The sky was dark and the earth was dark, a gloomy color.

The terrifying power storm swept through the three mountains, and even the Kunlun Mountains in the distance were affected.

The ancient trees below were uprooted and turned into powder in an instant. The rocks also shattered and expanded like an exploding energy ball.

The next second, two figures slammed into the mountain.

The tens of thousands of people who were fighting looked up in horror at that scene. It was like a spiritual storm that wiped out everything within a few kilometers. The sword energy destroyed everything. It wiped out the entire world for thousands of years. The sword energy slaughtered the world.

"Boom boom boom...!"

Although frightened, the artillery fire never stopped.

Yunyangzi led the Second Army and had already rushed to the military area. They were like wolves entering the flock of sheep, almost unilaterally slaughtering them. The artillery fire could not ignore their own people.

A short-range battle began on a battle line of more than 5,000 meters, with mechas, genes, etc. all taking action.

The heritage of China as a great country is clearly demonstrated.

The first team, Shaolin Patriarch and Yun Zhongzi, the three great gods, were fighting each other. They could only hold off and could not quickly determine the winner. Not everyone was as strong as Ning Tao.

The ancestor of Wudang gritted his teeth and fought against the two great gods alone. A simple big bell kept buzzing, one black and one white forming a Tai Chi pattern. Tai Chi gave birth to the Bagua, and the Bagua gave birth to the four images... The Taoist method has naturally become perfect.

Mr. Zhou, on the other hand, practiced a one-armed Taoist method and barely maintained his fighting power, but it was obvious that he lacked training.

Looking at the entire situation, Hongmeng's three thousand iron cavalry have been tightly surrounded by the Kunlun army, like iron barrels, like a trapped beast still fighting, but this trapped beast is a bit stubborn, but failure is doomed.

Ye Kong and Wu Hailin were back to back, with red eyes like a meat grinding machine, and there was blood raining all the way.

A sword pierced the chest of a Kunlun false god. Ye Kong's face was full of blood and he said in a ferocious voice: "The twelfth one, haha, who else is there..."

"The fourteenth," Wu Hailin gasped as he broke the neck of a burly man.

"Fuck, how come you have more people than me? Did you kidnap me? This is unreasonable," Ye Kong wiped a handful of blood with a look of astonishment on his face.

"careful!"

Suddenly there was a shout, and a long ice crystal instantly condensed on the ground, like an ice spear, which directly pierced a monk that Ye Kong and his two men were attacking.

"Plop...the twentieth one!"

Li Menghan's exquisite white dress was dyed bright red.

On the other side, Shang Zhuo only used a pair of steel gauntlets, as if he were in an uninhabited land, aiming at the enemy and blowing them up with one punch. He would do anything to kill the enemy, including sneak attacks and assassinations.

After punching the head of an early-stage infant refining boy, he looked back and said with a ferocious smile: "The thirtieth one!"

Ye Kong's eyes widened. He was a little suspicious of killing. Why did everyone kill more than him? If this continues, wouldn't he be at the bottom?

The three Kunlun Qi Refining cultivators were so furious that they approached Ye Kong, but the latter roared and chopped them down with a sword, suddenly realizing something in his heart.

He laughed wildly and said: "The fifteenth one!"

His mind suddenly became enlightened, and he finally understood that his previous opponents were either false gods or late-stage infant practitioners, and they even looked for such opponents to fight. But he understood that this was not the time for a head-on fight.

What they have to do now is one thing, kill, the more, the better, until they are frightened.

If he followed his stupid method and found an opponent of the same level to fight head-on, he would probably wipe out the whole army in a short time, which would be equivalent to hitting an egg against a stone.

Moreover, the damage caused to the enemy is minimal, but if you kill it with a low-level monk, it can increase the enemy's losses several times. It is equivalent to hitting the edge of a stone with an egg, and it can definitely be smashed down.

You will lose anyway, so let the enemy suffer a little more and bite off a few more pieces of flesh.

"Haha... a bunch of bastards, how dare you hide it from me and wait for me. The first position belongs to me, roar... kill," Ye Kong burst into laughter, laughing wildly.

A pair of eyes stared at the low-level monks.

"Tch, I can only say that you are too stupid and pitifully stupid. We were aware of it long before we started. Also, the first one is mine. Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Shang Zhuo swallowed the last pill and fought with all his strength.

The scalps of those monks below the stage of infant refining could not help but feel numb. Before they could figure out what was going on, they were killed by a group of guys who looked like wolves and tigers.

Suddenly, the casualties doubled.

Of course, Hongmeng has already killed nearly a thousand people, and this number is still increasing, but the Kunlun army must be several times that number. Griffin beasts and sky firepower are all crucial.

"Da da da...!"

"Bang bang...boom boom boom...!"

The war situation is getting more and more miserable, and it is on the verge of despair.

At this moment, two figures coughing up blood slowly walked out of the two vast mountains that were nowhere to be seen.

Most of Ning Tao's platinum-gold clothes were broken into pieces, his arms were naked, and seven or eight bones were broken. Even the power that was pouring out was broken, and half of his body was stained with blood.

Sure enough, it was still too forced to use this trick.

On the other side, Taoist Yuntian came out even more seriously injured, with a ferocious scowl on his unruly and majestic face, and white smoke rising from his head.

"Pfft, cough...!"

A gunshot wound suddenly appeared in his chest, a large piece of flesh and blood fell directly, and blood spurted out desperately.

He quickly tapped acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.

"Ning Tao, I must kill you with my own hands, peel off your skin, twitch your tendons, and drink your blood. Don't you want to protect China? Then I will let it be destroyed. I will use my Taoist heart to

oath."

Taoist Yuntian looked vicious.

He has been astonishingly talented since he was born, and his battle with the invincible Kunlun and Lao Qinglong was his battle that established his reputation.

He has enjoyed the reputation of being the number one person in the Kunlun world for more than 20 years. What a proud title, but now he is actually put at a disadvantage. He is still a kid in his early twenties. He is more than enough to be his grandfather.

A graceful old face alternated between green and red, and it felt like Ning Tao had stepped hard on his face.

Ning Tao gasped and smiled ferociously, saying disdainfully: "Destroy China, it's not that I look down on you, can you do it?"

"The final form of Yuntian Sword Technique, one sword determines the world!"

A long white sword absorbed Taoist Yuntian's blood and turned from half white to half red. Before it exerted any force, the space around him burst apart inch by inch.

When Ning Tao saw this, he took a deep breath, and a simple and vast aura slowly emanated from his whole body.

"The second style lasts forever!"

Suddenly, something happened, and a crack opened in Bailuo. It couldn't bear the force, and even Ning Tao's arms oozed dense blood beads. They turned into bloody hands and were about to collapse.

"Throughout the ages, I am the only one who is supreme!"

"break!"

Not caring about completing the charge, Ning Tao directly launched the shot with red eyes, and the whole person disappeared.

Taoist Yuntian's pupils shrank in fright, and he subconsciously slashed in front of him, but in the next second a great force of prehistoric force struck his body, as if billions of dragons and elephants were colliding with him, and his entire right arm instantly lost all feeling.

"Boom boom...!"
Chapter completed!