I have an altar of luck

Kill!

A total of millions of troops below turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with evil spirits soaring into the sky, and the cloudless void quickly transformed into a world-ending cloud covering the sky during the fight.

The Yangshen Zhenjun standing at the top of the rivers and lakes, and the demon saint at the top of the southern border, each showed their most powerful strength and cards, and only wanted to kill each other.

Everyone knew very well that this was a racial war, and they didn't back off. The monster race had no intention of confronting the human race at all, and only drove off millions of livestock for blood.

Waiting to have a full meal after entering southern Xinjiang.

Chen Yuan will not stand in a stalemate with the other party for too long. The current situation in the world will not give him a chance, and he will not waste time on it.

Therefore, this battle is the beginning, and at the same time, it is also the last battle.

Winning, the Northern Expedition to the Central Plains, losing, reduced to blood.

There is no third way.

The armies collided, and the demon saints and true monarchs fought for the front.

And the battle standing at the pinnacle of this battle will naturally not sit idly by. Even, more precisely, only the immortal war at the top is the decisive force.

It is the last straw that crushes the camel.

Biyou Palace's immortal background was used. It was the method left by the last generation of Biyou Palace immortals. It directly blocked the essence and blood incarnation of a demon god of the Azure Demon Bull Clan, and had the upper hand.

Because the incarnation of essence and blood is not as good as the brand left by an immortal, not to mention, his background in Biyou Palace was blessed by Mo Luo before the war started.

Last longer.

The battle between Mo Luo and Tianlan demon god is almost the most terrifying and important one in the whole battle. This is a real battle between immortals and gods.

The confrontation in the center directly turns into chaos. The two of them guide the rules of the world and the rules of self-generation in the body. This is the most essential confrontation between the human race and the monster race.

Moluo Buddha is merciful, with a golden body, the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth is swallowed into his whole body almost instantly.

The Tianlan Demon Saint didn't turn into the main body, but it was still the case, and he was still able to suppress Mo Luo, occupying a firm upper hand.

It's not that Mo Luo is weak, it's that Tianlan Demon God is too strong!

It is only half a step away from being immortal, and it is expected to become an existence at the level of the demon emperor.

And the last battlefield is the battle between Chen Yuan and the demon gods of the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox Clan.

Although it didn't come from the main body, its strength is still extremely strong, almost reaching the state of being invincible under the gods, similar to Jingtai in Zijin Mountain back then.

The only difference is that this time, there is no Moro to share the pressure for him.

As for the power of all living beings, Chen Yuan was not going to waste it on an incarnation of blood essence. He could feel that Mo Luo couldn't hold on for too long.

He must get rid of this demon god as soon as possible, and then use the power of all living beings to repel Tianlan demon god, and even take the opportunity to kill him.

"Chen Yuan!"

The real body of the huge nine-tailed celestial fox stands between the sky and the earth. Its whole body is snow-white, with genuine nine tails, exuding a tyrannical aura.

Spit out words, trying to confuse Chen Yuan.

but……

Although Chen Yuan's current artistic conception is not perfect, his mental state has already been tempered by the power of all beings, and has reached the perfect and innocent state, and will not be affected in any way.

Looking at this demon god, Chen Yuan also opened up his combat power directly, his physical body and primordial spirit all burst into divine light, staring at the Nine-Tailed Fox and shouted in a low voice:

"Beast!"

It's true that there is no Mo Luo's help now, but Chen Yuan is no longer the Chen Yuan who used to be in Zijin Mountain. He devoured the dragon yuan and survived the thunder disaster.

The combat power can be described as a surge.

He had regrets in the past, not being able to kill Jingtai all the way, and now, he met another strong man similar to him, so he naturally had to kill him well.

Shouting and roaring, Chen Yuan suddenly took a step, and the Emperor Butcher Knife gathered the vitality of heaven and earth, and slashed lightly, which was exactly the knife that severely injured Nangong Lie.

The endless sharpness converged and collapsed, and then condensed again, and directly slashed at the demon god.

"boom!"

The terrifying roar exploded the void.

A look of shock flashed in the pupils of the Nine-Tailed Demon God. The knife just now could already threaten his life. This Chen Yuan is really extraordinary!

A strip of white fox tail protruded from the void, gathering regular power, like a series of ferocious magic whips, directly hitting Chen Yuan unexpectedly.

"boom!"

Chen Yuan raised his arm to block it, and collided with it with the force of his body, and was directly thrown back more than a hundred feet, but the next moment, he blasted out again like a shell fired from the chamber.

The physical body has reached the stage of great achievement, and the defense is not comparable to that of Yangshen Zhenjun.

Under the oven of the flesh body, it is not impossible to fight against the incarnation of the demon god whose essence and blood are condensed.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The fist is thrown out, the tail of the fox covers the sky, the light of the sword shines in the sky and the earth, and the rules are condensed.

The battle between Chen Yuan and the incarnation of the demon god was not earth-shattering, but it was definitely not too different. Within a radius of ten thousand zhang, the two of them became desperate.

Chen Yuanhong focused her eyes, continuously gathering the power of Qi and blood to collide head-on with it.

Between life and death, either it dies or it dies!

The five internal organs are transformed into the five elements, and the divine light is bright.

The purple divine light of Lingtai Primordial Spirit shone on him, and the terrifying vitality of heaven and earth formed an influx on his body, all of which gathered around his body, increasing his strength time after time.

He even survived the ninth level of thunder tribulation, he didn't believe that he would not be able to defeat a mere incarnation of a demon god!

Even if there is a gap in realm, he feels that he can make up for it!

