Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

Although the word "Explosion" is clear, its movements are not very big. The great holy soldiers sacrificed by the monks of the heavens exploded in the sky outside the city wall at the same time.

Looking away, every big holy soldier exploded, and there was a halo spreading. As the power pointed out, all the quasi-emperors of the prehistoric world rushed towards him. The halos were prominent, and the sky collapsed in pieces.

The quasi-emperor of the prehistoric world changed his smugness. He rushed up and retreated again. How could he think that the heavens would use such a method to defend the enemy? The great saint soldiers were so precious that they would explode themselves if they said they could.

Many people avoid magic weapons and more of them are hit. Although they are quasi-emperors, they are afraid that the great saints will explode. I don’t know how many quasi-emperors in the prehistoric world will be blown up, and they will be covered in blood.

"Kill me." The power of the magic weapon self-destruction dissipated, and the quasi-emperor of the prehistoric world made a comeback.

Through nothingness, you can see those faces, and the erotic distortion of the erotic path is not human cultivation. This time, the erotic appearance is more like a demon, with bloody eyes and gritting teeth.

The cultivators in the heavens are not afraid. The quasi-emperor who is in charge of the magic circle will activate the magic circle and bombard violently. The monks standing on the city wall will play with their life-long sacrifice tools.

It can be said that in addition to the natal soldiers, the magic weapons in the storage bag have been sacrificed, and there are divine weapons all over the sky, one next to the other, shining brightly, but collectively self-destruction.

When they are crazy, the heavens are also crazy. In order to resist the prehistoric times and to gain precious time, they are all forced to go crazy, regardless of the cost.

The roar of the sky and the earth was shaking, and countless great saints exploded. The scene can be imagined.

Go and see how the quasi-emperor of the prehistoric emperor was so embarrassed that he was blown out by one person. Before he could stabilize his body, the divine light of the attack magic array of the heavens arrived.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The blood flowers blooming in Xutian are also extremely beautiful, and are quasi-emperor-level blood flowers.

The Heat here is fighting, and the army behind the vast army is in full swing.

For example, the generals and the emperor really regard the army of the prehistoric world as a battlefield for fighting, but the routine is that. The greater the movement and stillness, the greater the amount of the movement and stillness, the better the aftermath. Only when the people of the prehistoric world are in all directions will be affected and you will not feel sorry for your death.

"Together, we must destroy it."

Countless quasi-emperors of the prehistoric clan rushed from all directions, sweeping over the vast aura of the prehistoric clan. They hung their heads with quasi-emperor soldiers, and pinched their hands with immortal skills. They were all fighting one by one, all of them.

Now, even though the strength of the ancestors of the heavens is still bloody.

No one is afraid of fighting alone, but what they are afraid of is group fights. It is better to fight three or two, but it is an attack of thousands! They are not the supreme. No matter how powerful they are, they will have to be bloody when they encounter such siege and killing. There are too many quasi-emperors in the prehistoric world and will definitely suppress the heavens.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

The decisive battle between the heavens and the prehistoric tribes was completely ignited. The heavens defended the city walls, and the prehistoric army attacked fiercely, either the magic circles were bombarded, or the quasi-emperor charge, and the sky was full of people, and the sky was blown to pieces, and the earth was shattered. The lightning and thunder were mostly figures bathed in blood, including the prehistoric tribes and the heavens.

Such a huge movement spread infinitely throughout the world and wilderness.

The war in the north was full of heaven, but the deserted areas of southern Chu were silent. On the top of the mountain, he stood like a statue, motionless, and strange phenomena around him frequently appeared. The Chaos Dao entangled his body, and the sound of the Dao Tian resounded, evolving the Chaos Dao to the extreme. Although it was a mountain, it seemed like a great world. All things evolved in chaos and transformed into chaos, forming a certain cycle, just like reincarnation, and laws seemed to appear and appear.

In the dark, what he saw was the Quasi-Emperor Gate.

