Gaowu: The Strongest Legend in Mythology

Boom! Boom!

The river exploded.

Since the beginning of the war in Dongchu Tianhe, the intensity has been rising.

Both sides are constantly fighting.

The Dongchu Tianhe is turning into blood, and corpses are piled up. The bloody sight can make people go crazy.

Daqian's army slaughtered them in front.

The psychological pressure they caused was so great that they always created the myth of invincibility in the minds of others.

When the myth comes, these people are just stepping stones on the road to the myth.

Huo Qubing launched a fierce attack and fought decisively on the Tianhe River. The brave and invincible God of War had already died in his hands.

And Huo Qubing's style of play was very wild, just hitting and charging hard.

Zhang Zhongjing focused on restoring Huo Qubing and protecting him.

The strong men of Daqian continued to suppress the front, and legions had already reached the other side.

"Five Tigers, charge!"

The five generals of Daqian and the Five Tigers led their legions to form a battle formation and rushed to the other side of the river. They were like wild dragons entering the country, and the monstrous power was sweeping through them most violently.

A bloody path was cut out.

The Five Tigers joined forces and released the true bodies of the Five Saints, and the mighty and terrifying power shocked the four extremes of the sky.

Their combined strength was too strong, and they charged and killed among the saints wantonly.

In addition, there are also powerful generals such as Li Cunxiao.

This moment.

Bai Qi actually drew his sword directly.

His sword is hell.

Horrifying visions, shrouded in the power of the God of Death, the entire Dongchu Tianhe changed color, as if it had been swallowed up by the blood and earth of hell, becoming a river in hell.

On the battlefield, corpses were piled up randomly, as if they were buried in hell forever.

There was a lot of blood and the cold wind howled.

Bai Qi became the Holy Ancestor, and could directly bring the world of hell to him during the war. His strength was terrifying and could not be compared to the Holy Moment.

Surrounded by a torrent of blood, the Lord of Hell appears.

"White up!"

Duan Feng's expression suddenly changed.

Feel the terrifying will of the hell-killing god.

Although he was at the top of the Saint Ancestors, facing Bai Qi still made him feel like he was meeting the Lord of Hell.

Bai Qi held the sword and killed, beams of hellish light swept across and shot out, killing fiercely.

"Duan Yun, you and I work together to stop Bai Qi!"

Duan Feng soared into the sky, holding a large halberd wrapped around the torrent of destruction. A powerful force swept out, and waves of destructive power were breaking Bai Qi's hell.

With a strike of Bai Qi's sword, stars fell, and violent light clusters fell from the sky.

Immediately, the two powerful men fought wildly.

Creation and destruction continue.

"Weak water!"

Duan Yun knew that in a head-on confrontation, Duan Feng was by no means Bai Qi's opponent, and she had to assist him to block Bai Qi's attack.

Groups of water flow formed a weak water realm, and vortices appeared one after another, controlling Bai Qi's actions.

"Hell rush!"

Bai Qi opened his hands.

Immediately, a bloody tide surged out, forming a blood river, pressing forward, and within the blood river, countless figures were created.

The soldiers of hell, the power of madness.

Thousands of troops and horses charge in an instant, containing the will to kill.

"What kind of moves are these!"

Duan Feng roared angrily, fighting against the hell tide, and slashed wildly with the Great Halberd of Destruction, but no matter how many he slashed, it seemed to be endless, and he could not finish them all.

And the cold breath was eroding into his body.

"Dimensional Slash!"

Duan Feng would never want to be suppressed.

He held the weapon tightly with both hands, and when he slashed, it actually formed one dimension after another of time and space, and then turned into another world, falling wildly with his dimensional slash.

The deep dimensional power forms a deep blue, almost dark energy.

With a loud shout, he gathered dimensional power and chopped off the head of Diao Qi.

Bai Qi looked calm.

When he was the most holy, he could kill the Holy Ancestor. When he also stepped into this realm, his strength was sky-high.

The frenzy of hell suddenly shrank, all condensing into Bai Qi's Killing Divine Sword.

He struck a bloody blow with the God-killing Sword, and more hell frenzy formed the soldiers of hell to attack.

Suddenly the forces of the two powerful men clashed.

In an instant, a tyrannical and infinite killing power broke through the dimension and struck Duan Feng, and the whole person was blown away.

powerful!

Unshakable.

This is the feeling Bai Qi gave Duan Feng.

Bai Qi waved his hand, and a torrent of blood instantly enveloped Duan Feng like a curtain.

Duan Feng knew something was wrong and wanted to break it immediately, but what shocked him was that a hand from hell appeared directly under his feet and grabbed his legs fiercely.

His entire body was seized by the hands of hell.

He grabbed his leg and smashed it directly into the blood and soil of hell.

And the huge hand of hell fell hard from the sky in the most ferocious posture and hit him.

The severe pain made Duan Feng's whole body tremble, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

The Holy Ancestor Battle had just begun, and Bai Qi took control of the entire field.

Emperor Daqian sent Bai Qi to fight this main battle precisely to destroy all their resistance.

Bai Qi moved away with his sword, cutting through the boundary of weak water. Forced by the cold light, Duan Yun was frightened and kept retreating.

The power of hell continues to loom.

Bai Qi walked in hell, and it was a terrifying scene. Wherever his power spread, there was collapse, showing a great destruction of nothingness.

As soon as the power of the two saint ancestors approached Bai Qi, they were immediately annihilated.

This is a kind of suppression by absolute strength.

"A strong man in the way of killing becomes a saint ancestor!"

Duan Feng thought of something frightening.

Although the masters of the killing path have made extremely fast progress in their cultivation, most of them have been defeated by the Holy Saint, and it is difficult to become a Saint Ancestor. Sometimes they cannot appear for an entire era.

The fundamental reason is that their will to kill cannot create a world that can withstand their power.

But Bai Qi is different.

He himself is peerless and defiant.

And behind him, there is the support of the Daqian Empire, which is firmly bound to the national destiny of a country. Only in this way can he open up his hell world.

Bai Qi will become stronger with Da Qian.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Bai Qi suppressed the two saint ancestors.

This undoubtedly caused a huge shock in the Duan family camp. After all, even the Holy Ancestor could not reverse the situation and made them lose confidence in the war.

Pang Tong was watching the battle, and if there was more pressure, many people would start to raise the white flag.

"A single spark ignites a prairie fire!"

Pang Tongyi set fire to the prairie fire with his sword, and endless sparks of fire rolled down, streaking across the brightest light.

He stands at the pinnacle of the Holy Realm, and his strength is not inferior to that of the mighty generals in the realm.

"The soldiers of Daqian rushed across the Dongchu Tianhe River and created the legend of the peak of Daqian!"

Wei Qing shouted.

Among the generals of Daqian, he is a very low-key person. He does not strive for credit and quietly contributes to the country.

Another round of charge begins.