Before life was massacred, the war could still be controlled, but after the soldiers fell down, everything was lost. At this moment, let alone Rio Tinto, Ying Long and others, even Yang Fanhai, who had thought about resolving the war, gave up all his thoughts.

Ten thousand Yanzhou camps lost 80% of them, which was a heart-wrenching pain that he could not bear. He seemed to be able to hear the 8,000 soldiers wailing behind him, paying for their blood and blood. He wanted the flesh and blood of the immortals to calm their brothers' anger.

"Yang Fanhai, you wait..."

Someone behind him exclaimed and shouted, "It's Jiufeng." In this battle, Gongsun Xuanyuan also asked the Witch Clan to fight. The Witch Clan was also hostile to the Immortal Clan. The human Clan was in front before, but now she can ignore it at all.

As the high priest of the Witch Clan, she didn't have to go to fight with the army, but for some reason, Jiufeng still became the leader of the Witch Clan. Now that the Witch Clan army has arrived here, she is worried about how to stop Yang Fanhai's crazy appearance.

"kill!"

Roaring loudly, everything in Yang Fanhai's eyes had been twisted and turned into this word. This simple word is also a crazy and terrifying word.

He wanted to kill the Ninth Heaven, enter the Heaven Palace, enter the Lingxiao Palace, and kill the person he hated for so many years.

"Haotian, Haotian!"

With the roar, the two leaves had appeared in front of us, getting bigger and bigger, getting closer and closer, like shadows of yin and yang, suddenly became like two butcher knives, as if they were about to strangle all living beings in the world.

"The unruly people in the lower world dare to offend the Heavenly Court. They are unforgivable and should be killed!"

A thick voice shouted loudly, and a large number of immortal soldiers rushed out of the two leaves, all wearing golden armor and rushing to Jianmu.

These were no longer just monks or soldiers. They did not rush out, but instead formed a whole set on the building of the wood, and they had already soared into the sky in an instant.

At the same time, a large number of immortals rushed out, either the immortals in the leaves, or the fugitives who had been defeated before. In the blink of an eye, they gathered into an army of hundreds of millions.

Even though there were hundreds of millions of troops ahead, Yang Fanhai ignored it at this moment and roared, and rushed to the front with two thousand Yanzhou camps.

Just as the rivers and seas were tumbling, the mainstay of Yang Fanhai's purple spear turned into a 10,000-meter dragon, swept across thousands of troops, and instantly killed tens of thousands of immortals. However, before he could catch his moves, the two thousand soldiers were directly flooded by the sea tide of immortals.

"kill!"

As the roar of the sky was roaring, General Zhuge led the 30,000 bloody troops to rescue him. Yinglong, Rio Tinto, Chi Songzi and others led the Immortal Army, and Jiufeng led the Witch Army to attack from the side.

It seemed as if two torrents came back from two places and instantly rushed together, turning into two crazy dragons strangling and biting each other.

"Kill, kill all the untouchables in the lower realm, and don't leave any of them!"

"Kill, kill these self-righteous guys, the human race is the lord of the world!"

Both sides were roaring, both roaring, mourning for their dead tribe members, and angry at their actions.

The formation of heavenly stems and earthly branches is still there, but there is no other way, with less than 20% of its power. Yang Fanhai is like a dragon, holding a purple spear, leading the Yanzhou camp behind him to rush into the army.

The gun light flashed like a series of thunder and lightning snakes flashed among the dense army of immortals. The evil spirit turned into a wild beast and rushed around the army.

At this moment, Yang Fanhai was crazy and terrifying. His arms began to shatter, and his arms began to break, turning into two ferocious beasts' arms, as if he had transformed into the devil of the Battle of Banquan and the God of War of the Battle of Lu.

In such a state, he is terrifying. It is difficult for anyone to stop him under the Immortal King, especially in one move, there is also the power of Zhuxian, which makes him burst out with incredible power even if he is an ordinary sprint.

Relying on his personal courage and with the fragmented Yanzhou camp, Yang Fanhai actually fought a bloody path from the siege, passed through the billions of troops, and directly killed behind the immortal army.

The armor was fragmented and covered in blood. The war horses under their crotch had already died in battle. The Yanzhou camp almost all changed from cavalry to infantry, and the few remaining ones also turned over and fell from the war horses.

Yang Fanhai turned around with a gun, his eyes red, and he didn't know if it was blood or red light. He was in a strong murderous intent and was in aroused fighting spirit. Without stopping, he pointed to a purple spear in his hand and shouted: "Kill!"

"kill!"

The two thousand Yanzhou camps were damaged again, with only more than 1,500 people left, but their morale was still there and their fighting spirit was still there. With Yang Fanhai's order, he followed him and killed him without hesitation.

Although there are few people, they are super brave. Yang Fanhai is like a madman, and he rushed over the army of immortals with the same crazy Yanzhou camp. No one could stop the purple spear. Wherever he passed, there was no living mouth, and even difficult to find the corpse. They were all swallowed by evil aura, without leaving any left.

