Chapter 4899? All Join the Battle

Under his foot, hundreds of top cultivators were caught off guard, and were kicked back into the Immortal Formation by the same path.

"Damn..." One Yanxian didn't even have time to say a word, and was directly chopped into slap-sized pieces by Jian Wushuang's sword.

All Yanxian and Dingxiu retreated subconsciously. Looking at this Yanxian who was like a killing god, they felt inexplicably depressed.

Jian Wushuang didn't intend to talk nonsense at all, and raised his foot again, kicking another wave of Yanxian and Ding Xiu into the immortal formation.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand, and his five fingers together turned into a big palm and bombarded down.

The immortal formation formed by the condensed immortal patterns of nearly 10,000 paths could not withstand this power at all, and collapsed and shattered directly!

With the shattering of the first Immortal Array, there were only four Immortal Arrays left!

The headless armchair also fell, like a broken sky, and it has fallen into the broken void!

Jian Wushuang stood condensed in the void, and turned to look at the other three immortal formations slowly opening.

Such an immortal formation, under the timely prevention, violently invaded nearly a hundred immortals and countless top repairs. If it is not stopped, I am afraid that the six-day realm will be directly destroyed!

Therefore, Jian Wushuang did not hesitate at all, he directly took the little emperor and rushed to the next immortal formation.

At this moment, in front of the portal of the entire six-day realm, it has completely fallen into chaos.

Even with the protection of Di Qing, the six-day realm can hardly be defended.

Originally, there were only more than 60 Yanxian left, and now there are only less than 30 left, and the original Yanxian army has joined the new blood, and there are nearly 400 Yanxian at a time.

Moreover, the Yanxian army has already known the importance and terrifying nature of Diqing. It is no longer a crazy forward rush, but let the later top cultivators take the lead, consuming the living force of the six heavens realm.

Gong Ziqian's face was pale. In his opinion, the Six Heavens Realm was completely unstoppable, and he was already thinking about how to escape back to his Misty Xianzhou as quickly as possible.

Chen Qing fought bloody fighting beside Di Qing, and obviously he couldn't escape.

At this moment, several streams of light rushed from the direction of the Six Heavens Realm. It was Chunqiu, Cui Jing, Zhao Ting,

Wei Liujia, and a bald man as strong as a mountain.

When they saw this scene, they all looked solemn.

Chunqiu even flew directly to Chen Qing and said with a stern face, "Why didn't you notify us when such a big thing happened?"

Chen Qing touched the blood on his face and said anxiously, "The situation is too urgent, and there is no way to get out. Even if I want to go back and call you, there is no way."

Chun Qiu's expression softened a little, and then he looked at the turbulent situation, and just as he was about to speak again, an impatient roar resounded, "Where is my lord? Where have you been? Are you here too?! "

It was the bald man Fengshan who made the loud roar, and he roared with an extremely anxious expression.

"Isn't this the guy outside the door of Brother Paijian's palace?" Chen Qing was a little puzzled.

The bald man Fengshan hurried to Chen Qing and said in a hurry, "You must know where my lord is, right? Tell me quickly, I must not let the lord be hurt in the slightest!"

When Chen Qing heard the words, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the location of the three armchairs far away, "It's there."

Before he finished speaking, Fengshan flew out directly. Although he was extremely strong, his movements were extremely flexible, and he rushed towards Jian Wushuang's position with agility.

"It's really a piece of shit." Chen Qing shook his head helplessly.

Chunqiu, Cui Jing and others were also going to help Jian Wushuang, but he stopped him, "Brother Jian, there is not much danger for the time being, let's take some pressure off this lord together now."

Looking at Diqing with wings of ten directions blooming behind him, Chunqiu didn't say much, just called out the eight-armed puppet with angry eyes and guarded it in front of Diqing together.

Cui Jing also immediately joined the battle, holding an eight-foot black stick and fighting side by side with Chunqiu.

Wei Liujia, who had not yet fully recovered, joined the battle without any hesitation. He believed that being able to defend Jian Wushuang's final bottom line in the six-day realm would be regarded as helping Jian Wushuang.

Zhao Ting also gritted his teeth slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, he joined the battle.

With Chunqiu, Cui Jing, and several Yanxian guards by his side, Di Qing felt the pressure all over his body eased instantly, and he was able to breathe for a while.

Chunqiu's calmness, Cui Jing's boldness and fearlessness, Chen Qing's sophistication and slickness, and Wei Liujia's seemingly gentle yet swift and deadly are all too suitable for this chaotic situation.

Their matching with each other greatly offset the wave after wave of shocks, and even Di Qing secretly affirmed them.

And along with the Spring and Autumn Period and their participation in the battle, thousands of streamers emerged from the six-day realm.

They are the last remaining immortals and top cultivators in the Six Heavens Realm.

Originally, they all practiced and sat in the Sword Discourse Dojo in the extreme southern border of Xiaogutian, but now they are all here, and none of the top cultivators and Yanxian are absent.

Stepping into this chaotic battlefield, all Yanxian and Dingxiu did not say a word, silently welcoming their fate.

In a way, this is indeed a battle of fate.

The sword cultivators all drew out their real swords, and the top cultivators released their most chewy power.

Yanxian, who was already less than ten, rushed into the chaotic battlefield first, killed the enemy, and was killed.

This is the purest war and the largest war since the establishment of the Great Division.

Nearly 600 Yanxian and countless top cultivators participated in the war, and there was a steady stream of Yanxian joining the war.

This is also a war between emperors, including the power of five or even six emperors.

This war was also a turning battle that completely torn apart their faces.

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The situation that was originally one-sided has once again fallen into a stalemate.

This relieved the pale-faced Young Master Qian a little, and he was also in shock.

Under the seat of the little emperor and son-in-law, where did these guys who were so powerful that they could even turn the tide of the battle by themselves came from?

Naturally, no one could answer Gong Ziqian. If he were to know that these guys who could turn the tide even did not obey the orders of the little emperor at all, he would be completely shocked again.

The original decadent situation was restored again, and the chaotic war was even more chaotic than before.

If the void had a color, I am afraid that the countless blood of the gods could dye it deep red.

Yanxian is constantly dying, and the top ancestral cultivators have fallen and died in batches, and even their bodies cannot be preserved at all.

This broken void is now the burial ground of the immortals and the top repairers.

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