Chapter 531: Squint

Boom~
It took a long time before the sound sounded. The sound wave rolled up the terrifying waves and swept away the flowers and trees on the ground for dozens of miles. The branches, leaves and tree trunks turned into powder, and the soil several meters deep was lifted up in layers, revealing the white forest inside Layers of rocks.
The light and shadow dispersed, revealing the scene on the battlefield.
Yuan Qianjun and his army were blasted back nearly a hundred miles away, Qianzhang Demon God's body was full of scars, and there were two interlaced wounds on his chest that almost split his chest.
The entire area of ​​more than a thousand kilometers collapsed to only more than ten kilometers, and the surrounding area was turbulent.
But after he insisted on the terrifying three-way attack, he still survived.
Not only was he not dead, but the green light flickered around his body, and he was rapidly healed, as did the realm.
"Hahaha...hahaha..."
Qianzhang Demon God was extremely embarrassed, but he laughed loudly, like the thunder of the sky, full of unbridled arrogance.
A joint attack by the two cultivators in the late Yuan Ying period.
The combined attacks of the thirty-seven Yuanying cultivators, even if their formations did not cooperate well, were at least equivalent to the attacks of the two great Yuanying cultivators in the later stage.
At least four Yuan Ying cultivators joined forces to attack!
Ask the players at this stage, who can take the combined attack of the four great metaphysical infants in the late stage?
Wei Tianyang? Hua Youwei? Zhao Shi?
Who dare?
The sky is pitiful, his original Qianjun is also a heaven-level king anyway, serving the top few people.
But let alone singled out, leading tens of thousands of troops was also chased by Zhao Shi.
If it weren't for Wei Tianyang's help, he would be chased and killed by Zhao Shi and found that he would die one after another.
Wei Tianyang, who barely recovered a bit, woke up at the most critical moment of the battle, but did not fight to the death. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Brother Yuan, congratulations."
"The way of Legionary War is well-known."
Zhao Shi smiled faintly, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty excitement, bright as red stars.
In the understatement of the two men, it seemed that many Yuan Ying monks, including True Monarch Qian Ji and True Monarch Qing Ming, had become prey in their palms.
"Vertical arrogant!"
True Monarch Qingming snorted coldly, but before he could say anything, the overwhelming sea of ​​blood surged from the sky, covering a radius of 1,500 kilometers, and every trace of the sea contained an immortal meaning.
On the other side, the coverage area is similar to the blood sea area, but a much thinner area appears on the other side, firmly blocking one side.
Its breath is relatively weak, only the appearance of the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but it has very strange characteristics. Whenever the domain of other Nascent Soul monks invades it, it will always disappear silently, without a trace of waves.
Wei Tianyang said: "I have suffered a severe injury, and it is far from time to recover. I can only contain one or two. The battlefield will depend on the two brothers."
With the two hands, the city of the eternal sky, the Mingyu Pavilion, which is also the magic weapon of the mid-Yuan Ying war, and the five Yuan Ying's early combat powers, including Feng An, Karina, and the Six-Tailed Flame Fox, also expanded their own domains.
Their attacks locked down certain Yuanying monks, and their assistance in the Weitianyang space domain contained seventeen Yuanying monks.
These unaffiliated Zongmen Yuanying cultivators are not an army at all. There is no even a slightly qualified formation link between each other, but dozens of people attack together and can be contained at will.
What this kind of organizational rabble can do is only a crushing victory.
Excluding these, the enemy in front of him is nothing but True Lord Qingming, True Lord Thousand Chance, and 20 early-stage cultivators of Yuan Ying.
"Die, fellow daoists."
Zhao Shi laughed, and the Blood Sea Realm slammed to the remaining 20 Yuan Ying monks. It covered more than 20 different sizes of realms with the water of the Blood Sea. enemy.
"What field is this?"
The twenty-odd early Yuan Ying showed a look of shock, desperately urging the domain, and aura overlapped.
However, it was completely useless, I could only watch the sea of ​​blood continuously flood all the fields of good fortune.
