"Cultivate my sword and fight toward Jiutian.

Burn my blood and move forward!"

The war songs roared in the mouths of a group of masters in the Qingtian Realm, and the weapons in their hands were shining with cold light.

The terrifying fighting spirit swept across the world.

The densely packed strong men rushed towards the countless death warriors like the sky without fear. In an instant, terrifying war broke out on both sides.

Nan Tianwen held a spear, and the sound of the gun was shaking the sky, and the gun shadow was like a dragon, dancing in his hand: "The miscellaneous parts of the Temple of Death, go back to the Heaven of Immortality!"

"The Qingtian Realm is no longer ten thousand years ago. Since you have left, you can't even think about stepping into the Qingtian Realm half a step!"

"Die for me!"

The strong men were roaring.

Kill the Death Warriors who came out of the Temple of Death in front of them.

They knew...                                                                                                                              

But... they also knew that if even these Death God warriors could not resist the obstacles, once they were allowed to enter the Qingtian Realm, it would inevitably cause devastating disasters to the Qingtian Realm.

The Death Warriors are similar to the Necromancers, but they are even more cruel and ruthless than them.

They don't care about any creatures.

As long as it is life.

In front of them, there was prey! A red elixir furnace floating above Xue Bufan's head, surrounded by flames, and expressionless face, urging a ball of fire to rush towards the statue of the bullhead.

"Those who provoke the majesty of my Temple of Death - die!"

The statue of the bullhead statue had no expression on his face. When the battle axe in his hand suddenly swung, it tore through the void and smashed it down towards Xue Bufan.

The red elixir furnace above Xue Bufan's head was buzzing, and mysterious runes bloomed with brilliant light.

It instantly turned into a hill.

A thud.

The red elixir furnace blocked the fatal blow of the battle axe.

But...                                                                                                                              �

Xue Bufan spit out a mouthful of blood, but the statue of the bull-headed god waved the battle axe again and slashed towards his head.

"No..." Xue Bufan looked desperate.

He had just been injured and could not resist this attack at all.

But at this moment... Nan Tianwen flashed, his gun was like a dragon, and his vast attack was like a dragon to go out to sea, and a loud bang hit the battle axe.

A loud noise echoed in nine days.

The battle axe was knocked out by him.

But before Nan Tianwen was happy about his record, a black iron rod came over the sky and hit his waist with a bang.

Wow! Nan Tianwen screamed and blood spurted out of his mouth.

The whole person flew backwards towards the distance.

"careful!"

The leader of the orc tribe of the Xuanyuan Domain swung his arms, and the surging energy turned into a big net, blocking Nan Tianwen.

Looking at his pale face, he said worriedly, "Is it okay?"

Nan Tianwen wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head and said, "I can't die!"

"Then keep going!"

Man Chong roared angrily, and the two ox horns above his head continued to turn into two pitch-black spiral spears.

His hands suddenly stumbled.

Two spiral unicorns.

It turned out to be out of his head, turned into two spears, and it exploded as he swung in his hand.

Then he traveled through the void and shot out towards the face of the horse.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish, the powerful Fire Clan among the ancient eight tribes of the Xuan Realm, Yan Lei and Jin Wusheng, the powerful Sun Clan, were dodged and landed on two spears.

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As the two spiral ox horns pierced through the bodies of the two statues and frozen on their bodies, Jin Wusheng and Yan Lei shook and fell on the bodies of the two statues at the same time.

The two of them burst out with their natal magical powers at the same time.

The scorching magma rolled with hot flames, wrapping up the statue of the bullhead.

Surrounded by the fiery golden light, Jin Wusheng transformed into a ray of sun, wrapping up the horse-faced statue.

Roar! Roar! Under the full force of the two, the two statues were roaring and roaring.

They whipped the two people attached to their bodies frantically.

But the two hugged their bodies tightly.

Blood kept spraying from his mouth.

The injuries on his body became more and more terrifying.

But they refused to let go. The golden juesheng shouted at Nan Tianwen and others: "Hurry up and destroy him..."                                                �

"We can't let them sacrifice in vain..." Nan Tianwen, Xue Bufan, Man Chong and others' eyes were red.

Shocking gun shadow.

Red alchemy furnace.

Huge beast shadow.

The three of them burst out with the most powerful and terrifying offensive, surging like a tide, surging towards the two statues.

Rumble! In the terrifying storm of destruction.

The two statues of gods fell apart and were destroyed.

However, Jin Wusheng and Yan Lei completely disappeared under this terrifying offensive.

Nan Tianwen and the other two stood quietly in the void.

The cold wind is bleak.

Their faces were as serious as ever.

Even though they have eliminated the two statues of gods, they are also masters who have fallen into the realm of Saints.

Their eyes looked around.

The shouts of killing have long disappeared from the noise and noise that began.

Because...                                                              �

More than half of the four fortresses guarding here have fallen.

The Death Warrior is really terrible.

They are fearless.

The more you kill, the more you will be.

At the beginning, the number of people on both sides was still the Qingtian Realm was the upper hand, but now it has been far surpassed by the Death Warrior.

One rises and the other falls.

It is only a matter of time before the Blue Heaven Realm loses.

But no one of the masters in the Qingtian Realm retreated.

Even if everyone tried their best, they were still fighting and still trying their best to protect the home behind them.

Someone's hand was cut off, so he held a sword in his mouth but killed the enemy.

Someone was split in half. When he was dying, he self-destructed that his soul would die with his enemies.

Someone was unparalleled in and out of the enemy group seven times...                                                                                                                      �

The four major fortresses were almost wiped out.

"We... can't stop them..." Man Chong rolled his throat, looking in pain.

Nan Tianwen's face was full of bitterness: "There is not them who are really scary..." His eyes fell on the dark temple of death, "The Death Warriors are just the lowest warriors in the temple of death. Their real strong men are called impermanence and judges, and they have never shown up yet!"

"It seems...we are going to explain here today!"

Xue Bufan took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth, then threw some of them at Man Chong and Nan Tianwen, "Are you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid of it!"

Man Chong siped the pill.

Nan Tianwen said lightly: "A man dies and a bird is facing the sky, and he will never die for thousands of years. Are you afraid of a ball?"

Xue Bufan grinned.

Just about to open your mouth.

However, the Death Warriors around him suddenly stopped attacking and gathered towards the Death Temple at an extremely fast speed.

After a moment, all the Death Warriors were guarding the temple.

Until this time... Nan Tianwen and others' faces were extremely serious, staring at the Temple of Death: "It seems that the people inside can't stay!"

"Are you finally showing up?"

Everyone looked solemn and stared at the Temple of Death.

The real strong men of the Temple of Death, Wuchang, Judge, etc. are finally about to appear.
Chapter completed!