Archfiend Chapter 802: : The Battle of Bohai (8)

Seven Kills base, everyone's eyes are stunned. Just now two soaring light beams lit up one after the other, they knew...real people...really riding a thousand miles alone.

"Strike out! Strike out!! The whole army strike out!!" The admiral can no longer take care of a lot. He should work together inside and out. This is a perfect opportunity! No matter how many people are sacrificed, opportunities must be created for two real people!

The golden lotus is immortal, and Bohai is in danger. At this moment, two real people have created excellent conditions. They must charge!

"Buzzing..." The light of the entire base condenses, and a black coffin the size of a hundred meters appears above the base. The next second, the coffin opens, and countless flying swords pierce out like streams of light, pulling in the sky. A bright galaxy appeared.

This sound is the horn of attack. The real martial arts world never imagined that the number of its own, the cultivation civilization is absolutely dominant, and the earth dare to rush out. At first he was unable to launch a general attack because the gap was not big enough, and now he was bitten by the earth!

Between the heavens and the earth, the **** aura that had just dissipated has once again condensed, becoming more intense than before. No one speaks, actions are stronger than words. A long spear, a long sword, a cold light flashing in the sky, silently looked at the dark clouds on the opposite side, but it seemed neat but there was already some chaotic True Martial World ocean in the center.

They are trying their best to cover up this seemingly slight confusion, but just now the two soaring auras have sold everything.

"Mongrel..." A man wearing a camouflage uniform, surrounded by a spirit sword, with his left arm missing, looking at Zhenwu Realm with blood red eyes: "Pay the debt..."

Just now, several of his brothers who were born to death stood in front of him. Facing a part of the army of Zhenwu Realm, there is an endless group of black monks in the rear, looking at the black and white chessboard with interlaced teeth like watching a monkey show. The feeling of coldness and hatred made him calm at this moment. Come down.

It’s not just him who is calm, or that it’s not just calm, but a repressive killing intent, waiting for the eruption of contact, a ray of light shining from the disabled monk, like a tiger and wolf Look across.

Countless blood-stained flags were re-established, and the eyes of the two parties were like swords, colliding on the surface of the sea. This time...everyone can see clearly, the reserve force of Zhenwu Realm that has never moved, dozens Wan Dajun finally raised his banner.

"Stop them!!!" In the sky, the aura of the six demon kings directed towards Jinlian. At this moment, they finally felt a hint of crisis and a hint of uncertainty.

Millions, the first person under Yuan Ying’s rush, they can’t predict what the consequences will be. They can’t tell how strong this chemical reaction can be, so the only thing they can do is die. Deadly stopping the earth army that intends to cooperate inside and outside.

"Release one person to cross the boundary, kill without mercy!!!" Yuanyang Dongtian's suzerain, Yuanyang Dongtian screamed up to the sky, staring at the rushing Jinlian figure below. Damn... Damn! Too bold, can be described as bold!

"Teng Snake Army, attack!!!" "Mirage Army, whole army attack!!!" "Yin Wolf Army attack!!!"

"Swipe Lala!" The banner is like a sea, and the cry is like a tide. In order to suppress this unnecessary variable, the True Martial World has no reservations this time. Except for the 100,000 monks guarding Jinlian, all the monks rushed forward. The earth army has turned into a spiritual tide.

"Kill!!!"

The bitter killing intent broke out again over the Bohai Sea. The earth side has completely killed the red eyes. They only need a chance, a chance to move this endless black tide. This opportunity is now in sight, new and old hatred. , How can I let it go?

In the True Martial Realm, more than 1.5 million monks, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, the sun has no color, the infinite aura and banners have blocked all the sunlight that should have fallen into the sea, leaving only a shadow of death.

If you want war, I will give you war! Three times as many monks as you are, enough to crush you into powder!

"The cross is cut!!!" On the side of the black dragon tens of meters, thousands of real martial arts monks in the form of virtual spirits took the lead and shouted hoarsely: "Kill without mercy!!!"

"There is no way to win!!!" Behind him, shouting to kill and shake the sky, a ray of light soared into the sky, the beasts rushed, and the arrows were like locusts. Compared to the silent killing intent from the earth, this time the True Martial Realm, which did not leave its hands, burst out with all killing intent.

The moment the two armies fought, it was silent.

But... the whiteness was instantly overwhelmed. Too many...Although the strength of the True Martial Realm is not as good as that of the Earth, the magic weapon body that is more than the Earth has offset some of the gap. Now more than three times the whole army attacked, and the Earth army was swallowed in an instant.

Locust crossing.

White is struggling in the black wave. An earth monk has just killed three true martial arts monks, blood is surging up, and he is about to roar up to the sky, but he finds that his throat is blocked and he can't say a word.

Is it dead...

There was a touch of nostalgia in his eyes, and he thought of his fellow schoolmates, who had been practicing for a hundred years, and then looked at the long sword that pierced his throat. Smiling Niran's whole body aura.

I die like this... I don’t feel regret, only a trace of nostalgia... People... It’s so complicated...

"Rumble!!!" At the moment of the battle, hundreds of spiritual energy exploded, exploding in the real Wu Kuroshio.

In the Seven Kills base, an old man trembling lips, tears in his eyes, was about to leave, but the admiral held him hoarsely: "What are you going to do."

