The roar ~
after a long time, the sound wave rolled up a terrible wave, swept away the flowers and trees on the ground tens of miles around, the branches, leaves and trunks turned into powder, and the soil several meters deep was lifted layer by layer, revealing the white and dense rock layer inside.
The light and shadow scattered to reveal the scene on the battlefield.
The original thousand army and his army were driven back nearly a hundred miles away. The thousand foot demon was heavily wounded, and there were two crisscross wounds on his chest that almost split his chest.
More than 1000 kilometers of territory collapsed to only 10 kilometers, and the surrounding areas were scattered.
But he was still alive after receiving the terrorist attacks from three parties.
Not only was he not dead, the green light around the body was flashing, but also in the field of rapid healing.
"Ha ha ha Ha ha... "
The body of the demon God was in great distress, but he burst out laughing, like thunder in the sky, full of unbridled arrogance.
The joint attack of two monks in the later period of Yuanying.
The joint attack of thirty-seven Yuanying friars, even if their array is not well coordinated, is at least equivalent to the attack of two later monks of Yuanying.
The joint attack of at least four later monks of Yuanying!
Among the players at this stage, who can take the joint attack of the later stage of the big four?
Wei Tianyang? Hua Youwei? Zhao Shi?
Who dares?
Heaven sees pitiful, he originally thousand army is also the heaven class king at any rate, all clothes top several people.
But don't say single, leading tens of thousands of troops is also the end of Zhao Shi's pursuit.
If Wei Tianyang didn't come to help him, he would have been pursued and killed by Zhao Shi and found that he would die once and for all.
Wei Tianyang, who barely recovered, woke up at the most critical moment of the war, but did not fight to death. Hearing this, he said with a smile: "Congratulations, brother yuan."
"The Legion war is well known."
Zhao Shi smile, eyes are full of bloodthirsty excitement, bright as red stars.
In their understated words, they seem to have taken many Yuanying friars, including Qianji Zhenjun and Qingming Zhenjun, as prey in their palms.
"The upright son is arrogant!"
Qingming Zhenjun is cold hum, but he has not yet waited for him to say anything. The sea of blood is surging from the sky, covering a radius of 1500 kilometers. Every trace of sea water contains an immortal meaning.
On the other side, the coverage of Xuehai is similar to that of Xuehai, but many thin areas appear on the other side, firmly blocking the other side.
Its breath is relatively weak, only the peak appearance of Yuanying in the middle stage, but it has very strange characteristics. When other Yuan Ying friars' fields invade it, it will disappear quietly without a trace of waves.
Wei Tianyang said: "I have suffered a heavy blow. Now it is far from recovery. I can only contain one or two. The battlefield depends on two brothers."
With the two hands-on, the city of eternal sky, which is also the magic weapon of Yuan Ying's mid-term war, five Yuan Ying's early fighting abilities, such as fengnu, Kalina, and six tail flame foxes, have also launched their own fields.
Their attack locked in a number of Yuan Ying friars, and their assistance in the space field of Wei Tianyang pinned down 17 Yuan Ying friars.
These monasteries, who are not affiliated to each other, are not an army at all. There is no even slightly qualified array connection between them. They are just dozens of people attacking together and can be restrained at will.
All the mob in this kind of organization can do is to crush and win.
Excluding these, the enemies in front of us are just Qingming Zhenjun, Qianji Zhenjun, and 20 early friars of Yuanying.
"Die, fellow Taoists."
Zhao Shi laughs, and the blood sea field suddenly kills the remaining 20 Yuan Ying friars. With a sea of blood, it covers more than 20 fields of different sizes, constantly swallowing and advancing rapidly, and there is no enemy of unity.
"What field is this?"
More than 20 yuan babies in the early stage of their lives were shocked. They tried their best to stimulate the field, and their brilliance overlapped.
However, it is of no use at all. We can only watch the sea of blood continuously submerge all fields of creation.
If the more than 20 Yuan Ying friars had formed a tight array, Zhao Shi would not be the opponent, but their joint efforts were just one after another, and there were too many flaws to find.
This is also the reason why Zhao Shi never tried to use the army to increase his strength in front of the original thousand army. There are too many loopholes in non professional training.
"Kill!"
Of course, Qianji Zhenjun and Qingming Zhenjun would not allow Zhao Shi to slaughter these relatively weak monks without any scruple. Qingming's sword Qi field and black and white chessboard went to the rear of Zhao Shi, who had little protection.
"Stay."
Qianzhang demon God brought the big world of black demons. A halberd splits the mountain sea and breaks through the void, forming a towering black mountain which blocks them in front of them.
Boom!
The powerful blue sword and thirty-six black and white flying swords jingled on the black mountain, and the shock force made the surrounding space appear silk like cracks.But it didn't make the black metal mountain move.
The demon God opened his mouth and revealed his white teeth like the sharp Mountains: "two Taoist friends, now there are only three of us. Before two of them, I was so hard to fight."
More than 2500 kilometers of vast territory was launched, which limited the two monks' fields in the later period of Yuanying to the same place. They were not allowed to move forward. On the contrary, there were signs that the two areas were swallowed up by silk suppression.
The faces of Qingming Zhenjun and Qianji Zhenjun also changed.
The balance of combat effectiveness is reversed.
On Zhao Shi's side, the field of Blood Sea protrudes from the left to the right, and the changes are invisible. It is like a bloody spear that comes and goes. Within a few rounds, we can find the flaws and weaknesses of these 20 fields.
"Help me!"
The sea of blood surges into the realm of a monk in the early days of a completely collapsed newborn. In his screams of panic, he draws his flesh and soul into the sea of blood and disappears.
"Attack, attack! Kill him
The other monk Yuanying looked terrified and didn't listen to what he was saying. The remaining 19 fields were shaking together and no longer tried to compete with the blood sea realm.
Numerous auras of the realm gathered to the master of the realm and poured into the magic weapons in front of them. Zhao Shi, who was in the blood sea of Qi and Qi dynasties, came to kill him.
There are all kinds of weapons, weapons, swords and halberds, fierce ghosts, zombies, fire dragons and Phoenix. They all come together to form a torrent of magic and magic weapons that do not interfere with each other or increase each other.
Compared with the previous mutual defense, the force is only half of the difference, now they are stimulated by the life and death crisis, do not care to suspect the companions behind them, burst out 10% and 11% of the strength.
"Good come."
Zhao Shi's face was solemn, and the world of blood sea was also turbulent. The water of the sea of blood turned into thousands of blood dragons and threw themselves into the only blood moon in the sky. 998 blood colored stars jumped out of their orbit and came to the blood moon.
In the blink of an eye, a sword with blood moon as arc and stars as bone appears in the sky. The sword of terror spreads to all directions without fear, freezing the heart and space at the same time.
"Chop."
Zhao Shi drank lightly, and turned himself into a strong blood light. He threw himself into the star Blood Sword, and chopped up the nineteen Yuan Ying friars in front of him.
Nineteen young monks in junior high school couldn't help but see a flower in front of them. Everything around them disappeared and appeared in the quiet world.
Everyone's head seems to be pulled by life, looking at the sky rigidly.
It was a dark red moon, the moonlight intoxicated people, deep in the heart, let people involuntarily sink forever.
The performance in the outside world is that at least half of the magic and magic weapon attack power is reduced by more than half.
The star Blood Sword quietly cuts through the middle of the magic and magic power torrent. The magic is quietly annihilated, just like fireworks. The magic light is dim and falls like a stone.
Then, the star Blood Sword penetrates the field, and looks startled, as if from the waist of monk Yuanying who has just awakened from his dream.
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!