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

what to do?

Everyone turned their attention to Lu Wenwu.

Among the people present, he was the only one who had the most say.

Whether it is identity, status, or strength.

The unparalleled power and the position of Dragon King all illustrate this point.

"Your Majesty, if the top combat forces are mobilized, how long can we last at most?" A powerful man who transformed into gods sealed his own blood that was constantly flowing and couldn't help but ask.

Lu Wenwu sensed it slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he replied: "What if all the powerful people in the middle and late stages of becoming gods are removed, and then the growth of the Great Wall of Purgatory is increased to the limit, and the spiritual veins are burned regardless of the cost, eh?"

At this point, Lu Wenwu suddenly stopped and made a confused sound.

His eyes opened slightly, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Interesting. Is this human nature?"

The top experts looked confused, with doubts in their eyes.

human nature?

What human nature?

At this time, do you still have time to achieve enlightenment here?

"Send the talisman, and all the mid- and late-stage gods will immediately form a team and assemble towards the first line of defense." Lu Wenwu stood up and said calmly.

"What?" Hengru Shengzun was shocked, "Your Majesty the Dragon King, please think twice! With all due respect, there is a chance of success in recruiting strong men to behead people in this way, but I don't think the remaining disciples can hold the second line of defense! If you can’t explain the reason, I’m sorry I can’t obey!”

The words of Hengru Shengzun are not unreasonable.

All the monks in the middle and late stages of becoming gods were mobilized to form a death squad. With the blessing of the Great Wall of Purgatory, Hengru Shengzun had no doubt that he and others could kill the real demon mother insect.

With more than a dozen peak gods joining forces, and the extremely powerful Dragon King Lu Wenwu, they may not have the chance to defy heaven and kill the immortal.

This is indeed recorded in the history of the world of immortality!

An amazingly talented swordsman and a Dragon King have both done this.

Even though they themselves died of serious injuries soon after killing the immortal, it was indeed feasible.

They have a chance here, but where is the defense?

Just rely on those god-level war shadows to support the scene?

Without the true masters of the late stage of divine transformation to dominate the formation, it is impossible for them to be opponents of those vast seas of split living beings.

There are too many opponents, and they can easily drain the spiritual energy of the monks who make up the war.

The poor battery life happens to be one of the biggest shortcomings of Zhanying.

Once the defense line collapses too quickly, hundreds of millions of split organisms will invade the hinterland of the world of immortality in a very short period of time, killing all life in sight and polluting all the land under their feet.

Even the sky will become dark and the sun's light will be blocked.

By that time, even if they can really eliminate the True Demon Mother Insect, the remaining power of pollution will completely destroy everything in the world of immortality, and fundamentally destroy the living environment that living things need.

In this way, even if the beheading is successful, it is meaningless.

Not only Hengru Shengzun, most of the other late-stage gods also thought so.

Only Kong Buddha, Blood River Demon Lord, and the old dragon Jiao Shengwu stood firmly behind Lu Wenwu and had no reason to trust his orders.

Lu Wenwu was not annoyed by this.

He doesn't think he's a Long Aotian-style protagonist who has his own aura of speaking. He can just say something and the other party will believe it and his morale will skyrocket.

It’s normal to have doubts, and it’s normal to have doubts.

Regarding the life and death of the entire world, the identity of the Light Dragon Emperor is no longer easy to use.

It worked well before because everyone else understood that facing the end of the world, we must unite to find a way out.

But now it is a seemingly unsolvable dead end, a desperate struggle to win.

Without a fixed formula, it is natural to think more and give strong evidence and reasonable ideas.

But what he was more curious about was, why did the old monk believe so firmly in his words?

Glancing at the empty Buddha who was silently reciting the Rebirth Mantra, Lu Wenwu explained: "You will know the reason in about a stick of incense. Before that, try to recover as much as possible. There will be a bloody battle later."

"Okay, then it will be as His Majesty the Dragon King said."

Hengru Shengzun thought for a while and simply sat down.

A stick of incense is worth the wait.

Even without this time, several people are already very tired and need enough time to meditate and adjust their breath.

In this way, the other God-Transforming True Masters followed suit and began to take pills to stabilize their internal energy and slowly repair the injuries sustained in the previous battle.

The spiritual veins everywhere are trembling continuously, as if the world is trying to squeeze out the last of its strength and release a fatal blow.

