swallow dragon

Boom boom boom!

Many great sages made their shots, and each hit the strongest blow, converging into an indelible huge torrent, emitting eternal light, making a long crack in the void, and then hitting the ancient city wall fiercely .

This is the attack of dozens of great saints, which can shake the sun, moon and galaxy, tear apart the heavens and worlds, and shatter stars one by one.

If it weren't for the fact that this place is really mysterious and blessed with great supernatural powers by the powerhouses of the Nine Sections Sect, I am afraid that the entire longevity world will collapse at once.

But after all, this was a joint attack of many great saints. Even if the ancient city wall was inlaid with countless magic circles and had unparalleled attack methods, it still didn't work.

boom!

With a loud bang, the torrent swept across the universe and directly tore the ancient city wall. The metal-cast city wall was crumbling, and finally turned into ashes with a bang, disappearing into the world.

"kill!"

Almost at the same time, the army of the Nine Sections God Sect came, and countless monks in black armor rushed across the sky, fighting fiercely with the strong men of the five tribes and the monks from the Southern Region.

The saints of the major sects in the southern region and the great saints of the Nine Sections Sect flew to the outer region to fight.

The world of immortality is too small for them to fight to their heart's content, not to mention that a duel of nearly a hundred saints can easily sink the world of longevity.

Brush brush!

All the saints disappeared, flew into the void, and came to a distant place in an instant.

"Boom...!"

Chariots came from the depths of the god capital one after another, shooting out god-killing arrows one after another, tearing the air and killing many people.

Then a savage beast came out, roaring wildly, with unimaginable ferocity, rampaging through the army of the Southern Territory and the five major tribes, many people were smashed to pieces, and then disappeared.

Another half-step Shenyuan powerhouse came with a holy weapon in hand, a sword light swept across, and a large group of people died.

In just a short moment, the army suffered heavy casualties, with the bones of nearly ten thousand people falling to the ground, and the entire sky turned blood red in an instant.

"It's too easy to kill my Southern Region monk."

Under the initial defenselessness, more than [-] people were killed by the army of the gods, and the arrogance of the major factions in the southern region suddenly became furious, and they fought back one after another.

Lin Yi also swung the Chiye Divine Saber, and joined the battlefield like a python dragon.

A half-step Shenyuan cultivator wearing armor stopped him. The armor on his body was different from that of ordinary cultivators in Shendu. It was shining black, and he was a leader.

"You are the Eternal Tribulation Body, I have heard your name for a long time, today I will kill you," the voice of the commander of the gods was indifferent, emitting a trace of black air.

Lin Yi didn't speak, just swung the Chiye Divine Saber and slashed at it. The two quickly fought fiercely together, and various secret techniques emerged one after another.

Although the opponent is a half-step Shenyuan, he is still no match for Lin Yi who has advanced to the Minghai stage.

Loudly!

Using Chiye Shendao to display swordsmanship, although it is somewhat nondescript, but its power cannot be underestimated, Wan Dao Jian shines down, cutting the opponent in half!

Without waiting for him to rest for a moment, many people surrounded and killed them. They were all the most elite fighters in the capital of God, and they were all considered elite disciples in the various factions in the Southern Region.

Lin Yi looked indifferent, tonight is destined to be a blood-stained night sky, there is no right or wrong, it is only about interests.

At this time, no one will be soft.

Lin Yi suspended the Chiye magic knife above his head, and met the enemy with a pair of iron fists. The golden fist pierced the sky, tore a hole in the battlefield, and shattered dozens of people.

But dozens of people are nothing in this kind of large-scale war.

The battlefield is getting bigger and bigger, and there are battles within a radius of ten thousand zhang. Yan Wushuang, Qi Kai, Ye Zonglin and other factions are also fighting fiercely. They kill to the point of madness, or their own blood, or the blood of others, is stained red clothes.

boom!

Thousands of feet away from Lin Yi, a tall figure appeared, two pupils shot out an incomparably cold light, his whole body exuded a fiery aura, and he wanted to make a move.

Lin Yi was facing a big enemy, and the hairs all over his body stood on end in shock. He punched several figures and looked into the distance with sharp eyes.

"Golden Tiger!"

With a thump in his heart, the most terrifying young supreme in the southern region finally appeared. It seemed that he had no interest in the cultivators in the capital of God, but wanted to attack Lin Yi instead.

"Lin Yi, your time of death has arrived!"

Jin Hu shouted loudly, and the roiling heat wave radiated from his body, incinerating dozens of cultivators from the capital city who wanted to sneak attack him into nothingness.

"Want to fight, come here!"

Lin Yi was fearless, holding the Chiye Divine Saber, and said indifferently.

"Humph!"

Like tens of thousands of volcanoes erupting, the surging fire-attributed breath seems to be able to burn everything in the world. He said indifferently and confidently: "In my opinion, you are just like an ant, and it is easy for me to kill you."

"Come on then!"

Lin Yi yelled loudly, his eyes stared in all directions, and a burst of golden blood rushed straight into the sky. He held the Chiye sword in his hand and slaughtered all the monks around him. He also looked at Jinhu confidently.

Jin Hu sneered and was about to make a move, but at this moment a vague figure appeared beside him, and another strong figure appeared, calmly stopping his footsteps.

"Brother Jin, it's a decisive battle between various factions in the Southern Region and the gods, so it's not suitable for fighting in a nest." The tall figure smiled faintly and stood calmly in front of Jin Hu.

"Lei Fan, you dare to stop me?"

After Jin Hu saw this figure, he frowned slightly, slowly withdrew his right foot, and at the same time took a slight step back, with deep vigilance in his eyes.

Lei Fan wore a Taoist robe, like a banished fairy who was not stained with dust, he also frowned slightly, and said calmly: "You shouldn't make a move now."

Jin Hu sneered: "I make a move as soon as I want, it doesn't matter when I choose the time and place."

Lei Fan sighed: "There is no room for loss in the battle between the Southern Territory and the Jiujie God Sect. After this battle, I will not interfere in your affairs."

"What if I must make a move?"

"Then I'll kill you." Lei Fan looked at the near calmly, with extremely domineering and self-confidence in his flat tone.

Jin Hu sneered, his eyes seemed to turn into scorching sun, he looked at Lei Fan for a long time, and after a long silence, he said: "Okay, I will give you this face."

"Thank you." Lei Fan turned around and left, locking his breath on one person.

Wearing a blood-colored cloak and holding a huge iron spear, this man killed many monks in the southern region as if entering a land of no one.

This is one of the six kings of the Nine Sections Divine Sect, and is extremely powerful.

boom!

Lei Fan made a move, and the whole world seemed to be trembling when he stepped out. The Taoist robe on his body was buzzing, and he turned into a peerless god of death to kill him.

Jin Hu looked indifferent, glanced at Lin Yi in the distance, finally just snorted coldly, and also walked towards another war king.

brush!

A huge arrow dragged its long tail, split hundreds of people's bodies, turned into a ray of light and rushed towards Lin Yi.

A figure like a demon, also wearing a blood-colored cloak, stared at Lin Yi.

boom!

Lin Yi punched, and Qinglong's nine blows turned into one blow, smashing the arrow into pieces, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at the middle-aged man who came over.