The attacks and breakthroughs are repeated, and the soldiers of the Yanzhou camp are damaged every time, but every time more immortals die under the charge.

The fierce war was flying, and everyone had stopped thinking, and there was only one thought in their mind: Kill!

That direct and rude way of war impacted every one's mind. The immortals discovered for the first time that these human races, which were like mud in their eyes, were so brave and had such amazing combat power.

This was the first time that the soldiers of the human race discovered that the immortal races that they regarded as gods were far less powerful than they thought.

Even though most of the human race have far less combat power than the immortal race, there are Yang Fanhai's Yanzhou camp, General Zhuge's bloody army, and the witch army charged forward, and every soldier of the human race has burst out with unimaginable combat power, crazy and numb.

One has lived a life of luxury for many thousands of years, and the other has been struggling on the brink of life and death from its appearance to its present. The first charge was stalemate and it was difficult to decide the outcome. However, after seeing too much life and death, the human race is still fearless, and the momentum of the immortal race begins to decline.

Even though he is extremely powerful, he has not had a war for more than seven thousand years, and his spirit is gone and he has no courage.

After half a day of fierce battle, countless corpses were found, and the army of immortals finally began to retreat.

"kill!"

This time, it was the spontaneous shout of human soldiers, hysterical, with a kind of excitement and a kind of fanaticism. The immortals ahead were just in a collapse, but it made them feel like they were overturning a mountain, a mountain that was under their faith in their hearts.

The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road. Once the morale is over, it will be like a volcano erupting out of control. Seeing that the immortal army was about to be defeated, I suddenly heard a loud roar: "Ignorance and foolish people!"

Goodbye, the color of heaven and earth became bright and dark, and a big hand appeared in the sky, covering the sky and holding the mysterious light in his hand condensed into a huge wheel of half black and half white, like a black and white sun star, slapped it with a terrible power.

Such power and such power, the sub-saint cannot do it. Even like Yang Fanhai and even Chi You and Gongsun Xuanyuan at the same level cannot do it. This is the strong Immortal King, and the king of the Heavenly Court finally took action.

The overwhelming palm slapped, condensed the yin and yang energy, as if to destroy everything in the world. Even though the army of Jiuzhou has already gained an advantage at this moment, anyone can see that once this palm slapped, the previous advantage will become a joke and will be wasted.

At the critical moment, a sword light broke through the sky and flew in. The sky and the earth were dark, just like the shocking attack of Pangu, directly shattering the black and white tomorrow.

Among the chaotic Yin and Yang energy and the broken cold light sword energy, two figures suddenly appeared in the sky. They were both emperor brocade robes, with majestic weapons, one holding the Emperor's sword and the other holding the Yin and Yang energy.

Staring at each other, the man holding the yin and yang energy in his hands slightly raised his mouth: "Gongsun Xuanyuan...you idiot!"

Gongsun Xuanyuan also said lightly: "Emperor Donghua, how can you not see Emperor Haotian!"

There are four kings in the Heavenly Court. The one who cultivates the power of yin and yang is Emperor Donghua.

Emperor Donghua looked up at the sky, sighed, and shook his head slightly: "If he can get out of here, do you think you can attack the heavenly realm?"

Gongsun Xuanyuan frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

Emperor Donghua sighed again, shook his head, and said inexplicably: "I... can only leave my destiny to do my best."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body of energy surged, and he held the yin and yang energy in his hand and killed Gongsun Xuanyuan.

When the Immortal King fights, others can't interfere, and they can't interfere in other battles anymore. The battle is like the sky and the earth is broken, and the bottom is also rushing again.

Emperor Donghua took action, but Gongsun Xuanyuan did not fall behind. The situation on the battlefield remained the same. The collapse of the immortal clan became more and more powerful, and he retreated repeatedly.

"Ri Tinto, Yinglong, you two lead the army to attack the left heaven, Jiufeng, Chi Songzi, you lead the army to attack the right heaven! Yang Fanhai leads the Yanzhou camp to attack the Tianmen." General Zhuge shouted and commanded the army.

Before going to war, Gongsun Xuanyuan considered that he had no time to clone his command power long ago. Even though the human army was not familiar with him, the blood and energy alone were enough to convince the public with the help of Fuxi Saint Emperor.

After giving the order, the 30,000 army had even better combat power. Yang Fanhai also roared, abandoned the chaotic army of immortals who were washed away, and led the Yanzhou camp toward the top of Jianmu.

The anger is soaring to the sky and the murderous intent is like the sea. At this moment, Yang Fanhai, under the Immortal King, is no one to stop him.

Seeing the defeat as the mountain fell, the morale of the human race was like a rainbow. Suddenly, a whistling sound came, and the arrow light fell from the sky, as if a thunder storm had woven a wall of feather arrows on Jianmu, blocking all the charge Yang Fanhai and Yanzhou camp.

Yang Fanhai is definitely familiar with this arrow light. He once felt the powerless struggle for the first time, so he naturally came the Arrow God King of the Immortal Clan.

"stop!"

With a wave of the purple spear, the Yanzhou Camp, which was only a hundred people left behind, stopped.
Chapter completed!