Under the twisted and wriggling shadow, whether it was Fan Qinghui, Li Chunfeng, or Song Que, Shi Zhixuan and the others all felt a wave of fear surging into their hearts, which was ten times better than when they fought against Wang Dong, a hundred times!

This fear not only came from their hearts, but also from the world where they lived, and for a moment they seemed to hear the weeping and wailing of the world!

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"Demon God Demon Dhari...... Good means......! Wang Dong instantly understood everything, and he couldn't help but be amazed by the handwriting of the three abandoned immortals who left the East Realm.

The distance between the worlds is never understood in a simple sense, it is both infinitely distant and infinitely close.

Every world is like a grain of dust and sand in the ocean, rising and falling with the waves, appearing and disappearing, and constantly changing positions.

But the existence of the Heavenly Punishment Sword is like a guiding light in the sea, exposing the coordinates of the world.

Wang Dong seemed to see that on another layer of interface, three vague figures shrouded in hazy brilliance controlled the endless vast vitality between heaven and earth, and constantly pushed the true body of the demon god and demon Tuli into this world.

Fortunately, there is still a layer of different space, which weakens the will and demonic thoughts of the Demon God and Demon Dali by eight or ninety, otherwise just by seeing the huge wriggling demon shadow, there will be no one in ten who can survive the millions of creatures in this Daxing City.

The demon god distorted his will, and the polluted spirit originated from instinct, which was much more powerful than Wang Dong's spiritual Dafa.

However, under the continuous attack, the heavy interface has cracked countless stripes and become extremely fragile, or it will not take a few breaths for the demon god and demon to descend.

Wang Dong has regarded the Datang world as his back garden, how can he tolerate the destruction of the demon god?

Xiang Yutian's thoughts are probably the same.

"Boom" echoed through the sky, and the sky seemed to collapse all at once, falling downward, almost overlapping with the earth.

The interface finally couldn't support it, and a hole cracked open like a complete mirror hole, and a pitch-black wriggling tentacle took the lead through the crack, containing evil, killing, and devouring thoughts and monstrous demonic energy in an instant.

A bronze door in the sea of Wang Dongzhi jumped out, buzzing, and in the brilliant light like a splash of water, a light door suddenly appeared, and it happened to block the front of the demon god's entry into the realm.

Rao is to Yutian Immortal Demon level of the heart, also showed a look of surprise, the light in his eyes flashed, thoughtful.

"Brother Xiang, you don't want this world to be destroyed by this monster! How about we change the battlefield? With an entire world as a battlefield, if you want to fight, you will fight a splendid battle that has never been seen before or since! ”

"A world as a battlefield? Brother Wang is really heroic, how can Xiang disappoint you? ”

"Good! Let's join forces to banish this monster into that world. ”

The plan is certain, Wang moved, flew into the broken rift towards Yutian and the two, and shot at the demon god at the same time!

Xiang Yutian has ninety percent of the combat power of immortal and demon-level masters, plus a Wang Dong who is not inferior to the slightest, and the power of the two of them is even stronger than the three abandoned immortals who are not in their heyday.

The demon god and demon Tuli had just been expelled from the East Departure, and it was when he was angry, and at this moment he was suppressed by Wang Dong again, and he was suppressed by Yutian, and he roared again and again, and it was difficult to resist, and the huge demon body like a mountain was blasted into the light gate by the two of them little by little.

Wang Dong and Xiang Yutian's figures also penetrated the light gate like lightning and disappeared.

The light gate erupted with ripples of light like a tide, and waves of demon roars came out from it, and when everyone was still shocked and speechless, two figures jumped up, and two splashes melted into the light gate, but it was Li Chunfeng and the evil king Shi Zhixuan.

"With the world as the battlefield, the power of the immortals is really earth-shattering, beyond the reach of people, who wants to miss this battle?" Song Que let out a long roar, his body blended with the sword light, and he also penetrated into the light gate.

"Wan'er also wants to see the scenery of the outer world that day!"

Wan Wan's beautiful eyes were longing, her dress was flying, and she turned into a white shadow and flashed out.

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Thundered! Thundered!

With the thunderous roar of artillery fire, the battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, and a large number of bullets poured down all over the place to every corner of the position, hitting the mountains and rocks sideways, and howling miserably.

Fragmented corpses can be seen everywhere in the mountains, including the corpses of a large number of Chinese soldiers, as well as the corpses of Japanese soldiers charging towards the position.

In order to conquer the precipitous position of Pishantou, the Japanese army began to mobilize the strength of two divisions and regiments from the day before yesterday, and under the intensive attack of superior forces and powerful firepower far superior to the Chinese side, coupled with the Japanese fighters roaring in the sky, a large number of explosives and poison gas bombs were poured, and the Chinese side suffered heavy losses and the position was broken through again and again!

The most dangerous section of the position at the top of the mountain, known as the Devil's Top, after the Japanese army dropped a large number of poison gas bombs, the defense on the top has basically been destroyed for most of the time, the Japanese 110th Division captured most of the Devil's Top, and the commander of the 62nd Division, Yoshio Hongo, issued an order to completely occupy the Devil's Top within an hour!

"For the sake of the Great Japanese Empire, for the sake of the Emperor, kill the Hiroshina! Onboard! Onboard! ”

The Japanese troops, who had fallen into a frenzy, shouted slogans and launched a large-scale onslaught, and the sky was densely whistling with shells, and bullets rained down.

This was the first thing Wang Dong saw after passing through the light gate and coming through the boundary.

This time, he opened the bronze door at random, and there was only a dazzling white light on the door, but it did not show what world he had traveled to, and the demon god Demon Tuli and Xiang Yutian did not know where they were teleported.

However, in the eyes of the two warring sides, they only saw a hot and dazzling light erupting in the air dozens of zhang high, and ripples like essence spread in all directions, like a rain of light.

"Your Excellency, Commander of the Hongo Division, where do you look!"

There were Japanese scouts reporting to Yoshio Hongo, who raised his telescope and looked at the ripples of light in the center of the battlefield, his face full of confusion.

The light was so brilliant that he couldn't look at it, and he didn't know what it meant.

The scouts on the Chinese positions also observed this scene and reported it to their superiors.

"Battlefield?" Surrounded by endless brilliance, Wang Dong slowly spread his hands, like a god opening his heavenly eyes and looking down.

A thunderbolt exploded in the center of the position, and a fierce hurricane burst out, sweeping in all directions, and a series of notes suddenly filled the sky between heaven and earth, which were not the sounds that human beings could make, but like the resonance of the whole world, the whole heaven and earth, as if cheering for the advent of great existence.

It is praising and therefore playing the sacred sound, and it is glorifying and thus making the world sing a heavenly song!

"The world is filthy again!"

The power of God is like the sea, the power of the sky is unpredictable, like a god on high proclaiming the oracle of heaven, and an indifferent voice without any emotion is raised, and it suddenly spreads to every inch and corner of the battlefield.