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Chapter 907 The Great War
Poor Sang and Shangxia are completely burnt to the ground, and the Holy King wants to fight against the Heavenly Court. What's wrong with this world?are you crazy?For the sake of Yan Jun of Nanfu, want to fight with Heavenly Court?
Poor Sangdi felt that his brain was not enough!

"Go!"

Tear, it is almost impossible to describe Xiaotian's speed in words. According to legend, speed is his talent, but the speed, he even surpasses the general one-yuan Tianzun, the only feeling is that the eyes can't keep up with his speed, like a streamer in the sky, whoosh The past is over, beyond imagination, as fast as an instant of lightning.

The sports car is weak, the plane is weak, and the rocket is weak.

"Hey!"

Zidi looked at him suddenly, and opened his mouth to say, the level of this kind of fighting is too high, even higher than that of Venerable Huang Tian and Venerable Fu Xing who were in Shuiyue Palace that day.

The resounding sound of a curse that has never been heard before was resounding, and countless Zidongs moved and emerged, and then they rolled and sank into Zidi's body. There are blurry shadows all around, and Xiaotian has already rushed in, wreaking havoc inside at a terrifying speed.

After the fight, I can't see clearly at all, even the skyline of the main film is blurred, I can't tell the difference between south, east and north, and I can't see the real figure.

"Shen Xi is broken!"

Marshal Shenxi rolled up his cloak flying into the sky, and the long knife in his hand suddenly fell down.

Join the standing circle, two against one.

As the purple air surged in the air, an unbelievably large purple sharp claw suddenly condensed, as large as a hundred feet, the whole body was purple, and the purple flame flickered, constantly attacking.

Even though he was far away from the battle circle, Zhang Fan felt the air around him tense, and an invisible force appeared inexplicably, so uncomfortable that he almost felt like he was about to vomit blood.

However, ordinary immortal cultivators might die on the spot under such tyrannical power.

"Humph!"

A flame rushed over and ran around Zhang Fan at high speed, forming a circle of fire around him. The flames burned so violently that even the air created a vacuum, and the air was constantly squeezed, rumbling and exploding.

Zhang Fan felt that uncomfortable feeling disappeared all of a sudden, the flames fell heavily beside Zhang Fan, it was three fires, the flames in his eyes were burning, and the breath from his nose and mouth was full of flaming gas .

The natural flame of the fire is indeed fierce enough.

Within the battle circle, within a few flickering moments, a fierce sword glow shot towards Zhang Fan and the others, and they were quite frightened. Immortals fart and mortals suffer, even though it is just sword energy, it is enough to scare people Damn.

But then an incredible scene appeared, when the sword light was about to crash out of the blurred area, it was suddenly taken to nowhere, and then saw the giant claw touching the sword light, and in an instant, a A dark hole, the purple light rolled over, the purple energy in the giant claw gushed out, and then it was ravaged by the thousands of sword energy contained in the sword light, and it was instantly shattered, and the whole giant claw was incomplete in a blink of an eye , has the appearance of collapse.

"puff puff"

There was more and more purple air in the sky, and he suddenly moved his hand to the blurred area, and the giant claw that had already collapsed condensed, and burst into a sky-shattering brilliance.

There was a clang, the sound of weapons colliding, and a violent airflow pushed out from inside.

Everyone's practice is different. Those with a strong body will continue to strengthen their bodies, while those with good brains who understand formations will continue to strengthen their cultivation in formations. The two formations collide with each other strongly Together, there will be a battle like that between Venerable Huang Tian and Venerable Fu Xing in the sky over Shuiyue City, and the current level of battle will happen when Zi Di and Xiao Tian collide with each other.

"Boom, boom"

There are sword lights, knife lights, and purple lights colliding inside, and countless brilliance spurts under the light curtain.

Seeing Zidi and the commander trapped the holy king who is known as the most capable fighter in the heaven, the morale of the millions of heavenly soldiers in Shenxi's department soared. God, the drums of war are roaring.

"kill!"

At the end of the army of millions, the huge command flag waved and flew in the wind, and the heavenly soldiers covered Zhang Fan and others like a tide.

"Hahaha……"

Zhang Fan, Zhan Buddha, Xiao Langlang, and San Huo, three of them with one soul, turned into four afterglows and charged toward the million-strong army rushing towards them like a tidal wave.

For a moment, the sword light surged and blood sprayed.

"Ghost Desolation Sword Art!"

