Knock knock!

The war drums shook the sky, and the remnants of the gods and demons rushed forward, led by a big striker, and directly killed the past, wanting to tear a hole from the outside.

"Kill!"

With a long roar, it forcibly raised morale, and gathered a momentum, the momentum of the big striker climbed, and the gathered power came in a steady stream, and the attack power was comparable to that of an ordinary first-class emperor.

The remaining remnants of the gods and demons also numbered as many as 90,000, although most of them were wounded, but once they broke out, the gathered strength was not weak, and the outbreak attack could be comparable to that of an ordinary emperor.

Boom Boom!

It's bombarding both inside and outside, attacking only in one place, and if it continues, it will definitely be able to tear a hole.

Liu Heng frowned, he didn't understand this truth, if he let the magic fir escape, it would be difficult to trap it again, and whether he could win or not was a problem.

"You can't let that emperor escape, an emperor is a living big killer, and you can't prevent it. ”

Liu Heng's eyes narrowed, and the army was resisting the attacks from the outside on the one hand, and suppressing the Demon Fir on the other, but because of the internal and external attacks, the army was obviously a little overwhelmed.

"We can't wait, and we can put the army below the holy level into battle. ”

As soon as he thought of this, Liu Heng's command flag swayed, and immediately, the drum of a war drum changed, and the hundreds of troops who did not move suddenly formed a battle formation and entered the battle.

Although there is no saint-level existence in the hundreds of armies, it is better than a large number of people, and with the blessing of so many people, it can still increase the combat effectiveness by two percent.

With two more percent of the combat strength, it can still stabilize the battle and fight an evenly matched, however, if the battle continues for a long time, the army below the holy level will definitely not be able to hold on, and once the energy in the body is exhausted, it will be unable to fight again.

"Three hours, at most three hours. Liu Heng was secretly anxious, but it didn't help, and then, he said to the three old antiques who protected him: "Senior, don't protect me, I think no one will come to assassinate, so please go and contain the 90,000 troops, if you can attack and kill, it will be the best." ”

The three old antiques looked at each other, looked around the situation, and made sure that no one could come to assassinate them, so they said, "No problem!"

The three old antiques are the strongest under the eight puppet emperors, otherwise they will not come to protect Liu Heng, if the three of them join forces, they will definitely be able to kill a puppet emperor, and it will not be a problem to drag down the army of 90,000.

After walking the three old antiques, Liu Heng was still not at ease, and there was always a crisis in his heart.

Silently pondering, the command flag in his hand is also swaying, commanding the battle, and using it for two purposes.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a terrible roar came from the top of the sky, and if the battle of the great army could still stand, then the battle above was fierce.

Thirty old antiques had the upper hand against the two Saint Venerables, but they were also tragic, almost all of them were wounded, their bodies were stained red with blood, and the blood flowed endlessly, but they were still impacting, and the Blood Moon and the Saint Venerables were all mutilated, if they were given some more time, they would definitely be able to win.

Boom Boom!

The battle was white-hot, and when it was time to fight hard, the victory or defeat of the Shengzun battlefield was already obvious, but the battle of the First Emperor was not very optimistic, especially the Split Chen Puppet Emperor, who had been beaten and wounded, and was forced to lift the state of unity of man and sword.

"Kill!"

Emperor Jihe pursued strongly, wanting to kill the puppet emperor in one fell swoop.

Without the state of unity of man and sword, the strength of the Split Chen Puppet Emperor has dropped a lot, however, after such a long battle, the momentum on Emperor Jihe's body has been eliminated and his strength has been restored, plus he is also injured, and his strength is only stronger than that of Split Chen.

However, it is the strong one that can decide the victory and defeat and kill the enemy.

As an emperor, Ji He is also experienced in a hundred battles, so he is naturally powerful, and his attacks are instantaneous and murderous.

"If you want to kill me, you also need to pay the price, slash!"

Splitting Chen wielded the pseudo-emperor soldier who emitted a scorching light, turning into a great sword, slashing down, the void exploded, and the space shattered.

Wow –

The sword broke out, the sword aura was pervasive, indestructible, tearing and obstructing, killing the Emperor Jihe.

"Dying and struggling!" Emperor Jihe snorted coldly, and the imperial sword in his hand slashed with terrifying Dili.

Thundered!

The two knives collided, the sky shattered, the sword roared in the galaxy, and the sky was trembling, which affected several other battlefields, and they forced their opponents back, stopped attacking for a short time, and looked over there, which was the battlefield that decided the outcome of the battle.

In this war, only one place is needed to divide the winner and loser, and there will be help, and if there is no accident, the winner and loser will already be divided.

The powerhouses of the gods and demons showed faint smiles, while the powerhouses of the Qiankun Continent clenched their fists, and the murderous intent was permeated.

Immediately, they attacked angrily, they knew that Split Chen should be killed, and if they didn't fight to kill a Saint Venerable, they would definitely be in danger.

"Kill, die without regrets!"

Thirty old antiques fought hard, except for the battlefield of Split Chen, this is the battlefield where the winner is most likely to be separated.

Blood stained the void red, and the thirty old antiques fought desperately, just to win a glimmer of life, and the two saints who killed were so frightened that they had to burn the source of life.

However, the thirty old antiques already had the intention of mortality, and none of them were reserved, and at the same time ignited the origin, improved their combat effectiveness, and wanted to forcibly kill a saint venerable, and strive to kill one before the defeat of Split Chen, so that they could control the situation of the battle.

Boom Boom!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

One attack after another fell, one after another divine powers were struck, the entire heaven and earth trembled, the sky dome was shattered, and endless torrents surged, drowning time and space.

