Dongfang Liang laughed loudly: "Zhuo Yifan, now you can play with the ghost army outside! They have resurrected several Yuan clan warriors."
Zhuo Yifan's face changed color, and when he looked closely, the monster that broke through the earth turned out to be a three-foot-tall Yuan clan warrior.
They didn't know why they woke up, and each of them brandished a huge sword and rushed towards the hall madly.
There are eight directions, eight giants, like eight war machines, rushing from all directions. Their target is the Killing Temple!
Dongfang Liang sneered: "These people will kill all flesh and blood, Zhuo Yifan, no matter where you run, you can't escape."
An Chen was overjoyed: "So, Zhuo Yifan is dead?"
"Of course, but our top priority now is to resurrect the Slaughter Saint and control him. Otherwise, after the Source Clan warriors kill Zhuo Yifan, they will still kill all life within the range. They were born to kill
Destroy the Saint King of Killing."
Dongfang Liang's voice sounded, but it gave people an inexplicable uneasiness.
An Chen frowned and said: "Then what should we do now? There is not enough flesh and blood, and the Killing Saint cannot be successfully resurrected."
Dongfang Liang said thoughtfully: "I have already told you the method. You can choose what to do."
Both Yin Dang and An Chen's expressions changed drastically.
All the core disciples also looked nervous.
"Don't be fooled by him. He wants us to kill each other."
"Kill this demon."
"Everyone break the magic circle and break out."
All the monks shouted angrily. Dongfang Liang's method was to make them sacrifices to replenish their blood and awaken the Saint King of Killing.
An Chen and An Bao exchanged a look.
An Bao suddenly shouted: "Everyone, let's attack together and get out."
At this order, everyone drew out the remaining cold iron arrows, pointed them into the void, and fired them in unison.
Whoosh whoosh!
Countless long arrows bombarded the protective shield, and suddenly the runes flickered and the electric light hissed, but the protective shield was as solid as a rock and motionless.
Dongfang Liang laughed loudly: "If you don't want to do it, I will help you."
All the cold iron long arrows seemed to be absorbed by the runes, which looked very strange. But as Dongfang Liang shouted, the hundreds of cold iron long arrows suddenly shot back.
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Yin Dang's eyes flashed with sword light, and he turned pale with fright.
Because these arrow rains are completely aimed at them.
At this moment, everyone had no arrows in their hands, and Dongfang Liang's strength was so amazing that this wave of arrows directly enveloped everyone on his side.
Whoosh whoosh!
Poof!
Poof!
Poof!
There was the sound of arrows entering the body one after another, and there were screams. Dozens of people died on the spot, and those who survived were seriously injured.
In an instant, there were not many Yin family disciples left.
An Chen waved his hand coldly: "Kill!"
All the An family disciples rushed forward in a swarm, wielding their swords and swords, and launched a terrifying attack on their allies.
Before the Yin family disciples could react, they were chopping melons and vegetables, killing many people directly.
Yin Dang felt cold in his heart and shouted angrily: "Brother An, why are you doing this?"
An Chen said helplessly: "Brother Yin, I know you will definitely be reluctant to give up. I am helping you make a decision. If the Killing Saint doesn't come out, we will all die."
Yin Dang was extremely angry.
Watching helplessly, the masters under his command were slaughtered by An Chen's side, blood flowed into a river in an instant, and a large amount of blood essence began to spread and transform, and once again gathered towards the giant.
But no one took action against Yin Dang.
An Chen sent a message: "Brother Yin, there is no other way to do this. This expedition is destined to be a last-ditch battle. Your people just died first. Do you think that some of my men can survive?"
As soon as these words came out, Yin Dang was also stunned.
Although his face was still extremely ugly, he had already accepted this cruel fact in his heart.
This time without Zhuo Yifan's interruption, the Saint of Killing resurrected very quickly. The runes on his body kept shining and he was about to wake up when he started driving.
"Anchen, why don't you prepare to use the magic weapon to control him soon?"
Dongfang Liang seemed to know An Chen very well and shouted loudly, reminding him to pay attention to the time.
boom!
The Zunyuan clan warriors burst out with soaring fighting spirit, like eight torrents, rushing towards the middle from the eight directions of the Killing Temple.
They are so powerful that wherever they go, everything is destroyed, huge rocks are flying, and they are as fragile as tofu.
Seeing this scene, Zhuo Yifan was shocked and quickly restrained his aura and merged with the stone pillar.
Behind the eight giants were an army of ghosts.
About three thousand masters led countless ghost consciousness bodies, like eight armies, rushing over together.
At this moment, even Zhuo Yifan felt unprecedentedly nervous.
Even he couldn't deal with so many ghosts and Source Clan masters.
Especially those eight giants, each step was a hundred meters away, and they came in such big strides that the ground shook.
Suddenly, Zhuo Yifan felt his heart tighten, and a sense of danger came.
He made a prompt decision, locked the other stone pillar with the power of his mind, and teleported away.
boom!
A huge sword came through the air, like a rocket, and struck hard on the stone pillar where Zhuo Yifan was hiding just now, causing the whole earth to shake.
Zhuo Yifan was secretly shocked. These giants were indeed able to detect the breath of living beings as Dongfang Liang said. Even if he used the devil's heart to transform the breath into a stone pillar, he could not hide it from them.
roar!
The giant was still a hundred feet away, but it had already locked onto Zhuo Yifan. He took a vertical step and leaped towards him. His huge fist was like a meteor derailed and struck hard.
Zhuo Yifan's heart condensed, and he did not hesitate to use up his strength to teleport again, directly rushing into the sky and standing on the top of another stone pillar.
boom!
The stone pillar shook violently and even broke in the middle.
Zhuo Yifan's expression changed in shock.
These stone pillars are all engraved with the rules of the Source Clan. They are very powerful. Even if Zhuo Yifan wants to completely destroy them, it will be difficult. Unexpectedly, this giant's punch actually broke one.
His power is truly astonishing, completely surpassing the primary level of a true demon.
The giant roared, opened his big hand, and took off the giant sword inserted on another stone pillar. He bent his legs and shot up. He waved the sword in the air and slashed towards Zhuo Yifan.
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This simple and direct attack method is the characteristic of the Yuan clan.
But this attack seems simple, but in fact it is not simple. It contains complete space rules. This sword kills, and it turns out that the surrounding space is locked for dozens of feet.
Zhuo Yifan's eyes condensed, and he grabbed it from the void, and the Soul-Eating Demon Sword flew out. The huge sword light flew and slashed directly forward.
Above the sword light, ripples appeared in shock, like another space. It was the ultimate level of Zhuo Yifan's current understanding, a super attack that contained a trace of time rules.