Cangling World

This giant who was born out of nowhere is not a human race.

He is about 30 feet tall, with thick limbs and sunken eyes. The eyeballs are composed of countless tiny skeletons, burning with terrifying ice flames.

Its left hand has completely evolved, and a sharp white machete is born from the back of the hand.

The right hand is even bigger, holding a skeleton bone rod, and a strange breath is ejected from the skeleton head at the front end of the bone rod, polluting the surrounding air.

"I am a blade warrior, please surrender quickly, or slaughter millions of souls!" The giant opened his fangs and said something extremely depressing.

"A half-step celestial being also wants to capture our Tianxiu City, arrogant!"

The battle king took a step forward, and the battle axe in his hand bloomed with pale golden light waves, dispelling the yin and qi around him.

The blade warrior grinned with disdain on his face: "It seems that the human race, as always, seeks its own death, or it is the best way to conquer you by force."

He held up the skeleton stick in his right hand, and from the portal behind him, there was an immediate sound of a landslide and tsunami.

A yin soldier with a height of about 10 feet and a shape like a blade warrior rushed out and quickly headed down the mountain. Their eyes were full of tyranny, and they flashed with bloodthirsty light.

Even though the aura of each Yin Soldier was only equivalent to the seventh level of True Qi, when their number reached eight hundred, the tyrannical aura they exuded caused heart palpitations to connect with the profound realm.

"Everyone in the Profound Profound Realm listen to the order and join forces to suppress the blade-edge warriors, while the rest will deal with the remaining enemies. Don't worry, their backbone is not strong enough, we still have a chance." The War King gave orders loudly, while cheering everyone up.

In the Yin-Ming Clan army, except for the blade warrior who is a half-step heavenly man, the other Yin soldiers are equivalent to the seventh level of True Qi. Although the number is indeed much larger, as long as there are five or six experts in the Tong Xuan Realm with a large number of True Qi. If the Qi realm masters block it, there is not necessarily no chance of winning.

"The backbone is insufficient?"

The Blade Fighter laughed.

"Thirty-six centurions, show up!"

In the dignified eyes of everyone, dozens of Yin soldiers walked out of the gate of hell, a total of thirty-six.

This group of centurions were covered in blood, reaching a height of two feet, and the breath they exuded was not weaker than the lower realm of Tongxuan!

Moreover, on their left and right hands, they all held a white-bone machete and a skeleton-bone stick that were comparable to the mysterious treasures.

If you really want to fight alone, on the human race side, at least two or three people from the lower realm of Tongxuan can stabilize a centurion of the Yin and Ming clan.

Thirty-six centurions, if they joined hands, would not be afraid of a half-step heavenly being.

In contrast, the human side of Tianxiu City seemed too weak.

"It's over!"

Some people are desperate, some are full of fear, and some have already started to flee.

In the city of Tianxiu, chaos soon became a mess.

Fear erodes the hearts of most people.

On a certain tall building, Lin Luo stood with his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "The Yin Ming clan has always been in the style of building momentum first, and then making people feel fear and despair. "

Taoist Zizhu said in a low voice, "Master, do you know the Yin Ming clan very well?"

Lin Luo nodded and said, "In this world, perhaps no one knows the Yin Ming clan better than me. Even the Yin Ming clan itself, most of the clansmen don't know them as well as I do."

"So, Master, do you have full confidence in dealing with them?" Daoist Zizhu was full of surprise.

"Um."

Lin Luo raised his hand, took a bluestone slab on his palm, quickly carved the pattern, and drove it deep into the ground.

Taoist Zizhu observed Lin Luo's formation technique and learned a lot from it.

Lin Luo kept walking in the city, strolling in the courtyard, and the overall situation was in control, which was in stark contrast to those who fled in a panic.

During this period, under the main peak of Tianxiu, the battle was imminent.

Thirty-six centurions of the Yin Ming clan roared angrily, rushed into the crowd, and fought with the King of War and the others.

