Let every drop of blood, flowing fiery, bright red!

The great battle in the gate of heaven is still going on, and from time to time someone is seriously injured and falls, and there is a dilemma of life and death!

Zhao Wucheng's eyes turned blood-red, whether it was the Five Elements Stacking Killing Array or the Seven Star Array, it was indeed possible to narrow the gap with the strong with the formation, but the degree of this narrowing was insignificant in the face of the gap in the Mahayana period.

The destructive power of Mahayana is too great, and some Seventh-Order early stage demonic beasts can't fight against them at all.

Looking at the formations that were torn apart one by one, and the demonic beasts that were killed and injured in an instant, Zhao Wuyan's heart was full of pain.

These people, they can call their names, they are all brothers who drink and howl together!

Now that you are dying here, how can you not make people's hearts ache!

The tiger will be beaten into the main body, the blood is flowing all over, and the bloody mouth is still biting an arm, no matter how the Mahayana monk in front of him beats, and even the tiger general has a small sword stuck in his head, he still does not let go.

The seventh-order demonic beasts on the side were even more stimulated and tyrannical, fighting each other with their lives one by one, fighting with their lives.

The Mahayana monk who was restrained in one arm, after killing more than 20 demonic beasts, was finally injured in the thigh by a demonic beast!

The tiger general even bit off the arm of the Mahayana monk, and the Mahayana monk was eaten by a group of demonic beasts in an instant of pain!

After the tiger general transformed, he pulled out the short sword on his head, and a wisp of blood slowly flowed out, flowing from his cheek to his mouth. The tiger general stuck out his tongue and licked the blood, and shouted gloomily: "Brothers, kill them for me!"

"Roar!"

The tiger general struck again, tore apart the Heavenly Court Merge Monk, and led people to face another Mahayana monk!

One by one, the griffin beasts fell, and a griffin beast exchanged death for a moment of warplane, and Shi Mo, who was already a bloody man, seized the opportunity, and his claws stabbed the Mahayana monk like a dagger, and before he could break the defense, he was hit by the two palms of the Mahayana monk, and a mouthful of blood sprayed directly on the face of the Mahayana monk.

The blood is hot or spicy.

"My eyes!"

The Mahayana monk didn't understand why Shimo's blood was spicy, and one eye instantly closed.

But for the Great Monk, the perception of the divine soul is far stronger than the perception of the eyes, and the burning of one eye does not affect the combat effectiveness.

But a piercing griffin neighed directly caused the Mahayana monk to lose his mind for a moment, and his heart flew out as soon as his chest hurt! The Mahayana monk Yuan Ying had just left his body, and the almost condensed Yuan Ying just wanted to cast a spell, but he saw a pair of cold daggers!

"Kill Lao Tzu!"

Shi Mo glanced at his brother who died under the mountain peak, and led people to fight wildly!

The speed of the Nether Leopard is extremely strong, but it is still difficult to resist the poisonous hands of the Mahayana monks, not to mention, dodging and moving, it is not suitable for team battles! In this kind of team battle, the emphasis is on the strong fighting!

If it weren't for the battle formation and the support of his brothers, Leopard Chen might not be able to hold on.

But even so, the battle was fierce. Leopard Chen's figure was like lightning, and he shouted: "Five groups, on!"

Five groups of five people, five people and five knives, five knives out but all broken.

The sword swept over, and five groups were hit hard.

Almost instantly, the sixth group came madly, no matter the cost!

If we can't stop them, who will?

If I don't die, my brother will die!

At this moment, I was ignited by blood, and in my eyes, there was no fear or retreat!

Fight to the death!

Xiang Biao was pierced in the chest, and if he hadn't been through a hundred battles and dodged a little, his heart would have been pierced.

Xiang Biao's injury did not create more opportunities for others.

The Mahayana monk swept the sky, the long sword pointed at Xiang Biao, and Xiang Biao's double hammer smashed directly into the flying sword, but the moment the two hammers collided, the flying sword changed its angle strangely, avoiding the double hammer, and the sword light flashed, and it swept towards Xiang Biao's neck!

