Wujiu is here.

He circled around the Jade God Sea for a half-way circle and found the traces of the disciples of the God clan. He used the escape method to continue moving forward, and he met more and more disciples of the God clan. Until he found the crowd in the melee, he finally figured out the whole story.

The disciples of the gods and the cultivators from the original world did not go to the Jade God Temple, but fought each other, and at the last moment. Because the Sacred Son, Gui Chi, and the masters of the original world were all trapped in a siege. There seemed to be few younger disciples in the original world, but the offensive of the gods seemed extremely fierce.

However, he did not see Yu Jiezi, Pu Chongzi and Gai Fuzi. Without the three elders participating in the battle, the original world still could not withstand it. It can be seen that the changes in the situation were even more beyond his imagination.

Wujiu did not hesitate, and took advantage of the night to pass through the chaotic crowd, then grabbed his God-Shaking Bow and fired more than ten arrows in a row.

More than ten flaming arrows, like thunder and lightning, instantly slashed through the sky and tore the dark night. Countless figures exploded, and their broken limbs and arms flew around in the sky. The dense attack also collapsed, and the surviving disciples of the gods were frightened and fled everywhere.

But Wujiu did not give up, so he raised his right hand and pointed forward.

The moment the six sword lights soared into the air, they suddenly merged into one, and then the light flashed, and thousands of sword lights turned into storms and swept away.

The disciples of the gods who were still fleeing were immediately submerged in the blood rain. The fierce murderous intent was still swept hundreds of feet, thousands of feet and invincible.

Just as he was rushing forward like a bamboo shoot, a group of figures rushed towards him.

At the same time, the sound of the transmission sounded—

"The magic weapon of the divine guard is extremely difficult to deal with..."

"There are thousands of divine guards, silver axe, and iron horn are powerful..."

God Guard?

It must be the disciple of the Divine Guard from the Jade Temple.

Xing Tian, ​​who once led only a hundred divine guards, was intimidating all directions and was invincible. Now there are as many as a thousand people in the divine guards, so it is no wonder that Wan Shengzi and Gui Chi were frustrated.

Wujiu's figure flashed and his castration continued.

In the blink of an eye, strange silver and black light blocked the sword light. The power of the "Star Rain Falling Flowers" was blocked. Groups of figures took the opportunity to approach and disperse left and right. Then the black light surrounded the surroundings, forming a surround. Then a silver magic weapon worth more than ten feet was thunderous with a terrifying murderous intent.

"Bang--"

Wujiu, who was moving forward alone, hit his magic weapon head-on, and his figure instantly shattered.

The disciples of the Divine Guard thought they had succeeded, so they stopped one after another, but heard someone speak out—

"Be careful everyone..."

"Bang, bang--"

Before the reminder was finished, the bowstring suddenly exploded and the flames flashed. The disciples of the Divine Guard were unprepared and were penetrated by an arrow. The disciples of the Divine Guards were in chaos and hurriedly retreated and dodged.

But he saw Wujiu appear again a thousand feet away. He put away his big bow and rushed directly into the crowd, taking advantage of the situation to draw out the six-colored sword lights, and suddenly the flesh and blood flew everywhere and screamed everywhere.

"Formation..."

When the disciples of the God clan were panicked, the previous voices rang out again. However, the disciples of the God clan had not yet stabilized their formation, and the ghostly figure suddenly came. The first person who was in the brunt of the enemy did not know how to avoid it, but froze in the air and let it kill.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Wherever the sword light arrived, the body collapsed. One disciple of the Divine Guard disappeared into the night sky.

Wujiu's figure floated, his escape technique was quick, and he launched an assault from behind, which was not only difficult to stop, but also difficult to guard against. Especially his "snatch" technique, the six-path divine sword, one forbidden and one kill, was invincible.

The disciples of the Divine Guard were unwilling to give up and tried to counterattack. However, the opponent was too strong and could not breathe at all. After only a moment, two and three hundred souls had returned to heaven. And the Nine Countys

The disciple had just suffered a severe injury, but his fears were not gone, and he saw the chaos of the Divine Guard, and he was even more at a loss.

"Retreat a hundred miles..."

The previous voices were ordered again.

If you want to reorganize the battle formation, you can only get rid of the melee. It can be seen from this that the millions of gods are not without a leader.

"Bang--"

Before a disciple of the Divine Guard could retreat, he was struck by a purple sword light. The moment his body exploded, a figure flashed and rushed to stop the castration, and then used his magic power to sing all directions—

"Lao Wan, Lao Chi, all the heads of the family, are fighting back and forth, when will it take!"

The Holy Son and Gui Chi are still waiting and watching.

When someone appeared, more than ten flames ran across the sky. The movement and the scene were shocking and unique. Then he defeated the attack of the gods with his changing figure, his unpredictable escape technique, and his fierce and fierce murderous intent. Even the powerful and powerful divine guards were ruthlessly killed by him. The once desperate divine situation changed drastically as his offense reversed.

Everything that happened seemed simple.

Only by experiencing a series of hard battles can we realize the difficulty of turning defeat into victory. But he once again turned the tide with his own strength?

The saint shook his head repeatedly, unable to help but raise his arms and shout—

"kill--"

Park Caizi, Mu Tianyuan and other experts, as well as younger disciples, were also incredible, but they witnessed the reversal of danger with their own eyes. They each had an uplift on their tired faces and shouted loudly—

"kill--"

The original world has been besieged for a long time and is about to be destroyed. When it suddenly turns around, it suddenly burst out with crazy fighting spirit. Whether it is the senior masters or the junior disciples, they all rushed forward and pounced towards every opponent.

