Chapter 1550
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In the fierce battlefield, the roar of earth shaking roared everywhere, and the bombing sound of various energies was deafening. The attack of ordinary creatures was a dead end.
More than 80000 saints lost more than 50000 in an instant, leaving only 30000.
All these 30000 saints have the ability to fight beyond their ranks and are powerful contenders for wusheng. Whoever can persist to the end is wusheng.
"I must stay, I will stay, you beasts, die for me."
"At this stage, I must have a place in the name of wusheng, and no one can stop it."
"You bastards, with a large number, think you can do anything about me? It's naive."
"Ah... My arm is broken, can I give up like this? I'm not willing, I'm not willing!"
All saints are facing many powerful creatures, fighting all their cards and fighting power, just to compete for the name of "martial saint".
Wu Sheng, representing the strongest existence of all saints, is worth fighting for.
It's a pity that the creatures here are as if they can't stop killing. They can't resist it at all.
These creatures have different strengths and weaknesses. The weakest have a small holy realm, and the strongest have reached the divine realm. The number is more than ten times more than that of the human race. There is really no way to form too much confrontation.
The sage of the Terran depends on who sticks to the end.
Those giants are better than other small forces or casual practitioners. They also form an array, or break out all kinds of powerful cards, and can support them hard, but they don't know how long they can last.
Fortunately, the mysterious Qi of this heaven and earth is very strong. They have an inexhaustible feeling whenever they move, which is why they can support all the time.
As the battle became white hot, Yang Wu was also overwhelmed because they were watched by Taihu's God level strong men.
"You outsiders are interesting and can form an array, but it's not enough. I want you all to die." a huge tiger roared. It was full of evil spirit, and a huge claw fell down. Its powerful divine power wanted to fly Yang Wu's black pot to the town.
"That black pot is a magic weapon. I want to rob the clan." another tiger shouted.
"More than one magic weapon, there are others. It seems that the magic weapon of the Phoenix family has all been accepted." another tiger said.
There are three God level Taihu. The strongest one has reached the intermediate God level, but its combat power is no less than those high-level God level creatures.
Taihu is said to be the oldest race of the tiger family, which can almost be compared with the white tiger in the tiger family.
Their combat effectiveness is terrible. Ordinary creatures will be weak in the face of them.
The Tianlong array under Lu Zhibu, combined with the strength of the people, killed many Taihu and blocked many other creatures. Those creatures were not vegetarian. Continuous attacks forced them to a corner. Suddenly something went wrong with one of the array eyes. The Tianlong array was directly broken by the three God level Taihu.
Poof!
Lu Zhi and others spit blood continuously. If Yang Wuding were not in the front, they would be killed by the three tigers.
"I can't stand it. You continue to work together. Don't stop them until Ben." Yang Wu couldn't care so much anymore. He smashed the strongest tiger with the black pot, and the other one killed it with the Big Dipper seven star sword and the death sickle.
This time, he was fully open again.
No more strength.
A drop of immortal liquid was refined in the body to supplement the loss just now. One sword cut it out, and a sword mark crossed it, which seemed to completely crush a star river, and another knife cut it out, killing all living creatures with incomparable dead Qi and destructive power.
Yang Wu picked up three God level tigers at the same time with his own strength. I have to say that he has too much courage.
Yang Wu can activate the power of Xiangen. He can have the same combat effectiveness as the head of the jade lion clan. He also holds a magic weapon. Naturally, he has such courage.
When the three Tai tigers felt Yang Wu's strength, they all exploded in a row and made amazing attacks to kill Yang Wu.
Their attack is so fierce that Yang Wu feels like falling when he is in it.
Yang Wu can only keep smashing with the black pot, so that they can't get close. The sword is cut wildly, so that they can fight with them.
If he did not have the power of fairy roots, it would be difficult for him to collide with them like this.
The strongest Tai tiger was hit by the black pot and screamed with pain. The tiger blood splashed continuously. The other two Tai tigers were killed by the sword, and each was damaged.
Yang Wu fought for his life. The lethality was terrible.
Yang Wu had a hard time. He wanted to use the black pot as an attack. His defense strength was naturally much weaker. Although the way of unloading the basaltic armor was strong, it was also to a certain extent. Under repeated bombing, it was still broken and could not be unloaded any more. Then a suit of imperial jade armor appeared on him, which was more reliable than wearing God armor, but he was still injured all over.
