"Woo..."
"Boom boom boom..."
The vast foreign horns sounded on the huge plains from the south of Qiulin City to the "Hundred Races Abyss". The wind seemed to have stopped, the air was filled with solemnity, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was maddening.
As the overwhelming alien army got closer and closer, many warriors in the formation light screen were already sweating on their foreheads, their heavy breathing could be heard clearly, and the knuckles holding the Lingbao weapons turned white.
"Bang the drum!"
The ancestor of Feijian suddenly spread his beard and hair and raised his right hand.
"Dong dong..."
Within the formation, there was a ten-foot-tall warrior with natural divine power, who was beating a three-foot-long drum with all his strength.
The sound of the drums was rumbling and inspiring, and the 100,000 warriors gradually calmed down.
"ha--"
The dark and invisible alien army finally arrived in front of the formation's light curtain, manipulating ferocious weapons, carrying evil spirit beasts and boundless infuriating energy, and slammed into the formation.
For a moment, the earth shook and the mountains shook, violent air waves rushed into the formation, and hundreds of low-level human warriors bled from their orifices and died tragically on the spot.
"Infuriating blessing!"
The female quasi-sage of Xuance Palace scolded angrily.
Tens of thousands of warriors worked hard to activate their true energy and input it into the "formation piles" located four hundred miles away to stabilize the formation.
"kill!"
The Spirit Sword Ancestor raised his right hand and swung it down heavily. The human warriors who had been training for several days worked to the extreme, using their weapons to control the true energy and slashed down with force and uniformity.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
The sword energy, sword light, and true energy that were as violent as the sea and filled with murderous intent transformed into shapes, like a meat grinder harvesting life, and chopped out of the formation.
"Puff puff puff puff..."
The densely packed aliens were chopped into pieces, their corpses fell like snow flakes, and their blood was scattered freely.
"kill--"
The aliens were not afraid of death. They trampled on the corpses one after another for more than 400 miles in a lifeless attack.
"Be on guard again!"
The Spirit Sword Ancestor roared angrily, and a hundred thousand warriors lined up to meet him, assassinating him from afar.
Looking around, as far as the eye can see, there is a killing field, with dazzling brilliance and flying zhenqi, winding and circling from the ground to high in the sky. The scene is huge and tragic.
In just a moment, the corpses of aliens and humans piled up into a hill.
Between heaven and earth, there is only primitive fighting, which is ten times and a hundred times more terrifying than the mortal army. It is as cruel and bloody as the Shura field. There is no reason to explain, it is just life and death!
Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged in the sky and remained motionless. He silently looked at the ten alien saints and more than two hundred alien quasi-sages opposite who also did not take action.
This power is too terrifying.
It would be okay if they didn't do it themselves. Once these people are all scattered and break the formation, they won't be able to kill people everywhere. In today's battle, the warriors under his command will probably lose their lives and injuries, and the formation will eventually be broken.
Once you break the formation, your practice plan will fail.
The 70 million human race people in the rear have no way to survive.
Therefore, he must block these people.
"Your Excellency, please!"
At this moment, one of the ten alien saints walked out. He had a very long nose and a pair of pointed ears. He was slender but looked very powerful. He cupped his fists and saluted, and said in a jerky tone: "The black tallow fish of the Wushi tribe. , Human Saint Middle Realm, I heard that you have high cultivation, strong methods, and the ability to fight across borders, and I am willing to discuss with you outside the battle!"
Xin Zhuo frowned, a little confused, discussing? Comparing each other in a life-and-death battle?
The tens of thousands of warriors, Feijian Ancestors, Spirit Sword Ancestors, Xuance Ancestors, and others below who were not involved in the fighting and blessing formations looked fiercely and saw the Spirit Sword Ancestor hissing: "Saint, no!"
Saint Xin is the only hope and confidence for these 100,000 warriors. If there is a mistake in the formation, this small formation of "Hundred Clans Abyss" will be broken in one day!