The Dragon Mansion is connected to the earth, and no move can escape the perception of the person who controls it.

Through the power of the Dragon Mansion, Lu Wenwu could clearly feel that a large amount of spiritual power was being continuously extracted, and the fluctuations in space jumps became more frequent.

Tsk.

When I'm about to die, I finally know it hurts.

That's all, after all, you have contributed to this world.

Lu Wenwu looked far into the distance, looking in the direction of the real Demon Mother Insect.

The huge claws that covered the sky and the sun were waving up and down, and the countless depraved powers were like thick ink, spreading and sweeping across the entire world of immortality.

The spiritual veins in the outermost circle have been completely exhausted, forming a spiritual vacuum.

The speed of spread is as sluggish as expected, but it is still advancing unswervingly at a slow speed.

Even if there was no movement he had just noticed, he had already decided to burn his boats.

The concentration of the power of corruption in this world is already very high, and he can't wait any longer.

With a slight closing of his eyes, the ruined scene of the Qingxuan Sword Sect's small world appeared in front of him, shocking!

After a long time, a slight change finally came to the noisy battlefield.

It was like a stone falling into the already turbulent battlefield.

It stirred up some waves, but did not attract too much attention.

As time passed, a series of air-breaking sounds rang out one after another, and the power of the spiritual vein, which was originally slowing down, suddenly increased sharply and was increasing rapidly at an incredible speed.

Lu Wenwu's eyes suddenly opened wide, his spirit had adjusted to the peak, and his fighting spirit was high and soaring into the sky.

"Huh!"

A word of magic exploded in the air, and the huge bronze hammer seemed to come from the sky, passing through layers of black curtains, and fell on the battlefield like a meteor.

"Boom!"

The rolling air waves carried countless blood mud and ice and snow and exploded in all directions. The violent thunder jumped like a silver snake, triggering a chain reaction. The flames triggered by the thunder instantly divided a large area of ​​the battlefield.

I don't know how many split bodies were annihilated in this blow!

Even those with extremely tenacious vitality seemed so small and weak in the face of absolute power and violence.

This heavy hammer seemed to make the entire battlefield stagnate for a moment.

Even those monks who had not noticed the changes in the battlefield before were alarmed, and the most sensitive peak gods also noticed it.

This kind of super-large-scale killing method of the true gods of the gods, which activated the celestial phenomena, pushed their own life instruments to the extreme, and then smashed them into the sea of ​​monsters, was actually very stupid on the battlefield today.

The number of casualties caused was completely disproportionate to the spiritual power spent.

Besides, the split bodies were not intelligent creatures. These guys who only had destruction and killing in their minds did not realize what fear was, let alone what shock was.

Therefore, this powerful method that looks very imposing but is not cost-effective was soon eliminated in high-intensity battles.

It was replaced by a single burst method that saves more spiritual power and has the highest killing efficiency.

Those who do not know how to save spiritual power and change their fighting methods are now dead.

This is undoubtedly a foolish act.

But it is precisely this kind of foolish behavior that makes countless cultivators feel excited, and the morale that has been gradually declining suddenly soars.

This means - support!

Not part of the original support plan!

Those guys who had not responded to the signs and hid in the cave before came to support!

"It's just an out-of-region evil demon, your Thunder Hammer Grandpa is here!"

An old man with a body of nearly five meters, whose bulging muscles are more exaggerated than those of a bodybuilding champion, smashed into the battlefield in the same way as the previous bronze war hammer.

He shook the flowing white beard on his chest, and the muscles of his naked upper body bulged. Others seemed to be able to hear the strong heart beating violently.

With a wave of his hand, the huge bronze war hammer suddenly turned into a ray of light and shot into the old man's hand.

The silver lightning was so strong that it caused thunder and lightning to surge in the sky, as if dark clouds were covering the sky.

This ability to move the celestial phenomena is undoubtedly a true master of the Incarnation God!

"The old man, the Thunder Hammer Master, is not dead yet," said the Blood River Master with emotion on his face, "When I first embarked on the path of cultivation, this old man was already a thousand-year-old incarnation god. I didn't expect that another thousand years would pass and he would still be alive."

Before everyone could finish sighing, another giant sword came across the sky.

