozens of corpses and broken shields and class A were blown away.

His eyes were like cold electricity, and his thick black hair dyed red by blood danced in the air waves.

"Go! Hunt his origin and soul back to me!"

The soul Hunter commander gave orders indifferently.

Fifty senior Soul Hunters rushed up.

He waved a black sickle at the weak king.

In an instant, the blade of fifty sickles dyed the sky black and cut it all over the sky.

Just as they raised their sickles and cut them off, the weak Jun Wuxie suddenly burst into a terrible momentum, just like a wounded and violent archaic beast, smashed the void and rushed towards them.

Boom!

Around his body, chaotic Qi surged, forming a domain world, covering an area of kilometers in an instant!

Fifty high-level Soul Hunters were suddenly shrouded in the field.

The sickle blade they cut suddenly turned into black smoke and disappeared like a mist when it was about to fall on Jun Wuxie.

"How could this happen!"

The high-level Soul Hunters screamed. They just felt as if they were in a chaotic space where the rules collapsed and could not be disordered. The real Qi in their body seemed to be suppressed and imprisoned, and it was difficult to operate.

Boom!

A high-level soul Hunter broke under his golden fist and turned into a blood mist.

Other Soul Hunters rushed frantically around, trying to rush out of the chaotic space.

However, it is found that the chaotic gas in this space is extremely thick. Every step forward, we need to make every effort.

Those chaotic Qi squeezed them, making their actions extremely difficult.

Everyone looked at the scene with shock.

In the area where the chaos is rolling.

You are innocent like the supreme king who dominates the world. One punch will explode the powerful high-level soul Hunter into chaos. He has no power to fight back.

The picture is like an asymmetric slaughter!

"You, hurry to break his chaotic field!"

The cold light burst in the eyes of the soul Hunter commander!

He was surprised by the power in this field and could ban the law!

Once the Dharma is forbidden, who is the opponent of the king who cultivates the flesh?

Now, we must break through its field and break the power of prohibition.

Otherwise, all the fifty men in the war will die!

"You rats walking in the dark!"

Jun Wuxie roared and tore a senior soul hunter in half.

The bright red blood splashed all over him.

Bloody and crazy!

His eyes turned red and frightening under the magic of blood.

Sheng tore one person, stepped, bullied the whole body in front of the other person, held him high above his head under his sharply constricted pupils, and pulled him violently.

Poof!

Another high-level soul hunter was torn open and screamed bitterly.

His movement was amazing, his body kept moving, tearing one soul Hunter after another into the chaotic field.

The shrill scream resounded through the whole battlefield, making people's scalp numb.

People can only see that in that chaotic field, blood fog after blood fog blooms like bright red fireworks.

That young man, bloody and crazy, like a demon God!

When the fourth batch of Soul Hunters rushed to the chaotic field, more than half of the Soul Hunters inside had been killed.

They wielded the sublimation forbidden art and slashed fiercely with the soul splitting sickle.

Boom!

The chaotic field trembled violently, and the chaotic gas in it was impacted and rolled like a tsunami.

Large cracks quickly emerged on the surface of the field.

"Break it for me!"

Fifty high-level Soul Hunters tried their best to break the territory.

After several joint attacks, the chaotic field full of split souls finally couldn't hold on and burst open.

At this time, the last soul Hunter inside was held high above his head by Jun Wuxie.

The field collapses, and the chaotic Qi collapses like a mountain torrent, shaking back the soul hunters who broke the field.

At the same time, Jun Wuxie tore the last soul hunter and sprinkled blood under their eyes.

His body was also shocked violently, and a mouthful of golden blood gushed out.

The field has been forcibly broken down, and it has suffered a strong counterattack, which makes the body in bad condition more hurt!

……

Outside the capital, there are many figures standing on the distant mountains.

We are paying attention to the situation on the battlefield.

"Bing Sheng's disciple is dead this time. Unless Bing Sheng saves him, there is no possibility of life!"

"Hehe, I'm afraid she won't show up with the pride of the soldier saint. Today's monarch is innocent and can compete with the zonghuang, and these Soul Hunters are only the realm of the zongwang. Do you think the soldier saint will show up?"

"It's good to die. It's a great trouble for this son to live!"

"Well, if he dies, Tianjiao of the same generation will lose a terrible opponent, otherwise how many people can compete with him in the future?"

"It's the great hatred of our Xiao clan that we can't kill him with our own hands!"

"He should have died in the hands of my Nanjia Qilin son Nanhuang. It's really cheap for him this time!"

……

Shengmen, Kaitian sword clan, Xiao clan, Yunling Nanjia, and other high-level leaders of quasi dominant forces talked indifferently.

"Seven women, are you sure you feel the smell of ancient Phoenix God's blood?"

Another mountain, on a mountain peak, stood a young man in golden and red feather clothes.

Beside him was a woman with gray hair, very young and beautiful face, noble temperament and arrogance.

"There's nothing wrong. It's not only the ancient Phoenix God's blood, but also a very pure blood breath. If you can get it, let you swallow the fusion, and it's very likely to awaken the ancient Phoenix ancestor's blood and return to the pure blood Phoenix God body!"

