Refining Heaven and Earth

The appearance of Jinwu changed the war situation. The human race was losing ground and suffering heavy losses. Fang Bai's mad killing was not helpful.

Strength determines everything. With his current strength, nothing can be changed, but he still has to fight!

The laws, blood, and the tragic sky filled the sky, and with the endless fighting, the battle was extremely bad.

The Demon blasphemed Baidi, and General Tu ordered a death fight, and no one could change it.

Besides, is their life or death important or is it the power of Baidi?

I believe that in some people the answer is quite different.

Therefore, there is no other choice but to fight to the end, depending on whether General Tu will temporarily change his decision and order a retreat.

This is their only way of life!

Kill kill!

I don't know how tired, forget about life and death, rushing crazy.

Ten Jinwu madly arrested Fang Bai without giving him any chance and without Fang Bai's restraint. The situation on the human race is getting worse, less than an hour before and less than 300 people.

Those who have survived to the present are all powerful, but in the face of the crazy impact of the demon tribe, to no avail.

The human race hunts the demon condensing rules, the demon tribe swallows the human tribe's awakening talent.

Maybe it doesn't need much reason, this one is doomed to be mutually exclusive.

There is nothing wrong, only differences in position.

In the eyes of the demons, why is Fang Bai a cold-blooded demon?

But in the eyes of the human race, Fang Bai is a hero!

At this time, the hero was very embarrassed, and was chased and killed by ten Jinwu. He didn't dare to pause in the slightest, and in case he fell into the siege again, he did not dare to expect Feng Tong to show up to rescue him.

Even so, the containment of ten Jinwus eased the pressure on everyone.

Fang Bai couldn't help wondering, how embarrassing would be the other battlefields?

As I was thinking, the distant streamers came galloping, panicking and panicking.

"It's over!"

Knowing that this is a losing battle, it is still unacceptable at this moment.

The monsters are sky-high, chasing and killing, and the plan to divide and fight is broken. When death is coming, choosing to embrace the group for heating is also a kind of comfort, and God King is no exception.

But as a result, the situation worsened, the demons concentrated all their forces, and there was no chance of a comeback.

The human races have gathered one after another, and nearly 30,000 rules have become the king of gods. Only less than 6,000 are left, which is unbearable.

Fang Bai retreated to the army, ten Jinwu didn't dare to chase, and secretly relieved.

Looking up, there are only 21 people left in the thirty commanders, the only loss before.

You should know that there are only three seven-star **** kings in these people, and the others are above eight stars.

There was a roar in the distant starry sky, and it was unnecessary to know that General Tu was fighting fiercely.

The demons still have nearly 80,000 troops. How can they fight?

Furious eyes swept away, glowing with red blood, and they became crystals of laws in the eyes of the demon.

The stare at Fang Bai is hot, and the demons have a strong body. If they can devour Fang Bai, it will greatly increase their resilience, even if they are not as perverted as Fang Bai.

The demons are not in a hurry, the army is surrounded by heavy cloths, and they slowly figure it out.

Fang Bai looked at the situation. The thirty-seven Jinwus in the army were eye-catching. It was impossible to determine if they were as powerful as before.

The dragons stand alone, with a huge body covered with a starry sky, and sometimes there are rolling dragons reverberating and shocking.

The other side is headed by the Xiaoyue Sirius, and the cold and glaring eyes swept away, seeming to choose someone to eat.

There is another party, surrounded by raging fire, which is a unicorn family, but the number is not large.

There are many types of demons, many of them are unheard of.

The demons' winning coupons are in their hands, and the morale is flourishing. On the other hand, the moral situation of the human race is low, and the situation is very bad.

Laughing loudly, a red-haired man stepped out of the army of the demon clan, "The descendants do not kill, and the stubborn resisters ..." With that said, the red-haired men laughed: "They are hungry!"

boom!

There was a burst of laughter among the Yaozu, and they were qualified to laugh.

Just like the monsters have unique advantages, there are some things in the human race that the monsters cannot reach, and they are coveted.

For example, elixir ...

The cultivation of the human race is to communicate with the heavens and the earth and keep growing, but the demon race is different. The body of the demon race is a treasure trove. If you have it, it is enough to develop slowly. If you do n’t, no effort will be futile.