However, Xin Zhuo just pondered for a moment, ignored it, and jumped out of the formation. The air outside the formation was full of strange smell and hostility. He stood up with his sleeves waved, wary of the other nine alien saints, and looked directly at the tallow tree in front of him. Fish: "As you wish, please!"
The black tallow fish chuckled lightly, with a particularly sinister look on its face. It rolled up its gray-black energy and suddenly broke through the distance. It arrived ten feet in front of Xin Zhuo. With a spear in its hand, it was like a dragon exploring its cave, bringing up all the people with a radius of three miles. Each ray of the terrifying black aura can tear apart mountains and collapse rocks, heading straight for Xin Zhuo's chest.
Xin Zhuo stretched out his right hand, and Fang Tian's painted halberd roared out. Three suns appeared behind him, like a bright sun in the sky.
The Sixth Halberd [Tongyang]
The great halberd suddenly glowed with the radiant light of the Sun, complementing the three bright suns of the mind, as if it could wipe out all the illusions in the world.
Two figures, one from the south and one from the north, were approaching quickly in the eyes of the large group of aliens and humans.
"when!"
There was a loud noise, and the dazzling brilliance of true energy exploded, billowing and swaying.
The black tallow fish's sinister expression changed, and the black aura on the spear was instantly shaken away. The blood-red gun handle trembled violently. His tiger's mouth cracked with three blood marks, and half of his body was numb.
He suddenly understood why Ulan lost!
The kid in front of me is only in the first stage of human sainthood, but he has the power to collapse mountains and stir up seas!
Immediately, his body flashed, changing directions eighteen times, opening his mouth and spitting out a puff of thick black smoke. The smoke quickly dispersed, surrounding Xin Zhuo.
"Jiejie..."
Amidst the ear-piercing strange laughter, hundreds of palace-sized boulders appeared out of thin air and attacked Xin Zhuo in the mist.
Every stone can repel a saint. This is the innate magical power of the Wushi tribe.
This blow killed at least seven saints that year.
Xin Zhuo's martial mind was fully activated, and he scanned all the boulders. [Shiji Demonic Power] came out from the sea of dan and clung to his arm, and then clung to the big halberd from his arm.
The third halberd [Dragon Binding].
The halberd rolled seven times in mysterious arcs, but it had already swung out hundreds of halberds, each of which weighed no less than a million kilograms. It shot from all directions and hit the boulder like a dragon or a trapped beast.
"Bang bang bang..."
In the mist, the densely packed boulders were like tofu breaking into pieces at the touch, and stone chips like raindrops were scattered below.
"Chirp——"
At this moment, a spearhead suddenly poked out of the mist. It was as ferocious as a beast, with eye-catching sacred patterns on the sea of stones, as if the spearhead emerged from the sea of rocks collapsing from the sky.
Not only is the angle tricky, but it also combines with the saint's strongest holy pattern, which will kill you with one hit!
The black tallow fish's face poked out from the black mist, revealing a hint of a sinister smile. This was his killing move.
Unexpectedly, Xin Zhuo suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "Do you, a foreigner, only have this ability?"
The halberd was swung horizontally, suddenly shattering all the boulders, and then another halberd was pointed out. The nine-color zhenqi was powerful, and the three sacred patterns of killing, unyielding, and halberd path came out at the same time.
The seventh halberd [Zhu Xian]!
The light of the halberd went first, and then the murderous intention was as heavy as the sea, as heavy as the mountain, and the killing was domineering!
The dark red pupils of the black tallow fish shrank sharply: "You..."
He couldn't understand the three sacred patterns.
An endless killing halberd, the first breath shattered the spear head, the second breath shattered the stone sea sacred pattern, and the third breath hit his chest.
"boom!"
"ah--"
The tallow fish was unstoppable, its chest was shattered, its sternum was broken, blood spattered, and it flew upside down.
The black mist suddenly dispersed!
In the eyes of a group of Feijian Ancestors inside the formation and a large number of aliens outside the formation, the tallow fish shot away like rags with blood on it, with stone shadows flying along the way and a riot of true energy.
