Daqin: I faked my death, and the opening was exposed by the gold list

Even the god who fought against him was terrified, because the opponent's power level was obviously a lot lower than his, but he was able to match him and suppress him.

This is amazing!

But despite this.

This has little effect on the entire battlefield.

Because there are too many enemies, and there are many gods.

Zhang Sanfeng just blocked one of them.

There is no way to restore the general trend that Kyushu will lose, and such a battle is just a flash in the pan.

"Kyushu, Shaolin is here to help!"

Sudden.

Another roar resounded across the corner of the battlefield.

The nameless sweeping monk stepped forward, followed by many Shaolin disciples, including countless martial arts experts.

They rushed to the aid of this battlefield, rushed up in an instant, and fought with the enemy.

When the sweeping monk saw the tragic state of this land and saw countless sleeping soldiers in Kyushu.

His mind shook for a while, as if there was an unstoppable fire of sin burning in his heart.

"I'm late, I'm late!"

His eyes were full of blood and tears, regretting endlessly.

But he understands that this is not the time to regret.

Without hesitation, he jumped into the battle with an air of never returning.

Go straight to a Western god who is massacring Kyushu soldiers!

To know.

He has just been promoted to the myth of martial arts, but he wants to stop a western god at this moment, what a heroic scene.

But he didn't hesitate, and tried his best to entangle the other party.

Let the other party no longer be able to massacre Kyushu soldiers.

But after all, he has just been promoted to this realm, even if he crazily squeezed the potential in his body, he was still suppressed by the opponent.

After a collision.

The sweeping monk was even coughing up blood and suffered serious internal injuries.

But he did not retreat.

He has been pestering this god from the beginning to the end, not letting him have a free hand!

Thereafter.

People from the rivers and lakes continued to arrive, and without any rest, they immediately raised their weapons and rushed towards the enemy in the west.

Whether it is the Demon Sect, or Tang Sect, Mingjiao, Sun Moon God Sect and many other forces in the world.

They are all here!

They rushed into the battlefield, trying to recover from defeat.

But that's not possible.

There are too many enemies, and too many gods.

They are far inferior to each other in terms of power at the level of gods, and they can only use their lives to curb each other's progress.

But that won't stop it for long.

Maybe soon.

The gate of Kyushu will be knocked open completely, and the flames of war will burn into Kyushu.

But before all this happened.

Kyushu is still trying its best to resist, and they will fight to the end!

The Daxue Dragon Cavalry Army with more than [-] people only has more than [-] people left at this moment.

They are real battlefield killers, their iron hooves can move freely among millions of troops, and they can come and go freely.

Maybe that's why.

The gods of the West had their eyes on them, and they suffered unpredictable casualties, even several commanders were killed in battle!

But what does it matter if the generals die in battle?

The rest of them are still killing the enemy!

Still charging towards the boundless enemy 100 people!

Emperor Shitian, the lord of Tianmen, is also fighting fiercely with a western god.

He is also a martial arts myth, and has been here for a long time, and he may have lived longer than these western gods.

His strength is equally tyrannical.

One person is fighting against a Western god.

But he can only do so much, it is too difficult to kill a western god.

At least he can't.

The most he can do is suppress a western master.

Demon Lord Pang Ban appeared on the battlefield.

He hated his own lack of strength, unable to stop a western god, and could only block the surging enemy's charge elsewhere.

In such a battlefield.

There are too many helplessness.

The opponent has too many gods.

In this level of collision, Kyushu suffered a big defeat, and the reason for the defeat of the front line was exactly the same.

That god-king from the west is too powerful.

His arrival also caused the balance of the battlefield to completely lean towards one side.

The soldiers of Kyushu are still dying, sleeping here with incomparable heroism.

The pace of the enemy is still advancing towards Kyushu.

Everyone on the battlefield is fighting together.

But Kyushu can see no hope at all.

They see no hope of recovering from this defeat!

But even if there is no hope.

They too will fight to the death.

Fight to the end! .

Chapter 223 Here I Come!I will turn the tide of battle!I will push everything sideways!

On the battlefield, the flames of war soared into the sky.

Blood is like the only main color in this land.

It was full of sharp blood as soon as it entered the eyes, and there were fragments of armor floating on the blood-red river, and corpses fell in a pool of blood.

Numerous soldiers in Kyushu still fought forward fearlessly, trying to stop the enemy from advancing.

With the support of many knights in the rivers and lakes.

Kyushu's defeat has improved somewhat.

But it just slowed down the rout.

The enemy is too powerful, the Kyushu soldiers are still losing their lives, and they are still using their lives to block the opponent's progress.

But this is just the last madness.

Judging from the current situation.

Kyushu's defeat is only a matter of time.

People seem to have seen that the gate of Kyushu has been knocked open, and these enemies from the west have exhausted the land of Kyushu, burning, killing and looting everywhere.

Maybe it's because I don't want to see it.

Thousands of Kyushu soldiers will fight to the death, still trying to prevent all this from happening.

on the battlefield.

The incomparably tragic horns sounded all over the place, and the humming sound echoed all around, refusing to disperse for a long time.

Everyone from Kyushu.

Still fighting bloody battles, fighting bloody battles.

"It's useless, it's all in vain. If you continue to fight, the only thing waiting for you is death!"

A western god was advancing on the battlefield, his eyes were full of coldness and awe.

"Heh, so what if we resisted us for so long, it will be broken after all, this land will still crawl under our feet after all!"

Another western god snorted coldly.

On this land, they encountered unprecedented resistance and difficulties.

The many main gods not only couldn't help each other, but they were unable to move an inch in this line of defense for more than three months, and suffered heavy losses.

Even Ares, the god of war, is dead.

Until Zeus, king of the gods, came.

Only then did they make a major breakthrough and successfully continue to advance to the Kyushu region.

After completely smashing this line of defense.

They will launch a war of conquest, conquer every part of the land ahead, and let everyone in the land ahead prostrate at their feet.

Countless people in Kyushu groaned in their hearts.

They didn't want to see that scene, and they didn't want to see their hometown and homeland burned by the flames of war.

But they have tried their best.

They have been unable to restore all this, and can only use their last strength to stop the enemy, even if they are smashed to pieces.

the other side.

The land of the gods.

The fighting here is extremely fierce.

Because both sides are strong in the realm of gods, their strength has far surpassed ordinary people, and it is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"It's all about resisting in the corner!"

God King Zeus snorted coldly, the spear of punishment in his hand condensed, bursting out with supreme power, and defeated the three great gods with rolling thunder.

Not long after.

With the spear of divine punishment, it pierced through the chest and heart of Qinglong Shenjun Feng Qingyang!

Feng Qingyang spat out blood, thumped back a few steps, his movements seemed to have become extremely slow.

He fell powerlessly to the ground.

The whistling wind seemed to grow louder, and the vision in front of him was slowly blurring.

The shouts of the surrounding soldiers became weaker and weaker.

There was a big hole in his heart, and the tyrannical lightning force was still circulating around the wound.