Fu Li was beaten until he collapsed.
Even if he had strong vitality, he couldn't hold on.
When he still wants to reunite next time.
A huge crushing of strength.
Li Cunxiao stretched out his hand to grab it, and the black hole in his palm showed its devouring power. A ball of blood mist containing majestic power was suddenly absorbed into his palm.
Fu Li struggled in his palm.
Not willing to die.
But he was destined to die by Li Cunxiao.
He obliterated Fu Li's soul.
A saint died completely.
The sky changed color.
Drowsiness occurs.
And it was under the eyes of the Holy One.
It's incredible.
You know, Shengxuan was dispatched this time, the supreme sage, but they were the first to fall.
What a shame.
Cannot be washed.
The entire Shengxuan Dynasty was shocked.
Fu Li, who was the strongest among the true saints, died like this?
They were also a little confused.
I can't believe it's real.
If Daqian had said that he wanted to kill the saint before, they would definitely have said that it is only a fool's dream, how could it be possible.
But the fact happened before his eyes, and he had to believe it.
"Fu Li!"
"I am Shengxuan Sage!"
Many true saints roared wildly, shocked and angry.
When Gu Tianyou saw this scene, his composure shrank sharply. He was actually beheaded by others when he personally led the imperial army to fight.
Even if the Shengxuan Dynasty has a profound foundation, the death of a sage is an unbearable pain.
"Invincible!"
"General Flying Tiger is mighty!"
"Destroy them!"
Countless Daqian soldiers roared at the top of their lungs.
The existence of saints is like a mythical strong man in the heart, almost unshakable, but Li Cunxiao proved it with the strongest strength.
If you make an enemy of him, a sage will die.
Shengxuan Dynasty.
Even though they are very strong as Xuantian Overlords, Da Gan people are never afraid of them.
Encouraged, they launched an even more ferocious attack.
Shengxuan Sage was furious. The sage was beheaded, and they desperately wanted to seek revenge on Li Cunxiao. However, the imbalance of power pushed them into an even more unfavorable situation.
"I am so powerful that I am invincible!"
Li Cunxiao carried the power of slaying the saints.
Lost Fu Li.
The Flying Tiger Legion crushed the battlefield and killed the legion led by Fu Li.
Li Cunxiao immediately crossed the battlefield and fought side by side with Huo Qubing. The two war gods joined forces to overthrow their opponents.
The two sages were also frightened, and their fear was greater than their anger.
When fighting against Huo Qubing, the two of them joined forces and unleashed many magical powers to barely restrain Huo Qubing.
If Li Cunxiao, who beheads the saint, is added to the list, wouldn't it push them into the boundless abyss, and they may even be seized of the opportunity to kill them one by one.
Their fighting spirit collapsed.
Facing the alliance between Li Cunxiao and Huo Qubing, they fought and retreated, not daring to confront them, for fear that they would end up like Fu Li.
In the legion battle, the large army crushed them.
Daxu Tianmo Sect.
"Behead the saints, the true saints will fall, and the world will be moved by them!"
"Oh my God, Daqian actually managed to kill the sage. How did they do it?"
"The true saint slays the true saint, Li Jing blocks Gu Tianyou, and the one-day saint seals the sky and locks the earth, dominating the battle!"….
The expressions of the sages of the Daxu Heavenly Demon Sect changed, and they were frightened and uneasy.
Thinking of how many times they had fought against Da Gan, the other party had not used all their strength at all. Otherwise, they might have perished.
My neck is so cold that I don't dare to feel any hatred.
The Great Ruins Demon Lord looked away, "This battle is over."
"Sect Master." True Saint Wu Xun whispered.
"The entire Daxu Heavenly Demon Sect withdraws from Yanhuang."
The Demon Lord of Great Ruins issued an order.
"Withdraw? Withdraw from Yanhuang?"
All the saints were stunned.
Although they had a premonition, they were still confused when they really had to make this decision.
The sky is big and the earth is big.
Where can they go?
Could it be possible to return to China?
But China is too cruel, and only the Saint Ancestor level is qualified to dominate one side. The power of the Heavenly Saint is only strong, but it cannot have the status in Yanhuang.
Do you want to go to the more remote Bahuang?
But in a place like that, being a local bully would be difficult for you to achieve great development in the future, and you would probably be trapped forever.
"Sect Master, the war between Daqian and Shengxuan is not completely over yet!"
Wu Xun’s true holy way.
"Don't look anymore, Shengxuan's failure this time is inevitable, at least for now. Before Gu Tianyou can't break Li Jing's blockage, failure is a foregone conclusion, and the appearance of the strong man holding the array will determine the direction of the war. .”
The Demon Lord of Great Ruins can see clearly.
"But the Shengxuan Dynasty has suffered such huge losses. After all, they are the overlord of Xuantian and will not give up. We still have a chance!"
There are some elders who are unwilling to give up the Yanhuang foundation.
"But that has nothing to do with us. Our Great Xu Tianmo Sect is not qualified to participate in such a war."
The Lord of the Great Ruins ordered: "Evacuate them all in the shortest possible time. Don't wait for them to finish the war. They must leave early!"
Nothing can be done.
The entire Daxu Tianmo Sect mobilized.
And at this moment.
On the battlefield.
Shengxuan fell, and Daqian took the dominant position.
Under the Eight Formation Map, the sky is sealed and the earth is locked, completely suppressed.
Gu Tianyou was also helpless, unable to feel any dignity of being the Holy Saint.
And on the other side of the battlefield.
A group of brave and skilled cavalry attacked from one side.
The large army fought with great force, tearing apart Shengxuan's defense line and beheading its horses one after another.
Zhuge fired a volley of crossbows.
This repeating crossbow is very effective when equipped with cavalry.
