Gaowu: The Strongest Legend in Mythology

The killing intent is soaring into the sky.

Sages fighting each other.

Bai Qi and Zixue Tiansheng also triggered a new round of more intense war.

The two extreme killing forces collided and continued to tear open the boundless sky.

No matter which direction you are in Yanhuang, you can see the attacks of two peerless powerful men.

Regarding Bai Qi’s strength.

The Demon Lord of Great Ruins knows this best.

extremely strong.

Bai Qi controls extremely terrifying killing power.

The killing path is extremely sharp and destroys all the laws of the heavenly saints.

To know.

Even the Demon Lord of Daxu felt very uncomfortable when he fought with Bai Qi. If you don't pay attention, even if he has the body of a heavenly saint, he is very likely to be injured.

Except for the method of burning with stone, he has used everything else.

"Bai Qi and the Purple Blood Heavenly Saint fought together. Although I am farther on the road to the Heavenly Saint than the Purple Blood Heavenly Saint, he is an ancestor-level dynasty and controls more magic than me."

The Demon Lord of Great Ruins said to himself.

My mind suddenly became enlightened.

Look, it's not that he, the Heavenly Sage, is not strong.

But Bai Qi is too defiant.

Even the Purple Blood Heavenly Sage seems to have a hard time taking down Bai Qi directly.

now.

The Purple Blood Heavenly Sage felt extremely aggrieved, and he had already unleashed all kinds of unparalleled killing moves, including many unimaginable magical powers.

But this is for nothing.

With one hand, he slashes with the God-killing Sword, creating a boundless hell. His extreme killing power makes it difficult for him to win.

"All worlds are annihilated!"

The Purple Blood Heavenly Sage stood on the top of the sky, the Purple Blood Sword shattered the void, clatter, the boundless space shattered, and a purple sword light nailed Bai Qi's head.

Bai Qi raised his sword and slashed wildly. The sword light was transforming the world, seizing the power of the void and forming a world.

If he becomes a holy ancestor, the world of hell will descend upon him.

"Hell rush!"

The endless bloody craze pushed countless corpses.

The bloody cold wind from hell makes the body chill and the holy body becomes stiff.

"Hell Sword!"

It was like a sword struck by the Lord of Hell.

Bai Qi's mighty sword was completely bloody, and the power of the Purple Blood Heavenly Saint was directly swallowed up by the sea of ​​blood, and the whole person was pulled into the frenzy.

"He turns to hell!"

The Purple Blood Heavenly Saint's expression changed, and he immediately shouted coldly: "I am the Heavenly Saint, and I control the Heavenly Saint's laws. Bai Qi, you are just a true saint, how can you fight against the sky!"

He danced wildly, the purple storm was violent, and the destruction was white and the hell was rising.

But Bai Qi looked extremely calm.

Gather the most powerful killing force.

In the sky, the bloody vortex covering hundreds of thousands of miles was too huge. Blood thunder gathered together, bringing with it blood thunder.

This thunder continues to twist and turn into a catastrophe of hell.

As powerful as the Purple Blood Heavenly Sage, they all have a sinking feeling of falling into hell and being unable to escape.

This kind of strength can no longer be used by true saints.

He had a strong premonition!

Bai Qi, unlike other sages who practice, becomes stronger through killing. The more creatures he kills, the more he can break through the realm.

"We can't let him go on like this!"

He felt truly threatened.

The purple blood storm rolled wildly in the hell tide.

If he hadn't been a Heavenly Sage, he might have been killed by Bai Qi if he was fighting against someone of the same level.

And this moment.

The battlefield between the legions has reached an extremely tragic stage.

The general blocked the Heavenly Saint and suppressed the Heavenly Saint's power, which undoubtedly made countless great troops full of fighting spirit.

Da Gan has been fighting for so many years, growing up in the flames of war, and developed a character that is not afraid of all powerful enemies.

Only by being powerful can they be excited and have a sense of challenge.

The Purple Blood Legion gradually fell into a disadvantage in the fight with the Human Slaughter Army.

They were horrified to find that at the beginning, they could still maintain their lineup and launch waves of counterattacks.

Can be extended over time.

The sea of ​​​​human slaughter and blood grows, and the power of death is swallowed up.

More and more of their deaths are like a snowball, making it increasingly difficult for them to resist.

Their men were being killed and wounded rapidly.

The current injury is the largest the Purple Blood Legion has ever suffered, and it is still growing.

The strong men of the ten tribes were also crazy.

revenge! revenge!

Fight like crazy.

Both jade and stone will be destroyed.

Don't care about your own life.

If they disagree, they will blow themselves up and everyone will die together.

Although it took several people from the Ten Clans to fight to death for a powerful Shengxuan man, his life-threatening aura made Shengxuan's heart tremble with fear.

This is crazy. You don't take your own life seriously.

The pride inside is being shattered.

They were also extremely angry.

But some of the strong men in the legion still couldn't help but retreat in fear when they saw the ten tribesmen rushing towards them with red eyes and ferocious demon-like looks.

They don't want to fight a madman.

Liang Sheng was also possessed by the devil and went crazy as well, beating the Shengxuan Zhensheng in front of him to the point of being horrified.

To fight for the foundation of the Holy Way and die together with him is nothing if not crazy.

But Liang Sheng was extremely happy in his heart.

He became the Saint of the Ten Clans. For nearly ten thousand years, he had been cautious and worked hard for the prosperity of his family. He had never been as happy as he is today.

The foundation was taken away, and the people were massacred.

If you don't follow Ganjun to death, what will be left?

He also saw the ten tribesmen fighting below.

It was tragic, but very courageous.

Liang Sheng was proud of them.

As long as they can return alive, they will surely become the pillars of the Ten Clans' rise again.

And their desperate efforts may also arouse the admiration of Emperor Daqian.

"Our ten clans have no way out. Perhaps Daqian can repel the Shengxuan Dynasty and take back the land of our ten clans!"

Liang Sheng was determined.

At this moment.

The war here also affected the Shengxuan army.

"Falling into a bloody battle, Ganjun showed strength beyond imagination. Not only was he not afraid of death, he also possessed extremely ferocious offensive power."

Luo Yu looked solemn: "Bai Qi's strength is indeed well-deserved. It is not an accident that he can block the Demon Lord of the Great Ruins, but he really has the means. He has long warned Zi Xue not to underestimate him, but now he is trapped in a hard battle."

The war situation is not optimistic.

There are many battle groups, and there are battles between saints and sages. There is no overwhelming victory, they are all hard battles.

At Huo Qubing and Li Cunxiao's place.

The three sages they sent also felt uncomfortable, being suppressed and beaten by these two great generals.

The Holy Flame Saints were watching the battle, feeling annoyed. They wanted absolute victory, not what they were doing now, so they all asked for help.

The ghostly holy soul of the ancient sky enveloped the battlefield.

He is paying attention to where Li Jing is.

There he felt a terrible power.

He can also guess what the other party has in mind.