Chapter 708: The Final Chapter Two of the Millennium Reincarnation
Hearing Yang Wu's words, Tianjizi, Bai Jingtian, Shangguan Hong and others were stunned. Could it be that Yang Wu was going to give up? Everyone's hearts were raised. (Feng Wu) also looked at it with a look of disbelief and doubt.
By Yang Wu.
"Haha..." Demon Lord Chi You suddenly laughed wildly and said coldly: "We haven't seen each other for thousands of years. I thought you had become one of those hidden gentlemen. Could it be that you have changed your body and even your personality?"
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Yang Wu looked at Demon Lord Chi You, shook his head helplessly, and said softly: "You'd better stop and let it go. If possible, I will find a piece of land for you, the Eastern Yi people, to live in peace..."
"This..." When Tianjizi heard Yang Wu's words, he immediately thought that his ears were broken and he had heard something wrong. What happened? Thousands of years ago, the clan leader would not have said this. He said anxiously: "Clan Leader,
No…”
"I understand what you mean, but all creatures in the world have their own way of survival. You and I are just a thing that was born in this world, so why bother to kill them all..." Yang Wu looked sideways at Tianjizi and said,
Duantian Jizi said leisurely:
"Give up...Huang Emperor, I don't care who you are now? You want me to give up, unless you die..." Demon Lord Chi You looked at Yang Wu. Although he didn't know why Yang Wu said this, there was some ridicule in his heart. Give up, back then
How can he give up on the brotherly hatred that followed him in the north and south?
Suzaku - Youji, Xuanwu - Cangqiong, Baihu - Aoren, Qinglong - Zhanbai heard the words of Demon Lord Chi You, and they also looked at Yang Wu at the same time. Their eyes wanted to scratch Yang Wu alive.
Yang Wu looked at the expressions of the five people and shook his head helplessly. In fact, he also knew in his heart that it was impossible for Demon Lord Chi You to give up. But he still held on to a glimmer of hope. He shook his head and said: "Well, since you
You are so persistent, Tianjizi, please step back..."
When Tianjizi heard Yang Wu's words, he was slightly startled, and said with some hesitation: "Clan leader, Chi You's cultivation..." But he was also worried that Yang Wu would face the five masters of the Wushen Cult by himself.[
"Why don't you go down below? The punishment for breaking your oath is only a temporary suppression. Don't be killed in chaos, otherwise I can't do anything about it..." Yang Wu said unbearably:
Hearing Yang Wu's words, Tianjizi was slightly startled and nodded, but felt a warmth in his heart. It has been the same for thousands of years. The patriarch is still the same patriarch who cared about the world and his brothers. His eyes couldn't help but twitch slightly.
moist.
And high in the sky where no one was aware, two figures were standing impressively, quietly watching everything happening below. One of them, a woman in a white sand dress, slowly said: "Patriarch, why don't we go down?"
Another person shook his head and said: "Hanba, it doesn't matter if you and I participate in human affairs. It's just a thousand-year tragedy, reenacted once..."
Hearing what the man said, Han Bao was slightly startled, nodded, and stopped talking. The two of them were Han Bao and the general. After Yang Wu left Shennongjia, the two of them also left Shennongjia.
The general looked at Yang Wu, showing a trace of satisfaction, then turned around and left, disappearing into the air. Hanba looked at the general's back, but he was also a little unpredictable, shook his head in frustration and followed away.
go.
Demon Lord Chi You, when he saw Yang Wu dismissing the people around him, was slightly startled, a little surprised, but also a little happy, and said coldly: "You think you can defeat me alone, you are arrogant..." After saying that, he instantly turned into
A ball of black energy released a tyrannical pressure.
The originally clear sky was once again shrouded in black air. As the black air covered the sky, the Yi soldiers on the ground cheered and started fighting passionately. An overwhelming murderous aura approached the Chinese army.
Coming in formation.
A sinister and evil chill suddenly enveloped the hearts of everyone present. However, in an instant, a warm current, like a dazzling warm sun, illuminated the entire north of Sichuan. It felt like bathing in the spring breeze.
In the high sky, Yang Wu's body was scattered with golden light, exuding a soft and warm air, just like the warm sun in the high altitude. As Yang Wu moved, he saw that the dark air gradually receded. The sun, the sky, and the heavy
Return to the public eye.
Everyone suddenly felt the fighting spirit burning, and their determination to win was a little more intense. Facing the Yi soldiers who had slowly retreated, everyone immediately prepared their formations, and the ordinary soldiers laid out cannons closely. For these Yi soldiers, the guns were already ready.
It was completely effective, just tickling them. The only ones that could cause damage were these powerful cannons. The practitioners also took out their magic weapons and circulated their whole body's energy. Everyone's eyes were staring at the Yi clan armor.
, looking forward to death, the last battle.
As the Yi soldiers approached slowly, the ordinary soldiers immediately began to move in an orderly manner. The observers stared at the Yi soldiers intently, waiting only for the Yi soldiers to enter the artillery range.
Everyone felt that the palms of their hands were cold, and their bodies were wet with sweat. They silently counted in their hearts, one step, two steps, three steps... they entered, entered the shooting range.
As soon as the commander gave the order, the whole earth shook violently, and accompanied by the sound of "boom, boom..." the cannons, as if they were free of charge, densely hit the Yi soldiers.