"Kill this bunch of bastards..." The seemingly well-mannered old man choked in his voice, trembling all over his body, shook off the admiral, and bowed deeply at him, his voice thunderous, without flinching: "The Confucian family in Qufu! The family of gods, please fight! Please fight!!"

In the control room, plus him, there are four people.

Four middle-aged men bowed together at this moment, their eyes were red, and they all saw...On the screen, the number of Earth monks dropped sharply.

The quantitative change finally caused a qualitative change.

The thing they most worried about happened, after the Zhenwu realm did not hesitate to suffer casualties and the whole army was invested, the endless foundations were sufficient to gain an advantage on the frontal battlefield. This is also the main reason why the earth began to defend itself. Not enough people to attack! Zhenwu Realm has been invincible from the beginning!

"Five surnames and seven hopes, Boring Cui, please fight!!!" A middle-aged man made a hoarse voice, and he could no longer stand it anymore. The blood was drifting, and the blood drifted for thousands of miles. The monk who guarded Bohai had long been in his heart. Death will, however... this constantly violent aura exploded and pierced into the softest part of their hearts.

Even if the people on earth fought inwardly before the arrival of Zhenwu, and how the family of practitioners seized resources from each other, today, they are a front line.

What kind of mentality can make a monk do everything to choose to blew himself up?

The burst of aura exploded, they couldn't be alone.

"Five surnames and seven hopes, Qinghe Cui clan please fight!!" "Five surnames and seven hopes, Fan Yang Lu clan please fight!!" "Five surnames and seven hopes, Zhao Jun Li's battle! Fight again!!"

The entire control room is silent. I don't know how many operators, before backing their light curtain, quietly wiped away their tears.

Perhaps their names are rarely mentioned now, and even few people in the spiritual world know them. But open the history books, their bodies are everywhere.

Five surnames and Qiwang, or Qizong and Five surnames. It is a surname that runs through the history books during the age when monks were popular.

The real rich and famous family can hardly be judged by the top family. Because any top family must have a deep connection with them.

These five people, plus the Kong Sheng family, represent the final combat power of the Seven Kills base, the most powerful trump card.

"No..." The admiral's eyes were tearful, but his voice was calm: "Two real people don't send signals...you...I don't allow to attack!"

They hope Xu Yangyi and Fuyun will send a signal, and Langdu and Fuyun also hope, but...the situation before Jinlian brooks no delay.

Xu Yangyi had already heard the cry of killing shocking the sky behind him, and saw the real martial arts reserve army pulling out black death marks in the sky, but he could only grit his teeth and ignore him, just like the real martial arts army did not look at him.

In his pupils, there is only Jinlian.

"The thief stayed!!!!" At this moment, a magnificent spiritual energy blasted down in the sky, "Swipe!" With a radius of three kilometers, a piece of ice and cold, the ice condensed into a thousand-meter giant hand, volley towards his heavenly spirit cover Grab it.

"Hanhaixian Palace's subordinates hate the fire cave sky!! The master of the fire hate cave Wuyuntu, come to take the life of the dog!!"

There is no time to talk...

Now every piece of spiritual power must be run to the pinnacle, Xu Yangyi can only choose to believe and give his back to the opponent completely.

"God King Pattern!!"

"Swipe!" Beneath the two wings, there was a lot of light from the sky, and the two wings were pulled out again, and the body was like electricity, suddenly speeding up again! The speed is so fast that even leaving behind images.

"Boom!!!" The next second~IndoMTL.com~ Where he was originally standing, the clouds were floating, the eyes of Wuyuntu were slightly drenched, and the world underneath seemed to be a world of white clouds, endless clouds came out, a thousand meters tall The golden Buddha is looming and majestic.

"Huaxia real person floating cloud, teach here." With a loud laugh, floating cloud did not wait for the other person to speak at all. With both hands together, with a loud rumbling noise, the white cloud burst out behind him, and the golden Buddha appeared in its original form. Actually as high as five kilometers!

Wuyuntu was inexplicably between the palms of the Buddha. And beside him, a vast starry sky, the universe surrounds him.

Xu Yangyi's footsteps trembled slightly, this move...extremely strong! Even reaching the point of the late Golden Core, it must be the only ultimate move of the real person Fuyun. The other party must also know that he wants to deal with the aftermath... by no means only one person.

Floating clouds... wins.

This idea immediately appeared in his mind, with different fighting intentions, one side was angry and unbearable, and the other...the only death!

"Three Thousand Worlds." Pieces of white clouds flew away, and the real person Fuyun had never been sacred before, just like his title of Angry King Kong, like a celestial being descended from the world, and his clothes danced without wind. Close the palms toward the center with all their strength, and every time they close, a blood line leaves from the seven orifices.

However, once greedy as him and as old as him, there is no wavering in his eyes at this moment.

"The best way!!"

Three thousand worlds are the only way.

"Boom!" The Galaxy revolved, and Wuyuntu exclaimed, thousands of streams of light flew out of his body, and hundreds of magic weapons surrounded him firmly.

Fuyun's hands trembled, his whole body was bloody, but his voice was magnificent and calm: "Maybe forgot to tell you..."

"Buddha and Tao, ignore the magic weapon."

"Boom!!!" As his eyes were cracking and he put his hands together with all his strength, the galaxy burst, and the infinite blood shot out from the Buddha's hands with a scream.