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A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Linghao looks at this scene and smiles. He knows that a person's power is not strong. Only a group of people are strong, that is really strong.

A dying man is very ill. He feels that he can't live. He will see the king of hell with his legs. If you give him a panacea, he may not be able to cure his dying heart!

Fortunately, these people are still saved.

"Yes, even if I die, I will bite off a piece of Shura's meat. Haha!"

"It's all from parents. Why is the Shura so terrible?"

A group of people were shouting to approach the Shura soldiers. They were already furious.

In the past, the blood flowed into a river, which was more and more pressing on their hearts, and finally broke out completely at this moment.

Wei Tianji is not dead yet. He is lying on the ground with a breath. He looks at this scene. His mouth is wide and his face is unbelievable.

Why did the weak natives suddenly rise up in revolt?

"Brother, help me."

In the face of life and death, Wei Tianji had no time to think more. At this moment, it is most important for him to keep his life.

Wei Tianji's brother is also a young man in red standing here. His name is Wei Tianhan. He is a general of Shura army. He is not good at words in the army, but he is proud of himself. He is also an acute son.

Seeing his younger brother trampled on his feet, Wei Tianhan's face was very ugly. Both of his brothers were from the royal family of Shura. Although they were not orthodox royal families, they were also aristocrats in Shura.

Being trampled on the ground by an aborigine like this, what's the aristocracy's face?

"Everyone, catch this boy alive!"

With a wave of Wei Tianhan's hand, the soldiers behind him approached Ling Hao.

"Stop them, we'll fight them!" Taiyou said, and rushed to the soldiers to fight.

Taiyou is the friar of the emperor's wuchongtian. Those soldiers were killed and injured in a moment. Only four people are still standing here. Taiyou's eyes are fixed. From the fluctuation of the four people's breath, his accomplishments are far higher than his.

"Brother Taiyou, I'll give you a hand!" Taiyou turns around and sees that the man is not a human but a monster. In short, he is a demon cultivator.

The Yellow wolf smiled and said, "it's said that there are different ways for human beings and demons, and the devil way is like a raging fire. But in my opinion, we are all monks in the same realm. Usually, the demons have the devil way and the people have the humanity, but in this time of crisis, I'm willing to live and die with the human race!"

"My Buddha is merciful. Almsgiver Huang Lang said it was very true. I admire it. In this troubled time, my Buddhism is even more obligatory."

With the sound of the Buddha's name, a dandelion came from the sky, on which sat an old monk with white hair.

The old monk is called Zhiling. He lives in Qingshan Temple five hundred miles south of Shura city. Recently, he traveled around the world, but saw that the life of Dongzhou was ruined. Therefore, he was ready to help all living beings.

"So many races have come out of the mountain. How can I have less tyrants?"

A big man in black is possessed of evil spirit. He has a big axe on his shoulder and steps on the black cloud.

"The little girl is just an unknown soul. She comes from the ghost family and also from Dongzhou! Now that Dongzhou is in trouble, can I just sit back and ignore it? "

A woman in white, with a white face and a Guqin on her back.

Wei Tianhan's face is muddled. These orthodoxy, which used to be clear about gratitude and resentment, now points the spear at his Xiuluo people. An unknown feeling gradually spreads in his heart. They come to occupy the world. Only Dongzhou is a foothold. The whole world is divided into four continents, East, West, North and south. If other continents are as united as this, isn't it solid as gold?

"I must make it clear to your highness that they must fight, not be so united!"

Cold sweat flowed slowly along Wei Tianhan's forehead. Since he came to the world, he felt panic for the first time.

Ling Hao's meaningful smile broke Wei Tianji's sternum with one foot.

"You have no use value, so go to hell."

Sword light across, Wei Tianji's head was cut off, a pair of dead fish eyes wide open.

"You..."

Wei Tianhan is angry and attacks his heart. He rushes up at once and hits him with one palm.

With his hands, demon cultivator, demon cultivator, Buddha, ghost cultivator, human cultivator, and cultivator of the five great ways system joined the battle.

For a time, the brilliant light came out, and the screams were endless.

After more than a dozen breaths, many practitioners in Dongzhou camp were killed and wounded, as was the case in Shura camp.

The battle has become white hot and everyone is fighting for it.

What they defend is the dignity of Dongzhou.

Dongzhou is more of a hometown.

Ling Hao and Wei Tianhan fight together. Their accomplishments are almost the same. For a while and a half, they can't distinguish the winner. They fight from the sky to the ground and from the ground to the sky.

Space inch broken, the world color change!

As far back as the mountain top, a group of Lords and ministers watched.

The atmosphere remained silent.

No one spoke, as if they could only watch the battle with their eyes at the moment.

There, the monks of Dongzhou were killed and wounded severely, but they still did not retreat, still died!

Some people are excited, some people's tears blur their eyes.

Some people are crying, and the taste is hard to understand.

The Lord of ancient Moon said in a high voice, "have you seen it? The monks of Dongzhou are all of the blood generation. No matter they were demons or ghosts, or the most heinous generation, they are all heroes at this time! "