Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 938: Blood battle
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Wang Fuhua came with a wry smile, handed over a bunch of Universe Rings, and said: "The people of the Fire Temple are really interesting. There are only 87 Universe Rings."
"Huh?"
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Fang Bai was startled at first, and then reacted immediately, feeling that these people's shamelessness has no lower limit.
Next to my mind, the Fire Temple is not going to do such a thing, it should be the mind of those small forces.
For fear that the disciple would die in battle and lose resources, he would leave Qiankunjie behind.
Fang Bai couldn't help being speechless and couldn't imagine such a scene. When sending a disciple to die, would he have to tell him that you will definitely die if you go, don't waste resources and leave the universe?
In fact, Fang Bai misunderstood.
Depending on these forces in the Temple of Fire, life is not easy, and it is at least at the level of elders to cultivate to the Dao realm, and some are even important elders of the sect, who are in charge of some resources.
Knowing that he will die, he will naturally leave the resources to the sect, and will not be in vain.
Unknowingly, as his strength increased, Fang Bai ignored the feelings of those small forces. If he were to change to the Qingfeng Pavilion, which one of the Daoist Realm was not an important person?
Put away the Universe Ring and turn his eyes to the Fire Temple camp again. At this time, morale has dropped to freezing point and the air is about to freeze.
The hopeless battle, the mortal battle, is desperate!
"Play!"
The words of Zhu Chiyan without the slightest emotion fell, and the hearts of the crowd trembled, and in an instant a hundred figures came out.
The spirit is tragic, solemn and solemn, and it is worthy of respect to be able to show such a spirit in front of death!
But war is war. A war of death and death cannot tolerate any kindness!
Kill!
The tragic aura rose to the sky, the light burst out, roaring and shouting straight into the sky, seeming to want to wash away the fear in my heart.
Compassionate and strong can inspire inner fighting spirit, but cannot change the disparity of strength. The massacre begins again, and there is no war of mercy and kindness, and blood is paved!
Boom!
The roar resounded across the fields, the light shone, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere. Every moment a fresh life passed away. This is a cruel war.
The two hundred battles in the realm of Daoism are terrifying, and I can't imagine what it would be like if the battles of nearly 10,000 realm of Daoism were launched at the same time.
The ground has long been devastated, the peaks are flattened, the ravines are torn apart, the cracks stretch into the distance, the dust is flying, the boulders are rolling down, and the vegetation is flying.
The nine wars of vajra sticks danced, and Fang Bai shuttled among the crowd, already rushing the Fire Temple camp to pieces.
Wang Fuhua and Jiuyin Palace disciples were merciless, killing all the way and crushing them.
The fierce battle lasted less than a quarter of an hour before it stopped. The disciples of the Fire God Temple were slaughtered, and one person was finally killed in the Jiuyin Palace.
People who are not afraid of death can often explode unprecedented combat power. This is the most terrifying!
"Play!"
Don't allow everyone to breathe. At the same time that the cold words of Zhu Yanyan fell, hundreds of disciples were killed quickly, and the momentum was even more tragic.
One person from the Jiuyin Palace camp quickly swept over to supplement, and the battle broke out in an instant.
The infuriating energy revolves, the whole body is enveloped in red light, the nine warriors of diamond sticks are dancing wildly, wherever they go, flesh and blood fly, and there is no enemy of one!
Kill, kill, kill!
The disciples of the Fire God Temple burst out of rare blood, and rushed towards Fang Bai fiercely, as if they had only one purpose, and that was to kill Fang Bai.
Fire waves, water waves, sword light, sword light, all kinds of brilliance flood the sky, colorful and dazzling.
A flesh and blood body fell, and some of them were still in the air and turned into blood mist. Fang Bai's tireless fight, his eyes became more and more cold.
The whole body was filled with evil spirits, his eyes gradually turned red, and the murderous intention emerged, and my mind was a little lost for an instant.
Boom!
Fang Bai only felt a pain in his chest, his body shot backwards suddenly, and he woke up instantly, cold sweat fell, and secretly said: "What happened just now?"
These attacks can't cause much damage. What he is worried about is how he lost his mind just now, what he has never done before in battle.
"Kill!"
The disciples of the Fire God Temple rushed again, Fang Bai shouted in a low voice, and killed him.
Wang Fuhua came to the front and said in a deep voice: "How are you?"
Fang Bai swept out with a stick and said, "It's okay!"
Wang Fuhua gave him a worried look, "You can't go on fighting, you should rest after this battle is over."
