A group of demon kings stood behind Luo Tian, manifesting their true bodies, full of murderous intent.
Keng!
Zhuge Jian stood with his sword drawn, his body filled with immortal energy.
Luo Rong and Luo Xiaoxiao, one manifested the body of chaos, the other manifested the vision of the sea of qi, pushing away the coercion and suppressing the world.
Then, Luo Feng, Demon Emperor Li, the Great Elder and others all stood up and looked at the Gate of Two Realms with solemn expressions.
Gulu!
In front of the gate of the two realms, Lord Ghost Fang Ming gulped down a mouthful of saliva.
He glanced at everyone and felt his heart tremble.
"What's going on with these guys? Why do I sense danger in so many guys?"
Lord Guifang Ming was shocked.
At this moment, Luo Tian waved his hand and unfolded the Hundred Ghosts Map.
Boom! Boom!
Two huge shadows of evil spirits appeared instantly.
One of them was holding a big axe, and his body was filled with black energy.
The other one has countless huge white bone claws on his back.
These two giant monsters, with expressionless faces, lay across the two wings of Bianbei City. They looked like ordinary evil spirits.
But Ghost Fang Mingjun only glanced at it, and his heart almost stopped beating.
"What is this? Is this aura... too strong?"
Before he could come to his senses.
boom!
Hundreds of figures came to the front and stood in formation.
Ghost Fang Mingjun took a look and felt a little relieved.
"Fortunately, these people look pretty normal." He comforted himself in his mind.
But the next moment...
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
The team of hundreds of people collectively activated their weapons.
In an instant, hundreds of terrifying auras intertwined.
"Huh? That's... the Immortal Artifact of Creation? Two pieces per person? Are you kidding me? I haven't gotten a complete Immortal Artifact of Creation yet! They have two pieces each?" Onifa Mingjun only felt a little dizzy.
.
This group of people was naturally the elite that Luo Tian had assembled before.
The decisive battle was imminent, so he was naturally pulled out.
Among the crowd, a young man licked his dry lips and looked a little nervous.
"Brother Luo Peng, can we really win?" the young man said, his voice trembling.
The young man named Luo Peng next to him squinted his eyes and said: "I don't know, after all, the opponent is from the Heaven and Netherworld! You just saw it, none of the seven people from the Heaven and Netherworld are weak! If the opponent is at this level,
I'm just afraid..."
As he spoke, a dark look appeared on his face.
At this time, the young man from before began to encourage the other party, saying: "Brother Luo Peng, don't think so much, as long as we go all out, we will definitely win!"
"Win? Well, I will definitely do it! Alas, after being in seclusion for so long, so many things have been delayed. After this battle is over, I will go home and get married!" Luo Peng's eyes suddenly showed a look of longing.
The young man from before was slightly startled and said, "Brother Luo Peng, these words are unlucky!"
Luo Peng smiled and said: "What is auspicious and unlucky? It is also honorable to die for Bian Beicheng, for the family, and for the young master! In today's battle, treat death as if you are home!"
The young man immediately agreed: "Yes, I will treat death as home!"
The words of the two instantly affected the others around them.
Soon, everyone in the entire camp shouted in unison: "Death is like home! Death is like home..."
The sound shook the sky, tragic and desolate.
It seems that these are a group of brave men who died generously!
On the other side, in front of the gate of the two worlds.
"What the hell?" Ghost Fang Mingjun was speechless.
This group of guys, this group of people, are like this, and they still regard death as death?
Who is stronger and who is weaker?
Just when he was stunned.
boom!
On the other side of the gate between the two worlds, spiritual light fluctuates.
The next moment, a huge army from the heaven and underworld flew out from the other side of the gate between the two realms.
"Haha, is this the Tianyuan Realm? This is my first time here! This time, I want to kill them all!"
"Huh! You're a waste. You only know how to kill, but you don't know how to do anything serious? I must take the two saints back to have fun!"
"Haha, I just need to take a few earth spiritual veins!"
A group of people said with a smile.
At this moment, Ghost Fang Mingjun glanced at everyone and raised his eyebrows: "Where is the Realm Lord?"
"Hmm? Meet Lord Guifang Ming, Lord of the Realm. He is activating the guardian immortal weapon and will be here soon. Lord Guifang Ming, where is our lord, Lord Immortal Ming?" an old man said, looking at Lord Guifang Ming.
Immortal Lord of the Underworld?
Ghost Fang Mingjun was stunned and turned to look in the direction of Bian Beicheng.
The old man immediately followed his eyes.
"Huh? The Tianyuan Realm actually organized an army to resist? What a joke! Everyone, Lord Ming has penetrated deeply into the Tianyuan Realm. We must follow up and destroy these garbage from the Tianyuan Realm first! Kill me!"
"kill!"
This group of people came to Tianyuan Realm to burn, kill and loot.
Everyone is afraid that if they move too slowly, they will not gain anything.
Therefore, after hearing the old man's words, he lost control almost instantly and started killing everyone in Bianbeicheng.
"Wait a minute, come back to me!"
Lord Guifang Ming was shocked and wanted to stop him.
However, there were too many people rushing out.
It’s too late!
At this moment, everyone in Bianbeicheng also became awe-inspiring.
"Is a frontal attack coming? Everyone, use the immortal weapons of creation to form a defensive formation!" Luo Peng shouted loudly in the crowd.
"yes!"
In an instant, all those holding the artifacts of creation activated their defensive formations at the same time.
Buzz!
Lines of immortal light soared into the sky, and the runes of the immortal artifacts intertwined together, like a huge shield.
"Haha, you still want to defend yourself? Break it into pieces for me!"
On the other side of the Heavenly Underworld, an old man who was rushing forward laughed at him and slashed at him with a knife.
He thought that when his sword fell, the formation would be shattered.
After all, according to his knowledge, there is no one in the Tianyuan world who can fight with him!
It won’t work if a group of people join forces!
However……
when!
When he struck with the sword, the sword energy shattered, and the blade also shattered.
Even his arm was sore and numb from the shock.
On the other hand, the defensive formation in front of me was motionless.
"What? How could this happen?" The old man was shocked.
"Don't do anything, come back here!" Ghost Fang Mingjun shouted sternly.
However, when the old man heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Why, Lord Ghost Fang Ming, are you worried that we will snatch the credit? Don't worry, even if I kill these people, you will have a share of the spoils gained from them!"
As he spoke, he shouted to everyone: "Everyone, join me in taking action!"
"yes!"
In an instant, tens of thousands of people from the Heaven and Underworld took action at the same time, bombarding the formation of creational immortal weapons in front of them.
Seeing this scene, Luo Peng's face changed horribly.
"Oops, can we handle so many people?"
"We have to carry it even if we can't bear it! Behind us is the young master, Bian Beicheng! We can't retreat!"
Someone roared angrily, and everyone gritted their teeth and echoed, once again bursting out with the hope of death.
And at this time...
Rumble!
The attack from the Heavenly Underworld has also arrived.