Although the Gods' offensive was fierce, they also suffered heavy casualties. Now the strong enemy has arrived again, making it even more difficult to win this battle, so they retreated one after another.

After Wujiu gave the order, he immediately took the lead in counterattack. His six divine swords and hundreds of ancient swords roared away with dazzling light and fierce murderous intent. The disciples of the Divine Guard had experienced his power and dared not resist; the disciples of the Nine Counties of the Divine Clan were even more panicked and scattered.

Everyone in the original world chased and killed them.

The offensive of the gods was defeated, and the scene of running for tens of thousands of miles and suffering millions of casualties seemed to be reappearing again.

The saint's escape technique was so fast that it was thousands of feet away in an instant. He ignored the escaped disciples of the gods and just chased the familiar figure ahead.

"Haha, Lao Wan is standing side by side with you..."

What Lao Wan is best at chasing and killing fugitive enemies, and he would not miss the great opportunity today.

The defeat of the gods was out of control.

The escape of hundreds of thousands of people was like a group of beasts rushing and in chaos. In the midst of lightning and thunder, people kept falling into the air, and the killing had already begun, and the bloody storm became even more violent.

In a blink of an eye, the gods retreated a hundred miles and needed to stabilize the formation, but they were powerless and had to continue to flee...

"Mr. None-"

The Son of Halloween finally caught up with someone, and he was sincerely proud. Although the other party was so powerful that he was jealous, his escape method was also quite good.

Wujiu slowed down his castration and reached out to signal.

"Haha, let's see Lao Wan kill the enemy-"

Lao Wan didn't think too much, so he flew forward and swung his fists together, which was extremely fierce.

It was convenient for the chaotic crowd in front of him to suddenly scatter left and right. Then another group of figures approached from a distance. There were 100,000 people, with a strong formation and murderous aura. The leaders were three old men, all of whom were floating in silver beards and extraordinary power...

"Oh, the three elders?"

The Son of Halloween was surprised and hurriedly stopped the castration.

Aren't those three old men Yu Jiezi, Pu Chongzi and Gai Fuzi? Lao Wan fought to the death in vain and was about to show his power. Who would have thought that he would hit the three elders head-on again? Perhaps it was not that he was not capable, but that he was not as lucky as others.

"Mr. No..."

The Son of Halloween turned around and returned.

He goes quickly and retreats quickly.

Wujiu stood in the sky, hundreds of sword lights and six-colored sword lights circled around him.

Gui Chi arrived one after another with Ghost Witch, Park Caizi, Mu Tianyuan and other experts, as well as disciples from the original world, and then set up a formation.

The disciples of the nine counties of the God clan who fled were still in chaos. The disciples of the God Guard welcomed the three elders and had a brief conversation with each other. Among them, one of the middle-aged man seemed to have a glance back and then took hundreds of people away.

Wujiu paid attention to the movements around him and said loudly—

"Pu Caizi, Puzhongzi, Gai Fuzi, there is no luck in today's battle, come on--"

After saying that, he walked forward in the air. The flashing sword light and the sword light circled under his feet, making his proud figure even more domineering.

The three elders were already thousands of feet away. The masters of the 100,000 Qinglong County were even more powerful. Yu Jiezi looked at Wujiu's figure, then looked away, looking a little surprised and hesitant.

Just at this moment, a few loud noises came.

"Boom, boom, boom--"

A group of figures rushed over the mountains and forests by the sea. The leader was a strong man with golden beards and blond hair, with the golden sword in his hand shining. The people followed him to attack, and the Kuilong Sword Formation showed their power. The disciples of the gods who were still fleeing had no time to hide, and they instantly flew with flesh and blood, and countless casualties...

Wujiu was also slightly surprised, but he shouted at the right time—

"The ambush has arrived, let me kill those three old children!"

Before the shouting came, he reached out to grab the God of Heaven Shaking.

The son of All Saints didn't understand why, and just thought it was someone's plan. He quickly shook his body, showing the white ape's magic image, and roared to the sky. Gui Chi and a group of ghost witches did not dare to be negligent, and sacrificed the last thousands of corpses and ghosts; dozens of masters such as Park Caizi, Mu Tianyuan and others even used all their magic weapons, and they just waited to fight with all their strength.

Unexpectedly, Yu Jiezi suddenly waved his hand, and he and the two elders retreated with the masters of Qinglong County. The hundred thousand people were still on high alert and did not forget to gather the dispersed disciples of the nine counties...

Wujiu made a move to chase, but he secretly sent a message—

"Lao Wan, stop for me..."

The white ape wandered around in the air, and his figure disappeared, leaving only an old man with a hunched back and forth looking back, looking confused.

The three elders of the gods and groups of figures gradually faded away.

As Wujiu slowly stood firm, Gui Chi, Pu Caizi and others, as well as younger disciples from the original world, also stopped the castration.

It is convenient for the dark sky to suddenly become brighter at this moment.

There is still no sunrise and no morning glow.

And the blooming sky light was a little dazzling...

Wujiu looked up and glanced slightly, then looked behind him, and couldn't help but squint his eyes and sighed quietly.

There were only a few thousand monks left in the original world, all of whom were shaking, tired, but they all forced themselves to make their energy, showing joy on their faces of the disaster.

A group of figures rushed over, both surprised and happy.

"Haha, Mr. Wu, Long and Kui Longwei, come to help the battle..."

"Master, the high-ranking officials almost couldn't see you..."
Chapter completed!