The loud sound shakes the world.
There is determination in the tragedy.
Qin Nan looked sideways during the battle and was moved by it.
These are probably strong men who have gone into seclusion, but now the Sword Master is about to be defeated and come out to fight.
For a moment, Qin Nan's eyes wet. This may be the character of Jianzun Continent, not afraid of life or death, not afraid of a battle.
The monks from the Sword Lord Mainland who were still fighting bloody battles felt the overwhelming fighting spirit of the reinforcements. Their expressions were excited, and their desire to kill was even more intense. The swords in their hands flew into the air and they started to kill madly.
"Anyone who offends my sword master will be killed no matter how far away he is! Kill him!"
Jiang Taiyan held the sword of kingship in his hand. Tianhuang nobleman mobilized the sword seal and ordered a hundred thousand sword kings to march and conquer in person.
The imperial army swooped down like ferocious beasts, and sword lights shot into the battlefield like rainbows penetrating the sun.
Suddenly, the battlefield was filled with blood, and the endless blood dyed every armor red. The pungent smell of blood made everyone go crazy.
The Southern Territory and the Northern Territory also each have their own peak combat power.
These two armies bypassed the central battlefield, like two giant pincers, and attacked the left and right wings of the Tianlong camp, cutting off all possible roads to attack the Sword Burial Plateau.
The sound of fighting resounded throughout the world.
Endless blood surged into the ocean, corpses were everywhere, and broken limbs and arms were drifting in the pool of blood.
Even some people who were not completely dead, but had lost their fighting power, fell into the sea of blood, and then could only watch themselves being swallowed by the endless waves of blood.
This kind of fear makes the scalps of countless monks numb.
"Why hasn't our Dao Alliance army arrived yet?"
A Tianlong monk in the middle stage of the Open Heaven Realm roared unwillingly.
Behind him, countless Tianlong monks were being slaughtered crazily by the two killing gods.
"Open Heaven Realm! Where to go!"
Behind him, Qin Nan's eyes brightened when he saw the Tianlong cultivator.
The blood in the body of a monk in Tianlong World seems to have a strange power that can continuously nourish his altar and enhance the power of his soul.
In his eyes, these Tianlong monks in the Open Heaven Realm are no longer human beings, but rather "delicious feasts".
"Fuck! It's you again!"
Tianlong cultivator, who was roaring unwillingly, saw Qin Nan's figure, and his soul suddenly disappeared.
Just now, he noticed that Qin Nan, anyone killed by him, would have their bodies collapsed, or their souls would be extinguished, and the essence and blood of their bodies would be devoured by him crazily.
This guy is simply a devil, no, even scarier than the devil.
"I want to leave, but it's too late!"
Qin Nan was as fast as lightning.
"Break the hell out of prison!"
With a low cry, the sea of blood around him surged into the sky, and the sword energy raged, carrying the power of ghosts and evil spirits, slashing at the opponent.
"No! Don't kill me! My father is Tashanhe! Even if you kill me, you won't survive...".
The Tianlong cultivator's voice suddenly stopped, his head rolled down, but his eyes were still open angrily, as if he couldn't believe that Qin Nan would kill him even to the end of his life.
Time passes minute by minute.
As reinforcements from the Sword Master Continent arrived, the situation on the battlefield instantly reversed. Countless Tianlong monks became dead souls under the sword and were forced to shrink to the edge of the Tianlong world.
On the battlefield, the wails and shouts of death became lower and lower, but the bodies piled higher and higher.
But all this is the prelude to the storm.
Boom!
A loud noise came from the direction of Tianlong World.
"Everyone, let's fight to the death!"
The sound of the Mad Emperor of the North Sea was like a drum, resounding throughout the Tianyuan battlefield. His whole body was washed with blood, and his black hair was stained with blood. He danced wildly in the wind, as if he had walked out of purgatory.
"Jiujiu Divine Sword, we will fight against the national calamity together! Death, there is nothing to be afraid of!"
Jiang Taiyan's eyes were filled with endless murderous intent, and his fighting spirit was high. Without waiting for the opponent to arrive, he cut through the air with his sword and cut through the layers of clouds. There was actually a miasma in front of him.
