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The liches are facing each other. Among the monster clan, Donghuang Taiyi, Di Jun, Xihe, Kunpeng, and Fuxi looked at the ten ancestor witches on the opposite side, each with a solemn expression
Not to mention two-on-one, even one-on-one, they may not be able to win the five great ancestor witches, let alone the top ten ancestor witches!
"Di Jiang, I'll meet you!"
Looking at Di Jiang, Donghuang Taiyi had endless killing intent in his eyes!
"Hahaha, Donghuang boy, today I will send you to hell."
The blood dragon halberd was sacrificed, and Di Jiang looked at Donghuang Taiyi with extreme contempt in his eyes. At least he was holding the blood dragon halberd refined by the blood of the human race. The power of the gun can be imagined.
Boom
Chaos Clock!
Seeing that the bell rang, Di Jiang shot out straight away!
hold head high!
Tong Tianlong chanted, the blood-colored dragon body seemed to be made of blood, and the boundless destructive energy directly broke the space where the Chaos Clock was fixed!
kill!
At this time, there is no one-on-one fairness, some only kill the other party, and becoming the protagonist in the world is the most important thing.
"Kill! Kill! Kill"
At this time, the black lotus was stained with blood on the ground, watching the beautiful blood flowers bloom, no matter the lich, their hearts were full of endless pleasure!
It was only a moment before the war started, and tens of millions of monks from the two tribes of the Lich fell on the battlefield. The whole land was blood-red, the blood merged into rivers, and the corpses piled up into huge mountains.
The hill-like corpse then quickly melted into the ground.
?The entire battlefield is a huge meat grinder, devouring countless lives every moment and every second. Watching the rivers of blood rushing, mountains of corpses overlapping, melting between heaven and earth,
Those monks in the sky are like rain, falling like a meteor shower, showing no sign of ending, and the killing and killing on the ground are boundless,
Horrific supernatural powers such as flames, hurricanes, and floods are like fireworks, and they are like graffiti on the ground, which is the picture of the end of the world!
The entire land, looking up, is full of spells, supernatural powers, and spirit treasures attacking violently, and the entire sky is more like graffiti.
"kill¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤"
There was a violent and evil voice. This voice never stopped. Zhutian Danone looked at the battlefield. At this time, I don¡¯t know how many fallen liches there are, but they have definitely been damaged by more than half. That¡¯s trillions. Killing!
Under this evil spirit and killing, Titus Heilian is slowly getting bigger in the world and in the magic palace.
If the killing doesn't stop, the black lotus will not stop growing. At this moment, Yun Jian looks at the black lotus!
pity, pity
No!
Yun Jian knows that neither the witch clan nor the monster clan is the most suitable candidate for the protagonist of the world!
Why choose the human race? Although the human race is an innate Taoist body, its heels are too weak, so it is also subject to many restrictions.
And what about the Wu clan?
Warlike! kill! Most importantly, disrespect heaven!
If a few monks disrespect the way of heaven, or even a small race disrespects the way of heaven, no one will pay attention to it, because it is not qualified to let the way of heaven be respected!
But the Witch Clan is different, they are competing for the protagonist of heaven and earth, so disrespecting the heaven and becoming the protagonist of heaven and earth, the heaven and earth must be calculating every day! ,
In this case, instead of helping them become the protagonists of the world and being calculated by the heavens all day long, it is better to step back.
The black lotus constantly absorbs the evil spirits from the heavens and the earth, but the battlefield is still filled with these boundless evil spirits, without any sign of diminishing.
The tragic screams, roars, and anger weaved a real voice of fighting spirits. After all, this is a battle of life and death. All monks have turned into violent warriors. In order to survive, the only way to survive is to kill! For the sake of race, only kill
Following the terrifying murderous aura on the battlefield, the whole world was covered with a layer of blood-red evil aura.
"Boom!!"
Under the chaotic clock, Di Jiang held Fang Tian's painted halberd in both hands at this time, and he swung the halberd with a terrifying murderous aura, without losing the wind in the slightest!
However, the Chaos Clock cannot be broken in a short time, especially the defense of the Chaos Clock is definitely above the four lotus platforms. Even if the blood halberd is powerful, it is impossible to defeat Donghuang Taiyi in a short time!
Prehistoric!
Suddenly a loud noise resounded through the world!
"Little sister!"
"Xi He!Not only facing Di Jiang, but also other ancestral witches.
At this time, they are the only two emperors of the Wu clan, and now there are only six ancestor witches of the Wu clan, and even Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin are suppressing him and Di Jun at this time!
Donghuang Taiyi is not reconciled, he is the emperor of the monster clan, and the Chaos Clock is the most precious treasure in the world. Since his true cultivation base has been completed, even the saints of the heavens have been ignored by him.
This is the pride of the king of the monster race, and also his strength!
But at this moment, for the first time, he felt that death was so close to him.
"ah!"
Suddenly there was a scream, and everyone looked, only to see that Di Jun was holding the witch-slaying sword, and the sword pierced Qiang Liang's body.
Under the sword of Tu Wu, an ancestor witch finally died!
Eighth brother!
Zhu Jiuyin didn't expect that Di Jun killed one of his brothers in a moment of carelessness.
Time stands still!
At that moment, within ten thousand miles, there was an instant stillness.
Under the law of time, even Di Jun is no exception,
However, Di Jun recovered only in an instant. Looking at the long knife in front of him, Di Jun waved his sword and walked towards Zhu Jiuyin at the same time.
Because in close combat, relying on the Wu Tu sword, he is absolutely confident that he can kill Zhu Jiuyin directly.
"Hahaha, Dijun, I'll meet you!"
Suddenly burst into a wild laugh, Di Jun saw a figure approaching at this moment, turned around immediately and struck a sword.
Here!
When Tu Wu's sword entered his body, a sneer appeared on Zhu Rong's face,
"Let's die together!" (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com