"The saint is mighty!"
There was a roaring tsunami inside the formation.
Outside the formation, a group of alien quasi-sages, Wulan, Suhu and others were surprised.
Sudo stepped forward, holding the tallow fish with his rough right hand as strong as a mountain, and asked in a deep voice: "Why?"
The tallow fish barely managed to steady his body, his pupils shrank with lingering fear, and he cursed with difficulty: "Three avenues of pattern, one halberd weighs seven million kilograms, the nine-color saint's true energy is overwhelming me, stronger than even me, this kid No, he is not a human race, and the weak human race does not have this kind of power!"
"fart!"
Suhu was furious and looked at a foreign woman in Renshengzhongjing: "Hu Tu, come on!"
The woman named Hu Tu had a naturally blue face, a bifurcated tongue, and fangs. She was holding a fork and without saying a word, she rolled up the surging sea water and pressed it towards Xin Zhuo.
The sea roared, transforming into ten water dragons, spinning endlessly around her. The fork suddenly grew in size, hundreds of feet long, and went straight to the center of Xin Zhuo's eyebrows.
Her sacred patterns seemed to be sea water, and the dense lines formed a Tai Chi Bagua diagram, following and pressing down with overwhelming force.
The momentum of half the sky was lifted.
Ordinary people and saints will be injured with one blow!
Xin Zhuo stood with his halberd raised and watched silently. He didn't quite understand the purpose of these alien races. He knew that he had the strength to fight in the middle realm of the killer, why did he have to fight one by one?
Exhaust yourself?
It is no exaggeration to say that Xin Zhuo's Qi is ten times that of those in the same realm. There are exactly ten alien saints, and his Qi recovery speed is also ten times that of those in the same realm. If he wants to consume himself to death, it is best not to be killed by himself. Worn to death!
However, he has lost patience.
In a blink of an eye, he arrived seven feet in front of the woman. Three bright suns and nine-color zhenqi shot straight into the sky and struck her with a halberd.
She raised her eyebrows and raised her eyes, and the nine strands of coldness from [Nine Netherworld and Hundreds of Zhang Ice] instantly froze the woman's nine water dragons and forks with the force of a sinister ice that froze the world.
"The Divine Water of Heaven and Earth, no good, stay away!"
From behind, Sudo and Ulan exclaimed at the same time.
The woman named Hu Tu, whose green face turned even greener, ignored it and gritted her teeth to break through the ice and went straight to Xin Zhuo.
"Supreme!"
Xin Zhuo drank in a low voice. The red-yellow, dazzling Supreme Dao Marks overwhelmed all the Holy Marks of the Holy Realm. As soon as they appeared, it made people's scalp numb.
"Buzz——"
Hu Tu's sacred pattern was shattered with one blow.
The euphorbia struck her chest hard with unparalleled dominance.
"boom!"
Hu Tu screamed, his mouth and nose bleeding, and the slender woman's body slumped and flew upside down, as soft as a shrimp.
Seeing this, the other eight human saints from the alien race swarmed up and held her back.
"This person is born with divine power, his Dao patterns are strange and difficult to break, he has the divine water of heaven and earth, and his halberd technique is unknown..."
Na Wulan looked fiercely at Suhu next to him, "This person is definitely not a human race. He has the power of the Shenwu Clan and the domineering sacred marks of the Wu Clan..."
Suhu's eyes were gloomy and he waved his hands vigorously. More than two hundred foreign quasi-sages rushed towards the four-hundred-mile small array of light screen, and he looked directly at Xin Zhuo: "Where did the monster come from? No wonder the human race sent you here alone, you boy is indeed Strong, but let’s stop there, the human race is weak, and the ancient emperor only practices martial arts but not martial arts. Just look at it, the magic of all races will die!”
Nawulan also became energetic: "The warrior is not skilled in martial arts, so he will kill this person with his magical skills! Kill!"
Xin Zhuo: "?"
(End of chapter)
