There are no phantom god monks in the entire Xuanting Universe Empire, so they don’t know the loftiness of the phantom gods in the Nine-Nine Holy Spirit Snow Book.
Especially in Mu Xuemai, the phantom god You Tomb King is the myth of Xuanting!
Nine-nine and eighty-one, one book and one world, frozen forever!
The higher the status of the Right Tomb King and his Illusion God in people's hearts, the more the Illusion God cultivators are feeling at the moment when they are watching the destruction of their Illusion God and their flesh and blood disintegrating!
That is the feeling of collapse of faith and tearing of soul!
At the moment when the pink light disintegrated the tens of millions of meters of universe gods, millions of illusion god monks raised their heads. When that scene came into view, their eyes seemed to be torn open by the pink light, and blood flowed wildly!
Their internal organs and every inch of their bodies were torn apart, and the damage was extremely severe.
Buzz!
The sudden shouts of the soldiers of the An tribe and the Divine Beast Imperial Army were like thousands of swords piercing their hearts. These senior members of the Tomb of Gods Cult, who had a strong sense of superiority, finally knew they were afraid after suffering repeated blows and having their faces swollen.
Fear finally arose, and the blood finally collapsed!
"King of the Right Tomb, died in battle?"
"Pulse Master, died in battle!"
How can we believe this fact?
This is a ten-on-one war!
As the current supreme commander on the battlefield, as the number two figure in the Tomb of Gods Cult, the Right Tomb King, who was famous in this life, unexpectedly died at a moment of great advantage, when seven million destruction reinforcements were about to arrive...?
how come!
How could that be possible...
Before the moment of deathly silence after the explosion, the layer of arrogance on the faces of all the Phantom God monks was finally torn off, revealing their faces that were torn and covered in bloodstains in extreme disbelief!
They looked at each other, their eyes were bleeding, they were suffocating, and they couldn't make any sound.
Even if everyone knows that the reinforcements of the Star Realm Tribe of the Left Tomb King are already outside, and they also know that the An Tribe must die, they still feel that with such a huge advantage, even if they kill the An Tribe and the Divine Beast Imperial Army and lose one of the Right Tomb King
, that’s all a waste of blood!
"Ah! Ah..."
Many Illusionary God cultivators made uncomfortable sounds and were really bleeding.
However, it was hard for them to imagine what the death of the King of the Right Tomb meant to the soldiers of the An clan who had been struggling for so long. They also did not know that for the two royal families of the Wusen clan, they actually witnessed the death of the King of the Right Tomb with their own eyes.
Death, what a sense of honor it is!
Just after the death of King You Tomb, the morale of the Phantom God monks was at its lowest——
The fighting thoughts, beliefs, and murderous intentions of the An tribe warriors and the Divine Beast Imperial Army have directly reached the greatest peak!
Everyone seemed to have been injected with the blood of the chicken of God. Everyone's eyes were spitting fire, their mouths were spitting out volcanic lava, their brains were completely burned, and there was only one word in their mouths.
That is: "Kill——!!"
Beat up the drowned dog!
When the opponent has a large number of reinforcements, the only way to survive is to kill them first as much as possible.
In fact, even if the King of the Right Tomb dies in battle, the An clan's chances of survival are quite small. However, at this time, no one has time to think about it. Everyone is immersed in the excitement of the King of the Right Tomb dying in the battle.
Fighting madman!
Kill one without losing money, kill two with blood gain!
In this case, who would care about the future?
Let’s kill quickly first and then talk about it!
"kill!"
"Must win! Must win! Must win!"
These are two legions with completely different spirits. It looks as if the reinforcements are from the An tribe and the Divine Beast Imperial Army. They are extremely fierce and violent, and they kill like hell!
On the contrary, the Illusionary God cultivators, whose mentality exploded, were retreating steadily, and suffered heavy casualties under the attack of the opponent!
The battle balance that had been maintained for a long time was completely broken at this moment!
The Star Boundary Clan and the beast control masters were so furious that they used the advantages of their two major systems to cut away the advantages of the Illusionary God cultivators!
Divide and kill is the most effective!
Fantasy God has always been the most balanced system, but it is also often the most mediocre system!
Boom boom boom!
In this pink-lit world, countless blood splashes and countless phantom gods burst!
There are also a large number of phantom god monks, which directly explode into the origin of phantom gods!
At this moment, the retreat and collapse of the Illusionary God monks were already visible to the naked eye, and their miserable state could be seen everywhere!
And until this moment, the minds of those Illusion God monks were still blank, and they still couldn't believe the death of the Right Tomb King!
"Kill! Kill!"
Even strong men like Wu Cangwu and Wei Yongchang were shocked beyond measure when they saw this scene.
"Li Tianming killed the King of You Tomb and started to fight back. The massacre was effective..."
Wu Cangwu was simply numb. He had thought Li Tianming was his enemy before, but how dare he do it now?
When they saw that the beast masters of their Witch Beast Clan were actually killing the superior Mu Xuemai from the Tomb of the Gods, they all felt as if they were dreaming.
"The King of the Left Tomb is already outside with seven million! At this time, the King of the Right Tomb died in battle... So, do we really have a chance to survive?" Wei Yongchang said in a trembling voice.
To be honest, when they heard that Xing Xuan Vein was attacking, the upper echelons of the two clans were also desperate and even wanted to escape for their lives. Who knew that Li Tianming could do such an earth-shattering thing?
"No matter what! Since he is still full of confidence, just do as he said! Miracles don't happen in a day or two anyway!" Even 'enemies' like Wu Cangwu, who are also seniors, are also interested in Li Tianming.
Despite blind trust, he still chose to follow Li Tianming in the face of a huge power gap, which shows Li Tianming's role in this battle.
"Yes, with the An tribe!" Wei Yongchang said fiercely, "Their warriors, even at this time, are still organized."
"Anyang and his daughter are in command!" Wu Cangwu looked at the battlefield. From his perspective, it was obvious that there were two cores on their side on the battlefield.
On the other side of the An tribe warriors is Anyang.
On the side of the Divine Beast Imperial Army is An Ning!
Seeing An Ning's appearance and demeanor, Wu Cangwu and Wei Yongchang's eyes grew hot. They looked at each other and said almost at the same time: "We will also follow An Ning and continue to kill!"
This pair of old enemies never dreamed that one day they would go to war together, and they would also obey the command of a little girl from the An tribe. Taiyi Mountain Spirit also held great weight in their hearts.
At least the other warriors of the Wusen clan all followed An Ning!
This organized and led attack on their side will only be more effective and more violent through the method of cutting vertically and horizontally against the group of phantom monks!
It is clear that there are many people in Mu Xuemai, but at this moment, they have been cut and sealed by the star world and surrounded by war beasts. They were already bleeding out. At this moment, they even felt helpless and helpless, and they were forcibly dismembered and killed by their opponents!
And most people don't notice that those Illusionary God monks who have been knocked out of the origin of the Universe God will soon disappear quietly, engulfed by a kind of pink brilliance, and disappear without a trace like the remains of the Right Tomb King...