Chapter 550

People in Xihe city didn't expect that at this time, mingtianzong and dizang gate fell into the well.

Originally, there was already a gap of 200000 to 300000 people between the two sides on the field, but at this time, there were more than 200000 people. The number of people in Xihe city was 40.5 million worse than the other side!

Four or five million, for Xihe City, that's half the strength.

The field outside Xihe city was so large that those spiritual masters who couldn't squeeze up flew up and attacked Xihe city from the sky.

"This war is bound to lose!" all the people in Xihe city showed their pessimism, and their movements were slower than before. Just an oversight, thousands of people died in each other's hands.

"Don't give up, everyone. Ling Xiao will come back in time!" under Yao Ren's attack, Nangong Yuzhuo himself often encountered danger and had several injuries on his body, but he still didn't give up to boost his morale at this time.

Nangong Yujiao's voice was so loud that he could be heard all around the battlefield. As soon as the chain soul masters in Xihe City heard Ling Xiao's name, they raised their emotions a little.

This man who created a miracle, they are standing here fighting because of him. As long as Ling Xiao is not dead, they will have hope. There is no doubt about this.

"Well said! With Ling Xiao, you won't lose!" a bold voice came from the back of the underground Tibet gate and the Ming Tianzong. The soul stirring voice was like thunder on a sunny day, complementing and reflecting each other with the voice of Nangong Yujiao.

Wang Wenhao of the underground Tibetan sect and Ouyang Xun of the Mingtian sect followed the prestige. It turned out that the visitor was Shang Ziheng of the Haotian sect!

Shang Ziheng came alone. Although Wang Wenhao and Ouyang Xun were surprised, this did not affect their attack plan: "the mantis blocking the car, overestimate your strength! Kill him!"

At the command of Wang Wenhao and Ouyang Xun, hundreds of disciples of the underground Tibetan sect and the netherworld sect hit with their soul power to smash Shang Zi into pieces.

"Just a little strength?" the merchant looked coldly, took out a jade Jue in his hand, and tens of thousands of shirtless men quickly surrounded him.

If Li Tianxun of yuntianzong were here, he would be surprised and speechless.

These tens of thousands of shirtless men are impressively the ghost body that ah Ji took to attack yuntianzong!

"Kill them!" Shang Ziheng's eyes were full of murderous spirit. At the command, tens of thousands of soul separated bodies with blue strength shot at the same time and roared... 10000 blue fist shaped soul forces roared neatly towards the back of the underground Tibetan gate and the mingtianzong brigade.

There were several explosions. The hundreds of Tibetans and Ming Tianzong disciples who wanted to kill Shang Ziheng just now were blasted into slag powder. Like them, there were tens of thousands of disciples of the two sects.

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of departed souls killed more than 10000 disciples of the two schools. The loss of degree and speed is beyond the consumption of the current mingtianzong and dizang sect.

In the previous Xihe city war, the elite of the two factions suffered heavy losses. This time they came for revenge. They moved out their family wealth.

Being bombarded by Shang Zi, their flesh hurts and their hearts hurt.

But the two guys didn't want to waste the advantage in front of them. They called their 200000 troops back to deal with Shang Ziheng. They looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

At this moment, both of them had the same idea: kill Shang Ziheng. These ten thousand souls are ownerless things and can't rise to wind and waves!

The 100 elders of the netherworld sect needed to deal with the crystal energy cannon that came at any time, and did not dare to move without authorization. Therefore, the arduous task of containing the soul separation body was handed over to the 100 elders of the underground Tibetan gate.

The 100 elders of the dizang sect are also purple level strong, and they mainly cultivate their flesh body. Their body can be equal to a purple armor, so they wantonly killed 10000 soul separated bodies, and wanted to use their close combat advantage to disrupt the formation of soul separated bodies.

Obviously, their strategy played a role. The neat formation of the 10000 departed souls was rushed by the 100 elders, and there were flaws. They took the opportunity to destroy hundreds of departed souls.

Although these separated souls have no independent consciousness, they are natural combat machines. In the face of the impact of the 100 Tibetans elders, they soon crowded together in units of 100 people to deal with the attack of the 100 Tibetans elders.

Bang! A Tibetan sect elder just smashed a ghost body, and immediately two ghost bodies rushed forward and pressed the shoulder joint of the Tibetan sect elder.

As soon as the elder's body shrunk, his body immediately became smaller, making the two separated souls lose their target.

But before he could be happy, four more departed souls swooped down and hugged the elder's feet.

"Damn it!" the elder was about to shrink his feet and jump out of the "intimate hug" of the four separated souls. Unexpectedly, the fists of the left and right separated souls burst over.

