Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 697: Those who stepped on this line died, the stone monument suppressed, and the last eucharist was killed…
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Hunting with banners, murderous!
The tens of thousands of Cangjia team, like a long black dragon, traverses the starry sky.
Among them, there are hundreds of young Tianjiao from the Cang Family, and the Sage King of the Cang Family, as well as the Great Sage.
This power is nothing to the immortal forces.
But for the desolate and declining wilderness villages and ancient temples, it is undoubtedly a destructive force.
On the side of the deserted ancient temple, Wu Hu raised his head and looked up at the sky, watching the mighty and violent army of ten thousand people.
His muddy eyes are calm and indifferent.
There is no fear, no fear.
Perhaps there is no word fear in the dictionary of the ancient Eucharist.
"That is, from the Cang family!"
The rest of the villagers in the Great Desert also noticed the mighty army from above the sky.
The intent to fight is like a prairie fire, and the intent to kill is full of heaven!
"What's going on, is the Cang family going to a decisive battle?"
"He really wants to destroy my deserted village?"
Some villagers in the desert, clenching their fists, have a ruthless look in their eyes.
They have reached this point, and the Cang family still doesn't want to let them go!
"Wait, step back behind me!" Wu Hu shouted.
Nearly a thousand villagers all involuntarily retreated to the deserted ancient temple.
The north wind roars, and the yellow sand is fierce.
Wu Hu stood alone in front of the deserted ancient temple.
He has an ordinary appearance, shabby beard, tousled black hair, and is dressed in a quaint, shabby gray shirt.
It looks like a middle-aged ascetic monk who is depressed in the red dust.
His hands and feet are all in shackles, and the bones of the pipa are pierced by the chains.
On the back, there is a stone monument set up by an old enemy of the dominant body to humiliate him.
It can be said that if it weren't for Wu Hu's identity, no one would think that he was a Eucharist.
"I am the shame of the Saint Body, now, let me radiate the last bit of light and heat..." Wu Hu muttered in his heart.
Here, the Cang family team finally arrived, and ten thousand people stepped on the sky, like heavenly soldiers and gods.
On the other side of the deserted ancient temple, there is only one person from Wuhu, standing alone, like a monument.
"The loser, where is Jun Xiaoyao?" An old man in the Cang family's team stood up and said indifferently.
He is the fifth elder of the Cang family, a powerful man in the Great Sacred Realm.
He didn't call Wu Hu, but the loser.
Wu Hu was indifferent.
"Hehe, it's just a defeated general of the ancestor's domineering body, just a prisoner, and dare to adopt this attitude?" The sixth elder of the Cang family sneered.
"Today, I won't have any tolerance, retreat, or... war!" Wu Hu said indifferently.
At this point, there is no room for relaxation.
Before Wu Hu Yin Ren was for Dahuang Village, Ning Chen brothers and sisters, and wanted to leave Sparks behind.
But now, with Jun Xiaoyao, the Eucharist line will naturally not decline.
He doesn't have to tolerate anything.
"You are hardened, aren't you afraid that we will slaughter these wild villagers?" The fifth elder of the Cang family sneered.
"The loser, you get out of the way now, let me wait to enter the deserted ancient temple to investigate, and my Cang family can spare you a dog." The sixth elder of the Cang family said casually.
Wu Hu's pupils glowed with cold electricity, killing the bones.
He waved one hand, and a horizontal line crossed the front of the deserted ancient temple.
"Those who cross this line, die!"
A dead word stirred up turbulence, and the world changed colors.
The killing intent is like a cold wind, pierced into the bone marrow!
"Bold, a loser would dare to threaten me like this, and kill me!" The fifth elder of the Cang family did not hesitate anymore, and with a wave of his hand, the Cang family's tens of thousands of troops shouted together.
The sound is loud!
The war is on.
The densely packed figures rushed towards Wu Hu.
Of these ten thousand troops, the weakest has the Celestial God Realm.
There are many Taoist realms and quasi-sacred realms.
Put it out individually, it may not be very strong.
But tens of thousands of people came out, the destructive power was enough to shake the world, and even the Great Sage made his scalp numb when he saw it.
Wu Hu also took action, but because of the chains on his body, his range of action was only around the deserted ancient temple.
He blasted out with a punch, and the mighty blood was surging, turning into a golden dragon and running across it.
Puff!
Blood spattered, and there was a sound of broken bones.
Hundreds of Cang family sergeants exploded directly into blood residues.
With this kind of combat power, some of the people who watched have their eyelids twitched.
"Damn it, this sacred body is really evil. I have taken so much of the sacred body before, but now it is still alive and well." The sixth elder of the Cang family muttered.
"It's okay, it's just a battle of trapped beasts, don't forget, we also brought that thing." The fifth elders of the Cang family didn't care at all.
In his opinion, this is just a joking slaughter.
Now, there are densely packed monks watching from a distance.
Looking at it, thousands of monks from Huangxing all gathered to watch the battle from a distance.
There are also Gulu Tianjiao from the ancient city of stars, such as Ji Qingyi, Shengxuanyi, Ruying and others, all came here to watch.
"Is that also a Holy Physique, but how come it feels a bit miserable?" Ruying's eyes condensed, a little surprised.
In her imagination, even if the Eucharist line decays, it will not fall into this way, right?
"Jun Xiaoyao, where are you?" Ji Qingyi looked forward with a clear eye, and did not see Jun Xiaoyao.
It stands to reason that both are the ancient sacred body, with the character of Jun Xiaoyao, it shouldn't turn a blind eye.
This also caused the doubts of other Gulu Tianjiao.
"Why the son of the Jun family is not here? If he is there, the situation won't be like this."
"Is it persuaded?"
"This is impossible. The domineering son of the Jun family, as everyone knows, he is not afraid of a Cang family."
"Why doesn't he appear now?"
"It may be something."
Many Tianjiao monks are discussing.
Here, Sergeant Cang Family is also a good student.
Wuhu can only move within the range of the desolate ancient temple, even if it uses means, the range will not be too large.
They only need to release magical moves on the periphery to consume his strength.
This method, although not very glorious, is very practical.
As time went by, Wu Hu's vigorous blood began to weaken.
He didn't have much blood, and most of the body essence and blood in his body were taken by the Cang Family.
The remaining half is also subtly integrated into Ning Chen and Xiao Xuanxuan.
It can be said that the current martial arts are squeezing every drop of Eucharist essence and blood in the body, and exerting their own residual heat.
"There is no need to delay, use that trick." The sixth elder of the Cang family said.
The fifth elder of the Cang Family nodded slightly, he took out a runestone, and poured mana into it~IndoMTL.com~In no time, the stele attached to the back of Wuhu suddenly vibrated.
The world above, dominates the eight characters of the sky, releasing a dazzling brilliance.
A terrifying force of suppression and gravity shook down in an instant.
Puff!
Almost instantly, Wu Hu spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body knelt on the ground.
"Master Wuhu!"
In the temple, Ning Chen, Xiao Xuan Xuan, Ning Defa, and all the villagers in the desert all exclaimed.
"Kill!"
The fifth elder of the Cang Family waved.
All the great sages, the patriarchs of the saint king level are always shooting.
They want to kill this sad last eucharist!