The woman who was called the seventh woman by the youth said excitedly.

"Who is the ancient Phoenix God's blood on? Is that gentleman innocent?"

The woman said, "it's not known yet. Don't be anxious. It shouldn't be that you are innocent. Let's have a look first."

The youth stopped talking, carried his hands, and stared at the battlefield indifferently.

……

At this time, in the battlefield, 50 high-level soul hunters who were retreated by the earthquake came forward carefully.

Having learned from the past, they are quite cautious.

Looking at Jun Wuxie holding a war gun with one hand and barely maintaining his body.

Their eyes were somewhat suspicious and uncertain. They could not determine whether the goal was really dead or whether it would erupt again with the same strength and means as before.

"A mouse is a mouse!"

Jun's innocent scattered hair covered half of his face, and the blood on his hair flowed to the tip of his hair and dropped down.

He raised his head and stared at the forced soul hunter, showing a disdainful smile. His snow-white teeth were in sharp contrast to his bloody face.

"Jun, you are in front of my soul hunting hall, but you are an ant!"

"When death comes, dare you be arrogant!"

"Kill!"

The soul hunters were angered, and immediately narrowed the distance, held high the soul splitting sickle and cut forward.

"Blue, blue, work!"

Jun Wuye grinned and smiled coldly.

Blue light suddenly appears.

A little guy more than a foot long appeared beside him.

In the big round eyes, mysterious runes burst.

In an instant, the fifty soul hunters who rushed forward were suddenly fixed in the air.

There was a look of panic in their eyes. They struggled with all their strength, but they couldn't move at all.

meanwhile.

The weak king was innocent, and suddenly pulled out the Dragon chant like a light, and his body burst up and rushed up like a streamer.

His body flashed quickly, the Dragon chanted and the gun came out, and a little cold awn bloomed with blood flowers.

In an instant, dozens of soul hunters were pierced!

The last few people were picked on the tip of the gun.

All this, but between lightning and flint.

Everyone was surprised and thought that Jun Wuxie couldn't resist, but he didn't expect such a result.

"Hahaha! Tujiwa dog!"

Jun Wuxie held the gun in one hand and held it high. The gun body shook and several Soul Hunters burst open.

When!

He heavily inserted the war gun into the corpse pile at his feet, forcibly stabilized his shaky body, his black hair danced in the strong wind, stared at tens of miles away, and said coldly, "come again! Today, I'll kill you rats walking in the dark!"

The leader of the soul Hunter slowly pulled down the mask on his face, revealing a slightly pale young face.

He stared at Jun Wuxie, and the muscles on his face twitched from time to time.

His whole body was filled with cold and cruel anger.

A very weak man killed more than 100 of his men!

The heavy loss!

"He is at the end of a powerful crossbow. You give it to me!"

He gave orders gnashing his teeth.

This time, there are ten groups of high-level Soul Hunters entering the battlefield, a whole hundred King level peak zongwang and ten peak strong!

Such a battle is quite appalling.

It is equivalent to 100 strong people in the early days of emperor Zong shooting at the same time!

They approached the king without evil, and the released breath gathered together like a strong wind sweeping the earth.

From a long distance, Jun Wuxie's broken clothes sounded, his black hair flew back, and the muscles on his face sank.

"It's over. I'm afraid there won't be another miracle this time..."

The leader of the medicine King deeply sighed, and felt powerless and sorry in his words.

Boom!

A loud noise.

Not from the battlefield, but the curtain of light on the wall.

Yan Qingcheng was filled with purple Qi, rushed to his palms and bombarded the border heavily.

"Master, what are you doing?"

The two strong saints of Meitong family were shocked to see her behavior.

"Master, stop quickly. You can't break this barrier! Even if it is broken, do you still want to save him personally? In that case, we will face the Revenge of the soul hunter and the family may be destroyed!"

Yan Qingcheng seemed not to hear their words and bombarded the border madly.

The enchantment shook back her strength and made her mouth bleed.

But she still didn't stop, and the attack frequency was faster.

Boom!

The dull roar continued.

She puffed blood on the border.

"The blood of Meitong burns my life and is offered as a sacrifice..."

On her body, a piece of blood Rune appeared, and every strand of Rune was burning.

Her breath is soaring madly.

"Master! Are you crazy?!"

The two saints of the Meitong family changed their faces and rushed to stop her.

"Go away!"

Yan Qingcheng's purple eyes are cold and crazy.

Unexpectedly, the two saints were shaken open at once.

"Yan Qingcheng, let's go together!"

Mu Xuelan suddenly appeared beside her. The surface of her body was covered with ice jade runes, which quickly converged towards her hands, making her palms like jade.

Boom!

Together, they bombarded the border crazily.

The terrible anti shock force suddenly shook them away, and their bodies cracked and bled like blood.

"Mu Xuelan, come again!"

Yan Qingcheng took a deep look at her and they shot again.

"Come on, stop them!"

The strong saint of Bingyun building recovered from the shock and rushed up immediately.