When Yang Wu was struggling to support, Xuanyuan Huowu, Lu Zhi and Yang Zhennan were also desperately supporting.
Xuanyuan Huowu and Lu Zhi finally refined the immortal liquid given by Yang Wu. After they got the immortal liquid, they never took it, and now they have to use it.
Their strength is soaring wildly, their realm is also improving rapidly, and more and more creatures are killed in their hands.
One carries a phoenix sword, which is as powerful as a god level strong man, and has great lethality.
One was holding a huge gray feather, which was refined into a pen array. When he waved it, yin and Yang were floating, dividing many creatures from attack.
On the other hand, Yang Zhennan was fiercer than anyone and more powerful than Xuanyuan fire dance. When Yang Wu couldn't protect them, he stood up and fought directly against a god level creature. He was the most underestimated among the people.
With the continuous killing and cutting, people gradually feel that they are not supported. Even the people of the giants have lost more than half, and only a few people can stick to it.
If it goes on like this, I'm afraid everyone will be eliminated.
Is this the end of obtaining wusheng in this way?
Yang Wu is naturally unwilling to end like this. He also wants to kill the three powerful Taihu tigers in front of him. He is ready to break through the shackles and improve the realm.
Once he breaks through in an all-round way, his combat effectiveness will rise sharply and will certainly control the war situation.
However, at this time, there was a sudden call: "Wuwu..."
This voice rang all over every corner of the battlefield, and even the voice of battle was completely covered up.
After hearing this sound, the creatures in the battle seemed to have received some instructions, but they all stopped fighting and retreated quickly.
It also includes some divine creatures, and none of them will stay any longer.
Taihu, who fought with Yang Wu, cried reluctantly, "you're lucky."
Three Tai tigers also evacuated at the same time.
The saints left behind are inexplicable. This difficult battle came to an end in the sound of the horn?
Those saints who stayed were lying on the ground and crying.
"Ah ah... It's finally over, it's finally over!"
"I... are we wusheng? Are we wusheng?"
"What's the sound of the horn? Is there a more terrible creature?"
"It's good to stay. It's too difficult."
……
All the saints have a feeling for the rest of their lives. They really fought too hard in this war.
Yang Wu also just wanted to improve his strength. As a result, Tai Hu ran away, and his realm was pressed down again.
But it's hard for him to press for too long.
The level has been incomparably loose. If he doesn't break through, his Qi will not be smooth, and even lead to the "overflow chaos" in Dantian, which is not worth the loss.
"We must make a breakthrough in this half month!" Yang Wu affirmed.
Before Yang Wu returned to his people, he saw a team in the city, and all the saints were nervous.
There are only a few hundred people in this team. They are all young people. Each of them rides incomparably powerful creatures, including Taihu tiger, mang ox and jade lion. They are all dressed in animal skins, bare shoulders, feather hoops on their heads, and painted with some ancient strange colors on their faces. Each of them has a stereotyped look and a very strong sense of war, Like a soldier on an expedition, it is majestic and powerful.
Is that how dozens of people scared hundreds of thousands of creatures away?
If not, I haven't seen any other creatures again?
Soon, when the saints saw the ancient horn in their hands, they could be sure that these people came out to frighten the creatures and rescue them.
Do they really have such a strong deterrent?
The team came slowly towards the saints.
The hooves of the mount kept ringing, as if they were knocking on the hearts of the saints, making them breathe quickly.
The saints quickly refined the elixir and the holy spring restored its combat power to avoid being raided by these native Terrans.
"Give you a chance to enter the city. Rush over from us. Whoever can enter the city will stay, and whoever can't enter the city will get out." the middle-aged man who took the lead on the Taihu tiger said faintly. After a pause, he added: "by the way, only 10000 of you can enter the city."
At present, there are about 17000 saints, which also means that 7000 people will be eliminated.
However, this is good news for all saints.
They try their best to stay until now in order to become a martial saint, and breaking through hundreds of people in front of them means that they will be able to become a martial saint.
Someone shouted, "now it's our turn to bully more and bully less. Let's rush."
"The last 10000 people are the martial saint. Even if I fight my life, I will become the martial saint."
