Chapter 3120 Changes in the Battle Situation
(The first one is coming!)
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Elder Zixing's breath was bursting, and his whole body was covered under a layer of lavender flames, like a purple flame god of war. He held a long spear tightly in his hand, and swiped a large swath of purple flames with one hand in an instant. Appears in the center of the battlefield.
As for the Deacon Long, I have a jet-black robe in his hand, and a large amount of black light permeates his body. This black light seems to engulf the surrounding heaven and earth, and the whole world will be completely plunged into darkness.
The two powerful sixth-order true saints fought fiercely together in an instant.
boom! boom!
The shocking roar echoed across the entire battlefield in an instant.
When the two fought, the terrifying power formed a shock wave, scaring the surrounding third-order and fourth-order true saints to flee, and even the fifth-order true saints did not have the courage to appear around them.
In just an instant, the two had already fought head-to-head more than a dozen times.
"A sixth-order elder of the Holy Feather Sect dares to be mad in front of this deacon. This deacon will let you know today, it's a big day!!" Deacon Long's voice was cold, and the fit stick in his hand skyrocketed. Endless darkness erupted, instantly annihilating the vast sea of purple flames ahead.
"Humph!!"
Elder Zixing's expression was rather gloomy.
As soon as he fought, he found that although this Dragon Deacon was also a sixth-order true saint, his combat power was slightly stronger than his.
Of course, Deacon Long is not much stronger than him, and he is not afraid of fighting head-on.
"Kill it!"
With a loud shout, Elder Zixing and Deacon Long fought fiercely again.
The two instantly fought fiercely.
The two sixth-order true saints have their own battlefields, and no one dares to mix with them. Of course, because of the mutual restraint between the two, the two of them cannot affect other battlefields.
In the whole battle, because of the relationship between the Purple Blood Camp, the two camps can now be said to be evenly matched, and there is no obvious advantage.
But at this moment, at the other end of the void, the third prince, Mu Feng, smiled coldly.
He glanced at the middle-aged man in purple robe next to him, "Let them do it."
"Yes." The middle-aged man in purple robe nodded, and the next moment he took out the talisman to summon the message.
In the center of the battlefield, the two sides were fighting in full swing.
But at this moment... a mutation occurred! !
In the Purple Blood Camp, more than forty sergeants originally gathered together to form an army that swept all directions.
But at this moment, three sergeants in the Purple Blood Camp suddenly turned their guns and attacked their comrades beside them.
boom! boom! boom!
The timing of these three sergeants' shots was just right, and the weapons of the three were obviously mixed with that kind of special venom. The three of them shot like this, instantly killing two sergeants of the Purple Blood Battalion and seriously injuring one.
The most important thing is that the entire army formation of the Purple Blood Camp was completely chaotic.
"Damn!!"
"Damn!!"
The screams of anger sounded one after another.
Not only in the Purple Blood Camp, but also in the camp of His Royal Highness Sixth Highness who was fighting fiercely in the void, some people suddenly attacked and killed their own strongmen, and there were still a lot of people, at least ten people at the same time. 'Mutiny'.
"These bastards!!"
When His Royal Highness saw this scene outside the battlefield, his face turned purple with anger.
He had long known that the third prince had placed spies under his command, and he was also on guard, but he never expected that the number of spies arranged by the third prince would be so large, there were more than ten strong men, and most importantly, Zi Xue In the camp, there were three people who rebelled!
You must know that in the original two camps, his side was the absolute disadvantage. The reason why he was able to compete with the third prince was because of the relationship with the Purple Blood Camp. Now the three people in the Purple Blood Camp have rebelled, which is for the Purple Blood Camp. The blow was too great.
The Purple Blood Battalion collapsed in an instant, and the sergeant was also reduced by six in one breath, and the combat power was instantly reduced.
Without the rampage of the Purple Blood Camp, the disparity in the strength of the two camps began to manifest.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Haha, kill them all!!"
The powerhouses of the Third Prince's camp rose in momentum and began to slaughter frantically.
The Sixth Highness's side was obviously completely suppressed, and it was about to collapse soon.
"It's over!!" The face of the sixth palace was pale.
"How could this be?" Mu Qing's figure was also trembling, but her eyes couldn't help but look at Jian Wushuang.
When this rout was about to become a settlement, what Mu Qing could hope for was Jian Wushuang.
"Evil Master, Magic Water." Jian Wushuang said.
"Mr. Tianhou." The evil master and Huan Shui immediately looked over.
"Do me a favor and take care of the two of them for me." Jian Wushuang said.
"No problem." The evil master and Huan Shui agreed very readily.
The two of them are geniuses of the Three Palaces, Primordial Palace, and neither the Third Prince nor the people of Zixiao Pavilion dared to kill them.
If it wasn't for his own strength that was too weak to have any impact on the situation, the two of them would have already killed them. Now that Jian Wushuang asked them to help, of course they agreed without hesitation.
Jian Wushuang nodded slightly, and then the Blood Peak Sword appeared in his hand.
"Mr. Tianhou, are you finally going to take action?" The evil master immediately looked forward to it.
"Mr. Tianhou personally took action!!" Huan Shui also seemed quite excited.
Jian Wushuang never spoke, but his figure had already moved directly towards the battlefield ahead.
"It's really shot." The eyes of the evil master and Huan Shui both released a strong light.
This made the Sixth Highness next to him and His Highness Qing extremely puzzled.
"You two, from the looks of you, it seems that you are looking forward to Mr. Tianhou's strength, but Mr. Tianhou is only a third-order true saint, and can't change the battle situation at all?" His Royal Highness frowned.
"What do you know?" The evil master glanced at His Royal Highness Sixth Highness and said with a sneer, "I'm afraid you don't know, Huan Shui and I fought with Mr. Tianhou a long time ago. At that time, I fought with Huan Shui and Shan Wang. They are also all first-order true saints, but the three of us are all geniuses of the Primitive Palace, with extremely strong combat power. Any of the three of us can directly suppress the third-order true saints. If you are lucky, you can even kill the third-order head-on. Holy!!"
"However, the three of us joined forces at that time, but were completely crushed by Mr. Tianhou, and there was no room for struggle. At that time, Mr. Tianhou was only a first-order true saint!!"
"Think about it, the first-order true saint is so tyrannical. Now that Mr. Tianhou has reached the third-order true saint level, how strong is his strength?"
His Highness Six and His Highness Qing heard it, but their heads were a little dazed.
The genius of the Primitive Palace can suppress or even kill the third-order true saint at the first-order true saint level?
And the three geniuses of the Primitive Palace joined forces, but were easily crushed by Jian Wushuang, who was only a first-order true saint?
"This, this..." His Royal Highness was shocked, but he was also looking forward to it.