Global Reincarnation: I know all the plots

The golden core stage is at the outermost edge, they are cannon fodder, they cannot be without, but they are of little use.

The Nascent Soul Stage is in the middle, they are the mainstay, and they can control the battle situation at special moments.

The core position is a dozen distraction periods, and their victory or defeat determines the distribution of Bianhua.

Angels, demons, fallen angels, saints, berserkers...

It's hard to beat!

"Dirty and humble dark creature, die!"

An angel wearing eight white wings shouted angrily, holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and rushed towards a demon with horns.

In Fengdu City, a place shrouded in yin, Angel's strength was suppressed to a great extent.

But as messengers of light and followers of Jehovah God, the angels never flinched, but became even crazier.

Countless years of hatred have continued to this day, and it has long been a situation of endless death.

Holy Heaven and Purgatory Demon Tower, unless one side is completely wiped out, the war will never stop.

Coupled with the fact that the temples of the gods and the extreme ice and snow are also secretly attacking the fallen angels and demons, they will not retreat even more.

"By the way, should we slip away first?"

A silver saint with a palpitating expression on his face. He was smashed down by a lot of magic just now. Although he wouldn't die, the madness was too scary.

"I made a big mistake, this group of black and white birdmen are already crazy, hurry up and run away, if you don't run away, it will be too late!"

Hearing his words, several saint fighters next to him uttered strange screams, turned around and turned into streamers to flee.

All kinds of light magic and dark magic are thrown like money, thanks to the saint warrior's resistance to energy, otherwise he will die in one round.

Not only that, but these guys' melee combat ability is not bad either.

Just now, a demon bit off the neck of an angel, and was cut in half by another angel.

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, not to mention the thousands of years of feud.

The noble and holy angels and the stern and serious fallen angels are all no different from animals at this moment.

Use magic to bombard first, and then fight in close quarters.

Hitting and hitting, his meowing turned into biting and scratching.

These holy fighters and berserkers are not afraid of anyone one-on-one, but they are a bit weak in group battles.

Can't beat at all!

The brutal fight lasted for a long time, and in the thick yin energy, clusters of soul energy turned into seeds, luring the Bianhua to bloom continuously.

Wave after wave, stubble after stubble, Bianhua flowers spring up like mushrooms, decorating the bare Wangchuan Riverside with blood-red costumes.

Delicate and glamorous, seductive.

And behind it, there is a bitter murderous intent.

"Goose father, goose father, all goose fathers!"

"Whoever robs will die!"

"..."

Seeing the Bianhua flowers bloom, everyone's eyes turned red.

After three times of transformation, Xu Long's soul has already reached the unimaginable level of these alien races.

The influence of Bianhua on the mind and spirit is like a breeze blowing on the face, almost without feeling.

But for these alien races, it seems to be the deadliest poison.

Everyone went crazy, not only the angels in the holy heaven, the demons in the tower of purgatory, and the fallen angels, but also the holy warriors in the temples and the berserkers in the ice and snow realm.

The bank of the Wangchuan River, which was already fiercely fought, was completely turned into a meat grinder, blood was flying everywhere, and bones were everywhere.

Feathers, goat horns, cloth parts, muscles...

The number of deaths of alien races is increasing rapidly, and the number of Bianhua flowers blooming is also increasing, becoming more and more colorful.

Chapter 466 The Change of Wangchuan River

With the current number of Bana flowers, everyone who is alive can get more than three plants on average.

However, everyone was confused and their eyes were completely red-eyed.

Anyone who dares to approach will be attacked by other monks of other races.

Don't say it's just the distraction period, even the fusion period can't stop the fire of so many people.

Under such circumstances, a strange situation has formed.

The blood of countless people killed flowed into rivers, but no one snatched the Bianhua flowers, but let them sway in the impact of energy.

clap clap clap!

puff puff!

Ahhhhh!

Mmmmmmm!

oh oh oh!

A series of chaotic sounds continued to sound, and several berserkers were blasted into the dry Wangchuan River by magic.

"The other side of the flower!"

The berserker's face was full of ecstasy, and he rushed over like crazy.

However, the moment they just got up, the expressions on their faces suddenly froze, and then slowly sank.

There was no struggle, no roar, and it disappeared without a sound.

Such a strange thing happened in front of my eyes, but no one noticed.

All the alien races were so jealous that they couldn't care about anything else.

The monks died one by one, and the flowers on the other side of the Wangchuan River bloomed one after another.