Chapter 1031 Take You to Sacrifice to Heaven!

Outside the Lingyuan Continent stronghold.

Li Qingyang, who was haunted by lightning, was fighting with dozens of ghosts in the yellow-character battlefield.

Although he was surrounded, he had a special magic weapon in his hands, not only was there no danger, he would also fight back at the right time.

The same goes for Ye Xingchen, Xiao Xunji and others.

However, there are as many as 5,000 battlefield ghosts coming to punish the Lingyuan Continent this time. In contrast, the Eternal Sect has only 40 or 50. On average, one person is fighting hundreds of them!

"Boom boom boom!"

High in the sky, Jun Changxiao was manipulating the mechanical armed wing to fight with a celestial battlefield ghost, and sometimes spiritual thoughts filled the bottom, frowning slightly: "Is there too many battlefield ghosts to punish Lingyuan Continent?"

As the Starfall Continent that has been punished for N times, the number of battlefield ghosts attacking is only a few hundred at most, which is completely incomparable to this thousands.

"Or."

Jun Changxiao secretly said: "I didn't behave well enough, so I didn't really attract the attention of the upper realm?"

"..." The system was silent.

In order to unseal the unrecoverable knife for an egg, he killed tens of thousands of plane warriors wildly, and then stole the opportunity frantically, so that the level of the word was stolen.

If you choose one of these two, you will be killed at the limit!

The system said: "Actually, I have always been wondering, why is the punishment from the upper realm so light?"

"Is there something strange about this?" Jun Chang asked with a smile.

The system said: "It was the host's plan to pretend to be dead in the Slaughtering Shura Field. If you want to punish, you have to punish the Starfall Continent. Why did you come to punish the Lingyuan Continent first?"

"boom!"

Jun Changxiao broke the light of the flying sickle with a punch and said, "Maybe the upper realm is blind."

"Row!"

"Count it blind."

The system said: "But Punishing Lingyuan Continent sent so many battlefield ghosts, it is completely hell mode, why is Punishing Lingyuan Continent only a few hundred people, it is easier than simple mode?"

"this……"

Jun Chang smiles and spreads his hands,

Dao: "When something can't be explained scientifically, it can only be attributed to... I'm so handsome."

"Please, I'm talking about business!"

"Please, I'm just talking about business!"

"..."

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

The ghost of the Tianzi battlefield that was knocked out rushed again, and the scythe in his hand cut out the streamer that ripped apart the space.

Jun Changxiao immediately retracted his mind, and said coldly: "I must get rid of this guy as soon as possible, so that the disciple is not in danger."

From the current point of view, Wanguzong has not fallen behind, but sooner or later it will be suppressed by thousands of battlefield ghosts, so what he has to do is to solve the words of heaven, and then go to share more words of earth for his disciples.

Don't say it.

Ding Lao, Jiang Lao and others couldn't bear it anymore.

After all, there are four or five hundred battlefield ghosts at the two levels of Earth and Profound.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Gongsun Haohai, who was fighting fiercely, was blasted down by dozens of mysterious battlefield ghosts.

"Oh shit!"

Jun Changxiao put on the true yang mask, then held the true yang sword in his left hand and the blade of the dragon tooth in his right hand, in a combination of swords and swords!

"Whoosh——"

With the blessing of suits and weapons, a powerful wave erupts!

"call out!"

Jun Chang laughed and flew away, the True Yang Sword and the Dragon Tooth Blade ripped apart the space, and immediately faced the incoming streamer!

"Broken! Broken! Broken!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The two forces exploded high in the sky, and immediately startled the billowing dust mist and mighty energy.

"call out----------"

Jun Changxiao jumped out of it, then got close in an instant, raised his sword and slashed angrily at the ghost of the battlefield, and roared as if the fight was all about roaring: "Die!"

"call!"

"call!"

The light of the sword suddenly shone in the sky, and slashed on the thick armor in a crisscross pattern.

"Zizzizi!"

"call out--------"

The sword light and the sword light splattered out.

Jun Changxiao flashed his body and appeared out of thin air several feet behind the battlefield ghost, and the sword he held was naturally drooping.

He lowered his head slightly, and a few strands of black hair fluttered in the wind.

This is not an artificial wind, this is a natural wind brought about by psionic riots.

The plane warriors who were watching the battle of the disciples of the ancient sect raised their heads after hearing the movement.

what's the situation?

