I can see the blood bar, my purity is very high

The overwhelming splinter body impacted, covering most of the thousand-mile radius in an instant.

The formations on the doomsday defense line were operating at full strength, and the aura they emitted merged with the Great Wall of Purgatory to create a conceptually absolute line of defense.

This is an almost impossible disaster.

In this lower realm, what can rival the opponent?

The power of depravity, which is like a sky curtain, erodes faster than the split body. It is like a monstrous flood or a raging tsunami, rushing towards this line of defense that condenses everyone's efforts.

The immortal cultivators clenched the magic weapons in their hands, unable to help but activate the body-protecting light on their robes, and a little sweat inevitably appeared on their palms.

Can the Doomsday Defense Line and the Great Wall of Purgatory stop each other?

Are the previous assumptions really valid?

Everything is still unknown.

Lu Wenwu carried the Dragon Mansion on his back and unleashed the power of the Great Wall of Purgatory to the extreme.

He looked at the True Demon Mother Insect, which was frantically venting its power, and said calmly in the air in a voice without any emotion:

"end."

The next moment, the Great Wall of Purgatory burst out with a more brilliant light than before.

Countless monks and monsters stood there, feeling that their energy and spirit were connected with the surrounding comrades as a whole.

They are like rocks standing firm in a tsunami, just standing there.

The blue halo collided with the dark sky, and the terrifying force stirred up even tore apart the space, echoing and hitting the world barrier!

The Great Wall of Purgatory is in effect!

Everything was firmly blocked out, and not a single step crossed the threshold!

Blocked!

Our plan works!

At this moment, spontaneous cheers echoed through the sky.

The monster roared excitedly, the monk laughed heartily, and all fear seemed to disappear at this moment.

If you look down at this place from the distant sky, you will find that the mighty force formed by the Great Wall of Purgatory is like a large bowl upside down in the corner.

The huge sea-blue wall sealed the True Demon Mother Insect firmly in the corner, unable to move.

All the killing arrays and illusion arrays are activated simultaneously in the central part.

The entire tide of split organisms was cut into two parts in an instant.

Countless schizoites with only killing and destruction in their minds were tricked into spinning in circles, like helpless travelers trapped in a quagmire.

The killing formations that combined all the wisdom of ancient and modern monks were operating to the extreme, strangulating those powerful split organisms crazily and annihilating them into black energy that lost its power one after another.

The whole world turned into ink.

The first line of defense has done a great job.

But it's not invincible.

There are so many schizoites that they are as endless as the tide.

They squeezed one by one and used the most primitive and brutal way to force their way through the phantom formation, killing formation, and trapping formation, breaking through the blockade of the first line of defense regardless of the cost.

Even though nine out of ten splinter bodies fell at the first level, the sporadic impacts were still as terrifying as the vast ocean.

In some places, there are so many that even the formations are overloaded and stuck.

It was like putting a bone in a meat grinder!

Overwhelming, all over the mountains and plains.

Just at the edge of the Great Wall of Purgatory, many fast-moving splinter organisms rushed under the doomsday defense line and began to continuously attack and erode the huge wall of light curtain that condensed the blood of countless people.

Some parts have even been stained with a little gray and black.

"roar!"

The Infernal Dragon carrying the Dragon Mansion took the lead and swooped down from high in the sky.

The blazing dragon's breath, which was a blend of multiple flames, instantly burned the most turbulent wave of split creatures into nothingness.

This dragon roar is the signal for the attack to begin.

The blood of the entire monster race was boiling at this moment, carrying the mighty power of the Great Wall of Purgatory, forming an unrivaled wave and rushing towards the endless splinters.

It was a collision of blue and black, like a stormy sea.

Countless life armors were linked together to form a formation, and one tall god-incarnation war shadow emerged on the battlefield one after another.

For the first time, the monks became part of the beast tide. They raised their magic weapons and frantically bombarded the enemies in front of them.

Just after contact, the center of the battlefield collision has already entered a fever pitch.

It is unknown how much combat power both sides had completely disappeared in the first round of collision.

There are too many enemies on the battlefield.

There was that evil, sticky greyness in every direction.

Lu Wenwu entered the dragon form one minute after joining the battle. Half human and half dragon, he was the strongest nail, firmly nailed to the forefront of the entire battlefield.

