Batian Martial Soul

Xiao Chen looked at the battle situation at this time and kept it calm, so he did not release the Tyrant Martial Spirit to resolve the battle because he felt that there would be a greater crisis later.

At this time, it was a scene of melee, and the two sides were fighting inextricably.

Under the sunlight, the swords and swords flickered, reflecting this gorgeous stage of life and death battle.Every warrior stands proudly on the battlefield, their eyes full of determination and expectation.

The bamboo forest swayed in the wind, as if cheering for the battle.The weapons in the hands of the warriors are like poisonous snakes and fangs of giant bears, sharp and cold.

Their bodies are strong and strong, like wild leopards shuttling through the jungle, fast and flexible.The warriors' clothes fluttered in the wind, and their figures looked taller and more powerful in the sunlight.

The mountains and rivers were silent in the distance, as if the melee was just a scene in an ink painting.The mountains are like a huge screen, isolating this fighting world from the outside world.The water was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the figures of the warriors, like swords ready to strike.

The lights of swords and shadows intertwined, and the figures of the warriors danced on the battlefield.Their swords split the air like thunder, making a shocking sound.

Blood splattered, making people's bones tremble, but the warriors had no intention of backing down. The more they fought, the braver they became.

On this crazy battlefield, the roars of warriors, the clash of swords, and the whistling of bamboo forests and mountains and rivers intertwined to form a heroic symphony.Every moment is full of tension and excitement, and every attack carries fatal danger.

Despite the fierce battle, the warriors' bodies remained as tall as pine trees, and their eyes remained as firm as iron.

Even in the face of life and death threats, they showed no fear. They used their weapons as pens and their bodies as paper to draw thrilling pictures in this melee.

The muted color tone contrasts sharply with this brutal battle scene.The warmth of the sun, the softness of the bamboo forest, and the tranquility of the mountains and rivers all form a strong contrast with the swordsmen's resolute and bloody battles.

This contrast makes people feel the fierceness and cruelty of this battle more deeply.

At this moment, something changed on the battlefield.

A black shadow suddenly appeared from outside the formation, turned into a black lightning, and rushed towards Ling Yuantu.

puff!
Ling Yuantu had no time to react, and was pierced by this black lightning through his body. Fortunately, he avoided the vital point at the critical moment and avoided death.

But at this moment, everyone was shocked.

The person who took action was wearing a strange mask with a unicorn painted on it.

The most frightening thing is that this person's strength is not inferior to Ling Yuantu or Feixue.

Another thing is that the dagger he holds in his hand is also the magic weapon of reincarnation.

This confused many people.

When did the Samsara Divine Weapon become so worthless?
There are so many.

You must know that in the past, there were only five pieces of the Samsara Divine Weapon, all of which were in the hands of the founder.

"Haha, Ling Yuantu, you will definitely lose today. There is no need to fight stubbornly. I think you might as well surrender."

Seeing that Ling Yuantu was injured, Fei Xue's attack became sharper, and the rays of the magic sword enveloped Ling Yuantu.

The masked man was not idle either. The two of them attacked, clearly suppressing Ling Yuantu and gaining a huge advantage.

At this pace, Ling Yuantu will be defeated in a few minutes.

"Hmph, do you think I'm not prepared?"

With a cold snort, Ling Yuantu actually threw out a picture.

A dozen figures flew out of the painting.

They are also all Nine Tribulation Kings.

And the most terrifying thing is that everyone has the magic weapon of reincarnation, and everyone is extremely powerful.

"The remnants of the doomsday!"

Fei Xue couldn't help but show excitement when he saw these sixteen people.

Logically speaking, he should be scared or panicked, but his face was filled with excitement, and he had no idea what he was thinking.

"Ling Yuantu, you really have to invite these remnants of the doomsday. These people are actually willing to help you. That's great. Now, we can finally realize the plan, Qi!" Fei Xue laughed, and the formation suddenly noticed changes. .

Blood-red chains stretched out from the formation and pounced on the sixteen people.

It seems that I have been waiting for this moment to arrive.

The sixteen warriors were extremely powerful. They realized something was wrong and hurriedly resisted.

But even if they blocked one chain after another, there were too many chains, and they were still penetrated by those chains and then restrained.

In just a moment, Ling Yuantu's reinforcements were all trapped.

"This is impossible!"

Ling Yuantu's expression changed drastically.

He had already made preparations, but he did not expect that these preparations would be of no avail and would be instantly disintegrated at this moment.

"Haha, nothing is impossible. Do you think that the formation we set up is just to trap you? You think too highly of yourselves. These remnants of the doomsday are the prey we want!"

Fei Xue sneered and said: "Okay, speed up the fight and don't waste time. They have no helpers anymore."

"Yes!"

Everyone shouted in unison, and the next moment, the combat power of the Nine Tribulation Kings increased dramatically, with the lowest ones more than doubling.

A strange line appeared on their foreheads, which looked like a shrunken unicorn with a blood-red mark.

As the combat power surged, many warriors on Ling Yuantu's side were unable to stop them, and their clones were destroyed one after another.

When Xiao Chen saw that the situation was not good, he immediately stopped holding back and his combat power exploded instantly.

The ancient divine gun outputs wildly.

The clones of the king that could have blocked him originally had obviously increased their combat power, but they were completely unable to block them. He swept them across with a single shot, killing a dozen of them in an instant.

This fighting power is too powerful!

"Well done, Brother Ling!"

Ling Yuantu showed excitement.

There is still hope.

Xiao Chen's performance allowed him to see the possibility of victory in this battle.

At the same time, Jin Yan and Long Chen also went crazy.

One turned into a golden crow, and the other turned into a golden dragon, easily killing his opponents.

What followed was an almost one-sided massacre.

However, in just a few tens of seconds, the clones of the king on the blood-consuming side were almost completely lost, leaving only the main body.

Once the main body dies, the loss will be huge.

"Damn, how could this happen? Why are these three guys so powerful!"

Fei Xue looked at this scene in shock, completely dumbfounded, and his plan was ruined.

He originally thought that by controlling the remnants of the doomsday, the battle would be resolved, but now, they are being crushed unilaterally.

How is this good?
"Hurry and help, do you still want to watch the battle from the sidelines?"

Fei Xue became anxious and shouted.

The next moment, twelve more black-clothed warriors wearing unicorn masks joined the battle formation.The strength of each of them is not inferior to that of Ling Yuantu and Fei Xue. The key is that each of them also has the Samsara Divine Weapon in their hands. (End of chapter)