Chapter 3000: The Great Army Fights [Two Updates]

The third thousandth chapter, the army fights "two watches".

"Whizzing."

As Han Ming's voice fell, everyone in the Iron Blood Legion moved in unison, and the restrained breath was suddenly released.

"kill."

Han Ming shouted loudly, and with the tens of thousands of elites of the Jagged Legion rushing out in unison behind him, there was an earth-shattering killing cry. Rolling Killing rushed towards the sky ahead.

"Alas." Chasing eyes sighed slightly, gritted his teeth and said: "Those who have cultivated above the nirvana level of the Xiongfeng Legion will follow me to kill the ghosts, and others are not allowed to do anything."

As soon as the voice fell, Chasing Life stepped into the air, and also rushed straight away. There are only thousands of people left in the Xiongfeng Legion. If you chase your life, you dare not ignore the last foundation of the Xiongfeng Legion. It is less dangerous for those who are cultivated in the nirvana state to take action, not to mention that the people who come to the Iron Blood Legion are all elites. Quite a few, it is not impossible to rescue the Poyun Legion.

"Someone rescued them, intercepted them, and killed them."

There was a loud shout from the army of ghosts, and immediately, the overwhelming ghosts released a fierce and murderous aura that filled the world, swept out like dark clouds, and intercepted tens of thousands of people in the iron-blooded army.

"Kill."

Han Ming erupted with fiery breath, and rushed into the army of ghosts first. Wherever he passed, the space was rendered crimson, and many ghosts were directly turned into smoke.

"kill."

The tens of thousands of iron-blooded legion also showed killing intent, holding the spiritual weapon tightly in their hands, attacking and darting directly into the underworld army.

"Kill all these humans."

Countless underworld armies rushed forward even more fiercely, and there was a continuous burst of breaking wind in an instant, besieging the people of the Iron Blood Legion like a tide.

In an instant, killings filled the world!

"Kill all these humans, don't let any one go."

Inside the underworld army, an old man with cold eyes and a face like a horse stepped into the air and shouted. He watched the countless underworld army and let him rush out desperately. Ming Ling is like cannon fodder, no matter how many times he dies, he will not feel distressed.

"what……"

When the two sides came into contact, screams and howls resounded immediately, bloody breath rose into the sky, and people continued to fall.

"It seems that people from the Iron Blood Legion came to rescue us."

"There is rescue, everyone rush."

The disciples of the Poyun Legion, who were struggling to support, were almost desperate. When they suddenly saw someone coming to rescue them, they were all overjoyed. Attack after attack converged and roared into the sky, and at last they blasted away at the oncoming army of ghosts .

"Bang bang bang."

Countless attacks collided in mid-air, causing the space to be destroyed, and the ripples in the space rippled and shot away in circles.

It's just that facing the continuous underworld army of millions, although the Poyun Legion and the Jagged Army are elites, after all, the combined number is not more than one-tenth of the underworld army. Facing this kind of siege, plus The breath was suppressed, but it was still at a disadvantage.

"Kill." Han Ming waved his long sleeves, and the profound meaning of the fire attribute around him turned into a sea of ​​flames. The breath of the middle-level cultivation in the ancient realm was released, and hundreds of ghosts were killed in the sea of ​​flames.

"I didn't expect the Iron-Blooded Legion to come, this time it's an extra reward." A stern voice came out, and then a chilly aura swept out from Zhoukong along with the icy air, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth in an instant.

With the appearance of the icy breath, the sea of ​​flames around Han Ming was immediately suppressed to a certain extent.

"Middle-level Eternal Realm, cold yin energy, are you a cold soul?" Sensing this breath, Han Ming raised his eyes, and his eyes suddenly became slightly condensed.

"Jie Jie, Han Ming, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Just as Han Ming's voice fell, a gray-clothed figure appeared out of nowhere, with a gloomy face, a breath like ice, and two horns on his head, releasing a billowing icy air from the horns.

"It's been a long time, take your life."

Seeing this person, Han Ming yelled loudly, and a fiery breath diffused from the sky, with howling waves of fire, it immediately swept away towards the cold soul.

"Han Ming, you don't have the strength to take my life, Jie Jie."

The cold soul yelled, and the icy yin energy around his body was released, and the world suddenly seemed like an ice cave. At the same time as the terrifying energy swept across and collided with Han Ming, he shouted at the same time: "I will deal with this person, I will attack with all my strength. Don't let a single human being be spared."

"kill."

The underworld army erupted like a thunderous killing cry.

"Bang bang bang."

The life-chasing figure had already plundered into the underworld army, and with a wave of his hand, the wood attribute mystery was released, cutting off vitality, and there was a sudden silence in the space. The chasing soul received it.

After breaking through to the first stage of the Ancient Realm, his life-chasing strength increased greatly. Originally, at the peak of the high-level Nirvana Realm, he had the strength to barely compete with the elementary level of the Ancient Eternal Realm.

At this time, after the pursuit of life has broken through to the initial stage of the ancient realm, its strength is enough to compete with those in the late stage of the elementary stage or even the peak cultivation level of the ancient realm.