When Zhang Fan flashed in the air, he raised his head high with the long sword in his hand, and there was a huge ghostly howl, and countless black Yin Qi emerged from the vicinity, and then rolled and slashed down heavily with the sword light.

With a bang, the power of this sword cut across several miles. Wherever it passed, the heavenly soldiers would die if it touched it, and the air would destroy it if it touched it.

"Mofo's first sight!"

The sound of the Buddha resounded, and the giant bodies of the Buddha Dharma were scattered in the sky. Mou Ran looked back, and it turned out to be a troll.

Boom, a large group of heavenly soldiers fell to the ground.

"Water Dragon Against the Sky Art!"

Xiao Langlang upgraded his spells this time, otherwise it would be a bit low, Da Da and Zhan Buddha both contributed, and there would be no reservations, just going to death.

The Dharma flag rotated in the sky, and the heavenly soldier's body erupted with strong light, and the breathing was pulling, one pulling the other, and the other pulling the third, and so on, superimposed.

When he rushed over again, the fighting intent and murderous aura were as real as they were. Before the person arrived, the air wave had already swept in, blowing Zhang Fan's clothes flying all over his body, and the ground behind him was completely suppressed. Flour.

With a scream of ah, Xiao Langlang was directly thrown out, and the soaring flames on Sanhuo's body were blown behind him, and scorched blackness was continuously blown away from the pitch-black surface of his body, even Zhan Buddha's heaven-penetrating Dharma body was blown away. They were all blown backwards.

This is the power shown by the accumulation of millions of soldiers.

"Ok?"

Boom, boom, boom!

With the beating of the war drums, bursts of sound waves came, and at the same time, behind the millions of troops above the sky, all stood up and danced, chasing against the wind.

"Why has the combat power skyrocketed so much?"

Zhang Fan was astonished. He was also the one who had trained millions of Yin soldiers in his own family. Even with the integration of the ancient formation, the combat power could not soar to such a level. This skyrocketed by more than several times or even dozens of times.

Just rushing over, it actually made Da Jinxian feel the pressure.

How powerful is this real blow?

"No, it should be someone who has used his talent in combat."

According to legend, the gods in the tribal era were born with a certain peculiar ability, which can also be said to be a talent, which can make their companions stronger. The earliest one was born with the ability to affect the weather changes, so that the tribe's weather will be smooth and the harvest will be bumper every year. Being elected as the patriarch of the tribe, there is rule of law, of course there is rule of martial arts, and some people are born to double or several times the power of their tribe, thereby plundering the food of other tribes.

That was a common ecology in the tribal period. I didn't expect such a talent to still exist today.

It should be that there is someone in the Shenxi Department who can make the soldiers' combat power strengthen each other. The more the number, the greater the power.

"who is it?"

"Magic and Buddha Seal"

All of a sudden, a gigantic palm that could cover the entire sky emerged from the sky. It was a palm that exuded such dazzling golden light. It was extremely thick and heavy, like a hundred-mile mountain pressing down on its head.

It's the Buddha of War!
"Hell against the flood..."

The dark golden Yan Luo golden body on Zhang Fan's body also exploded with light, and the power gathered behind him also rushed towards the advancing warrior dynasty like a sea tide.

With a sound of bang, two real sea tides erupted towards the sky under a collision, but the giant palm of the demon Buddha fell in the air, and the three forces strangled together.

Boom, boom, boom...

The whole sky was overwhelmed, the sound of explosions resounded unknowingly like a firecracker, lightning flashed and thundered, flames splashed, space shook, and wind and clouds swept across.

Zhang Fan didn't hesitate at all. When the forces collided together, he urged the sword formula in his heart again, and suddenly a purple bright moon appeared in the huge sky, and the cold brilliance scattered.

"Ah ah ah..."

Someone among the heavenly soldiers screamed.

After Zhang Fan cast it unreservedly, the purple yin flower scattered by the Ziwei Taiyin sword also fully exploded its lethality, a strange spell resounded in the heavenly soldiers, and a round of golden light emerged, abruptly It withstood the falling purple shade, and the golden light continued to shine, and a strange pattern appeared in the middle, and the pattern continued to rotate.

"Break Me"

Zhang Fan slashed with his sword suddenly, and the sword light inserted into the pattern in the air, he opened and closed his eyes, and calculated the location of the eyes of the formation.

With a bang, the golden light shattered.

(End of this chapter)