Asura and the gods from the Temple of War suddenly collided together, instantly filling the air with endless killing energy.
The sound of Jin Ge also resounded throughout the sky.
At the beginning of the collision, living beings perished, including the Asura clan and the gods of the Temple of War.
It can be said that from the very beginning, the war entered a white-hot stage.
The Asura clan went completely crazy, and the formation that was still able to be maintained collapsed at this moment.
However, this did not affect their combat effectiveness. On the contrary, their combat effectiveness and danger level continued to increase.
As the Asura clan, the crazier they are, the stronger their fighting power becomes, without any fear.
As for the War Temple, it was like a hard steel barrier that blocked Asura's crazy impact and could not be shaken at all.
Countless flesh and blood flew everywhere, the smell of blood filled the air, and the blood mist drifted away.
The battle between the two sides soon resulted in numerous casualties, but it was obvious that this time, the side of the world of gods had the upper hand.
It was like an impenetrable barrier, that unshakable will to fight, leaving Asura helpless.
Soon, Asura's casualties began to increase sharply, and life seemed very cheap at this moment.
In the world of gods, Tianming and other gods looked at all this, and the corners of their mouths curled up.
"The prehistoric world is so arrogant. It just had a slight advantage when fighting in front. It dares to look down on us like this. I really don't know how to live or die!" The God of the Temple of War said coldly.
The other gods also nodded, Tianming smiled and said: "This is a good thing for our world of gods. I hope they will continue to be so arrogant."
The reason why they say this is because with their eyesight, they can completely see that the real elite of the prehistoric world is the Chinese army under Chen Qing's command!
Those seemingly ordinary armors, those heavenly soldiers standing tall and tall, as silent as a mountain.
These are the real elites, especially on the battlefield. Unless they are crushed by cultivation, ordinary casual cultivators are simply no match for these elites, and can even be said to be defeated in one blow!
Although the Asura clan sent by Chen Qing looked very powerful and not afraid of life and death, in the eyes of Tianming and other gods, they simply looked down on their world of gods and were too arrogant.
It can be seen from the current situation on the field that although the Asura clan charged fiercely, they only watched and did not gain any advantage, let alone win.
So at this time, Tianming and the others were very relaxed. In their opinion, the battle was stable.
In the prehistoric world, Chen Qing's expression remained unchanged and showed no expression, and the same was true for other great powers.
Even Ancestor Styx showed no emotion.
Chen Qing did not ask the Ancestor of Styx about his current situation. Since he had already made a decision, he would give him enough trust. At this point, Chen Qing had always done a good job.
Just when one-third of the Asura clan had been killed or wounded, the scene began to change.
You know, this time, Ancestor Styx almost threw nearly half of the true immortals of the Asura clan into the battlefield.
One-third of the casualties were severe. It can be said that for the Asura clan, it was already a serious injury.
At this moment, Empress Houtu couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She didn't know what kind of mood she was feeling.
Glad or regretful?
Fortunately, it is not the Witch Clan this time, otherwise most of the fruits of the Witch Clan's tens of thousands of years of rest and recuperation would be lost this time.
Unfortunately, the Witch Clan is a race that fights against heaven and earth. At this time, is it really a good idea to retreat?
Is this really the Witch Clan?
Anyway, Empress Houtu felt an oppressive atmosphere in the Witch Clan area.
Empress Houtu put aside the thoughts in her mind. No matter what, she could not let the Wu clan fall into decline again.
The changes on the battlefield at this time were no secret to Empress Houtu.
Those fallen Asura clan have long been turned into blood, flowing on the void battlefield.
At the beginning, the blood and water did not matter, but when the Asura clan suffered many casualties, the blood and water began to condense.
At the same time, the combat power of the remaining Asura clan suddenly increased sharply, and their own resilience was also greatly enhanced.
As for the Temple of War, their experience was even more profound, because they felt a bloody aura rushing straight into their souls, affecting their souls.
Not only that, when the blood and water poured in, the armor and artifacts on their bodies were all contaminated, and their power was greatly reduced!
At this time, Ancestor Styx showed a smile in his eyes!
The reason why he dared to ask for a fight was not because of his hotheadedness. His sea of blood had the effect of contaminating all kinds of spiritual beings.
Not to mention those so-called artifacts, even innate spiritual treasures would be contaminated by his sea of blood.
The Asura clan was originally created by him relying on the sea of blood, and the flesh and blood on their bodies are all the water of the sea of blood.
Therefore, the more Asuras are killed or injured, the stronger the increase will be for the remaining Asuras.
The battlefield began to slowly change, and countless blood and water impacted the gods of the Temple of War.
At the beginning, the gods of the Temple of War could still block it, but as the water of the sea of blood slowly increased, their artifacts were contaminated and could not exert their power, and the casualties increased instantly!
Although there were still many casualties on Asura's side, the gods in the Temple of War began to have more casualties than the Asura clan.
When those in the world of gods saw this scene, their eyes changed slightly.
Although the Temple of War also has methods, at this moment, those methods have no effect on the blood.
This is purely a matter of luck. When neither party is familiar with it, if they encounter an existence that restrains the blood sea, then Ancestor Styx can only accept bad luck.
But now, luck is on the prehistoric side, and the methods of the War Temple cannot have any impact on the blood of the Asura clan.
But at this moment, the God of the Temple of War suddenly snorted coldly. This cold snort sounded like a war hammer beating a drum, resounding across the void battlefield.
All the Asura clan couldn't help but listen for a moment, while the gods of the War Temple surged in aura, and endless divine light poured out from their bodies.
"Seeking death!" the cold voice of the Ancestor of the Styx rang out. The next moment, a terrifying sea of blood appeared behind him. At the same time, the blood of the Asura clan began to grow crazily, becoming more and more powerful. For the spiritual Pollution is also worse.
Chen Qing, Duobao Tathagata, they all raised their momentum and looked towards the world of gods!
The same was true for Tianming and the others, but in the end both sides lost their momentum and no real large-scale attacks were made.
Without understanding the other party's true strength and background, no one dares to put everything on the line right now.
Tianming didn't dare, and Chen Qing didn't dare either!
(End of chapter)