Unlike before, the quasi-emperor gate is clearer, proving that he is one point closer to the quasi-emperor realm, but it is only one point. To truly cross, you need a stepping stone, or he can have a Nirvana and truly transform in this precious time.

The breeze blew gently, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He was not injured, but his wife was injured.

This is the case. The attacks on the prehistoric world are too fierce. Many powerful people in the prehistoric world have already killed the Nanchu city wall, and the Nantian Gate has not been spared. The prehistoric world's aura has surged.

The injured this time, Nai Chu Ling killed a quasi-emperor, but also got a sword.

kill!

More people from the prehistoric world attacked the city wall, from the quasi-emperor to the heavenly realm, like tides and seas, like a god of killing. They went up the city wall to harvest the lives of living beings, which was hideous and terrifying.

war!

The monks of the heavens fought hard and set up a war on the city walls, defending every inch of territory with flesh and blood. In groups of people fell, and in groups of heavens, there were also groups of heavens, who rushed up the city walls from the city, filled the gaps of heroic souls, and fought with the prehistoric world, and all went crazy.

This battle lasted for a whole night.

The monks of the heavens did not disappoint the people behind them, and forced them to repel the army of the prehistoric world. The so-called revenge was to defeat the people of the prehistoric world from the Nanchu city wall, but the war continued. The powerful people of the prehistoric world were knocked out of the city wall and then counterattacked again.

boom!

With a rumbling sound, the Beitian Gate was broken, the city gate was shattered, and the city wall was even blasted out of the gap. Even the imperial Taoist-level formation pattern was beaten to pieces by the prehistoric world.

"No one left." A quasi-emperor of the prehistoric world screamed, and the first one to enter from his brilliance. Behind him, a vast army of prehistoric world followed him, one more tyrannical and bloodthirsty.

war!

The roar was shocking, and the vast and vast people of the heavens were like tides and seas, blocking the gaps in the city walls, not giving up an inch of land to prevent the invasion of the prehistoric world.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

There were constant bangs. After the North Heaven Gate, the East Heaven Gate, the West Heaven Gate and the South Heaven Gate were all broken, and it was like a river breaking its dam, and countless people from the prehistoric world poured in.

The battle was extremely fierce in an instant.

The people of the prehistoric world wanted to attack through the gap, but the heavens and the people were blocking each other, and both sides exploded in pieces.

This day is a bloody day.

When night fell, the rumbling sounds from all directions gradually disappeared. With the surging blood mist, the two-day attack in the prehistoric world was finally defeated.

Both sides seem to have a tacit understanding: to have an intermission break.

When I looked at the Nanchu city wall, it was already broken, too many places were destroyed, too many city walls were blown up, and there were corpses all over the world, including monks from all over the heavens, and some were prehistoric. The bones of the corpses piled up into mountains, and blood gathered into rivers, dyeing the heaven and earth of Great Chu red.

There was no crying sound under the sky, but most of them were filled with tears.

In the two-day battle, too many relatives died in battle. The bodies of their relatives were piled under the city wall. They didn't even have time to cry, and they were all strong and strong.

This is the cruelty of war.

The emperor, the gods and others also returned to the city wall.

As strong as them, they were covered in blood. It was not because they had too many quasi-emperors in the prehistoric world. The battle was extremely difficult, and they all returned from a sea of ​​blood and trampling on the mountain of corpses.

Outside the city, the faces of the prehistoric tribe were even more ferocious.

They really underestimated the ants in the heavens. They were so tenacious, with their combat power absolutely suppressing the heavens and their military strength absolutely suppressing the heavens. They thought they could break through easily, but who would have thought that they would fight for two days and two nights endlessly, but they didn't even take down a city wall.

However, they didn't know what this city wall meant, and it was indeed made of stone bricks. However, hundreds of years ago, it was stained with the blood of heroic souls. It was a Great Wall cast with flesh and blood. It was as powerful as a demon and could not easily take it down, let alone the prehistoric clan.

The night is quiet and cold, and there is no light.