The miasma closed up very quickly, and one could vaguely see the huge sword towers inside the miasma, rushing towards them as fast as meteors.
"Royal Lord, I'm here to help you!"
The sword master walks with his sword in Chonglou. Wherever the light of the sword goes, the body follows.
The miasma of the void can be broken with one sword.
The figure of Chonglou disappeared, and the Mad Emperor of Beihai rose into the sky with his blood sword in his hand. The bloody water under his feet rolled back thousands of feet into the sky.
boom!
The huge wave of blood and water was like a giant palm holding up the sky, slamming into the void miasma of Tianlong's world. The miasma shook, and the originally white area was stained scarlet by the blood and water in an instant.
Thousands of feet of scarlet, shining across the land in all directions, like a bloody river, standing proudly between heaven and earth, with the end of the miasma reaching straight into the sky, just like the black sky that penetrated heaven and earth before.
It turns out that Tianlong World is also on guard against Jian Zun Continent, covering the sky with white miasma to prevent Jian Zun Continent monks from sneaking across.
"The bloody evil is shocking, swallowing the sky and the earth, breaking!"
The Mad Emperor of Beihai seemed to have exhausted all his sword energy. He raised the sword in his hand to the sky. The moment he lowered his sword, the blood in the entire battlefield instantly boiled and rose into the sky, turning into a sea of blood that filled the sky, once again impacting the white miasma.
boom!
The loud noise shook the sky and the earth, the sword energy was fierce, and the void was torn apart.
The white miasma was shattered into pieces, revealing the true appearance of Tianlong's world.
This blow seemed to exhaust all the strength in his body, and the Mad Emperor of Beihai turned pale.
He stared thousands of miles ahead. There were countless sword towers, covering the sky and the sun. Countless Tianlong monks were galloping with murderous intent.
"The Mad Emperor of the North Sea!"
Qin Nan was about to step forward to respond.
But the endless surging sea of blood stopped him.
The sea of blood was rolling, as if it had become spiritual. In the depths of the endless blood, countless figures seemed to be struggling.
"Thousands of ghosts kill souls, and use my ghost to summon billions of living beings."
The Mad Emperor of Beihai's eyebrows glowed with a strange red light.
Countless bloody sea monsters and ghosts crawled out of the bloody water, but this time, they did not look like ghosts, but a flesh-and-blood North Sea Ice Tribe warrior.
Back then, the Mad Emperor of Beihai was suppressed by the strong men of the Holy Mountain, and the entire Ice Tribe of Beihai was also massacred.
Who would have thought that the North Sea Ice Tribe would reappear in the form of ghosts today.
"My dear men, it's time!"
The Mad Emperor of Beihai looked up to the sky and roared.
Then, a shocking scene appeared!
The Mad Emperor of Beihai spurted out a mouthful of essence and blood, and a power that destroyed the world and destroyed the world came out from his body. His body grew wildly, and he transformed into a giant of a hundred feet in an instant.
Then, he opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the souls of tens of thousands of Beihai Ice Tribe people in one mouthful.
"Sacrifice my lord with my blood!"
"Family, country, and world. Without a country, there is no family!"
…
More and more demon spirits from the North Sea Ice Tribe were resurrected, and then without hesitation, they got into the body of the Mad Emperor of the North Sea.
"Twenty years of persistence, and today I, the Emperor, beg to die!"
Feeling the endless power in his body, the Mad Emperor of Beihai looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. The bloody sword in his hand also turned into a hundred-foot giant sword the moment he stepped into Tianlong's world.
The sword moves in the void, and the brilliance shines like the sun across the sky.
The next moment, the tall sword towers thousands of miles away were cut in half by the giant sword of a hundred feet, and the sound of wailing shook the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away.
"Heaven and earth will perish, and we will live toward death!"
"Hahaha... the name of an ant can shake the heavens!"
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Jiang Taiyan, Chonglou, Beihai Mad Emperor...
The pinnacle of sword masters in the continent is fearless and can step into the air with his sword.
Qin Nan frowned, his blood was boiling, his fighting spirit was high, and he was about to call Lao Niu to join him in the world of Tianlong.
Suddenly, the earth trembled, and a breath of death swept across the world like a storm. The source was traced to the vast sky on Tianlong's side.