"It's early!"
Fang Bai felt inexplicably irritable, his eyes were red, and he roared to kill. His whole body skyrocketed, and the nine-barreled vajra sticks swayed frantically. The frenzied aura suddenly dissipated, and the sky changed color.
"What a strong breath!"
In the distance, Elder Yu's eyes were solemn, and he whispered: "This child has a treasure on his body, and that long stick is not a mortal thing."
Zhu Chiyan's body shook, frowned and said: "Elder Yu, you mean?"
Elder Yu shook his head and sighed: "Chi Yan and Flame Slash seem to be inferior to each other. The breath that exudes is too strong."
"This..." Zhu Chiyan couldn't help being speechless, staring in amazement, but his mind was circling quickly.
He also felt that powerful aura, frenzied, bloodthirsty, unyielding, and unyielding. This was definitely not the aura emanating from Fang Bai, but the long stick.
Flame Slash and Chi Yan are both treasures of the Fire God Temple Zhenzong, and neither can exude such a powerful aura. Doesn't it prove to be stronger than these two?
"This son is from the Battle of Heavenly Sect, so there will be no more doubts." Zhu Chiyan sighed softly, and suddenly felt extremely desperate. He offended the mighty Battle of Heavenly Sect, and the Fire God Temple was imminent.
"No!"
Elder Yu shook his head decisively, "I don't think so."
"Oh?" Zhu Chiyan's eyes lit up, and said in surprise: "What about this?"
Elder Yu slowly said: "It's very simple. If there is such a disciple in the Temple of Fire, with such a treasure, you will feel relieved to let him travel?"
"This..." Zhu Chiyan frowned and said: "Maybe Zhan Tianzong is used to being domineering, and I don't think anyone dares to provoke them."
"No!" Elder Yu shook his head again, and his tone became extremely firm, "How big the Wild Continent is, there will always be someone who can't resist greed. If he is really a disciple of the Tianzong Sect, his cultivation will be paid back when he leaves the Western Regions. In the Peeping Path, such a person disappears too easily.
Can you travel a long distance to the Eastern Region alive? Don’t you think it’s too weird?
With his talent, he will be highly valued in the battle of Tianzong. Don't you think it is strange that Gong Liangjiang almost captured him that day? "
Hearing this, Zhu Chiyan's expression was shocked, his eyes were diligent, and he said loudly: "Elder Yu's words are extremely true. This kid will never be a disciple of Zhan Tianzong. There must be a big secret in him, and he must not be let go. "
The time between talking, the battle over there has ended, four wars, and Jiuyin Palace disciples gradually showed fatigue, but no one wanted to go back, it was a godsend opportunity to earn credit.
"Play!"
The cold words of Zhu Zhiyan fell, and hundreds of Fire God Temple disciples were killed. Now Fire God Temple is assembled in advance, and hundreds of people are ready to fight at any time.
Go forward and succeed, regardless of the cost, there is only one purpose of the wheel warfare, get rid of Fang Bai!
"I want to see how long he can last." Zhu Chi Yan's expression became colder and colder.
Looking at the disciples of the Fire God Temple who were quickly killed, Wang Fuhua said solemnly: "We must rest, the Fire God Temple is crazy."
Fang Bai's eyes flashed with red light, and he said coldly: "If you can't hold on, you can retreat." Without waiting for the words to fall, it turned into a stream of light, and went straight to the crowd of Fire God Temple.
Wang Fuhua smiled helplessly, looked back at the disciples of Jiuyin Palace, and then killed him.
Boom!
A war had just stopped, and it broke out again.
The disciples of the Fire God Temple counterattacked like crazy. When fear and despair turned into strength, their combat effectiveness would soar to a new height.
The disciples of Jiuyin Palace gradually showed signs of decline, and the real energy was consumed in several battles, especially the disciples of the Fire God Temple, regardless of the impact of life and death, instead let the disciples of Jiuyin Palace be restrained.
Once the momentum is suppressed, the battle will be at a stalemate. If it weren't for Fang Bai's unbridled charge, there would be even greater casualties in Jiuyin Palace.
Even so, three more people died in battle in Jiuyin Palace, and five were seriously wounded and retreated.
When the last disciple of the Temple of Fire God died in battle, the tragic breath filled, and the air was solemn to the extreme. The disciple of Jiuyin Palace no longer had the joy of victory, his eyes were heavy!
"Play!"
Zhu Chiyan gave a low cry, and another hundred disciples of the Temple of Fire came out, roaring, roaring, and rushing crazy.