Inside and outside the city wall, there was a serene calmness. The army of prehistoric wilderness was being trimmed and arranged in a square formation. They gritted their teeth and stared at the Nanchu city wall, striving to take it down in one fell swoop, killing all the creatures in the heavens and using their blood to extinguish the anger.

On the city wall, monks from all over the heavens stood tall, like monuments.

"I found the feeling of fighting the demon back then." Xie Yun said, and pills were pills desperately in his mouth, in order to restore the disintegrating magic power in the shortest time.

"The biggest one is death, I'm not afraid." Xiong Er said with a smile.

"I just don't know if the ending is the same." Situ Nanxiao was tired and was also swallowing the pills. Compared to Xie Yun, he was injured more severely. One of his arms was destroyed and blood was flowing.

The younger generations laughed at this. They were not sad, but even more sarcastic.

"Ye Chen, you must win!"

This episode was the last roar they made before being swallowed by the demons, and they still resounded in their ears. In that battle, the holy body Ye Chen did not disappoint the people of Wanyu. He slaughtered the Heavenly Demon Emperor against the heavens, and paid back the blood debt for the heroic soul who died in the Great Chu.

Now, just like in the past, regardless of the ending, they would stand in front of Ye Chen without hesitation and firmly believe that the tenth emperor of the Great Chu could create a myth again.

The beautiful scenery in Nantianmen Mountain is also dyed with blood.

Ye Chen's wife is really as handsome as a female, with a strong blood cloak, and a woman who is as good as a man.

They not only protect their homes, but also a husband named Ye Chen.

Perhaps, the moment I stepped on the city wall, I had an obsession: people were there, and in this battle, they were not for the people, but for their Ye Chen.

At this point, the girls did not look back at Ye Chen. The only thing they left for Ye Chen was a bloody back, engraved with vicissitudes of love, and only their husbands... they could understand it.

In the treasure lotus lantern, the female holy body held a spiritual fruit and looked at it blankly. They were Ye Chen's wife. She didn't understand their love. She was obviously concerned about it, so why didn't she look back?

The female holy body, which was infinitely close to the great success, at this moment, there was an ancient confusion. Looking at their bloody backs, I suddenly remembered the past.

In a certain year and month, there was also a fierce battle, and there was also a bloody back, bathed in the blood of immortals, leaning against the heavens, fighting for the people.

She, they, really, are very similar.

Suddenly, she glanced at the side of the city wall through the Baolian Lantern.

There was also a blood-colored figure there.

That was Nian Wei, who was also covered in blood, begging for the Taichu divine fire, who could surrender to Ye Chen, and help him to be the quasi-emperor to the emperor and turn the tide with strength.

However, Taichu's divine fire was too obsessed with, and there was no intention of surrendering.

"I really want that flame to be crushed into ashes." On the Jieming Mountain, Emperor Ming said a plain word, but these plain words were full of the murderous intent of the Emperor's Way, and he was really angry. If the Taichu Divine Fire surrendered, why would the heavens fight so hard, and the corpses would be formed?

The Emperor stood quietly, silent.

Compared to the Emperor of the Underworld, his great holy body has no anger at all.

Or, he saw it more thoroughly.

The second-ranked Taichu Divine Fire, in addition to its unique obsession and arrogance, also has super high spiritual wisdom. It was not that it surrendered, but that it had known that even if it surrendered, even if it fused with the Immortal Fire, Ye Chen could not enter the quasi-emperor, just because Ye Chen was still missing some time.

To put it bluntly, Taichu Divine Fire is waiting for Ye Chen to truly reach that critical point.

It is so difficult to break through to the quasi-emperor. It is true that the Taichu Divine Fire is a stepping stone, but the most important thing is Ye Chen. It is in vain to have a stepping stone without the strength of leaping.

Emperor Huang understood this, and Ye Chen also realized it, so he was immersed in enlightenment. He needed to have a small nirvana before fusing with the Taichu divine fire.
To be continued...