Beastmaster of the Ages Chapter 1422: Heart of Mu God

Boom——

Boom——

The fighting here is riotous compared to the entire Shura battlefield.

This is the crush of the number of people!

Thousands of Shenyang King Realm, even if it's only the lower realm, facing these fourteen high-ranking "Shenyang King Realm" powerhouses, as long as the number of people accumulate is enough, and the joint bombardment, the opponent has no chance to raise its head.

Furthermore, on the Wanzong Alliance side, there have been a lot of strong people, all concentrated on the side of the Great Sword Sovereign.

Only the second-rate force's suzerain level, more than 20 have come, and a dozen of them are here.

There are also some strong people from first-class forces.

The strength of the two parties is not equal at all!

This leads to the fact that these fourteen "flower protectors", they hate this, it is only a matter of time.

"Ah--"

The tragic cry swept the battlefield.

Their companion beast is huge, and as soon as it comes out, it will be set on fire by thousands of companion beasts.

It’s okay if you don’t show up. Once you show up, you’ll be strangled into flesh!

Compared with them, the Xueyang Four Ghosts are lucky, at least they are still alive.

"Wu Shuang girl, save me!"

"Uh--"

Pain, despair, regret.

None of this can stop the anger of the Wanzong Alliance.

No matter how the Big Dipper Sword Sovereign is, most of the Wanzong cultivators who are willing to ally with him and come to kill the enemy are warriors who purely defend the dignity and territory of Wanzong.

Xuanyuan Longzong was attacked by the Order Heaven Clan, and they already felt the same way.

Just suffer from no one to lead.

A compatriot of the Forty Thousand Heavens Sword Sect died in the domain of Ten Thousand Sects. There was no one in Li Wu's eyes, which directly caused anger!

In the ten thousand sects, only one-third of the sects were dispatched, which just shows that this group of people is the most brave, not for harvest.

After all, with the current size of an army of one million, the grass and trees of Qingyun Shenmu are not enough.

"Kill!"

To be honest, the encirclement and suppression of the more than two hundred thousand war gods and the blue blood star sea by the army of one million is coming to an end.

Judging from the corpses on the battlefield, 10,000 people would be able to escape.

This is truly annihilation!

But the one that Wanzong League hates most is Li Wushuang.

Whether Li Wushuang dared to kill, it depends on the Big Dipper Sword Sovereign.

But the fourteen partisans around her must die!

The identity of this woman is too lofty, so these 14 villains need to replace Li Wushuang to bear the anger of the Wanzong Alliance.

"Kill them!"

"Kill!"

The earth-shattering roar made these ‘Flower Protectors’ who were still content an hour ago desperate.

And all this, Li Wushuang is watching.

More than 200,000 top cultivators died in battle, and the cronies around them were about to die. Even myself was besieged by the Big Dipper Sword Sovereign and the Wind Sword Emperor. Dangers were repeated...

How can it be a tragic word?

"Scare—"

Her eyes are bloodshot!

The internal organs are tearing apart.

She could only pant heavily, brandish the Heavenly Moon God and Demon, and fight with the Eight Great Ghost Faces, Moon God and God.

Puff!

A confidant of the Order Celestial Clan crawled in front of him covered in blood.

He wanted to say the last word to her, but the person who was chased cut off his head with a sword!

The head rolled under Li Wushuang's feet, looking at her painfully and dullly.

"Beidou, you must die!"

She couldn't stop shaking the hand that held the Heavenly Moon God and Demon.

"Shhh, stop yelling, it's your turn."

The Sword Sovereign of the Big Dipper appeared in front of him, and the endless sword energy, with his body as the core, whizzed between heaven and earth.

Li Wushuang laughed instead of anger.

"Mice, don't just brag, you try."

"Try and try."

The Sword Sovereign of the Big Dipper, came crashingly.

……

The fairy palace on the cloud.

Ten thousand heavenly cloud enchantment.

Amidst the clouds, there is still a siege.

Only Yang Ce can fight head-on with the current Ancient Curtain Pill God, and there are always harassment nearby.

"God of the curtain, look behind you."

Amidst the rolling clouds, the blood-stained Gumu Pill God turned his head on the golden skin.

He suddenly saw that the tens of thousands of war gods he had brought in had fallen apart at this moment, and had been swallowed into the clouds of the tens of thousands of heaven cloud enchantment.

Even himself is the end of the battle.

Bad!

Bad!

Thousands of war gods will either be resolved or captured.

Next, the remaining cultivators of Yunshang Immortal Palace all surrounded.

The dense crowd surrounded the ancient curtain pill god.

The sky and the earth, front and back, left and right, are all people!

And he and the five nine-headed griffins, all wounded and dripping with blood, were shrunk in a corner.

Don't say escape, even the possibility of survival is very low!

End of the road!

The ancient curtain pill **** took a breath.

At this moment, his whole person is much older.

"The **** of the curtain, this scene is nothing. The 100,000 war gods outside are all dead and wounded..."

"There are really not many War Gods still alive on Qingyun Continent."

Long Wanying stared at him, her eyes were extremely calm and said.

The ancient curtain pill god's eyes were red and bloodshot.

To tell the truth, he wants to go out in his dreams now, to see if what Long Wanying said is true or false.

However, he couldn't get out of the communication stone, and he himself couldn't get out!

"You won? Congratulations, but...Don't be too happy, you have pierced such a big hole~IndoMTL.com~The emperor, the warlord, and the emperor are furious. Your entire Azure Cloud Continent will be destroyed. !"

He gritted his teeth and looked at Long Wanying and his party with very resentment and indifference.

The encirclement shrinks, and he can't breathe even more.

The nine-headed griffin beside him, the head of the eagle uttered the roar of a lion, shaking the surrounding smoke clouds.

"They are furious? Are there millions of troops coming again? Is it for the gods of vegetation or the trees? Is it worth it?"

"Hate and war continue to escalate until it triggers a full-scale decisive battle between Wanzong and the Order Heaven Clan, and hundreds of millions of deaths. The first to die must be the cannon fodder of both sides, turning the place of order into a **** on earth. Is it interesting?"

"Mu God, we live in the same world, and no one can completely exterminate anyone. For tens of millions of years, every clan has been in this land, with a long heritage, too long, too long to multiply More creatures."

Long Wanying said.

"What did you say about this? You took advantage this time, so you want us to stop here?"

The ancient curtain alchemy **** sneered.

"It is not."

Long Wanying shook her head and said: "I only know that the God of War is different from the Blue Blood Star Sea. You only get the benefits of the Order Celestial Clan. The clan has grown a little bit, and the ranking of the sky list has been improved, but it does not mean, The God of War needs to work indefinitely for the Order Heaven..."

"Especially as today, by a stubborn, stubborn, and cold-blooded woman who wasted the lives of more than 100,000 of your fellow God of War...you could have escaped."

This paragraph can be regarded as hitting the heart of the ancient curtain pill god.

From start to finish, he sees best.

Today he swallowed such a bitter fruit from the God of War, and it was Li Wushuang from beginning to end.

When he came here, he just wanted to bring some vegetation gods back.

But now, hundreds of thousands of elites have been killed or injured!