"Whoever stops me and kills anyone, I will become a martial saint."
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In the fierce battlefield, the roar of earth shaking roared everywhere, and the bombing sound of various energies was deafening. The attack of ordinary creatures was a dead end.
More than 80000 saints lost more than 50000 in an instant, leaving only 30000.
All these 30000 saints have the ability to fight beyond their ranks and are powerful contenders for wusheng. Whoever can persist to the end is wusheng.
"I must stay, I will stay, you beasts, die for me."
"At this stage, I must have a place in the name of wusheng, and no one can stop it."
"You bastards, with a large number, think you can do anything about me? It's naive."
"Ah... My arm is broken, can I give up like this? I'm not willing, I'm not willing!"
All saints are facing many powerful creatures, fighting all their cards and fighting power, just to compete for the name of "martial saint".
Wu Sheng, representing the strongest existence of all saints, is worth fighting for.
It's a pity that the creatures here are as if they can't stop killing. They can't resist it at all.
These creatures have different strengths and weaknesses. The weakest have a small holy realm, and the strongest have reached the divine realm. The number is more than ten times more than that of the human race. There is really no way to form too much confrontation.
The sage of the Terran depends on who sticks to the end.
Those giants are better than other small forces or casual practitioners. They also form an array, or break out all kinds of powerful cards, and can support them hard, but they don't know how long they can last.
Fortunately, the mysterious Qi of this heaven and earth is very strong. They have an inexhaustible feeling whenever they move, which is why they can support all the time.
As the battle became white hot, Yang Wu was also overwhelmed because they were watched by Taihu's God level strong men.
"You outsiders are interesting and can form an array, but it's not enough. I want you all to die." a huge tiger roared. It was full of evil spirit, and a huge claw fell down. Its powerful divine power wanted to fly Yang Wu's black pot to the town.
"That black pot is a magic weapon. I want to rob the clan." another tiger shouted.
"More than one magic weapon, there are others. It seems that the magic weapon of the Phoenix family has all been accepted." another tiger said.
There are three God level Taihu. The strongest one has reached the intermediate God level, but its combat power is no less than those high-level God level creatures.
Taihu is said to be the oldest race of the tiger family, which can almost be compared with the white tiger in the tiger family.
Their combat effectiveness is terrible. Ordinary creatures will be weak in the face of them.
The Tianlong array under Lu Zhibu, combined with the strength of the people, killed many Taihu and blocked many other creatures. Those creatures were not vegetarian. Continuous attacks forced them to a corner. Suddenly something went wrong with one of the array eyes. The Tianlong array was directly broken by the three God level Taihu.
Poof!
Lu Zhi and others spit blood continuously. If Yang Wuding were not in the front, they would be killed by the three tigers.
"I can't stand it. You continue to work together. Don't stop them until Ben." Yang Wu couldn't care so much anymore. He smashed the strongest tiger with the black pot, and the other one killed it with the Big Dipper seven star sword and the death sickle.
This time, he was fully open again.
No more strength.
A drop of immortal liquid was refined in the body to supplement the loss just now. One sword cut it out, and a sword mark crossed it, which seemed to completely crush a star river, and another knife cut it out, killing all living creatures with incomparable dead Qi and destructive power.
Yang Wu picked up three God level tigers at the same time with his own strength. I have to say that he has too much courage.
Yang Wu can activate the power of Xiangen. He can have the same combat effectiveness as the head of the jade lion clan. He also holds a magic weapon. Naturally, he has such courage.
When the three Tai tigers felt Yang Wu's strength, they all exploded in a row and made amazing attacks to kill Yang Wu.
Their attack is so fierce that Yang Wu feels like falling when he is in it.
Yang Wu can only keep smashing with the black pot, so that they can't get close. The sword is cut wildly, so that they can fight with them.
If he did not have the power of fairy roots, it would be difficult for him to collide with them like this.
The strongest Tai tiger was hit by the black pot and screamed with pain. The tiger blood splashed continuously. The other two Tai tigers were killed by the sword, and each was damaged.
Yang Wu fought for his life. The lethality was terrible.
