Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

His spiritual sense swept across the battlefield, and no one retreated.

The light of the magic weapon, the innate magical power of the monster, and the roar of the attack of the Tao, continuously resounded in this land.

Every minute and every second, there were cultivators and monsters falling, and there were bodies being chopped and exploded.

But the next second, there will always be someone else to fill in and fill the gap.

The two sides were in a complete stalemate.

It's like two steel knives chopping together.

At least if you are not careful, you will be doomed.

Relying on the power of the Great Wall of Purgatory and the Line of Doom, the monks held the entire front line with great difficulty, taking turns to rest and recuperate, and continuously throwing themselves into this war that was like a flesh-and-blood millstone.

This is good, and this is also bad.

They simply didn't have the energy to counterattack.

Except for some powerful gods, the rest of the war zones couldn't even push the front line forward!

Even if some areas can advance a few kilometers, they will be suppressed again at a faster speed because of their isolation and helplessness.

If this continues, how can we defeat the immortals and completely save this world?

Lu Wenwu didn't think that they could just kill all the split organisms.

The birth of a fission organism only requires energy to be released continuously.

And every time a split creature is killed, the demons and humans have to fight with their lives!

The lives of the human and demon cultivators are being consumed every minute and every second, while the opponent's split bodies are almost endless!

This is an unequal battle!

Time passes.

I don't know how much time has passed since the battle began.

Almost everyone has lost the concept of time.

Those monks who were on rotation had changed positions countless times.

From the first line of defense to the Great Wall of Purgatory, every inch of land has been infected by the power of corruption, and the earth is filled with bloody and evil black and red.

Broken limbs and pieces of flesh were scattered all over the battlefield, and were blown away by the impacts that could be seen everywhere.

The veil of darkness deepened.

The monks on the Doomsday Line had to expend more energy to accurately lock onto their targets while avoiding being ambushed by the aftermath of battles flying from all over the chaotic battlefield.

charge!

defense!

Surrender your life!

Everyone is trying their best to squeeze out their own potential and the spiritual power in their dantian.

The same is true for Lu Wenwu.

Lu Wenwu, standing alone at the forefront, is a beacon in everyone's heart, the torch standing in front of victory.

He can't fall down, can't retreat, can't stop moving forward!

He pushed forward firmly step by step, and has become a pillar further forward than the first line of defense!

The physical exhaustion has overwhelmed the mental exhaustion.

Only by constantly switching between human form and dragon form can he survive alone in this vast ocean of fission organisms.

The combat experience taught by the old Dragon Emperor was being absorbed at a rapid speed.

Lu Wenwu's physical functions were declining, and the terrifying recovery speed could no longer keep up with the high-intensity consumption at this time.

But his fists strangely became stronger and more powerful as the battle became more and more intense!

An endless sea of ​​blood emerged behind him, and a long rainbow of intense and pure murderous intent stretched across the sea of ​​blood, like a bridge of life that spanned the other side.

The Military Killing Fist was born for the battlefield, and now is the time to show its power!

In this brutal battlefield, Lu Wenwu seemed to have entered a state of selflessness.

The huge murderous intent accumulated from hundreds of reincarnations had already seeped into his soul and merged into the equally huge sea of ​​blood.

The true meaning of martial arts, which was like a magic sword, was activated by two huge forces, and it actually projected a real vision in the air!

Suddenly, at a certain moment.

Lu Wenwu's physical attribute reached an astonishing [9999]!

This seemed to have pushed his body to a certain limit. Even if he killed a powerful enemy, he would not be able to gain more free attribute points.

This is the limit, but also a peak.

His body was tired, but his spirit was brighter than ever before.

Under the influence of some unique idea, Lu Wenwu threw a punch almost instinctively.

Suddenly, a blood-red magic sword with a pure white blade pierced through the dark curtain.

The murderous intent and bloody aura were completely melted into one, perfectly integrated into the true meaning of martial arts, and transformed into the all-encompassing fist intent that is unique to the military killing fist!

"Zhi!"

With one punch, the murderous intent and evil spirit in the entire world were aroused.

The golden-red punch covered with dragon scales was like a demon descending to the earth, and it instantly brought an eerie silence to the entire battlefield.