"It's Zhui Ming, this person has broken through the ancient realm, stop this guy quickly." Of the three middle-level cultivators of the ancient realm, two of them flitted and directly blocked Zhui Ming's side, and the remaining one was also Blocked in front of Fenghuo.

"Shhhhh."

The figure flitted, and in such a big battle, no one would say hello at all, and the direct appearance was an attack. A series of majestic esoteric energies roared past, and you came and went fiercely against each other.

"Bang bang bang."

Under the dense attack, the space trembled endlessly, but because of the relationship between the number and the overall strength, the elite children of the Jagged Legion and the Poyun Legion could not compete against a million ghosts.

Among the millions of ghosts, there are also elites and powerhouses among them. It didn't take long for the Poyun Legion and the Jagged Legion to fall into a disadvantage at the same time.

"what……"

Under the sound of screams, people continued to fall, their souls were taken away, and the sound of miserable wailing resounded in the sky, making people's hearts tremble and their souls tremble.

Under the army of the underworld, the two major legions became more and more difficult to support. The members of the Poyun Legion had just seen hope from the rescue of the Jagged Legion, but immediately fell into despair.

"Bang bang."

The dense attacks poured down, and large void mountains were destroyed at the same time, causing landslides and ground cracks.

"Bang." The life-chasing figure and one of the first-level ghosts in the ancient realm clashed palms, and the two figures retreated at the same time.

"Boom."

Just as the life-chasing figure receded, a ghostly figure appeared behind him like a ghost. With the momentum of running thunder, he punched down instantly, and a cold breath poured out.

"Puchi."

Zhuihun's body trembled, and a mouthful of blood immediately spewed out, his face immediately turned pale, and his body fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

"Zuiming, you just broke through the first stage of the ancient realm, you will not be my opponent, go to die." The voice of an old man who was cultivated in the late stage of the elementary stage of the ancient ancient realm fell, and a paw print tore through the space like a ghost's claw. Swoop and shoot at the chasing life.

"Shhhhh."

The paw prints tore apart five pitch-black space cracks and solidified the space, and the billowing black mist surged to block the life-seeking space.

"He can't die, but you are dead now."

In this flash of lightning, an indifferent voice came from behind the old man who was fighting for his life in the early stage of the ancient realm, and then a golden light suddenly descended from the sky, and a fist mark directly pierced the space, and a fierce and murderous aura swept across the sky .

The fist print fell directly at an unimaginable speed, at a speed that the old man of the underworld in the early stage of the ancient realm had no time to avoid.

"Boom."

Under the low and muffled sound, the golden light raged, and the killing was fierce. The body of the old man of the underworld in the late stage of the ancient realm was immediately shattered into black mist, and a spirit crystal containing majestic energy was held by a man in green robe. In the palm of your hand.

"It's a strong one."

Killing a late-stage cultivator of the Eternal Ancient Realm with one punch, the surrounding ghosts couldn't help but stagnate when they saw this. In the face of absolute strength, the ghosts were not afraid of death.

"Captain."

Zhuiming raised his head, looked at the man in green robe who suddenly appeared, his eyes froze for a moment, and then he smiled.

"It seems that you came a little late." Lu Shaoyou suspended in the air, looked at Zhou Kong, his eyes gradually sank, and murmured softly: "The army of millions of ghosts is not small."

"Whizzing."

Three sounds of breaking the wind came out, breaking the ground, and the ice was thousands of miles away, and the three figures of Mu Xinran also appeared immediately. When they saw Zhou Kong, they all had solemn expressions, and the eyes of Potu were even more filled with anger.

"Damn Mingling, go to hell."

Without any delay, even with the serious injuries on his body, he fought out directly.

"Head is here, we are saved."...

Seeing Potu's figure, hope was once again ignited within the Poyun Legion.

"Regimental Commander, there are millions of ghosts in the army, and it is difficult for us to fight against. What should we do now?" Zhui Ming ignored the blood on the corner of his mouth, stomped on the gravel with the sole of his foot, and his figure rushed to Lu Shaoyou's side immediately.

"Millions of ghosts are here, so let's keep them all." Seeing many human races being slaughtered, Lu Shaoyou's eyes also had a chill, and with a wave of his hand, the cosmic ring floated out of his palm.

"Chi Chi."

A space vortex appeared in front of the Cosmic Ring, and then a thin figure rushed out first. It was Tai Ah who had an epiphany in the third floor of the Cosmic Ring because of his life-seeking breakthrough.

"Whizzing."

Immediately, voices came out of the cosmic ring, and in a short moment, nearly one hundred and fifty figures were suspended in the air.

"Meet the head."

"I have seen the young master."

When everyone appeared, they immediately saluted Lu Shaoyou respectfully. The person who came out of the cosmic ring was the Soul Profound Truth cultivator who had been in the cosmic ring. And there are more than 60 people in the two teams of Emperor Guards who have already had a lot of days in the universe ring. The leaders are Wuxiang, Wuming World, Li Huan, Beidong, Su Yan and others.

"Happy Halloween, brothers and sisters. There is another one who will arrive later and is typing."