However, the development process is extremely slow. It will be different if there is a panacea, which is also lacking in the demon tribe, and the tribe is good at it.

Therefore, the demon tribe usually does not exhaust the human race to kill them, in order to elixir.

In the territory ruled by the Yao clan, there is no shortage of elixir, only those who practice alchemy.

"wishful thinking!"

Feng Tong led the coldly: "Don't be proud of it too early, the emperor will be angry, the demons will be destroyed, and it will be difficult to escape if you swallow the sky."

Hahahaha!

The red-haired man laughed loudly, and the demons followed with laughter, which had a lot to do with different races.

The Yaozu believes in the strong, as long as you are strong enough, don't ask about blood.

There are also often internal battles among the demon clan, but a little deeply imprinted in the bones of the demon clan, relying on itself.

If you fail to find it yourself, you will never ask for help. If anyone breaks this practice, even the race will look down on it, let alone others.

Therefore, speaking of the Emperor made the demons burst into laughter.

The red-haired man laughed and said, "As long as you have eight great emperors, one is thinking about swallowing one, and you care about them? Just lie to yourself, don't be ashamed of it. Give you ten minutes of time, bear the stubborn, kill No pardon! "

The people looked dignified, the human race seemed to have eight gods, and the demon race had only one emperor who swallowed the sky. Even so, the demon race could still confront the human race.

why?

The man with red hair said it right. The eight gods were in conflict with each other, and they wanted to seize each other's origins, so that the eight gods also conquered them year after year, with countless deaths and injuries.

Knowing this, I can only think in my heart. In addition to the mighty power of the emperor, there is a special group of believers.

"Crap nonsense, fight!"

Feng Tongling said in a cold voice, the war spirit rose up, cold eyes swept the demons.

No one will be deceived by the demons. Once they surrender, they become slaves. It is better to die than to die.

"Everyone thinks this way?" The red-haired man sneered sneer, the sky full of anger.

"That being the case, let's die!"

Boom boom!

The voice fell, the demons were rolling and crushing. Nearly 80,000 demons, only the momentum can determine the outcome.

"You, follow me, fight to the end!" Said Feng Tong, rushing forward.

Twenty commanders behind him followed closely, and the 6,000-strong army roared with them, as if to fight desperately.

"Despicable, what do you want to do?" The red-haired man saw it badly and yelled.

There are no rules for fighting in the army, but there are basic tacit understandings. Usually, the strong fighters find the strong fighters and rarely destroy this tacit understanding.

After all, if you do this, others can do it too. It's not worth it!

There is a special situation. For example, at this moment, the Terrans know that they will be defeated. It is very likely that the entire army will not be here. What other fears?

"Find a chance to escape."

Fang Baizhihai echoed Feng's voice, looking at the back of the situation, feeling deeply in his heart.

Can you escape at this time?

Fang Bai doesn't know!

Reluctant to be a fleeing person, let alone make his death meaningless.

This war has no meaning to him, nor does it mean much to these people.

Is it because the dignity of the emperor cannot be desecrated, that more than 30,000 people will be killed?

Kill kill!

Twenty-one commanders entered the army of the demon clan, and the demon clan caught off guard. By the time the strong men arrived, they had been killed in a mess.

"Kill me!"

Fang Bai drank violently, killing the chaotic army of demons with the trend, the sword light shone, and flesh flew wherever he passed.

Someone beside them shared the pressure, and Fang Bai never had any scruples anymore.

Everyone saw that Fang Bai was so brave and his morale was high, and even if he died, he would be happy.

Laws, blood, and screams are intertwined in the stars.

Fang Bai moved forward quickly, and God's thoughts swept past, quickly locking those Jinwu.

"Flat-hair beasts, come and die!"

Just now the wolverines chased by these Jinwu fled, and there was a anger in my heart, but I couldn't find almost one by one.

Now some people share the pressure, not to mention the ten just now, and the rest are totally afraid.

Jin Wu is certainly not stupid. He is well aware of Fang Bai's weirdness. The situation now is not good.

"A bunch of waste, get away!" Fang Bai followed with a long howl, "Did you, kill me with me!"