The next moment, all the splitting bodies within a hundred miles in front of Lu Wenwu stopped.

They only felt a bone-chilling chill passing through their bodies, cutting their throats and piercing their hearts.

The violent fist force created a fierce aftermath like a tornado.

Then, all the stagnant creatures began to break into pieces, starting from their heads, and fell silently to the ground like catkins. Even the power of corruption was annihilated.

Lu Wenwu was grinning.

The Military Killing Fist was no longer in the skill list displayed on his personal panel, and there was no realm level listed.

But at this moment he was completely sure that his Military Killing Fist had broken into the All-Powerful Divine Realm today!

Chapter 287 Spiritual Vein! Spiritual Vein!

In the past, Lu Wenwu's control of power in every punch was extremely precise.

Apart from risking one's life, one punch is just enough to kill the opponent.

He had just broken through to the realm of all-powerful godhood, and was not yet able to control and release his strength freely.

Although the scene was spectacular, it was actually lacking in the use of force and a lot of energy was wasted.

Damn, not everyone can make a breakthrough on the battlefield.

It was a bit of a miscalculation.

Lu Wenwu stood there forcefully, intimidating everyone in all directions.

The pure and majestic dragon might swept across, murderous aura and killing intent were everywhere, and the large gap created by the full-strength attack of the military killing fist was not filled by the split creature for a while, and a blank area appeared on the entire battlefield.

This gave Lu Wenwu some breathing space.

Although that punch was exhilarating, it also emptied out the little remaining strength in his body.

His spiritual consciousness and physical strength were completely exhausted.

The reason why he can stand here without falling down is because of his inhuman willpower, and Maomao is also frantically converting his own strength to supply him.

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor?"

In a trance, Lu Wenwu heard someone calling him.

He wanted to turn around and take a look, but he had no strength left.

Fortunately, those voices had come close to him, and an equally tall and solid body supported him, so that he no longer had to use his spiritual sense to forcibly keep himself standing.

It’s the old dragon Jiao Shengwu.

After transforming into a dragon body, Jiao Shengwu, who had a second spring, had the fastest killing speed on the battlefield among all the people of his time, and was promoted from a peak goalkeeper to a T0 combat force.

Only the Blood River Demon Lord, who is best at killing, can rival him.

In addition to Jiao Shengwu, the Blood River Demon Lord, the Infinite Sword Lord, the Kongluo Buddha Lord, and the Hengru Saint Lord were also present.

These five people can be considered the strongest in the world.

There were also several powerful men that Lu Wenwu had never seen before. Judging from their aura, they were also old guys at the peak of the Spirit Transformation stage and close to ascending to heaven.

The physical condition of these people is not very good. They all have disordered breathing and injuries.

I'm just relying on the elixirs to regulate my breathing and hold on.

The left arm of one of them was even broken at the root. A ball of corrupt power was entrenched on it like a maggot on the tarsal bone. It was blocked by the great aura of Saint Hengru, so it did not affect his combat effectiveness too much.

Lu Wenwu took the opportunity to stuff pills into his mouth, and crushed the dozens of golden pills he had saved up and ate them.

"What are you doing here?"

"Here to help you."

The Blood River Demon Lord raised his hand and blasted away a ungrateful split creature, saying.

"We have seen the current situation. If we don't deal with the True Demon Queen, we can't win this war. The brothers are risking their lives to fight against the opponent's energy. How can we win?"

"I know we are not as strong as you, but there is no way you can rush through by yourself. Let's not talk about whether you can defeat the True Demon Queen. Even if you can, can you withstand those endless streams of Split Organisms by yourself?"

Lu Wenwu did not refute, what the other party said was indeed reasonable.

"We took advantage of the brief gap created by your breakthrough just now to rush over together." Saint Hengru added, "There is still a late-stage Spiritualization cultivator on the other side of the defense line to support us. We arranged a deputy commander in advance before the war began, so there is no need to worry about the battle line being disrupted."

These two people have been in power for many years and have much more experience in warfare than Lu Wenwu.

Even though they didn't have the ability to analyze, they quickly grasped the essence of the matter.