Di Cheng is famous for his physical fitness.
Looking at the entire Invincible City, for more than a hundred years, if this person said that his boxing and kicking skills were second, no one would dare to say that he was first.
Di Cheng neither attacked the demon king, nor did he switch sides and attack Dugu Chuan or Li Muzhi and others.
He just walked towards Su Jin step by step.
Su Jin looked gloomy: "Dicheng, I never thought that even you are Netherworld's lackey!!"
Di Cheng turned a deaf ear to Su Jin's words.
Every step Di Cheng took seemed to step on Su Jin's heart.
Although Su Jin is a strong person in the Immortal Realm, she may not be Di Cheng's opponent at this moment after suffering heavy losses.
Moreover, Di Cheng obviously had no intention of leaving alive. The origins of these eight armor-evading techniques were unknown.
In the entire Liuli world, there are very few people who can master this technique.
Even if you are lucky enough to get this technique, you may not be able to practice it successfully.
This technique is extremely powerful, but the only thing that has been criticized is that it can injure the enemy a thousand times and damage oneself eight hundred.
Among the eight gates, practicing the Sanji Gate will not cause much harm to oneself. Instead, it can temper the body and benefit a lot.
The next two doors are even, but they won't consume energy and blood.
But after the first five gates, there are three evil gates.
Of these three evils, one is shock, the second is injury, and the third is death.
At this moment, Di Cheng opened the door to surprise.
As for the last two doors, Di Cheng still couldn't figure them out and couldn't open them at all.
But now facing a seriously injured Guixianjing, and Su Jin is only a first-class immortal, Di Cheng's chances of winning are very high.
When Di Cheng and Su Jin fought together, Di Cheng had completely given up on defense. He knew the gap between himself and Su Jin, so he was now using his life to make up for the gap.
Li Muzhi and Yan Jiang followed Dugu Chuan and faced the demon king together.
The three of them, without exception, all burned life essence and blood.
Jian Guming and Chen Zhuo stared at this scene blankly, their hearts filled with shock.
The battle situation on the battlefield below is even more tragic.
With the addition of the six thousand heavy cavalry, the battle situation has been relatively stable, and there is even a tendency to turn defeat into victory.
But with the arrival of the Demon Lord, the situation suddenly changed.
The human race has no hope of victory.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, as if all hope for life was buried by these layers of dark clouds.
Drifting in the wind are lonely souls who can no longer return home.
The ground was flowing with hot red blood.
Mixed with the flash of swords and shadows was the cry of killing.
Those soldiers who fell in a pool of blood never let go of their swords until they died.
Wei Hao and Qi Wenlin stood with their backs to each other, and between them was the large royal flag embroidered with the word "Undefeated".
However, there were no human soldiers beside Wei Hao and Qi Wenlin.
The two of them went deep into the enemy's territory, and now it was impossible to escape.
The demon king saw the large bamboo stick in the distance. He snorted coldly, and with just a flick of his finger, the large bamboo stick broke and fell to the ground in an instant.
Qi Wenlin's expression changed, and he grabbed half of the large banner with his backhand. At this moment, a black spear penetrated Qi Wenlin's shoulder!
Qi Wenlin groaned and slid out, and the large bamboo pole finally fell to the ground.
The Demon Lord glanced at Qi Wenlin, who fell to the ground, and then moved his gaze elsewhere.
At this time, more than half of the ten thousand infantry of the human race will be killed or injured soon.
The heavy cavalry army arrived late, but now it suffered few casualties.
The Demon Lord cast his sights on the black-armored cavalry.
But just as he was about to make a move, he saw the human race's banner standing up again.
Qi Wenlin vomited blood, and the blood hole on his shoulder was pouring out blood.
Qi Wenlin held the flag tightly with both hands. Although his body became a little shaken due to exhaustion, he once again erected the flag on the battlefield.
Demon Lord frowned and raised one palm to make a backhand gesture.
Qi Wenlin suddenly groaned and fell to his knees, bleeding from all his orifices.
The big bamboo pole fell to the ground again.
The Demon Lord snorted coldly, but at this moment, the large bamboo pole that should have fallen into the dirt and dust.
Once again, he stood on the battlefield.
Wei Hao stood beside Qi Wenlin. He had lost an arm at some point.
The one-armed Wei Hao held the broken banner tightly with one hand. He stood beside Qi Wenlin, looking across the battlefield towards the Demon Lord.
There was no fear in Wei Hao's eyes. On the contrary, his eyes were full of contempt and ridicule.
That's a winner's attitude.
He was laughing at the Demon Lord.
Laugh at his incompetence and satirize his failures.
The demon king was immediately furious. How dare a mere human ant in the realm of returning to the virtual world dare to look directly at me with such eyes?
The Demon Lord was furious, and there was a black fire in his palm.
"You're just an ant, I want your soul to be destroyed!"
The Demon Lord struck out with a palm, and the black flame was like a fiery snake, opening its bloody mouth and rushing towards Wei Hao.
Wei Hao still raised his head high.
You can kill me, or you can kill everyone here.
But as long as there is one person alive in our world, I will never let you and other ghost rats take over my family and country and bully my descendants!
In Wei Hao's eyes, the fiery snake continued to enlarge.
But he also saw the dark clouds gradually dispersing in the distant sky.
A few rays of sunshine seemed to have passed through the clouds and shone on the battlefield.
Wei Hao was overwhelmed by this fire snake.
He used the last bit of his strength to insert the large bamboo pole into the ground.
Wei Hao's remaining vitality was burned away in an instant.
Next came his internal organs.
Wei Hao was lying on the ground, dark blood flowing out of his seven orifices.
The bracelet on his hand was quietly broken.
He stared blankly at the few rays of sunshine.
That gaze passed through the clouds and shone on his face.
Dark clouds can never block the sun's light.
I don't know if it was Wei Hao's hallucination or his imagination before his soul returned.
When Wei Hao was dying, he seemed to hear a deafening roar from the sky.
"The Great Formation of Qiankun Liangyi, open!"
In the distance, Luo Yi, who was rushing to Shuiyue Sect, suddenly stopped and slowly turned his head.
Most of the sky that was originally filled with dark clouds suddenly dissipated.
The world seemed to be divided into two halves.
Behind Luo Yi, the sun was rising and there was no cloud in the sky.
In front of him, dark clouds were gathering, as if the sky was falling.
Luo Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned around and walked forward again.
Behind him, there was someone under the bright light.
In front of me, there was someone walking in the treacherous hell.