Yang Wu had a hard time. He wanted to use the black pot as an attack. His defense strength was naturally much weaker. Although the way of unloading the basaltic armor was strong, it was also to a certain extent. Under repeated bombing, it was still broken and could not be unloaded any more. Then a suit of imperial jade armor appeared on him, which was more reliable than wearing God armor, but he was still injured all over.
When Yang Wu was struggling to support, Xuanyuan Huowu, Lu Zhi and Yang Zhennan were also desperately supporting.
Xuanyuan Huowu and Lu Zhi finally refined the immortal liquid given by Yang Wu. After they got the immortal liquid, they never took it, and now they have to use it.
Their strength is soaring wildly, their realm is also improving rapidly, and more and more creatures are killed in their hands.
One carries a phoenix sword, which is as powerful as a god level strong man, and has great lethality.
One was holding a huge gray feather, which was refined into a pen array. When he waved it, yin and Yang were floating, dividing many creatures from attack.
On the other hand, Yang Zhennan was fiercer than anyone and more powerful than Xuanyuan fire dance. When Yang Wu couldn't protect them, he stood up and fought directly against a god level creature. He was the most underestimated among the people.
With the continuous killing and cutting, people gradually feel that they are not supported. Even the people of the giants have lost more than half, and only a few people can stick to it.
If it goes on like this, I'm afraid everyone will be eliminated.
Is this the end of obtaining wusheng in this way?
Yang Wu is naturally unwilling to end like this. He also wants to kill the three powerful Taihu tigers in front of him. He is ready to break through the shackles and improve the realm.
Once he breaks through in an all-round way, his combat effectiveness will rise sharply and will certainly control the war situation.
However, at this time, there was a sudden call: "Wuwu..."
This voice rang all over every corner of the battlefield, and even the voice of battle was completely covered up.
After hearing this sound, the creatures in the battle seemed to have received some instructions, but they all stopped fighting and retreated quickly.
It also includes some divine creatures, and none of them will stay any longer.
Taihu, who fought with Yang Wu, cried reluctantly, "you're lucky."
Three Tai tigers also evacuated at the same time.
The saints left behind are inexplicable. This difficult battle came to an end in the sound of the horn?
Those saints who stayed were lying on the ground and crying.
"Ah ah... It's finally over, it's finally over!"
"I... are we wusheng? Are we wusheng?"
"What's the sound of the horn? Is there a more terrible creature?"
"It's good to stay. It's too difficult."
……
All the saints have a feeling for the rest of their lives. They really fought too hard in this war.
Yang Wu also just wanted to improve his strength. As a result, Tai Hu ran away, and his realm was pressed down again.
But it's hard for him to press for too long.
The level has been incomparably loose. If he doesn't break through, his Qi will not be smooth, and even lead to the "overflow chaos" in Dantian, which is not worth the loss.
"We must make a breakthrough in this half month!" Yang Wu affirmed.
Before Yang Wu returned to his people, he saw a team in the city, and all the saints were nervous.
There are only a few hundred people in this team. They are all young people. Each of them rides incomparably powerful creatures, including Taihu tiger, mang ox and jade lion. They are all dressed in animal skins, bare shoulders, feather hoops on their heads, and painted with some ancient strange colors on their faces. Each of them has a stereotyped look and a very strong sense of war, Like a soldier on an expedition, it is majestic and powerful.
Is that how dozens of people scared hundreds of thousands of creatures away?
If not, I haven't seen any other creatures again?
Soon, when the saints saw the ancient horn in their hands, they could be sure that these people came out to frighten the creatures and rescue them.
Do they really have such a strong deterrent?
The team came slowly towards the saints.
The hooves of the mount kept ringing, as if they were knocking on the hearts of the saints, making them breathe quickly.
The saints quickly refined the elixir and the holy spring restored its combat power to avoid being raided by these native Terrans.
"Give you a chance to enter the city. Rush over from us. Whoever can enter the city will stay, and whoever can't enter the city will get out." the middle-aged man who took the lead on the Taihu tiger said faintly. After a pause, he added: "by the way, only 10000 of you can enter the city."
At present, there are about 17000 saints, which also means that 7000 people will be eliminated.
However, this is good news for all saints.
They try their best to stay until now in order to become a martial saint, and breaking through hundreds of people in front of them means that they will be able to become a martial saint.
Someone shouted, "now it's our turn to bully more and bully less. Let's rush."