If these twenty-odd Yuanying monks formed a tight formation, Zhao Shi would not be an opponent, but their teamwork was just a swarm, and there were too many flaws to be found.
This is also the reason why Zhao Shi never tried to use the army to increase his strength in front of Yuan Qianjun. There are too many vulnerabilities for non-professionals.
"kill!"
True Sovereign Thousand Chance and True Sovereign Qing Ming certainly wouldn't let Zhao Shi unscrupulously slaughter these relatively weak monks, and the Qing Ming sword qi domain and the black and white chessboard went to the rear of Zhao Shi who had little protection.
"Stay."
The Qianzhang Demon God came with the black heavenly demon world, smashed the mountains and seas with a halberd, cut through the void, forming a towering black mountain that blocked them in front of them.
boom!
The menacing cyan giant sword and 36 black and white flying swords clinked on the black mountain, and the force of the reaction caused silky cracks in the surrounding space.
But he didn't let the black metal mountain move a bit.
The Qianzhang Demon God opened his big mouth, revealing his white teeth like sharp-pointed mountains: "Two fellow Taoists, now there are only three of us, and the two of them beat me so hard before."
The huge field of more than 2,500 kilometers spread out, restricting the fields of the two Yuan Ying late cultivators to the same place, and they were not allowed to advance even a bit. On the contrary, there were even signs of suppressing and devouring the two fields.
The complexions of True Lord Qingming and True Lord Qianji also changed.
The balance of combat power suddenly turned upside down.
On Zhao Shi's side, the blood sea realm rushed from left to right, changing invisibly, like a war spear that came and went without a trace. Within a few rounds, the weaknesses in these twenty domains piled up were found.
"help me!"
Xue Hai Taotao, entered the realm of a completely collapsed Yuan Ying early cultivator, swept his flesh and soul into the blood sea amidst his horrified screams and disappeared.
"Attack, attack! Kill him!"
The other Nascent Soul monks looked terrified, and they didn't listen to what he was talking about. The remaining nineteen domains shook together, no longer trying to compete with the blood sea domain.
Countless realm auras gathered to the master of the realm, poured into the magic weapon in front of them, and slew Zhao Shi in the blood sea realm together.
Knives, spears, halberds, ghosts, zombies, fire dragons and fire phoenix, all-inclusive, all-encompassing, together into a torrent of spells that neither interfere with each other nor increase each other and hit Zhao Shi.
Unlike before, they were only half of their strength in guarding against each other. Now they can no longer be suspicious of their companions behind them under the stimulation of the crisis of life and death, and they have exploded with 10% or 11% of their strength.
"Good job."
Zhao Shi’s expression was solemn, and the world of the blood sea was also turbulent. The water of the blood sea turned into thousands of blood dragons and plunged into the only blood moon in the sky. Ninety-eight blood-colored stars throbbed, leaving their orbits to the blood. Around the month.
In the blink of an eye, a long sword with the blood moon as the arc and the stars as the bone appeared in the sky, and the horror sword intent spread unscrupulously in all directions, freezing the heart and space at the same time.
"cut."
Zhao Shi drank lightly, and turned into a thick light into the star blood sword, slashing towards the nineteen Yuanying monks in front of him.
The nineteen cultivators in the elementary and middle stages of Yuanying couldn't help but get a flower in front of them, and everything around them disappeared and appeared in a quiet world.
Everyone's head looked stiff to the sky as if being pulled by life.
It was a crimson moon, and the moonlight made people fascinated, sinking into the deepest part of my heart, making people involuntarily perish forever.
What appeared to the outside world was that at least half of the spells had their attack power sharply reduced by more than half.
The blood sword of stars slashed silently from the middle of the torrent of spells and magic weapons, and the spells were silently annihilated, like fireworks, the magic weapons were dim and falling like stones.
Then, the blood sword of stars penetrated the domain, and the nineteen expressions were horrified, as if the Yuan Ying monk who had just awakened from a dream passed by the waist.