The endless sea of ​​blood descended, and the military killing fists were blasted out at a speed of hundreds of punches per second.

His killing speed is even far faster than that of the ancient killing array, and he can withstand an elite battle group of monks single-handedly.

These first batch of monsters who didn't even have the ability to transform into gods were undoubtedly serving food in front of him.

Every time a punch is fired, a whole column will be cleared instantly, as if the ground is white.

But in the next moment, more schizoids would rush towards him with their teeth and claws bared, filling the gap here at a faster speed without leaving a single gap.

Finally, when the split creature transformed into a god with combat power crossed the killing array and rushed to the front line, the most brutal war finally began.

Lu Wenwu punched out, and the bloody punch was like some kind of secret technique, instantly exploding a god-transforming creature.

[You gained 1 free attribute point]

What! ?

Lu Wenwu's crazy killing did not stop. His left hand turned into a dragon claw and tore another divine body that rushed to him.

[You have obtained 1 free attribute point]

The long-lost system prompt in front of him made his eyes light up.

Killing the body of the True Demon Queen can trigger the talent of the evil nemesis!

A crazy grin appeared on his face, which was the desire for purity.

Add points, charge!

As a bridgehead, he began to actively advance the battle position!

On the battlefield, magic weapons and talismans burst out, swords and swords flashed, explosions and thunder roared, and countless limbs and blood were thrown in a mess.

People kept falling, and people kept breaking through in the battle and became the soul of the small battle zone.

Waves of air roared in the battlefield, like a deep red plum blossom blooming in the snow.

That was the last dance left to the world by the cultivators and the monsters before they died.

Detonate the attack of the transformation released by their own cultivation!

Under the overwhelming comparison of the combat power of both sides, relying on the tenacious struggle of countless cultivators and monsters who risked their lives, the wave of fission bodies was miraculously contained!

At this moment, humans and monsters finally achieved unprecedented unity and harmony.

United as one!

At the forefront of the battlefield, Lu Wenwu, who was carrying the Dragon Mansion, was not advancing very fast.

He killed quickly, and the opponent's reinforcement speed was even faster.

It took him nearly ten hours to finally gradually break away from the large army, cross hundreds of miles, and kill alone in front of the first line of defense.

Crossing the interception network formed by the formation, facing the most turbulent wave of fission bodies!

This can almost be regarded as a dividing line.

After crossing the boundary, the concentration of the power of depravity increased sharply, far exceeding the situation that Lu Wenwu felt in the seal of Qingxuan Sword Sect at that time.

If there is no merit power or any other special means to suppress it, even a cultivator of the spirit transformation will find it difficult to survive in this environment, not to mention having to deal with the siege of the tide of fission bodies.

In the environment wrapped in the power of corruption, seeing Lu Wenwu's rift bodies was like seeing a feast.

Almost instantly, a large number of rift bodies with the power of transformation rushed towards him.

This continuous scouring was more terrifying than challenging a top master.

It was a kind of silent erosion.

Long-term killing will make people numb and lost.

The continuous tension of the spirit on the battlefield will make the soul overwhelmed.

Even Lu Wenwu, who was determined, still felt mentally exhausted under this continuous killing.

Even the crazy progress and rapid improvement of the purity of the military killing fist could not make this fatigue washed away by joy.

With a punch, a large number of rift bodies were directly cleared.

His fists were like the most sophisticated and grand agricultural machinery, plowing the land in front of him again and again.

From the bloody battle in the early morning to noon, and from the bloody battle at noon to dusk, he could no longer remember how many rift bodies he had killed.

But the surroundings of the True Demon Queen seemed endless, and there were always black fertility sacs bursting and giving birth to new enemies.

His divine sense swept across the battlefield, and no one retreated.

The light of the magic weapon, the innate magical power of the monster, and the roar of the Dao of Transformation continuously resounded on this land.

Every minute and every second, there were cultivators and monsters falling, and there were split bodies being cut and exploded.

But the next second, there would always be someone else to fill in and make up for this vacancy.

The two sides were completely deadlocked.

It was like two steel knives chopping together.

At least if you are not careful, you will be doomed.