"The last 10000 people are the martial saint. Even if I fight my life, I will become the martial saint."
"Whoever stops me and kills anyone, I will become a martial saint."
……
In the fierce battlefield, the roar of earth shaking roared everywhere, and the bombing sound of various energies was deafening. The attack of ordinary creatures was a dead end.More than 80000 saints lost more than 50000 in an instant, leaving only 30000.All these 30000 saints have the ability to fight beyond their ranks and are powerful contenders for wusheng. Whoever can persist to the end is wusheng."I must stay, I will stay, you beasts, die for me.""At this stage, I must have a place in the name of wusheng, and no one can stop it.""You bastards, with a large number, think you can do anything about me? It's naive.""Ah... My arm is broken, can I give up like this? I'm not willing, I'm not willing!"All saints are facing many powerful creatures, fighting all their cards and fighting power, just to compete for the name of "martial saint".Wu Sheng, representing the strongest existence of all saints, is worth fighting for.It's a pity that the creatures here are as if they can't stop killing. They can't resist it at all.These creatures have different strengths and weaknesses. The weakest have a small holy realm, and the strongest have reached the divine realm. The number is more than ten times more than that of the human race. There is really no way to form too much confrontation.The sage of the Terran depends on who sticks to the end.Those giants are better than other small forces or casual practitioners. They also form an array, or break out all kinds of powerful cards, and can support them hard, but they don't know how long they can last.Fortunately, the mysterious Qi of this heaven and earth is very strong. They have an inexhaustible feeling whenever they move, which is why they can support all the time.As the battle became white hot, Yang Wu was also overwhelmed because they were watched by Taihu's God level strong men."You outsiders are interesting and can form an array, but it's not enough. I want you all to die." a huge tiger roared. It was full of evil spirit, and a huge claw fell down. Its powerful divine power wanted to fly Yang Wu's black pot to the town."That black pot is a magic weapon. I want to rob the clan." another tiger shouted."More than one magic weapon, there are others. It seems that the magic weapon of the Phoenix family has all been accepted." another tiger said.There are three God level Taihu. The strongest one has reached the intermediate God level, but its combat power is no less than those high-level God level creatures.Taihu is said to be the oldest race of the tiger family, which can almost be compared with the white tiger in the tiger family.Their combat effectiveness is terrible. Ordinary creatures will be weak in the face of them.The Tianlong array under Lu Zhibu, combined with the strength of the people, killed many Taihu and blocked many other creatures. Those creatures were not vegetarian. Continuous attacks forced them to a corner. Suddenly something went wrong with one of the array eyes. The Tianlong array was directly broken by the three God level Taihu.Poof!Lu Zhi and others spit blood continuously. If Yang Wuding were not in the front, they would be killed by the three tigers."I can't stand it. You continue to work together. Don't stop them until Ben." Yang Wu couldn't care so much anymore. He smashed the strongest tiger with the black pot, and the other one killed it with the Big Dipper seven star sword and the death sickle.This time, he was fully open again.No more strength.A drop of immortal liquid was refined in the body to supplement the loss just now. One sword cut it out, and a sword mark crossed it, which seemed to completely crush a star river, and another knife cut it out, killing all living creatures with incomparable dead Qi and destructive power.Yang Wu picked up three God level tigers at the same time with his own strength. I have to say that he has too much courage.Yang Wu can activate the power of Xiangen. He can have the same combat effectiveness as the head of the jade lion clan. He also holds a magic weapon. Naturally, he has such courage.When the three Tai tigers felt Yang Wu's strength, they all exploded in a row and made amazing attacks to kill Yang Wu.Their attack is so fierce that Yang Wu feels like falling when he is in it.Yang Wu can only keep smashing with the black pot, so that they can't get close. The sword is cut wildly, so that they can fight with them.If he did not have the power of fairy roots, it would be difficult for him to collide with them like this.The strongest Tai tiger was hit by the black pot and screamed with pain. The tiger blood splashed continuously. The other two Tai tigers were killed by the sword, and each was damaged.Yang Wu fought for his life. The lethality was terrible.Yang Wu had a hard time. He wanted to use the black pot as an attack. His defense strength was naturally much weaker. Although the way of unloading the basaltic armor was strong, it was also to a certain