I just want to practice

A group of reckless fools who don't even have a master!

Why? !

"I do not believe!!"

The huge sense of gap brought strong shame, which turned into monstrous anger.

This arrogance of the Xiaoqian ruler of the Shura tribe burst out with the most radiant power in his life, and plunged headlong into the incomparably eye-catching black spot in the red sea.

then……

There's no after that.

The moment of collision.

He felt like he had fallen into a crazily running meat grinder, and the small thousand worlds in his body were instantly shattered.

The Immortal Law that once made him proud was brutally destroyed, and his body was smashed into countless pieces, and he was involved in the violent torrent of flesh and blood, which once again added a bit of power to the Black Xuan Army.

However, the Heixuan army who instantly destroyed a Shura ruler, Tianjiao, did not have any emotional fluctuations. To them, it was as normal as crushing a bedbug to death.

"Change, Xuanwu!!"

The voice of the leader of the Black Xuan Army spread in all directions, and the orders of the Black Xuan Army officers and soldiers were ordered to stop, and the aura changed at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, the killing machine withdrew its sharpness and fangs, and turned into an indestructible god-walled iron bucket, like an indestructible basalt. I let the enemy bombard me indiscriminately, and I didn't move at all.

"Target confirmed, kill!"

Rumble!

The next moment, following the commander of the Heixuan army, he locked on the masters of Xiaoqian in the army of the Shura tribe.

Boom boom boom!

The black basalt went berserk in an instant, moving its limbs, trampling mountains and rivers, arbitrarily pretending to crush a Dao king Shura, bringing a storm of flesh and blood, like a black lightning, instantly falling in front of several Xiaoqian masters.

"Don't think about it!!"

The Xiaoqian masters of the Shura tribe turned pale, and they were a little frightened. With a roar, they sacrificed various defensive treasures and life-saving magical powers, turning them into bright diamond iron shields.

"Change, vibrate the knife!"

Facing the tortoise shell, the commander of the Heixuan army didn't even frown, and instantly had a way to deal with it.

With an order, the Xuanwu formation transformed rapidly, turning into a black blade that seemed to be stationary but oscillating at an unimaginable frequency, cutting through the universe and slashing down fiercely.

"Do not!!"

Bang!

As soon as the screams started, they were submerged in the boiling battlefield, and a few puffs of blood mist exploded. The Black Xuan army had already gone away and locked on the target again.

This is just a corner of the battlefield.

Facing the Shura army, not only the Heixuan army, but also more than a dozen other fierce warriors of the Martial Arts also broke out with an extremely strong combat power that made the Shura clan terrified.

"I am the master of Zhongqian, ranking on the Shura Clan's Tianjiao list..."

scoff!

As soon as a Tianjiao of the Shura tribe in the middle thousand master realm roared angrily, he was torn in half by a few big men like iron towers like purgatory diamonds.

"Just relying on you guys..."

boom!

An old man driving a war boat just looked at the oncoming Pingtian Army martial arts armor and let out a sound of disdain, when he was blasted into powder by the World Exterminating Energy Pillar.

"Kill! Boys, today is the day to make contributions..."

Click!

As soon as a general of the Shura tribe swung his sword and shouted, he was killed by black lightning that fell from the sky.

rumbling...

A calamity cloud of thousands of catastrophes shrouded the battlefield, rolling thunder bursts, and howling winds, bringing down countless catastrophes. With a slight shake, an unknown number of Shuras turned into pus water torches. The scalp is numb.

"Find the way to break the formation quickly, or we will all die inside!"

"My body is shattering, my soul is withering, and Dao Ji is rotting... No, I don't want to die, save me!"

"Damn it, how did these reckless people do it? Our last method of breaking the formation is no longer effective!"

……

In the other corner of the battlefield, the Nine-Twisting Yellow River Formation, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, the Ten-Dimensional Annihilation Formation... all kinds of trapping and killing formations from the prehistoric, or Wu Dao's own research are unfolded.

For a time, layers of time and space turned into a deep maze of killing and robbery, with evil spirits billowing in it, black haze filling the sky, thunder strikes, death energy gushing out everywhere, and silence permeating the air.

Countless Shura armies were trapped in the purgatory of the labyrinth, like headless flies, howling endlessly, with every breath, an unknown number of Shuras died, it was too horrible to look at.

Martial arts are the best at conquest, and the army naturally cannot do without the help of various traps and large formations. Coupled with the prehistoric background of looting in the era of Kaitian, under the study and improvement of generations of warriors, the chaff was removed and the chaff was kept, and the complexity was simplified.

Up to now, these large formations have been improved for countless generations, and every time they are deployed, there are new changes. The enemy can't break it quickly, so they can only keep filling it with their lives, and find a way to break the situation at an extremely heavy price.

"Kill kill kill!"

Heads rolled, corpses filled the sky, and the sound of killing pierced the sky.

Chi Xiaotian completely turned into a giant meat grinder, and at every moment, countless creatures were ruthlessly killed, and their lives disappeared.

On this huge battlefield of shopping between the two worlds.

Not to mention the true emperor of the five palaces, the ordinary Taoist kings have become ants, even the masters are constantly falling, and the blood gushing out is about to form a vast ocean, which is indescribably tragic.

Although there are only a dozen or so remaining troops on the side of the Martial Arts, and their numbers are vastly different from those of the Shura Clan, they have erupted with unimaginable ferocity.

At the moment of fighting, they seemed to be unsheathed blades of annihilation, chopping fiercely on the Shura army again and again. Unbelievably gained the upper hand.

"die!!"

The deepest part of the battlefield.