Poof-

At this time, Split Chen was knocked away again, blood spilled into the void, blood mist filled the air, igniting the void, and the violent energy hit the heavens and the earth, and the light soared into the sky.

Wow!

Emperor Jihe pursued strongly, broke through the void with one sword, fell strongly, and Split Chen forcibly reversed his body and blocked with a horizontal knife.

Sonorous!

The pseudo-emperor knife was cut off, after all, it did not evolve into the emperor knife, it was a step worse, it was cut into two, and the split Chen was also slashed from the left chest to the navel by the tip of the emperor knife, and blood flowed sideways.

Touch!

Enduring the severe pain, Split Chen swept with one leg and kicked Emperor Jihe, and he was also flying upside down, and his intestines could be thrown out on the way.

Ahem!

Split Chen coughed up blood, seeing that his intestines did not change color in the slightest, he just grabbed it, pressed it into his stomach, sealed the wound, and raised his hand to take a picture of the other severed knife that fell quickly.

Seeing his war knife broken in two, Split Chen's eyes flashed with a different emotion, and his hands gently stroked, and then, a cold light burst out of his eyes.

Poof-

Emperor Jihe also vomited blood and flew upside down, but this kick fell firmly on his chest, and his inner bow was broken.

Immediately afterwards, he stabilized his body, with a murderous face, frantically gathering strength, wanting to kill Split Chen with a single sword.

The sword aura was pervasive, filling the void, and the avenue of the sword manifested, dragging out a shocking sword ray, and the momentum was terrifying.

In the face of this mortal blow, Split Chen knew that he couldn't stop it, and roared in the sky.

"Old friends, goodbye, if there is an afterlife, we will fight side by side again. ”

The voice of sorrow spread, swept into the nine heavens, and spread throughout the entire Qiankun Continent, everyone could hear it clearly, and no one felt sad, secretly clenched their fists, and burst into tears.

"Kill!"

Thirty old antiques are already crazy, they are people of the same era as Split Chen, they survived by luck, billions of years of friendship, how can they not be sad, they just want to kill the two saints, or go to save people.

However, they will go crazy, and the two Holy Venerables will also go crazy, and they will also fight back desperately, he knows that he only needs to hold out for a while, and reinforcements will come, and at that time, they will live, and thirty people will die.

The threat of death can often stimulate the potential infinitely, the two saints are crazy, all kinds of secret techniques erupt, enhance their attack power, defense, and there is only one thought in their minds, and they can live if they stick to it.

"Take care!" Seeing the madness of his old friends, he was satisfied, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he looked at the mountains and rivers he was guarding.

Billions of years ago, he also guarded this piece of mountains and rivers, this is the heavenly court, where their home is, and he did everything to protect it, killing countless ancestors and comrades-in-arms without complaint or regret.

Now, it is also to protect this piece of mountains and rivers, but this time it is different, he needs to protect it with his life, and after this time, he can no longer protect his homeland.

At the last glance, sweeping over thousands of rivers and mountains, Split Chen smiled, smiling very happily, but his face was full of tears and blood, dripping down his cheeks together.

"I want to live for hundreds of millions of years and send you back to the Flood Continent, but unfortunately, I am not capable after all, however, as a dead body, my soul is not gone, how can it be a desperate situation, what is the use of leaving this broken body?"

Split Chen let out an unwilling roar, and immediately, he grabbed the two severed knives with both hands, and roared up to the sky: "The essence blood is the fire, the flesh is the material, and the battle spirit is the spirit, and the emperor sword is forged." ”

Wow –

Rumble!

The blood boiled, burning instantly, smelting everything, and Split Chen's body, including the two broken knives, burned instantly, melted into a liquid state, suspended in the void, and emitted this extremely demonic light.

"No ......"

Thirty old antiques roared, and the old antiques in the army below were also sad, attacking with tears and grief, and the magic fir that fought was defeated and retreated.

Unfortunately, they couldn't pull out to support, and they watched Crack Chen burn, and they couldn't feel the breath of Crack Chen, leaving only a cloud of molten iron.

Emperor Jihe frowned and stopped attacking, he originally thought that Split Chen would fight to the death, but found that there seemed to be nothing left except a cloud of molten iron.

Emperor Nian pervaded, scanning the void and probing the molten iron, but there was no reaction, and there was no dangerous aura.

Ahh

At this moment, Blood Moon let out a terrible scream that resounded through the starry sky, and half of her body was shattered, and if she struck another blow, she would definitely die.

"Give me death!" an old antique desperately wants to kill the Blood Moon, and slashes it down with a sword, intending to harvest the head.

However, at this critical moment, Emperor Jihe came across the void, raised his hand is a palm, and shook off the old antiques.

Burst!

The old antique spurted blood and flew upside down, returning to the camp, with a look of chagrin, he was only close to killing the other party, and even if Emperor Jihe came at that time, they would be able to maintain a balance, and when the winners and losers were determined elsewhere, they would not be so passive.

"Thank you Emperor Jihe for saving me!" Blood Moon hurriedly thanked him, his face pale and bleeding.

"You're welcome, you can heal your wounds first, and I'll deal with them. Emperor Jihe said.

"Give me a quarter of an hour to fix my injuries and then finish them all. Blood Moon didn't refuse, and went to heal his wounds.

Emperor Jihe nodded, and directly faced the fifteen old antiques, and the Shuzhu on the other side was also fighting to the death with the fifteen old antiques.

The battle continued, and no one cared about the battlefield of Emperor Jihe before, and the molten iron was wriggling and forming automatically.