extent. Under repeated bombing, it was still broken and could not be unloaded any more. Then a suit of imperial jade armor appeared on him, which was more reliable than wearing God armor, but he was still injured all over.When Yang Wu was struggling to support, Xuanyuan Huowu, Lu Zhi and Yang Zhennan were also desperately supporting.Xuanyuan Huowu and Lu Zhi finally refined the immortal liquid given by Yang Wu. After they got the immortal liquid, they never took it, and now they have to use it.Their strength is soaring wildly, their realm is also improving rapidly, and more and more creatures are killed in their hands.One carries a phoenix sword, which is as powerful as a god level strong man, and has great lethality.One was holding a huge gray feather, which was refined into a pen array. When he waved it, yin and Yang were floating, dividing many creatures from attack.On the other hand, Yang Zhennan was fiercer than anyone and more powerful than Xuanyuan fire dance. When Yang Wu couldn't protect them, he stood up and fought directly against a god level creature. He was the most underestimated among the people.With the continuous killing and cutting, people gradually feel that they are not supported. Even the people of the giants have lost more than half, and only a few people can stick to it.If it goes on like this, I'm afraid everyone will be eliminated.Is this the end of obtaining wusheng in this way?Yang Wu is naturally unwilling to end like this. He also wants to kill the three powerful Taihu tigers in front of him. He is ready to break through the shackles and improve the realm.Once he breaks through in an all-round way, his combat effectiveness will rise sharply and will certainly control the war situation.However, at this time, there was a sudden call: "Wuwu..."This voice rang all over every corner of the battlefield, and even the voice of battle was completely covered up.After hearing this sound, the creatures in the battle seemed to have received some instructions, but they all stopped fighting and retreated quickly.It also includes some divine creatures, and none of them will stay any longer.Taihu, who fought with Yang Wu, cried reluctantly, "you're lucky."Three Tai tigers also evacuated at the same time.The saints left behind are inexplicable. This difficult battle came to an end in the sound of the horn?Those saints who stayed were lying on the ground and crying."Ah ah... It's finally over, it's finally over!""I... are we wusheng? Are we wusheng?""What's the sound of the horn? Is there a more terrible creature?""It's good to stay. It's too difficult."All the saints have a feeling for the rest of their lives. They really fought too hard in this war.Yang Wu also just wanted to improve his strength. As a result, Tai Hu ran away, and his realm was pressed down again.But it's hard for him to press for too long.The level has been incomparably loose. If he doesn't break through, his Qi will not be smooth, and even lead to the "overflow chaos" in Dantian, which is not worth the loss."We must make a breakthrough in this half month!" Yang Wu affirmed.Before Yang Wu returned to his people, he saw a team in the city, and all the saints were nervous.There are only a few hundred people in this team. They are all young people. Each of them rides incomparably powerful creatures, including Taihu tiger, mang ox and jade lion. They are all dressed in animal skins, bare shoulders, feather hoops on their heads, and painted with some ancient strange colors on their faces. Each of them has a stereotyped look and a very strong sense of war, Like a soldier on an expedition, it is majestic and powerful.Is that how dozens of people scared hundreds of thousands of creatures away?If not, I haven't seen any other creatures again?Soon, when the saints saw the ancient horn in their hands, they could be sure that these people came out to frighten the creatures and rescue them.Do they really have such a strong deterrent?The team came slowly towards the saints.The hooves of the mount kept ringing, as if they were knocking on the hearts of the saints, making them breathe quickly.The saints quickly refined the elixir and the holy spring restored its combat power to avoid being raided by these native Terrans."Give you a chance to enter the city. Rush over from us. Whoever can enter the city will stay, and whoever can't enter the city will get out." the middle-aged man who took the lead on the Taihu tiger said faintly. After a pause, he added: "by the way, only 10000 of you can enter the city."At present, there are about 17000 saints, which also means that 7000 people will be eliminated.However, this is good news for all saints.They try their best to stay until now in order to become a martial saint, and breaking through hundreds of people in front of them means that they will be able to become a martial saint.Someone shouted, "now it's our turn to bully more and bully less. Let's rush.""The last 10000 people are the martial saint. Even if I fight my life, I will become the martial saint.""Whoever stops me and kills anyone, I will become a martial saint."
