After seeing the Netherworld Ancestor and others appearing, they were full of confidence to turn the tide of the battle. But now, the Netherworld Ancestor and others are blocked on the other side and unable to cross over. Their confidence was directly shattered, and the fighting spirit that had surged before was shattered.

It was extinguished in an instant and became weaker than at the beginning. In the blink of an eye, a large area was killed by the strong men of the major religions.

"kill!"

"Kill all these foreign enemies!"

"Kill them all!"

All the generals in the Immortal Court and the powerful men of the great religions drank together.

Everyone is full of fighting spirit!

Lin Tian looked at the battlefield, watched the generals of the Immortal Court fighting hard, watched the strong men of the great religions fighting bravely, watched Bai Ziqi, Fan Yingxiong and others crush the strong men of the Netherworld tribe one by one, watched Lin Xi and

Ji Yu and the other girls swayed their divine light, and their eyes could not help but be filled with exquisite light... Now, in this place, the Nether Clan's defeat is doomed!

He looked at the Purple Elf and said: "In the other large areas of the Ninth Heaven Territory, there are also several Netherworld Ancestor Kings and other strong men who are infinitely close to the Tianzun level. Xiao Zi, you come and get rid of them. Little Taichu and I will go

There are several levels of heaven below.”

There are more than ten million Nether Clan monks coming here, led by eleven Heavenly Lords, a dozen Netherworld Ancestral Kings who are infinitely approaching the Heavenly Lord realm, and a group of other strong men, with their combat power spread throughout the entire First Heaven to the Ninth Heaven.

Territory. Now, all eleven Heavenly Lords have died, and the Netherworld Ancestor Kings on this red earth plain who are infinitely close to the Heavenly Lord level have also died, but there are still some in the other large areas of the Ninth Heavenly Territory and the eight-level Heavenly Territory below.

The Netherworld Ancestral King, who is infinitely approaching the Tianzun realm, is wreaking havoc. Among those currently participating in the war, only he, Purple Elf and Little Taichu can kill powerful men of this level.

"Okay." Purple Elf nodded and said to Lin Tian: "Be careful."

As soon as she finished speaking, she smiled at Lin Tian and disappeared in the next moment, apparently going to other places in the Ninth Heaven Territory.

Lin Tian looked at this red earth plain with a faint golden light in his eyes.

"Little guy, let's go to the lower realms."

He said to little Taichu.

The little guy responded with a sweet voice and jumped onto his shoulder.

Lin Tian took one last look at the red earth plain, swept past all his subordinates, swept past the powerful men of the great religions, swept past his relatives and friends, and then directly tore apart the sky barrier, took Little Taichu into it, and submerged himself into the pitch black

In the void.

The next moment, the boundless darkness disappeared, the light reappeared in front of his eyes, and he and Little Taichu appeared in the eighth heaven.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Astonishing divine energy was intertwined in this world. He saw the figures of the immortal soldiers and generals in the immortal court. They were fighting in a bloody battle. They were in groups of several, using the combined attack formation technique he personally passed down, tearing each one to pieces.

A strong man from the Nether Clan.

At the same time, he saw that many major forces in this world were also fighting bravely, and their fighting spirit was very strong.

Pieces of blood mist were splashing, and the Nether Tribe monks were torn apart one by one.

However, at the same time, many monks died tragically in this heavenly realm, and the blood stained a large area of ​​land red.

He stood in the void and saw a small village from a distance. There were no monks in it, all of them were ordinary people. A group of Netherworld monks rushed into the small village. An old man on crutches in the village didn't react before he could

It was smashed into pieces by one of the Nether Tribe monks, and blood spattered everywhere.

A biting cold light flashed in his eyes immediately, the power of the Emperor of Samsara surged into the sky, and the Lingtian sword appeared in the blink of an eye, slashing past them mercilessly, instantly smashing into pieces the group of Netherworld monks who rushed into the small village.

"This imperial power, this...is this?!"

"It's the breath of the Immortal Emperor!"

"The Immortal Emperor has been killed?!"

His imperial power was so powerful that many of the immortal generals who charged in this heavenly realm felt this and became excited.
Chapter completed!