Bite!

An Emei thorn blocked the flying sword, Ziyun's long hair fell down, with a fragrance, grabbed Xiang Biao's shoulder, and said softly: "Leave it to me!"

The Mahayana monk didn't care, but Ziyun smiled very coldly.

I was just in retreat for a while, and I didn't expect that just after I got out of the customs, my home would become a battlefield!

Hehe, if you want to fight, then what do you have to say.

It's all enemies, you don't need to tell the difference, that's good.

When the horned eagle is in the air, the talent and supernatural power reappear, and the heaven and the earth change color.

Song Tianxing hurriedly took out the seven-colored lotus and the pill, and took it in one go, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth wiped and overflowed. After spitting a mouthful of blood, Song Tianxing gritted his teeth and said, "It is worthy of Mahayana, this ability is really powerful!"

With the overlord gun in hand, Song Tianxing once again turned into a god of war and fought wildly! Around, the water demon was raging, but it became a chaotic rain.

Ye Wan's figure retreated extremely much, and finally was hit in the chest by a palm, a blood stain became a poignant arc, Frost Leng flew to hug Ye Wan, but was pushed away by Ye Wan, slapped the void in front of him with a palm, and the two were knocked out again.

"Get out of here!"

Ye Wan pushed away Frost Cold, Frost Cool stood firmly beside Ye Wan, drew his sword and said, "You are my woman, I want to protect you!"

Ye Wan pulled the frost cold and said in a deep voice: "You are not his opponent, you go back!"

Shuang Leng shook his head firmly and said: "To protect a person, it is not to see if I can defeat the other party, but to see where my feet stand! Where is my heart! Wanwan, let's fight together!"

Ye Wan smiled sadly, nodded, and said gently: "It's okay, let's fight together!"

Shuang Leng smiled with a smile in his eyes, looked at the Mahayana monk who was chasing him, and said softly to Ye Wan on the side: "If you dare to stun me, I will not forgive you." ”

Ye Wan's hand stayed in mid-air, and she turned her head to see Frost Leng's gentle and firm smile.

Life and death are in the same boat, this is love.

Ye Xiaobai retreated not far away, looked at Ye Wan and Shuang Leng, glared fiercely, and shouted: "You two want to linger and go home lingering, when has this been, are you still here...... I'm X ......"

Ye Xiaobai was forced to participate in the battle.

Zi Sandalwood withdrew the flying slash, and with a casual move, a human head fell into his hand, and after a careful look, he seemed to find that the human head was a little ugly, and he threw it directly to Ye Xiaobai, and was kicked away by Ye Xiaobai.

Coincidentally, this human head landed right in front of the Mahayana monk in front of him, and he howled even more after the "third brother".

When Ye Xiaobai's figure appeared behind the other party and left, the other party was still crying.

It's just that the tears are saying goodbye.

It's just that this goodbye is very short, and in the blink of an eye, it has become a reunion.

Shaoyue stood on top of the Tongtian Pavilion and watched this battle, and Murong Zi on the side was silent.

At this point in the war, all stratagem has lost any purpose.

The number of Heavenly Court is not superior, but it is led by Mahayana monks, and its combat effectiveness is extremely strong. Although there are many seventh-order demonic beasts in Tianmen, most of them are in the early stage of the seventh order, and it is impossible to easily make up for such a huge gap in the early stage of the merger period against the early stage of Mahayana.

If you want to win, you can only sacrifice!

The price that can be sacrificed is unbearable for Tianmen!

There were some tragic wars, and only a hundred people remained after the defeat of the 5,000-strong army. This devastating attrition can be described as extremely tragic.

"Child, there are always sacrifices in war. Warriors are all killed and fought. ”

Murong Zi looked at Shaoyue's clenched hands and said vicissitudes.

"Grandpa Murong, I know the truth, but I really don't want to endure it anymore when I see these people die!"

There was a struggle in her eyes.