Why did the guy and the battlefield ghost stand still.

"Crack------"

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound.

The armor of the Tianzi battlefield ghost with its back facing Jun Changxiao suddenly cracked, revealing the marks of the crooked cross sword.

Everyone's eyes widened.

"Kakkaka!"

The cracking speed of the armor accelerated, and finally, countless small fragments were completely cracked under the eyes of everyone, and then scattered on the ground.

"died!"

"The ghost of the Tianzi battlefield was obliterated by Jun Changxiao!"

"My God, this is too fast!"

Just when everyone was shocked, Jun Changxiao turned into a streamer and flew at a very high speed, and before the knife fell, he wiped out the dozens of mysterious battlefield ghosts who besieged Jiang Xie!

"It's all to die for this seat!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The light of the sword filled the air, and wherever it passed, whether it was the ground character, the mysterious character or the yellow character, the battlefield ghosts were all torn apart!

The plane warriors gasped.

The massacre of this crushing posture instantly reminded many people of the previous opportunity to shoot, that guy held a weapon engraved with words and launched a frenzied killing scene!

coming!

The demon who killed 20,000 is back!

At this time, if the opponent is a martial artist, Jun Changxiao will definitely be frightened to the core.

However, it is the battlefield ghosts who are fighting against the Wanguzong. They are not afraid. As long as the upper realm does not issue an evacuation order, they will fight to the end, and even fight to the death!

"brush!"

"brush!"

Seemingly aware of Jun Changxiao's super strength, the surrounding battlefield ghosts gave up attacking Li Qingyang and others, and gathered their strength to rush over with weapons.

For a time, thousands of battlefield ghosts were pressed down from all directions.

Jun Changxiao stood on the spot and did not choose to avoid, but retracted the blade of the dragon tooth instead.

"Hoohoo!"

Suddenly, a strong sword force was released from the whole body, spreading to the surrounding.

After Zhou Hong felt the momentum, his eyes were stunned.

"What a powerful sword!"

"This guy... is it also a sword cultivator?!"

"Whoosh——"

At this moment, the sword momentum spread out, and the armor fragments, stones, dust, and even branches and leaves scattered on the ground were touched, as if enveloped by some kind of force, and then slowly floated up.

"what's the situation!"

"Why did everything on the ground float up?"

"What does this have to do with Kendo?"

The plane warrior was stunned.

Jian Xiu Xiu Xiu is the sword, why does the sharp sword interfere with every grass and every tree!

"brush!"

Jun Changxiao raised the True Yang Sword lightly, and pieces, stones and other objects that were floating came flying, and immediately formed a cloth-like glow in the air!

Zhou Hong exclaimed: "The second form of Wanjian Guizong, all things are swords!"

There are not many powerful sword skills in the Wan Gu Zong, and there are only two kinds of them that are really used for cultivation.

Zhou Hong has always comprehended the Lingjian Divine Art in meditation, and rarely comprehended Wanjian Guizong, because it is very difficult to cultivate only one kind of advanced swordsmanship to the extreme.

"brush!"

"brush!"

The dense sword light flew like a locust.

Although the face warriors were far enough away, they all stood up when they saw the streamer light shrouded by the sword force.

This quantity, this intensity!

If you attack yourself, you will definitely be stabbed into a sieve!

"brush!"

"brush!"

The battlefield ghost did not realize how terrifying the dense sword light was, and still gathered all kinds of energy to kill.

Jun Changxiao said coldly: "This is the first time I use all things as swords, and I will use you to sacrifice to the sky today!"

"Shhhhhh!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—"

Thousands of streamers blasted away, leaving behind tiny sword marks in the space!

"Ding ding ding ding ding!"

In an instant, countless sword lights shot through, and the crisp sound resounded like a beautiful rhythm.

The face warriors gradually opened their mouths, because they witnessed how nearly a thousand battlefield ghosts in armor were stabbed into sieves!

The picture is so gorgeous, so spectacular!

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

One after another battlefield ghosts fell to the ground riddled with holes.

"..."

The expression on the face of the plane warrior remained sluggish.

Previously, Zhou Hong killed hundreds of people with one sword, which has shocked them. Now Jun Changxiao has killed thousands of people, which must have deeply shocked the mind and heart again!

Damn it!

terrible!

If you come back to be an audience in the future, you must prepare a pill to protect your heart!