Martial Dao Great Emperor

The brand new Dao Tu Zhu Tian formation appeared.

Thousands of terrifying sword lights erupted instantly, as if forming a storm of sword energy, swept towards Zhao Ying in whistling.

The violent power fluctuations caused Zhao Ying's face to change wildly, but his reaction was also very fast, his hands were sealed, and a defensive light curtain was held up.

boom!

The sword qi storm slammed into it, and the defensive light curtain was torn and shattered in an instant, Zhao Ying's body flew out, blood spurting from his mouth.

There are scars everywhere on his body, his appearance is very miserable, and his heart is even more terrifying, because the blow just now was too powerful, and it definitely reached the level of the gods!

You must know that he is a half-step god-level powerhouse, and he is also a top-ranking void mage, and only a blow from a god-level powerhouse can instantly defeat him, making him impossible to defend.

The other monks around were also frightened by this scene, especially the Zhao Clan monks that Zhao Ying had brought. They all looked at Luo Xiu with deep dread.

After all, even Elder Zhao Ying couldn't hold a blow. If they were hit, they would probably die on the spot.

"Is it all right?" Luo Xiu glanced at Mo Xuan, the scene just now was indeed thrilling.

"I'm fine, thanks to your timely action." Mo Xuan said with lingering fear.

If Luo Xiu had not taken the shot just now, she would really have died in Zhao Ying's hands.

"If you didn't try to block him, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to condense this magic circle." Luo Xiu said.

Soon.

His gaze looked at the battlefield where the four god-level powerhouses were fighting against each other. Since the power of the Daotu Zhutian formation was thoroughly condensed by him, then he had the means to threaten the god-level powerhouses, and he was qualified to influence it. It's the battle of the god-level powerhouse.

In that god-level battlefield, with his own vigorous cultivation, Wang Chun, who suppressed Yuan Hua, the newly promoted god-level, suddenly felt a very dangerous aura.

Originally, according to his calculations, it would not take long before he was confident that Yuan Hua would be seriously injured or even beheaded here.

But at this moment, he obviously didn't have this opportunity. When his gaze came over, he happened to see Luo Xiu's hands forming a seal, fully displaying the power of the Daotu Zhutian Formation.

Dao Tu Zhutian!

A Dao Tu unfolds in the void, covering the heaven and the earth, tens of thousands of swords.

Thousands of sword auras condensed together, as if transforming into a stegosaurus, roaring and rushing out, with an astonishing speed, locking in Wang Chun's breath.

"damn it!"

Wang Chun's face changed drastically. Seeing the stegosaurus bombarding at an astonishing speed, he retreated without hesitation. At the same time, the cultivation base in his body was running, and a palm print was shot out.

"boom!"

The two attacks collided, an astonishing aftermath of energy swept across, and a blazing light shining on the world.

The stegosaurus crumbled into the air.

However, the shock of the powerful force made Wang Chun's body tremble, and a blood stain overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The power of Luo Xiu's attack was stronger than the attack against Zhao Ying just now, but Wang Chun's strength was naturally much stronger than Zhao Ying, so it was only a bit internally injured, not serious.

However, Wang Chun's opponent is not Luo Xiu, but Yuanhua!

At the same time Luo Xiu shot.

Yuan Hua also knew that this was his best chance to fight back. His figure flashed behind Wang Chun, and the white python condensed above his head seemed to condense into a white sharp gun.

"Hey!"

Wang Chun blocked Luo Xiu's attack, but it was too late to deal with Yuan Hua's shot. His body was directly penetrated by a sharp gun, and his whole body was stiff in the air.

Yuan Hua's shot was very sharp and sharp, and the sharp spear suddenly shook, shattering Wang Chun's body in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the sharp spear turned into a white python, opened his mouth to bite Wang Chun's ghost shadow, and swallowed it whole.

A god-level powerhouse fell here!

For an instant.

All the people present who saw this scene were stunned. After all, there are very few cases of the fall of the god-level powerhouse. The powerhouse who has reached this level is already standing at the pinnacle of this civilization.

At the same time, everyone also realized that one of the four god-level powerhouses had died, so there would be no more suspense about the outcome of this battle.

"Yuanhua, you are so bold!"

Seeing Yuan Hua killed Wang Chun, it turned into a streamer in an instant, rushing towards Zhao Song.

This caused Zhao Song's face to change drastically, and he yelled.

His strength is slightly stronger than Bai Mu, but it is difficult to defeat him in a short time.

But once Bai Mu and Yuanhua join forces, his advantage will be lost, and even in turn will be suppressed by the two of them. If one is not careful, he may be seriously injured or even fall here.

Luo Xiu's tyrannical void circle also made him feel threatened...

"This consumption is really big enough."

Dao Tu Zhu Tian's formation dissipated in the air, even if Luo Xiu's cultivation base was much stronger and stronger than that of monks in the same realm, the power of this void array was displayed twice in succession, which was enough for him to consume. The cultivation base is close to 80%!

Obviously, after the level of the void magic circle reaches the level of the second-tier **** spirit level, it is not something that ordinary Origin Realm cultivators can bear. Even if they have the ability to arrange it, there is no cultivation base to urge it.

Twice is his limit.

Unless it is to activate the power of true self instinct, Luo Xiu can probably use it five times.

If it is the strongest state of sacred madness, it is estimated that the second-rank void array can be truly controlled.

Based on the cultivation base of the late Origin Realm, the second-stage god-level void magic circle was displayed.

Zhao Ying was hit hard.

Help kill Wang Chun with one blow.

It was these two clean attacks that determined the outcome of this battle.

"The leader is dead, run away!"

Seeing Wang Chun's fall here, the members of the spirit hunting team who originally belonged to Wang Chun's command were shocked. Many people had no idea of ​​fighting here, and turned into streamers to escape.

Wang Chun's spirit hunting team collapsed, indicating that the overall situation has been determined.

Facing the joint siege of Yuanhua and Bai Mu, Zhao Song also knew that there was nothing to do, his somber expression turned into a stream of light, and he planned to retreat.

But even if you want to retreat at this time, it is not an easy task.

In the end, with the exception of Zhao Song and Zhao Ying who got away, the other Zhao Clan monks brought by them were basically beheaded, and one or two fish that slipped through the net failed to escape and were caught alive!

Bai Mu and Yuanhua didn't hunt down either, because they knew that with Zhao Song's strength, if he had no intention of fighting at all and just wanted to escape, they would never be able to kill.

Taking a look at the several Zhao Clan cultivators who were captured alive, Bai Mu's old eyes revealed a fierce fierceness, and he waved his hand to kill these Zhao Clan cultivators.

"With the Zhao Clan's acting style, I don't care about the life and death of these people at all. It's useless to catch alive." Bai Mu said coldly.

Obviously, behind Wang Chun is the Zhao Clan, which means that the killed White God Clan Spirit Hunting Team is equivalent to having died in the hands of the Zhao Clan. How could the White God Clan elder let these Zhao Clan’s elders go? Monk?

When Luo Xiu saw this scene, he didn't say anything. The void was so cruel, even more cruel than the eternal world he once lived in.

This is just a battle between forces within the civilized country. If it is a war between two major civilized countries, or even several civilized countries, it is difficult to imagine how many creatures and powerful monks will die in the void and blood stained the sky.