Relying on the power of the Purgatory Great Wall and the Doomsday Defense Line, the cultivators struggled to defend the entire front line, taking turns to repair and adjust their breath, and continuously invested in this war that was like a grinding wheel of flesh and blood.

This is good, and this is also bad.

They simply had no spare energy to counterattack forward.

Except for some powerful gods, the rest of the war zone could not even push the front line forward!

Even if some areas can advance a few kilometers, they will be suppressed back at a faster speed because they are isolated and helpless.

If this continues, how can they fight against the scattered immortals and completely save this world?

Lu Wenwu does not think that they can just kill all the rift bodies.

The birth of rift bodies only requires energy to be released continuously.

And every time a rift body is killed, the demon race and the human race need to fight with their lives!

The lives of the human and demon cultivators are being consumed every minute and every second, while the opponent's rift bodies are almost endless!

This is an unequal battle!

Time passes.

It is unknown how long it has been since the battle began.

Almost everyone has lost the concept of time.

Those monks who are rotating have been replaced countless times.

From the first line of defense to the range of the Purgatory Great Wall, every inch of land has been infected by the power of corruption, and the earth is filled with bloody and evil black and red.

Broken limbs and pieces of flesh were scattered all over the battlefield, and were blown away by the impacts everywhere.

The dark curtain became deeper and deeper.

The monks on the Doomsday Line had to spend more energy to accurately lock on the target, and at the same time avoid being attacked by the aftermath of the battle flying from all over the chaotic battlefield.

Charge!

Defend!

Risk your life!

Everyone was desperately squeezing out their potential and the spiritual power in their Dantian.

Lu Wenwu was the same.

Lu Wenwu, who was alone and nailed to the front, was a beacon in everyone's heart, and a torch standing in front of victory.

He could not fall, could not retreat, and could not stop!

He moved forward step by step, firmly, and had become a pillar that was more forward than the first line of defense!

Physical fatigue had overwhelmed his spirit.

Only by constantly switching between human form and dragon form could he support himself alone in this vast ocean of fission bodies.

The combat experience taught by the old Dragon Emperor was being integrated at a flying speed.

Lu Wenwu's physical function was declining, and the terrifying recovery speed could not keep up with the high-intensity consumption at this time.

But his fist was strangely getting stronger and stronger in this increasingly fierce battle!

An endless sea of ​​blood appeared behind him, and a long rainbow of blazing and pure killing intent stretched across the sea of ​​blood, like a life bridge across the other side.

The military killing fist was born for the battlefield, and now was the time to show its power!

In this fierce battlefield, Lu Wenwu seemed to have entered a state of selflessness.

The huge killing intent accumulated from hundreds of reincarnations had already penetrated his soul and merged into the equally huge sea of ​​blood.

The martial arts true meaning that looked like a magic knife was aroused by two huge forces, and it actually reflected a physical vision in the air!

Suddenly, at a certain moment.

Lu Wenwu's physical attribute reached an astonishing [9999]!

This seemed to have made his body reach a certain limit. Even if he killed a powerful enemy, he could not gain more free attribute points.

This was a limit, and also a peak.

His body was exhausted, but his spirit was indeed unprecedentedly brilliant.

Under the influence of a certain unique idea, Lu Wenwu almost instinctively threw a punch.

Suddenly, a blood-red magic knife with a pure white blade suddenly pierced through the dark curtain.

The killing intent and the bloody aura were completely melted into one furnace, perfectly integrated into the martial arts true meaning, and turned into the Tongtian fist meaning that belonged to the military killing fist!

"Zeng!"

A punch was delivered, and the killing intent and evil spirit in the whole world were aroused.

The golden-red heavy punch covered with dragon scales was like a demon god descending to the world, and in an instant, the entire battlefield had a strange silence.

The next moment, all the split bodies within a hundred miles in front of Lu Wenwu stopped.

They only felt a piercing coldness passing through their bodies, cutting their throats and piercing their hearts.

The violent fist force set off a violent aftermath like a tornado.

Then, all the stagnant split bodies began to break into pieces from the head, falling to the ground silently like catkins, and even the power of corruption was annihilated.

Lu Wenwu was grinning.

The military killing fist was no longer in the skill list displayed on his personal panel, and there was no realm level.

But at this time, he was completely sure that the military killing fist had broken into the realm of all laws today!