Xiao Chen looked at the battle situation at this time and kept it calm, so he did not release to resolve the battle because he felt that there would be a greater crisis later.
At this time, it was a scene of melee, and the two sides were fighting inextricably.
Under the sunlight, the lights and shadows of swords flashed, reflecting this gorgeous stage of life and death battle. Every warrior stood proudly on the battlefield, their eyes full of determination and expectation.
The bamboo forest swayed in the wind, as if to cheer for this battle. The weapons in the hands of the warriors were like the poisonous snake's letter, like the fangs of the giant bear, sharp and cold.
Their bodies are strong and strong, like wild leopards shuttling through the jungle, fast and flexible. The clothes of the warriors are fluttering in the wind, and their figures appear taller and more powerful in the sun.
The mountains and rivers are silent in the distance, as if this melee is just a scene in an ink painting. The mountains are like a huge screen, isolating the fighting world from the outside world. The water is as calm as a mirror, reflecting the figures of the warriors.
Like a sword ready to go.
The lights and shadows of swords intertwined, and the figures of the warriors danced on the battlefield. Their swords split the air like thunder, making a shocking sound.
The blood splattered, making people's bones tremble, but the warriors had no intention of backing down. The more they fought, the braver they became.
On this crazy battlefield, the roars of warriors, the clash of swords, and the whistling of bamboo forests and mountains and rivers are intertwined to form a heroic symphony. Every moment is full of tension and excitement, and every attack
All carry fatal dangers.
Despite the fierce battle, the warriors' postures were still as tall as pine trees, and their eyes were still as firm as iron.
Even in the face of life and death threats, they showed no fear. They used their weapons as pens and their bodies as paper to draw thrilling pictures in this melee.
The gentle color tone is in sharp contrast to this cruel battle scene. The warmth of the sun, the softness of the bamboo forest, and the tranquility of the mountains and rivers all form a strong contrast with the swordsmen's resolute and bloody battle.
This contrast makes people feel the fierceness and cruelty of this battle more deeply.
At this moment, changes occurred on the battlefield.
A black shadow suddenly appeared from outside the formation, turned into a black lightning, and rushed towards Ling Yuantu.
puff!
Ling Yuantu had no time to react and was pierced by this black lightning. Fortunately, he avoided the vital point at the critical moment and avoided death.
But at this moment, everyone was shocked.
The person who took action was wearing a strange mask with a unicorn painted on it.
The most frightening thing is that this person's strength is not inferior to Ling Yuantu or Feixue.
Another point is that the dagger he holds in his hand is actually the magic weapon of reincarnation.
This confused many people.
When did the Samsara Divine Weapon become so worthless?
There are so many.
You must know that in the past, there were only five pieces of the Divine Weapon of Reincarnation, all of which were in the hands of the founder.
"Haha, Ling Yuantu, you will definitely lose today. There is no need to fight stubbornly. I think you might as well surrender."
Seeing that Ling Yuantu was injured, Fei Xue's attack became sharper, and the rays of the magic sword enveloped Ling Yuantu.
The masked man was not idle either. The two of them attacked from a flank, clearly suppressing Ling Yuantu and gaining a huge advantage.
At this pace, Ling Yuan Tu will be defeated in a few minutes.
"Hmph, do you think I'm not prepared?"
With a cold snort, Ling Yuantu actually threw out a picture.
A dozen figures flew out of the painting.
They are also all Nine Tribulation Kings.
And the most terrifying thing is that everyone has the magic weapon of reincarnation, and everyone is extremely powerful.
"The remnants of the doomsday!"
When Fei Xue saw these sixteen people, he couldn't help but show excitement.
Logically speaking, he should be scared or panicked, but his face was filled with excitement, and he had no idea what he was thinking.
"Ling Yuantu, you really have to invite these remnants of the doomsday, and these people are actually willing to help you. It's great. Now, we can finally realize the plan, Qi!"
Fei Xue laughed loudly, and the formation suddenly noticed a change.
Blood-red chains stretched out from the formation and pounced on the sixteen people.
It seems that I have been waiting for this moment to arrive.
Those sixteen warriors were extremely powerful. They realized something was wrong and hurriedly resisted.
But even if they blocked one chain after another, there were too many chains, and they were still penetrated by those chains and then restrained.
In just this moment, Ling Yuantu's reinforcements were all trapped.
"This is impossible!"
Ling Yuantu's expression changed drastically.
He had already made preparations, but he did not expect that these preparations would be of no use and would be instantly disintegrated at this moment.
"Haha, nothing is impossible. Do you think that our formation is just to trap you? You think too highly of yourselves. These remnants of the apocalypse are the prey we want!"
Fei Xue sneered and said: "Okay, hurry up and resolve the battle, don't waste time, they have no helpers anymore."
"yes!"
Everyone shouted in unison, and the next moment, the combat power of the Nine Tribulation Kings increased dramatically, with the lowest ones more than doubling.
A strange line appeared on their foreheads, which looked like a shrunken unicorn with a blood-red mark.
As the combat power surged, many warriors on Ling Yuantu's side were unable to stop them, and their clones were destroyed one after another.
When Xiao Chen saw that the situation was not good, he immediately stopped holding back and his combat power exploded instantly.
The ancient divine gun has crazy output.
The clones of the king who could have blocked him originally had obviously increased their combat power, but they were completely unable to block them. He swept them across with a single shot, killing more than a dozen of them in an instant.
This fighting power is too powerful!
"Well done, Brother Ling!"
Ling Yuantu showed excitement.
There is still hope.
Xiao Chen's performance allowed him to see the possibility of victory in this battle.
At the same time, Jin Yan and Long Chen also went crazy.
One turned into a golden crow, and the other turned into a golden dragon, easily killing the opponent.
What followed was almost a one-sided massacre.
However, in just a few tens of seconds, the clones of the king who wasted blood were almost completely lost, leaving only the main body.
Once the main body dies, the losses will be huge.
"Damn, how could this happen? Why are these three guys so powerful!"
Fei Xue looked at this scene in shock, completely dumbfounded, and his plan was ruined.
He originally thought that by controlling the remnants of the doomsday, the battle would be resolved, but now, they were crushed unilaterally.
How is this good?
"Hurry and help, do you still want to watch the battle from the sidelines?"
Fei Xue became anxious and shouted.
The next moment, twelve more black warriors wearing unicorn masks joined the battle formation. The strength of each of them was not inferior to that of Ling Yuantu and Fei Xue. The key is that each of them also has the Samsara Divine Weapon in their hands.