The primordial spirit is the top match, and the physical body is the top match. Except that he has not yet reached the peak of supernatural powers and the artistic conception is complete, he has almost reached the extreme of the Yangshen realm.

Everyone has a god, who is afraid of whom?

……

……

This is a dirge, a dirge sung by millions.

Except for the Yang God and Immortal, the strength of individuals, in this great battle, seems so insignificant, and people will fall all the time.

And their death didn't even stir up the slightest splash.

The white-clothed disciples of Shushan and the disciples of Biyou Palace hid in the army formation and turned into two sharp knives. The Shuzhou Jianghu warriors and Nanzhou Jianghu warriors gathered around them.

Their combat power is very strong, outrageously strong, but because they are all fighting on their own, in fact, the casualties are only a lot more than the soldiers in those army formations in proportion.

The white clothes were stained with blood, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal.

There was a Shushan disciple whose body was torn to pieces with one claw, but still with the last bit of strength, he chopped the monsters around him into powder and turned them into nothingness.

Killing a monster is trivial, but when the number reaches a certain level, it will be different.

Each of the three battlefields is actually very important. The defeat of one side is almost a decisive force. Therefore, no one retreats.

Of course, there is no way to go back.

A rapid charge, once stagnant, will be trampled into a pulp by the friendly troops behind.

There is a true disciple of Biyou Palace who has such a wonderful technique that even if he is swallowed by a monster, he can still come out of his abdomen, causing the blood and energy in his body to escape unstoppably.

Shi Yi, Chen Yuan's cheap disciple, also joined the battle. He was an insignificant member, but he still tried his best to charge and fight.

He, they, forgot everything.

He forgot who he was, forgot the moves in his hands, and only remembered to charge, to crush all the monsters in front of him, and then... go back alive.

Monster blood continuously overflowed from the Giant Turtle's body, and its evil spirit entered its body. It was so excited that its mind was a little unclear. It only knew that it was killing all directions in this scuffle.

If you look down from the sky, you will definitely be shocked.

Because, even the best and most powerful painter in the world cannot paint such a magnificent and tragic picture scroll.

This is the distortion of life, the memorial of death.

Chu Changfeng's armor was shattered, his long hair was flying, and his energy and blood had entered his body, which did increase his strength dramatically, but in fact, it was like a slow poison, constantly destroying his origin.

But he didn't care. Once upon a time, he also had ambitions to become the person whom Senior Mo Luo valued and appointed, and wanted to try the importance of the emperor's cauldron.

But now, as the commander-in-chief of the Chinese army, he only knows that this is a war between the two clans of humans and monsters, and ambition is no longer important.

He is not a person who understands righteousness, nor is he willing to sacrifice himself for the people, but the general trend, if he is here, he will have to work hard.

The sharp spear is like a dragon, wearing monsters one by one.

But soon, he was noticed by the Yaozu's coach. With a low growl, the Yaozu's coach directly ordered to converge into a sharp knife and charged straight at Chu Changfeng.

As long as he dies, the battle formation will collapse immediately.

"Monster, come on!"

Chu Changfeng was fearless, and with a loud roar, he also ordered the army to move towards the position of the opponent's coach. Below, corpses had already piled up into a mountain.

Countless people trampled on the corpses of friends and enemies, charging forward!

Zhu Huai felt that he had to die here today. His intuition had always been accurate. This time, he was a little panicked, but he didn't dare to retreat.

He used to be a leader among rogue cultivators, an existence admired by countless rogue cultivators, he had a lot of thoughts, he wanted to be independent, but also wanted to be valued by Chen Yuan.

Therefore, when Chen Yuan gave the order, he took the initiative to ask Ying to lead the army alone.

Then, the heavy responsibility fell on him.

Now, a little regretful.

When it comes to individual strength, he is naturally not afraid, but this is a turbulent torrent, and there are strong people on the Yaozu side, so he can't kill him if he wants to.

If he makes a move, the opponent will stare at him and restrain him.

If it took him a long time to break through, then it would be fine, he has the confidence to face everything, but...he just entered the Yangshen, and he is the most watery kind.

On such a battlefield where Huayang is not as good as a dog, and Yang gods walk everywhere, he... is really nothing.

Zhu Huai raised his head and glanced at the fights of the others. Compared with him, they were even worse, but no one retreated, and he seemed to be infected as well.

Suddenly there was endless arrogance in his heart, and he knelt down in front of Chen Yuan. In the face of the pressure from Dongshan Valley, he hid for decades.

Now, Zhu Huai just wanted to charge.

To die, of course one does not want to die, to live depends on whether this battle can be won!

"kill!"

Monk Xuyan has no expression on his face. A monk is obviously out of place, but now, he is very able to enter the role, and a golden dragon hovers above his head.

Every time there is a sweep, countless people fall down.

He recited Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, but there was no mercy in his hands.

Now, he just wants to say a word to Chen Yuan after the war.

Add money!

Must add money!

Even for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, you have to pay more!

"break!"

As soon as Taoist Tianxu pointed it out, the 36 Dinghai beads condensed immediately, and then, in an instant, they smashed on the body of a demon saint.

With just one blow, his body was smashed to pieces.

And he became the first important demon saint to die after the war started.

Of course, as a price, Taoist Tianxu also resisted the blow of the Great Sage Bull Demon, and almost smashed his shackles of the Zhoutian and Star Chart and escaped.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The remaining three demon saints seized this opening and bombarded frantically, while the old Taoist Tianxu held on and trapped the three of them again at any cost.

Compared with him, Zhao Danqing's situation is worse.