Looking at the sparks exploding among the Yi soldiers from a distance, several military leaders couldn't help but smile. No matter how thick your skin is, you will still lose your life in front of the cannon.
I want you to shed some blood.[
As the ordinary soldiers exchanged fire with the Yi soldiers, the cultivators, led by Nangong Wan'er, Bai Jingtian, Tian Jizi and others, dispatched in batches to meet the demon sect members.
The first column in the cultivation world, hundreds of masters in the realm of refining gods, led by Zhixian and other martial arts masters, took the lead in rushing towards the Demon Cult team. Everyone knew that with their own cultivation level and others who could not reach the realm of god transformation,
Breaking into the ranks of the Demon Cult is nothing more than losing your life and becoming cannon fodder.
However, even if they lose their lives, everyone will turn back. Even if they self-destruct, they will break a few steel teeth of the Witch God Sect. This is what these hundreds of masters in the realm of refining the gods think. The Witch God Sect has experienced the battle of Mangdang Mountain. Although it is now powerful,
However, there are not many people who cultivate themselves.
Compared with the world of cultivation, there are very few. As hundreds of masters in the realm of refining gods came in like a "tide", before the people of the Witch God Sect could make any stop, those refining masters who had already rushed in were
The master of the realm of gods exploded into flowers among the Wushen Cult crowd.
Self-destruction, actually choosing to self-destruct with the same fate, this is something that no one in the Wushen Cult expected. As the sound of self-destruction continued to be heard, the scene became extremely bloody and weird. Everyone in the Wushen Cult also had to retreat, leaving only one person behind.
All the masters were in front to resist this group of desperate masters of the realm of refining the gods.
In a matter of seconds, most of the hundreds of masters in the realm of refining gods were lost. Only a few remained in the ranks of the Witch God Cult, stubbornly resisting.
The land was dyed red with blood, and minced meat was mixed with the muddy blood and soil. Broken limbs and broken arms could be seen everywhere, and the heart-rending screams and moans that kept coming told everyone about this scene.
The fierce battle was fierce. Following the first column, the Wushen Cult team was forced to retreat.
Soon the second column, led by Tian Jizi and Bai Jingtian, and a group of masters from the realm of the soul, also rushed into the battle. Although the second column can be said to be the smallest in number, with only twenty or thirty people,
However, this team is the most powerful one.
With the addition of the second column, the few remaining masters of the realm of gods in the first column were able to evacuate according to the original arrangement. However, this group of people did not evacuate, but still rushed towards the Wushen Cult team and blew themselves up.
At this time, no one had any contempt for their cultivation, only deep respect.
Yes, they are heroes, heroes who turn back against injustice. They are the heroes of the Chinese people. Nangong Wan'er and others, who can see far away, look distressed. Most of these masters in the realm of refining gods are only from Kunlun, Penglai and other parties.
The young disciples have become cannon fodder and they have no complaints. They are the reserve army for the inheritance of various sects and factions.
The already assembled column of masters in the realm of gods, if not for Nangong Wan'er's order, would have already wanted to rush into the battle. The crowd began to shout urgently, trying to make this group of people retreat. However,
The voices of everyone seemed so powerful at this time, and how could they be heard by these people who had already fallen into madness.
The masters of the realm of souls in the second column were also instantly infected by the masters of the realm of refining gods in the first column, and they shot continuously, approaching the masters of the Witch God Sect.
The battle situation was changing rapidly. Both sides did not use any formations at all, but simply relied on their own energy to strangle and kill.
Yang Wu, who was high in the sky, looked at such a tragic and bloody battle. His brows moved slightly, but he slowly couldn't bear it. Although he also killed people, he had never been like this today. He looked at Demon Lord Chi You and said coldly: "
This is what you want to see..."
Suzaku - Yuji, Xuanwu - Cangqiong, Baihu - Aoren, Qinglong - Zhanbai looked at the battle below, but they were also stunned. Looking at the disciples of the Witch God Cult who fell one by one, they also wanted to rush down, but without
Before receiving orders from Demon Lord Chi You, the four of them had no choice but to stay behind and did not dare to step forward.
Now that he heard Yang Wu's words, he came back to his senses and looked at Yang Wu with cold eyes and anger. If he killed the man in front of him, the Huaxia clan would be able to rely on him again, and the blood shed by all the disciples of the Witch God Sect would not be in vain.
Flow, the four of them also strongly controlled their anger, looked at Demon Lord Chi You, and waited for Demon Lord Chi You's order.
"Hmph... The battle between you and me is inevitable... Come... Huangdi, let me see you thousands of years later..." Demon Lord Chi You took the lead and transformed into a ball of black energy, heading straight towards Yang Wu.
After getting up, Suzaku - Yu Ji, Xuan Wu - Cang Qiong, Bai Hu - Ao Ren, Qing Long - Zhan Bai suddenly moved, and instantly burst out with a powerful black energy, and their bodies also expanded instantly. The blood demon made it possible in this situation.
Then, the four people actually chose bloody stool together. The people on the ground who were fighting fiercely would naturally not notice the six people in the sky.
When life and death are over, who will have the mind to care about the people around them? Only by constantly advancing, rushing, and killing can we have a chance to survive. Use your last breath to kill the group of demon sect people and Yi tribe soldiers in front of you.
Only the comrades behind you can have an extra chance of survival.