"Everyone, kill!"

The Battle King held the Heavenly Soldier tomahawk, his body gushing out with blood, and he cut out a domineering blow, blasting out the several centurions of the Yin and Ming clan.

The many human races around him at the Profound Profound Realm formed the first front with the Battle King as the center.

"Everyone, Du Mou is here!"

President Du of the Alchemy Guild released the peak aura of Tongxuan Upper Realm, and fired an imposing blue pill furnace, which burned the four fields into a fiery pill fire, and a large number of Yin soldiers evaporated directly.

Behind him, Elder Mao, Ouyang Zheng, and other alchemy masters from the alchemy guild, and many other alchemists from the alchemy guild in Tianxiu City also chose to take action.

The ancients said that there will be no eggs under the nest, and once Tianxiu City falls, the Yin-Ming Clan will definitely expand their territory.

Until then, there will be a fight.

That being the case, it is better to let go of hands and feet today, if you can block the attack of the Yinming clan, you can do it once and for all.

"Light of the firefly, I also want to compete with the sun and the moon, courting death!"

The blade warrior slammed his legs on the ground, and the speed reached the speed of sound in an instant. He couldn't breathe for three, and then he killed in front of a master of the lower realm of Tongxuan, and the sharp white bone machete fell with the cold breath.

"Magnetic!"

The Profound Opening Treasure offered by this Profound Opening Realm human race is like tofu that meets a steel knife and is instantly cut in half, losing its spirituality.

A terrifying aura followed, and the man was about to be cut in half.

"Don't be rampant!"

The King of War came with an axe and slashed with all his might.

"when!"

The white bone machete exploded with gorgeous sparks, and the explosive force rolled back, blocking the offensive of the blade warrior.

But the same force bounced back on the giant axe, causing the King of War to go numb in his arms, and after taking a dozen steps back, he stopped the castration.

"It's a bit capable, but unfortunately it's still too weak."

The blade warrior broke through the speed of sound in an instant, and smashed it down with a skeleton stick, his strength surpassed 500,000 tigers.

This strength is far higher than the peak of the Tongxuan Upper Realm, and it also surpasses the ordinary half-step heavenly beings, approaching the lower-level heavenly beings.

With a "bang", the King of War was smashed and flew out with his axe, smashing several high-rise buildings one after another, and fell in the middle of the dusty ruins.

"Wow!"

He spat out a large mouthful of blood, only to feel that his internal organs were displaced, and he was seriously injured.

"Warlord, let's withdraw!"

Some people were crying and grimacing, not daring to fight again.

"Do not!"

The King of War blasted away the ruins, took an earth-level healing pill, his face was ruddy, and he shouted: "The city is alive, the city is destroyed, and the **** battle will end!"

With endless fighting spirit, he spewed out a mouthful of blood essence, and temporarily activated the Heavenly Soldier Battle Axe with the power of the imprint in his bloodline.

"Crack!"

The majestic Heavenly Might rolled out, pressing down the surrounding earth.

The blade warrior slashed down with a knife, splitting a powerful man in the lower realm of Tongxuan into two halves, blood splashing, and then staring at the battle axe in the hands of the war king, the corners of his mouth raised: "Finally, it's worth seeing, this is a good word."

"when!"

In the void, the battle axe and the skeleton bone rod collided again, and the annular shock wave swept across a hundred meters in an instant, and the air wave turned the sky.

The blade warrior retreated three steps, and the warrior king retreated ten steps.

"kill!"

The battle king went mad, his eyes were indifferent, and he killed again with an axe, holding back the blade warrior.

far away.

Daoist Zizhu was assisting Lin Luo to engrave the formation, while observing the situation, he said in a low voice, "Strange, isn't it that there is a half-step celestial being in the Alchemy Guild, why hasn't he taken action yet?"

"How could a traitor take action?"

Lin Luo's indifferent voice sounded in his ears.