Time passed by every second, and the number of people on both sides continued to decrease, and now only monks above the divine stage were left.

Wu Zhen released his spiritual sense and found that there were 12 fusion cultivators on the enemy, and three of them had reached the sixth level of fusion.

"Why can't these people be killed all of them?" Wu Zhen thought to himself.

The hatred in the world of cultivation is troublesome. Every time the hatred is fought by the 18th generation of ancestors. These sixth-level monks are obviously old-fashioned people who have lived for more than a thousand years.

"Old ghosts in the fusion stage, I'm here, you can come here!" Wu Zhen shouted loudly.

The battlefield is extremely bloody, and people die every moment. People don’t have time to be sad or cry, because the next moment, they may be themselves.

The number of people on both sides has ranged from one million to ten thousand now. If it were not for the time decomposition function, the blood flowing out could flood the Tianxing Royal Palace.

"Kill him!" Xia Heng said.

There are only five monks left in Wu Zhen’s fusion stage, and they are all in a state of perseverance. As long as Wu Zhen is killed, the war will be completely over.

Xia Xing, hiding in the distance, shivered. If he loses, the one who waits for him will definitely be a tragic fate. He may be sobbed and his wife and daughter will become a toy.

Twelve fusion cultivators surrounded Wu Zhen, but Wu Zhen did not escape and stood quietly.

"Boy, are you scared? You jumped!" Xia Heng laughed.

Wu Zhen was neither happy nor angry, calmly like the deep blue sea.

"Your whole family is here, right? Isn't there another ancestor coming out in the middle of the fight, right?" Wu Zhen asked.

Xia Heng was stunned for a second and said, "Oh, you still want to catch us all in one go? I'm so scared~"

"Hahaha~" the others also laughed and agreed.

"I'm also a fool. Regardless of whether he has an ancestor or not, just kill one!" Wu Zhen thought.

After thinking about it, he was about to take action, but suddenly he remembered something.

"Go to protect Yu'er, I can handle this trash alone." Wu Zhen said to Yanling Beast.

Yan Ling Beast shook his head, obviously unwilling to leave Wu Zhen, but Wu Zhen glanced at it and drove away Yan Ling Beast with his eyes.

With less, you must take the lead. Wu Zhen threw his right hand and the Human Emperor Bell came out to trap three merging sixth-level monks.

Although there are still nine remaining monks in the fusion stage, Wu Zhen is confident that he will solve the problem within ten minutes.

The Sky-Breaking War God Spear swept out and forced all nine people back. Wu Zhen took the opportunity to break through and rushed towards Xia Heng.

Xia Heng was so scared that he cried and called his parents. The others had to rescue him and all gathered towards Xia Heng.

At this moment, Wu Zhen shot out with a back-up shot. He had a Dragon Soul Spear in his left hand and a Sky-Breaking War God Spear in his right hand. The two fusion cultivators were unable to defend themselves and were shocked.

"Charge 8 million time value, collect 8 million time value..."

Another 16 million time value was obtained, and Wu Zhen's murderous intent became stronger and stronger. The madman mark on his forehead flashed constantly, but this time there was no situation of being deprived of his reason.

"It seems that I have slowly adapted to the Mad Demon Seal." Wu Zhen said with a deep joy.

The remaining seven fusion cultivators wanted to siege Wu Zhen, but this would not guarantee Xia Heng's safety. Wu Zhen made a fuss around Xia Heng, but instead took the initiative.

"You bully the weak, what kind of heroes are you? You can release my ancestor and fight one-on-one." Xia Heng said, wanting to use the provocation method to fool Wu Zhen.

Wu Zhen was not stupid, so he circled around Xia Heng, protecting Xia Heng's fusion cultivator to take care of one and another, and soon another one was killed.

"You turtle, when I catch you, you must dig out your heart and sew your intestines so that you can only shit with your mouth!" Xia Heng could not beat Wu Zhen, so he could only attack him with his mouth.

Wu Zhen had the mark of a mad demon. After being scolded, his fighting spirit became even stronger. As soon as the sound of heaven and earth came out, he killed two fusion cultivators.

"Ah!~~Don't worry about me, kill him together. Even if I die, I will still bring him to bury him!" Xia Heng screamed in anger. His hatred for Wu Zhen had reached the point of exchanging his life for life.

However, his subordinates not only did not attack Wu Zhen, but were closer to Xia Heng.

"Everyone protects His Majesty the Emperor, we will only defend but not attack, and we will last until the ancestor escapes, which is the kid's death." One of the fusion cultivators shouted.

This plan is good, but Wu Zhen obviously won't let them go. Since you only defend but not attack, don't blame me for being rude.

Wu Zhen tentatively attacked Xia Heng, but found that even if the remaining six people could hurt Wu Zhen, they would abandon the car to protect the coach, and preferred to protect Xia Heng.

After discovering this, Wu Zhen became unscrupulous. He kept pretending to attack Xia Heng, and instead attacked the other six people.

Not long after, Xia Heng was still unscathed, but the other six people were all injured. Seeing that the situation was critical, Xia Heng actually ran away directly.

"Your Majesty, don't leave!" a monk in the fusion stage shouted.

Wu Zhen glanced at Xia Heng from the bottom of his heart. He thought that the emperor of the First Dynasty could be smarter, but the facts proved that this guy was not even as good as Xu Fuji.

If Xia Heng stood still and had six people to protect him, Wu Zhen would have to kill at least three more people to kill Xia Heng.

But now Xia Heng took the initiative to escape, and Wu Zhen's speed was the fastest among all, so how could the other six people protect him?

Sure enough, Wu Zhen activated the light-chasing body technique and stirred up afterimages in the air. He was approaching Xia Heng in less than a breath.

Xia Heng felt a breath of death hit him. He turned around in fear and shouted loudly: "Help!"

In fact, this is a trap set by Wu Zhen on purpose. Otherwise, with his strength, Xia Heng would not have the chance to speak out.

Hearing Xia Heng's call for help, the six monks in the fusion stage became even more anxious and rushed towards him regardless of everything.

At this moment, Wu Zhen used the same trick again and shot him back again!

This time, the Canglong, among the nine destiny styles, went to sea and the Crazy Dragon ascend to heaven, used it at the same time. After the six fusion cultivators were trapped at the same time, they exploded and died together.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the three ancestors finally broke the defense of the Human Emperor Bell. They rushed towards Wu Zhen at the same time, and six palms came out together.

Wu Zhen used his old moves at this time and was shot at the ground by the three ancestors.

With a "boom~", a deep pit of ten meters was blown out on the ground!

"Master!"

"Master!"

"It's over, it's over..."

Wu Zhen was depressed. If Wu Zhen fell down, let alone the others, his bloody slave would die.

"Ao~~" Yan Ling Beast screamed loudly, as if calling, and as if cheering.

Wu Zhen was lying in the pit, with blood flowing all over the ground, and the blood dripped from his head and flowing through his forehead, but it was all absorbed by the Madman Seal.
Chapter completed!