Master of Untold Daos

Zenith City Front.

Once the fighting had begun, it had not stopped, and now three days had passed.

A chainsaw battle was still going on violently, and the 300 Great Swallow Emperors were surrounded by thousands of Immortal Kings, but the Eagle Owners were not afraid and bravely rushed towards these enemy forces.

They're doing their best to fight!

More than 300 star-like giants, like a giant beast, while the enemy army is a small group, surrounding the hawks by all means.

Among the hawk lords, there are people who do die, but these do not scare them at all, because they have seen, become the brothers and sisters of the Spirit, come to the battlefield again!

The Spirit is immortal, such a battle will not let them die!

They, the undead warrior!

Chen Ming watched these guys run into each other here, suddenly he had a special feeling that these bastards look like game players!

When he dies, he can be resurrected, and power follows the soul, just needs to get his former Pharaoh, armor weapon.

It's like, "Go to the waves and die!"

If no one else can do it, we can let them go. Anyway, if they die, they can be resurrected and made!

Chen Ming looked at the endless ghost clan in front of him, both eyes shined, how many souls does this have to be!

After this battle, you can earn at least a hundred souls accumulated in 100,000 years of the world!

The fighting continued, but later, Chen Ming saw Luo Muno being besieged to death by five emperors, and the five emperors who besieged him were exhausted.

Luo Muno had already resisted beating, and had long merged the second type of first-order power. Today, he is also the strength of the second-order emperor. Killing Luo Muno naturally takes a lot of effort.

Li Su-yu and Ling Xian naturally won't let go of this opportunity. They will go up and do their own fairy arts and beat the five Great Emperor's Festivals back.

Ghostly air surged into a tide, scattered in the void outside the world of the Great Swallow, the demons waved their remnants of weapons, attacked the eagle lords, a ghost claw flew out, landed on the eagle lords, and made a loud noise.

The entire battlefield, like fireworks, shines brightly for hundreds of thousands of miles.

Fighting everywhere, fighting everywhere.

In the city of the heavens, the world lords watching the battle, looked stunned, “My lord, how harsh, my own disciple, is dying constantly, he can even laugh! ”

“Never offend your lord in your life. I estimate that your disciples offend your lord! ”

“I shouldn't. Did you say something funny to them before you saw the palace master? ”

“Or is the Lord truly infinitely bright in his heart, willing to sacrifice his disciples and resist the evil? ”

At this point, suddenly someone argues, “What do you know, before the war, how can you win if your heart is disturbed first? ”

“It is at this critical juncture that those who are still in danger and proud to calm down can laugh proud of the heaven! ”

Zhu Jin did not think about it so much, he was thinking about another question, this so-called Lord of Light, how iron stone heart, to watch his apprentice die like this, nothing reacts.

Then he saw Chen Ha laughing and pointing at a dead disciple: “Zhang Ming, are you really stupid enough to hit each other's knife? ”

Zhu Jin Gun only felt cold, no, no, no, the iron stone heart is not enough to describe the Lord of the Light Palace, this Lord of the Light Palace, should be called the devil.

After a while, Zhu Jin finally found the wrong place, he counted the number of emperors in the field, not quite right, how come there are still about 300?

The emperor on his side is almost halfway dead. As for the ghost king army, it is more dead than countable, at least not less than 100,000.

He was thinking of killing 300 emperors by more people, and he saw the Lord of Light across the street at least a hundred times to collect the corpse, how come the emperor of the place is still around 300?

He did see that the enemy had been replenishing its forces and that the Great Emperor had continued to enter.

If the other side is not more than 300 kings, then why send only 300 kings to fight?

In any case, it's strange that the other side's strength is always around 300 emperors. When a great emperor dies, someone will make up for it. When a great emperor dies, a great emperor will make up for it. The other side's strength has always been around 300 emperors.

Something strange happened to me?

At this moment, he looked into Chen Ming's eyes, a little furious, and he sensed something was wrong.

This battle is too weird to understand itself.

Moreover, from the beginning to the present, there has been no change in the strength of the other party, while the army under his command has been halved.

No, there is absolutely no problem in this swallow world. We can't continue to fight. We can only bury the entire army here!

Iron Ribbon World.

Iron Soil looks at the map of the heavens and the earth in front of him, where there is a branch girl with 5,000 leaves on it, and these leaves belong to him and Spring is immortal. Today's war is waged in the 5,000 worlds.

Ironclad looked at the map of the heavens and the earth, but in a moment there was a leaf that turned black, indicating that the world was occupied by ghosts.

The situation on the front line was instantly out of control when the Ghost Nation suddenly attacked, and their troops were not all concentrated on the Ghost Nation Front.

He is now trying to defend the other party's wave of surprises, and the situation is extremely unfavourable to him, and several households can say that the whole line has fallen.

His eyes fell on the leaves surrounding the Great Swallow World, and the eighteen leaves before the Great Swallow World had all turned black, indicating that the eighteen worlds had all fallen into the hands of the Ghost Nation.

His cold eyes swept to the emperor of the whole field, and he said: "The ghost tribes are fierce. These temples can't resist themselves. We can only resist this ghost attack if we work together. ”

Many of the great emperors were all Qi Qi archers: “I will wait, willing to follow the arrangements of the great emperor! ”

"Now the Temple of Light is all that's left," said Iron Soil. “The Temple is stubborn. It's in danger. Who wants to go to the rescue? ”

With regard to the Temple of Light, the Iron Soil Emperor still had some impressions, after all, stating that he had been given a 10,000-year-old peach. He recognized you as the boss and gave you a gift. Now his brother is in danger. Naturally, he wants to help.

But at this point, the blood god suddenly went one step further: “Now the ghost tribe has invaded, and wars are intense everywhere. This bright temple, in fact, does not need to be rescued, don't waste troops. ”