Luo Qingcang's halberd pierced through the air, with boundless power, and directly nailed a master of the Shura tribe into the void, and the blood that erupted flooded the endless mountains and rivers.

"Don't get entangled with them, our goal is those who are close to the way!"

With a low growl, Luo Qingcang led the twelve warriors at the peak of the god king, like meteors that destroyed the world, savagely broke through the blockade of the army, and rushed towards the deepest point.

There were frequent reports of victories on the battlefield, but Luo Qingcang did not feel happy because, he knew, it was only short-lived.

Without him, the high-end combat power of the Shura clan dispatched this time is really too much!

The battle between extraordinary beings is never based on numbers, but on the game between the top combat forces!

Although the more than ten fierce armies of martial arts seem unstoppable now, they even have the upper hand.

But their shortcomings are also very obvious, that is, the number is too small!

Under the siege of a large number of Shura clan masters, no matter how fierce they are, they are destined to fall into a state where they are overwhelmed with two fists, exhausted in defense, and unable to move an inch.

The longer the battle drags on, the more dangerous it will be for the martial arts side!

Therefore, they must make a quick decision and quickly kill the high-end combat power of the Shura clan.

Otherwise, no matter how brave their army is, it will be a rotten tree that will collapse at the touch of an absolute force.

Due to the great ability to fight in the void, they cannot intervene in the battle situation below, so for martial arts, the only ones who can affect the battle situation among the Shura clan are the close ones!

And Luo Qingcang, the thirteen remaining hundred kings of Wushen Mountain, shouldered the important task of crossing the border and beheading those who are close to the way among thousands of armies!

Hundred Kings of Valkyrie Mountain!

Not specifically referring to a certain 100 people.

Rather, in each era, Mo Jietian will select from countless martial arts, and focus on cultivating a hundred ultimate life-killing weapons!

Each of them was sent to Wushen Mountain when they were young children, and they were taught and nurtured by the elders and even the ancestor gods.

It is also the way of martial arts, but these 100 people are taking the ultimate path of killing, and they are practicing all kinds of appalling killing techniques.

They spend every day in the various killing worlds created by the elders, without the warmth of family members, let alone love and love, once they die, they are really dead, and new people will immediately make up for them .

What's more stringent is that every realm of these 100 people must be polished to the point where they can't advance, they are absolutely invincible in the same realm, and they can cross the border to kill the enemy. Only then will the elders allow them to break through. will also be ruthlessly eliminated.

And when a hundred kings become emperors.

They will be thrown into the Asura battlefield immediately, and they will become the aces of martial arts against the Asura clan. They will dedicate their lives to the battlefield until they all die in battle, and then the next generation of kings will take over.

In fact, it's not just the Hundred Kings of Wushen Mountain.

On the battlefield, even the most ordinary soldier has grown up step by step in various extreme environments, it is not an exaggeration to say that he grew up in purgatory.

Perhaps this sounds cruel.

But, it is this cruel way.

That's why the Hundred Kings of Wushen Mountain became the nightmare of countless Shura Clan. For hundreds of years, countless top talents of the Shura Clan died in their hands. For a time, the Shura Tianjiao became frightened after hearing the name of the Hundred Kings!

It is this cruel training method that enables every martial arts officer to be one against ten, ten against one hundred, and an army is invincible!

If Mo Jietian cultivated his juniors in the way of cultivating flowers in a greenhouse, let alone the present, the nine days of the first era after the opening of the sky would be completely crushed by the Shura clan!

therefore.

In order to survive, they have no choice.

Be ruthless to the enemy, you must be even more ruthless to yourself!

249 The Death of a Hundred Kings

And Luo Qingcang and the other twelve god kings peak martial arts are the only remaining hundred kings of the Wushen Mountain in this generation.

In the past era, they beheaded and killed countless self-proclaimed invincible and supreme Shura tribe Tianjiao monsters.

Similarly, they also paid a heavy price. Among the former hundred kings, only 13 remained after killing them.

If there is no accident, the last 13 of them will end up in the same way as the hundred kings of all dynasties, and they will all be buried in the battlefield forever.

However, Luo Qingcang didn't care about it at all.

What fear is, he has long forgotten.

He couldn't remember what grief was, he only knew that when the last brother died, they all saw off with a smile.

The only thing he cares about.

He was afraid that he would die too quickly, and he would not be able to kill enough Shura Clan geniuses, so that he would have no face to meet his brothers underground.

Boom! !

Mind ups and downs.

Luo Qingcang and the twelve hundred kings had already arrived at the deepest part of the Shura clan's army. The moment they landed, the sky shook, and a sea of ​​blood shot up into the sky.

"Eldest brother, it seems that they came prepared this time."

Beside Luo Qingcang, a stunning girl with a broken arm held a black wooden sword, licked her scarlet lips, her face was flushed uncontrollably, and her eyes were full of excitement.

Huhuhu~

The wind was violent, and the clothes were flying.

Luo Qingcang squinted and looked around.

The Shura battlefield, which was originally crowded with people, was completely empty.

The universe moved like a big shift, and everyone appeared in a dark universe where the black wind was billowing.

There was silence.

The stars do not exist.

Death is everywhere.

feet.

It was a bronze battle platform that stretched to the end of the universe, every inch was soaked in blood, exuding an extremely tragic aura.

This bronze battle platform seems to be a colosseum that has existed forever. It has experienced countless bloody battles and buried an unknown number of monstrous supreme beings. Up to now, there are still vague and unwilling wailing echoes.

"Don't worry, this is not a trapped killing formation."

When Luo Qingcang and others were on alert.