The sword light came across thousands of meters, and the sharp sword energy was like a swimming dragon and a fierce tiger, strangling all the ten-mile splitting bodies in an instant!

"Dragon and Tiger Sword Qi, this is Fengyun Sword Master! He is still alive! And he has broken through to the late stage of the Spiritualization!"

"The Fengyun Sword Sect has fallen to the point where the Taoism is almost gone. I didn't expect that their ancestor did not sit in meditation, but just hid in the world of immortal cultivation."

This time it was the turn of the Spiritualization on the side of the righteous path to be amazed.

Another old monster who had long been identified as missing and sitting in meditation.

I didn't expect that he actually gave up the search for immortals and the years of seclusion and appeared on this battlefield that was like a meat grinder.

There are not only these two old monsters who don't come out, but many more are constantly joining the battlefield.

Either Yuanying or Shenhua.

The defense strength of the entire battlefield and the speed of consumption of the spirit veins of the Purgatory Great Wall increased instantly.

Looking to the back of the second line of defense, in the distant sky, just under the black curtain, it seems that there is a group of colorful flying birds flying towards this side.

Look carefully, what kind of flying birds are those?

It's a group of flying swords!

It's countless flying magic weapons!

There were countless cultivators, either driving flying swords, or flying boats, or using flying magic weapons, or simply flying with their own magic power!

They came, all came!

Countless sword lights and magic spells covered the sky at this moment, and even the black curtains that filled the sky were lit up at this moment.

That was the glow of spiritual power, the roar of cultivators!

"Hahahaha. Good, good!"

Saint Hengru laughed wildly, and even the lingering haze in his heart was dispelled by this belated reinforcement.

Their arrival was like a shot of adrenaline injected into the entire battlefield.

We cultivators have not yet admitted defeat, and have not yet accepted our fate!

My fate is up to me, not to mention the evil demons outside the area!

This time, without Lu Wenwu's order, the peak gods had already sent messages to the battlefield and transferred the top combat forces.

The gaps in the battlefield left by them were filled by the newly supported gods.

Even though these latecomers had never cooperated before, they had never experienced such a large-scale extraordinary battle.

But everyone believed that when they stepped into the battlefield, they had become fearless warriors and an indispensable part of the Purgatory Great Wall!

Taking advantage of the brief gap caused by the previous reinforcements' bombardment, the gods who had been here before began to gather from all corners of the battlefield towards the central area and finally joined the first line of defense.

Whether it was the late or middle stage of the gods, everyone was injured, and some even lost part of their limbs.

After waiting for an incense stick of time, the number of people who rushed to the assembly point made the peak gods feel silent, as if their hearts were being grabbed by a hand.

Including Lu Wenwu and others, there are less than 30 people in the middle and late stages of the transformation of the gods.

Even if the few transformation of the gods who came to support spontaneously are counted, there are only more than 30 people.

The old face of Lu Wenwu who had dealt with him before, the Sword Master of Light, was not in the team.

It was obvious that he had died on the battlefield.

The only spirit beast left of the Beast Master was an old Sky Scale Green Horned Beast, and the Four Symbols Puppet that was used to seal the Infinite Sword Master had been damaged.

Even the only remaining Dan Dao transformation god, such as the Grass and Wood Pill Master, has come here with the alchemy furnace.

"Tianlu died in the battle, and I brought the talismans he didn't have time to use."

The Grass and Wood Pill Master had a low voice and opened a blood-stained Qiankun bag, and a pile of blood-colored talismans came into view.

"Everyone share it, and take all the remaining pills I have here."

Lu Wenwu did not take it.

These pills and talismans were almost useless to him, as he was not used to using talismans to assist in combat.

And the body-building technique of conquering people with virtue was obviously contrary to the system of cultivating immortals. Those explosive pills were not as useful as fatal blows, so he simply did not seek external help.

However, he was not the only one who did not take anything.

There was another person who did not take action.

The owner of Tianji Tower!

Lu Wenwu looked curiously, and the other party's old eyes just happened to look at him.

"Why don't you take some life-saving talismans and pills?" Lu Wenwu asked.

"I don't need these anymore."

The owner of Tianji Tower shook his head, sat down cross-legged, and took out a magic altar and placed it in front of him.

The originally turbid eyes suddenly brightened, as if there were starlight reflected in them.

"Kill the immortal. Kill the immortal!"

"It's going to work!"