The elder's neck was crooked, and its neck was like a snake, bypassing the fist attack of the two separated souls.

Although the elder's body can withstand the attacks of two separated souls, he also knows that if he is entangled by these separated souls, one or two people can deal with them, and he can't bear the attacks of dozens of hundreds of separated souls.

The elder was right because he soon fell into the situation he was most worried about.

After bending his strange neck to avoid the attack of two separated souls, seven or eight separated souls rushed up again and tightened his lengthened neck with both hands, just like wringing the water in his clothes.

His neck was strangled, his feet were hugged, and a dozen guys rushed up quickly to hold his hands and arms tightly. The underground door is like a man made of rubber bands. His body is pulled by dozens of people and fixed in one place.

"Bang, Bang..." dozens of fist shaped soul force frantically hit the elder's head, like hitting on an extremely hard iron block, banging and banging aroused countless light spots scattered by soul force.

After dozens of fist shaped soul power hit, dozens of fist shaped soul power came one after another, taking the elder's head as a target.

After the elder suffered dozens of soul power, although his head was not blasted, he was also stunned and confused, and his control over his body was much weaker.

The direct result of this relaxation was that the old man's body was torn to pieces by dozens of people who pressed on him, and blood and internal organs were scattered everywhere.

The fate of this elder appeared one after another on other elders of the underground Tibetan gate. The last top power of the underground Tibetan gate and the soul separation body consumed each other here

Wang Wenhao and Ouyang Xun ignored the fierce battle behind them. They worked together wholeheartedly against Shang Ziheng.

At this time, Shang Ziheng was already at the blue level. These two guys are now at the blue level. They thought that Shang Ziheng was just a blue level chain soul master. They didn't pay attention to him. If they wanted to kill Shang Ziheng, they would kill him.

In particular, Wang Wenhao, nicknamed blood shadow hand, was murderous. A pair of sword like eyes stared at Shang Ziheng tightly, and a pair of red palms flashed neatly towards Shang Ziheng's chest.

"Is that all you can do?" Shang Ziheng punched each other's palms. Wang Wenhao retreated five steps, while Shang Ziheng only retreated one step!

"It's actually the Tang family's heirloom's boxer!" seeing the exquisite word "Tang" engraved on the back of the hand of the boxer, Wang Wenhao took several breaths of air conditioning. The effect of the Tang family's heirloom's boxer on the increase of soul power is extremely obvious, especially the increase of soul power can reach 200%!

Wang Wenhao was still surprised, and Ouyang Xun had a blue array light blowing out towards Shang Zi.

"The little Lord of the netherworld sect is just like this!" Shang Ziheng opened his five fingers neatly and pressed the blue array light. As soon as the array light touched Shang Ziheng's fist finger, it immediately became nothingness!

"This fist is so strong?" even Ouyang Xun couldn't help but draw cold air. This Shang Zi Heng is not difficult to deal with. This pair of Tang family boxing is difficult to deal with!

"Brother Wang, I'll control him with my heavenly power, and you'll blow this guy!" Ouyang Xun was very unconvinced, and all his soul power was converted into heavenly power.

With the blue light on Ouyang Xun's body rising sharply, a blue light column the size of a thumb intertwined from the ground, the sky and all directions, woven into a cage, trapping Shang Zi horizontally in this cage.

Wang Wenhao's eyes flashed red, raised his bloody red palms, changed direction, went around the back of Shang Ziheng, and blasted towards Shang Ziheng's back: "good opportunity!"

Shang Ziheng was trapped by Ouyang Xun's array light, and his scope of action could only be fixed in this array light cage. Although he could cope with Wang Wenhao's attack temporarily, he seemed much more embarrassed than before.

"Bang!" after Wang Wenhao had a plan with Shang Ziheng, who was embarrassed to turn around, he quickly wound around Shang Ziheng's back and blew out his palms again.

"You're not dead this time!" Wang Wenhao's eyes were full of ferocity. At this time, he seemed to have seen the situation when Shang Zi's internal organs were blown away by his own blood shadow hand.

Unfortunately, he still underestimated Shang Ziheng.

Shang Ziheng really didn't have time to turn back, but he didn't need to turn back. He blew out his backhand and blocked Wang Wenhao's palms.

"You can't save yourself like this!" Wang Wenhao took advantage of the situation, grabbed Shang Ziheng's wrist with one hand and prepared to blast out the other hand to attack Shang Ziheng. When Shang Ziheng's arm suddenly became much stronger, and all the clothes on the whole arm were broken into cloth strips and scattered on the ground.

And Shang Ziheng's suddenly enlarged arm suddenly grew longer. With the momentum of lightning, his five fingers stretched out to stab Wang Wenhao's throat!

§§ Volume VII soul world (end)