Li Mu holds the iron-blooded heavy spear and the battle flag is flying, sweeping through thousands of armies. He is majestic and powerful, and one person is killing everyone.
He locked onto a powerful sage.
An iron bow was pulled up, and suddenly it turned into Shen Meng and shot out an arrow.
The sage also felt the power of this arrow. He blocked it with his sword, and flames shot out in an instant, but the strong force took him away.
The realm of his holy path changes continuously.
This person was the middle-aged scribe who chopped off Liang Kong's head with a sword.
"Who can challenge my great power!"
Li Mu drank wildly.
The wind rose.
The iron-blooded environment of the ancient battlefield, with thousands of troops charging, deduce the realm of war.
"The pinnacle of a true saint, one thought can create a world, possessing some of the power of a heavenly saint!"
The middle-aged scribe's expression changed drastically.
Li Mu has surpassed him in terms of strength, and he cannot resist such a strong person.
Damn it!
This Da Gan used terrifying and extreme power time and time again to frighten them. ….
Li Mu's action undoubtedly made him feel a huge threat.
A dynasty that can show such strength.
He thought of a more frightening question.
It's just how many forces are behind the scenes of Da Gan. In Xuantian, one clan, one sect and one plain, although there is the Holy Saint sitting in charge, other levels are not as good as this Da Gan.
This time they hit the iron plate.
"A bloody battle on the battlefield!"
Li Mu's iron-blooded war spear penetrated the sky, boomed, and with a heavy blow, the void was shattered in an instant, and the iron-blooded blow exploded on the middle-aged scribe.
The middle-aged scribe was not strong in a head-on attack, so he conjured up endless spells with one sword, and countless shadow snakes appeared.
But under Li Mu's blow, all the poisonous snakes were annihilated.
"The Way of Kongyou!"
The middle-aged scribe escaped into the void urgently.
This was used to avoid Li Mu's attack.
But Li Mu struck the void, and the infinite transmission power turned into extremely lethal dimensional light waves, shaking the middle-aged scribe out.
With a wave of his hand, the void was shattered and there was no place to hide.
Li Mu struck wildly again, and a storm was brewing on the battlefield.
The middle-aged scribe was unable to withstand the blow. His chest exploded and the soft armor on his body was torn apart. He was unable to withstand such a heavy blow.
He clutched his chest.
The sword cracked again.
Li Mu stepped forward and blocked it directly with his incomparable strength.
The middle-aged scribe stepped back continuously.
Although they are both saints, he is extremely depressed at the moment, and it is difficult to control the rules of the holy way.
"The Holy Path of Death, the Shadow of Death!"
The power of the holy path representing death and the dark energy of death gathered together.
The middle-aged man built the Holy Death Realm, which has the power to deprive a city of vitality and kill all the people in the city.
He controls both holy paths.
The middle-aged scribe was also a ruthless person.
Xuantian fought and massacred countless cities.
Li Mu made a domineering blow, and the Death Holy Realm could not block him at all. At the same time, he grabbed forward with his palm, and a war hand appeared, holding the middle-aged scribe fiercely.
The middle-aged scribe struggled.
boom! The hands of war crushed his body, turning it into blood mist and reuniting him.
The middle-aged scribe looked pale.
Li Mu's strength completely overwhelmed him, leaving him with no temper at all, only fear.
He had to admit that he was no match for him.
"No, we can't fight anymore."
Even middle-aged scribes are afraid.
After all, he is a true saint. He has a longevity that is unimaginable to ordinary people. He has climbed to this position with great difficulty.
Although there are saints in Shengxuan, they are too few for the vast population.
The middle-aged man's body suddenly split apart, and hundreds of him appeared, rushing out of the battlefield.
These shadows all contain part of his life essence, and can be said to be him.
Although they are divided into priorities, even if they escape one way, they cannot kill him.
But Li Mu, it was useless to move.
The Eight Arrays in the Void rotate.
The hexagram appears.
Hundreds of thunders appeared.
After locking, it's all down.
The middle-aged scribe screamed, and all the shadows were destroyed.
He charged forcefully, but under the blockade of the Eight Formations, he could not escape.
This is the horror of the Eight Formation Diagram.
Mainly used for field control.
Although Zhuge Liang was only suppressing one Luo Yutian Sage, in fact, he was suppressing the entire audience. ….
Sages are easy to defeat, but they are too difficult to kill.
They have too many life-saving means, and if you are not careful, they will run away.
Zhuge Liang took this into consideration.
The middle-aged scribe saw again that Li Mu was walking towards him step by step with the domain of war, and he was lying in his heart if he said he was not panicked.
"It's not that easy to kill a saint!"
He looked extremely determined.
A pitch-black bead appeared in his hand, the aura of death surged, and countless evil spirits roared filial piety.
Liang Sheng was attracted by this aura and looked over suddenly. He saw many familiar people inside the bead, and roared: "Liang Kong, and countless people from my ten clans!"
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Ten tribesmen were massacred.
The souls of all the dead were sucked in.
Liang Sheng roared with filial piety, and his anger was hard to control.
He was brutally massacred during his lifetime, and suffered such torture after his death.
What a sage he was, but even if he died, he wouldn't be able to make up for his big mistake.
The middle-aged scribe followed the Shengxuan Dynasty in the southern and northern wars. Every time he slaughtered a place, he absorbed the souls of the dead into the Death Pearl to increase his strength.
He also practices the Path of Death.
"It took me thousands of years to slaughter countless creatures to form the Death Pearl. I really don't want to use it unless it is absolutely necessary."
Middle-aged scribes hate it too.
Li Mu stood with a heavy gun and said coldly: "Don't worry, I will avenge the ten clans for you."
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