"If we can't endure, we must be patient, there is no place for mercy in war! We must adapt to war, adapt to death, and only in this way can we go further in the future." You must know that the war at present may only be a small storm! If you can't even survive this hurdle, then what future can you talk about?"

Murong Zi said majestically.

Ziyue deeply suppressed the pain in her heart, and her eyes swept towards Weilan Square.

The battle between Lin Qingyue and the Lord of Moshan also reached a fever pitch, and the suppression and counter-suppression of the realm appeared on the two of them from time to time, and the entire square fell into a sea of lotus fire and black fire, and the energy waves of the clash directly affected people's hearts.

"Bang bang!"

After the confrontation, Lin Qingyue fell in front of Wei Lan Pavilion, and the placket on her chest was already torn, revealing the red armor inside.

"Spirit Weapon!"

Lord Mo was a little shocked, he hadn't gotten a spiritual weapon for countless years, Lin Qingyue actually had a spiritual weapon, and it seemed that it was still a good talisman magic weapon.

Lin Qingyue swallowed the blood, her hands were superimposed, and a fire lotus slowly rose in front of herself. Standing on tiptoe, his body fell lightly into the red lotus, and he looked at Lord Mo Mountain intently, and said calmly: "Lord Mo Mountain, do you have any other ability? If you don't use it, you may not have a chance." ”

Lord Moshan raised his eyebrows, looked at Lin Qingyue and snorted coldly: "Just you? You should be at the end of the strong crossbow now, right?

Lin Qingyue's hands are divided up and down, coiled with seals, like an ancient fairy, quaint, calm, gentle, and quiet.

"I will fight to the end if I do not fall. Lord Moshan, between life and death, there is no need to pay attention to the matter of pain. ”

Looking at Lin Qingyue's eyes that did not eat fireworks, Lord Mo seemed to feel a sense of oppression, and this sense of oppression seemed to be heaven dominating mortals.

Lord Mo shook his head slightly, this was an illusion!

Lin Qingyue is just a woman in the late stage of the integration period, it is impossible to bring oppression to herself, there must be other factors! Perhaps, in this heavenly gate, there are still some unknown forces hidden!

Lord Mo looked at Lin Qingyue, who was almost settled, glanced at the Canglan Immortal Mansion behind Lin Qingyue, and decided to end all this!

With a black knife in hand, no one can stop themselves.

Lord Mo raised his sword, and the black flames on the black knife rose, and the flames turned into blades again, condensing on the blade, making the blade sharper!

The black knife is out, and the sky and the earth are dark.

The blade passed, and the black light tore through the wind.

Lord Mo believed that this blow was enough to smash all obstacles.

Zizi!

As the blade slashed down above the lotus, a shield of light blocked the blade. The speed at which the blade sank slowed down instantly.

When the blade fell three inches above Lin Qingyue's head, Lin Qingyue opened her eyes, with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Plum blossom lead senior, you just made a move." ”

Lord Moshan's eyes suddenly froze, and his divine sense suddenly felt the figure of an old woman on the left, and hurriedly drew his knife and slashed away!

Plum blossom lead!

Lord Moshan has dealt with the plum blossom lead, and even in the plum blossom lead, he was sent away cleanly without going through a round.

That is the shame of the Lord of Moshan, and it is also the fear of the Lord of Moshan!

Therefore, when he saw the figure of the plum blossom lead, the Lord of Moshan made a killing move as soon as possible, and he did not dare to have the slightest reservation!

In the face of such a peak powerhouse who wants people's lives, who dares to underestimate the enemy?

The blade fell, and the old woman was directly split.

Lord Moshan's eyes widened, looking at the dissipated figure, his eyes trembled slightly, and he shouted: "This is, the Illusory Advent Technique!"

"You actually know the Illusory Advent Technique, yes, this is my prize, when the fire lotus blooms, pick the bonus with your bare hands!"

Lin Qingyue's figure was hidden in the flames of the fire lotus, and a slender jade hand reached out.