Killing tool.

A thousand-mile wide sky mark can form a phalanx of two million people at a time, and subsequent phalanxes are still being formed.

Xia Jie felt his teeth hurt. He hugged Qixin tightly and said in a low voice: "It seems that we have to run away this time. Why don't they run away, brother?" He glanced at the man who was sitting there.

Xingtian Dafeng, who was silently reciting incantations in the witch formation that was gradually taking shape, could not hide the worry in his eyes.

Tai Yi didn't know when he walked up to Xia Jie. He secretly pushed a dark wooden sign to Xia Jie and said in a deep voice: "This is the Hidden Witch Order of the Hidden Witch Palace. If I die, you will be the big one."

When Xia Xin's Hidden Witch Lord returned to the human world, he immediately took the Hidden Witch Palace to a desolate place with few people and hid there, waiting for the opportunity to establish the witchcraft again."

Silently taking the wooden sign, Xia Jie took a deep look at Tai Yi. Tai Yi's body was trembling slightly, and he murmured in a low voice: "There are so many people! The weakest soldier in these phalanxes is all real

The strength of more than two cauldrons. Fighting with such an army? How can those trash from Daxia win?" The corners of Xia Jie's mouth twitched a few times. There were more than a thousand demon phalanxes opened in Tianhen.

!Is this the war on the Tianhen battlefield? What qualifications does the army of Daxia have to participate in such a battle? The Witch King is not joking and wants to wipe out all the witches in the lower world, right?

However, to be serious, after the armies of the Gods, Witch Gods and Demon Gods were all destroyed, Daxia's army did have the power to decide everything. But, was the Witch King's intention really just that? Mr. Xia Jie

I feel like things are not that simple.

The sound of wings flapping the air came from within the sky mark. The people who flew out of the sky mark followed, leaving Xia Jie, Qi Xin, Tai Yi and other great witches stunned.

These flapping bat wings and black feathers, flying out of the sky in a neat formation, aren't they the vampires created by the sea people and another kind of biological modification? However, these vampires in front of them are more powerful than the sea people.

Those created are much, much more powerful. The aura of each of them is no weaker than Cain, the guy who claims to be the ancestor of the blood race.

"If there are any other monsters, please come out together!" Xia Jie sighed quietly, and he was completely speechless.

Several jet-black flying dragons slowly flew out from the sky mark surrounded by a group of black clouds.

Standing on the black clouds was a stunning man with long hair, who was as beautiful as a twenty-eight-year-old virgin.

The man held a purple cylinder in his left hand, and there was a faint light coming from the strange-shaped cylinder. An unsettling aura was emanating from the cylinder.

Jiao Sheng and others knelt on the ground at the same time, shouting respectfully: "I welcome the Lord!"

The stunning man twisted his body like a weak willow in the wind, and his beautiful red phoenix eyes lightly swept over the faces of the Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King. An unusually gorgeous smile bloomed on his face. He sighed lowly: "It's not in vain.

Saint spent tens of thousands of years trying to get to this portal. This is a good place, don't you feel it? There is an active breath in a parallel level of this space. This trip is worth it.

"

Raising his slender jade finger, the man nodded carelessly at the Witch King: "You are so rude, and you are disheveled when you meet this saint. You might as well die!"

An evil energy suddenly emerged around the Witch King, and the screams of countless fierce ghosts shook the bodies of several wizard gods around the Witch King. This man's attack came so evilly and invisible, the Witch King alone

Without checking, the evil energy has already invaded my body.

“Pfft~~~”

The Witch King opened his mouth and spat out a stream of golden blood, and fell to the sky. Soon, the Witch King was already dying, and he was about to die.

The battle formations of the gods and witch gods stirred, and even the emperor of heaven beside the witch king was dumbfounded for a moment.

The man suddenly laughed loudly: "Oh hehehehe! How can it be in vain for this saint to take action? Who can resist the charm of this saint with such a beautiful and extraordinary existence?"

Like a blow to the head, this extremely powerful man's out-of-mind words shocked all the gods present.

Spreading his hands, the man made a cross gesture on the dark clouds. He shouted loudly: "You, inferior creatures who are destined to be destroyed, kneel down in front of the beautiful flower body... Even though you are like this

The ugliness must be destroyed in the end, but the benevolent Flower Saint will give you a chance to use the waste."

After some disgusting self-praise, the Flower Saint said seriously: "The artifact in my hands can transform you into my tribe! This is your honor! Despicable creatures!"

The purple cylinder emits a light that reaches the sky that is hard to look at. A strange wave of energy rolls in the air, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.

Within Tianhen, troops are still pouring out in a steady stream.

Finally, nearly 100,000 metal dolls with a height of more than 10,000 feet came out with heavy steps. On the bodies of these metal dolls, hundreds of feet thick strange flames rolled, and extremely dense and complex runes of various colors shone in the flames.

In the middle of the flash, powerful murderous aura surged out from these puppets, forcing some of the weaker gods and witch gods at the front to retreat continuously.

The Emperor of Heaven was stunned. He looked at the ridiculously powerful demon army in front of him and couldn't say a word anymore.

Several great witch gods had already carried the lifeless Witch King and slipped to the back. At the front, the Emperor of Heaven was left to face the strange and evil Flower Saint.

The Flower Saint smiled charmingly at the Emperor of Heaven, twisted his waist slightly, and said excitedly: "Surrender, or die in battle? Give me an answer quickly? I can't wait... to kill someone."

It’s over!”
Chapter completed!