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477 One-sided

The two major sects fought together in an instant. Within a very small range, dozens of Haotian Sect disciples rushed down like fighters. The disciples belonging to the Shuramen below rushed up one by one to fight wildly with the invading enemies.

War, this is the almost primitive and oldest fight, and it is completely instinctive!

One master after another was killed and fell from the sky, and one new master after another rushed up.

Shuramen, with more than 100,000 disciples, the strongest quasi-prince, now only one can fight, but also a single attribute quasi-prison. Haotian Sect has 300,000 disciples, and the elite sect masters are actually here. Just quasi-prison has arrived at the thirteen. Whether in terms of the number of people or the quality of masters, Shuramen is at the absolute peak.

Moreover, the Haotian Sect was hunted by Shuramen for so many years, and the eight years of endurance finally got leaked today. The disciples of the Haotian Sect were killing wildly, spreading the hatred in their hearts.

"brush!"

A disciple of the Nether God of Haotian Sect was like a ghost, and his sword was like lightning. It was almost a meeting. An ancient Shuramen immortal was destroyed by them. As soon as his soul escaped, he was caught with one hand and ate the soul directly!

This disciple of Haotian Sect is one of Yuan Ye's thousand soul warriors. The soul warrior was summoned by Yuan Ye from his death state. He relied on his soul to strengthen himself and directly devouring the enemy's souls can enhance their strength.

"Bastard, you Haotian Sect are all attacking with high cultivation level. We have low cultivation level. ***, it's simply ***!" A Shura disciple looked at his fellow disciples being killed and howled in horror.

"Hiss~~"

Suddenly, a disciple of Haotian Sect tear the man's body into two halves from behind him. He dared to be distracted during the war. This is a war, without fairness at the same level, without one-on-one warrior spirit. Sneak attacks, sieges, assassinations, group attacks, everything is just for killing, just for victory! He Shuramen has been treating Haotian Sect like this for eight years, and Haotian Sect has just begun!

No one can save Shuramen’s disciples, fear, pain, and madness surrounding Shuramen’s disciples. They have no hope of winning! Even if they want to die with the enemy, they cannot do it. The number of people is too big, and the strength is too big!

Occasionally, Shuramen masters chased and killed disciples with low cultivation level in Haotian Sect. Haotian Sect immediately faced with masters. Haotian Sect wanted to win completely, with almost no casualties. However, he had this strength, Shuramen's masters were not as many as Haotian Sect as the Haotian Sect. And the more than ten elders of Haotian Sect, the demon gods of hell were rampant in the crowd, which was completely unequal. There were more than a dozen quasi-deniers on the Haotian Sect, and there was only one Shuramen!

One-sided!

Light flash!

The sword of the killing god Bai Qi swung past, and a Shuramen's underworld god was killed in two pieces at once, and destroyed it with his soul on the spot. Then Bai Qi killed another person without expression. There were too many people in his previous life, so he was given the title of the killing god. Now that he killed another person, there was no slight turmoil in his heart.

On the other side, Murong Qiang roared, his face full of excitement of war. Now that his strength has not only recovered, but also reached the God of the Underworld. Killing the Ancient Immortal is too easy for him. Murong Qiang, the Underworld God of the Shuramen, did not fight, and directly handed it to the quasi-deniers of the Haotian Sect. Anyway, some of the masters of the Haotian Sect are.

In the one-sided war, everyone of Shuramen's disciples showed fear on their faces. They wanted to rush out, but just like they forced 10,000 disciples of Haotian Sect before, the terrain at the entrance of this valley was steep, and it was very difficult to go to heaven and earth. Once someone chased and killed them, the chance of escaping was almost zero. Moreover, Haotian Sect and other disciples were constantly flying towards this side. The Haotian Sect, which had been enduring, this time, all its power came out!

In the sky, there were continuous falls of Shuramen's disciples, and among the fallen crowds, some of the disciples of Haotian Sect, but only a small part. Shuramen's disciples were constantly decreasing, while the people of Haotian Sect became more and more excited as they killed. The two were not at the same level.

At this time, the only quasi-guru of Shuramen was also surrounded and killed by Zhang Ren and Guan Longfeng. The quasi-guru had a hard time avoiding Guan Longfeng's sword and noticed the tragic situation of Shuramen's disciples. Seeing the helpless disciples die, the quasi-guru felt a little dry throat.

"Shuramen disciples obey the orders, don't be in love with the battle, and rush out. Who can escape? Go to the sect immediately and report on this matter. When my Shuramen army arrives, I will definitely kill the Haotian Sect without leaving any chickens and dogs!" The quasi-priest roared.

Suddenly, a spear pierced the space and rushed towards the quasi-priest.

The junzun's face changed drastically, and he did not retreat. He fought against Zhang Ren's spear with a fierce blow. Facing the double attributes with a single attribute, the junzun was smashed away at once.

The moment he flew, a blood-colored battle knife appeared on his back at some point. The quasi-priest was shocked, but he was smashed by Zhang Ren and could not stop his body at all. Before the quasi-priest could reflect, the blood-colored battle knife directly stabbed into his body. A vast and boundless aura of death came out from the quasi-priest and raging wildly in the quasi-priest's body. At the same time, an irresistible huge force rushed to his soul from all directions.

The gap was too big, and the quasi-priest did not even have a trace of resistance. The moment he lost consciousness, he heard a cold voice, "I am just a single-attribute quasi-priest, I will be able to kill us three of our dual-attribute quasi-priests. You will not be wronged to die."

The killing continued, and Shuramen's disciples rushed into the sky, trying to escape, and let the latter corpses fall from the sky again.

On the other side of the battlefield, under the continuous treatment of Dzi beads, Rui Xi in Yuan Ye's arms finally woke up slowly.

"Brother Ye!" Rui Xi saved Yuan Ye in an instant.

"Haha, I'm awake." Yuan Ye smiled gently and kissed Rui Xi's forehead lightly, "You won't be allowed to take action in the future, and you won't be allowed to take action."

"Oh!" Rui Xi said nothing, but just squeezed her seductive body into Yuan Ye's arms.

Yuan Ye smiled again and pulled Rui Xi to Mi Yu, whose soul was bound.

"Zhang Ren!"

With Yuan Ye's call, Zhang Ren suddenly came to Yuan Ye in the melee.

Yuan Ye held the Shocking Night Spear and smiled and said, "I have been out there in recent years and have participated in many battles. The Shocking Night Spear is full of the soul power I have collected. Today I will give it all to you and create a master who supports the scene for my Haotian Sect."

Yuan Ye said, boundless soul power surged out of the Jingye Gun. The huge soul power immediately attracted the attention of the entire battlefield. Only a thousand soul warriors and Duanmu Yunji could do it by relying on soul power to improve their strength, because only their souls had been baptized in the artifact. With the injection of soul power, Zhang Ren became stronger and stronger. When the power in the Jingye Gun was exhausted, Zhang Ren suddenly opened his eyes, and the terrifying divine light even shocked Yuan Ye.
Chapter completed!
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