A mountain buryed Park Tianxi directly. The impact of tens of millions of tons of huge rocks was enough to smash a person from the Five Qi Realm into powder. Park Tianxi was undoubtedly dead. Not only Park Tianxi, but also hundreds of people buried alive. The people present were stunned. The real Baguazhang was so powerful that it could move mountains and fill the seas in one move! Of course, what was even more shocking was the name of Tai Chi Hall, which was the same force as Aotouji, which was extremely powerful, but its name was suppressed by Aotouji.

"Is this the successor of Tai Chi Palace?"

"No, the Tai Chi Palace still has its inheritance?"

"It is very likely. The gun shot out the bird and the knife cut the snake! Aotoji was the leader at the time, so it was hit the most, and the inheritance was completely cut off. Tai Chi Hall is much low-key, and it is very likely that the inheritance was left behind."

"Although Tai Chi Palace was not as powerful as Aotouji back then, it was still extremely powerful. However, in front of the champion, no matter how powerful the runner-up is, it is unlucky."

...

The emergence of Tai Chi Hall is undoubtedly a major event that shocked Jiuzhou. There are three major forces in South Korea, Bagua Sect, Tai Chi Mountain, and Xingwang Temple. Two of them are related to Jiuzhou Taoism. The most disgusting thing is that these two sects always call themselves the sects of the Ten Thousand Sects, and the Taoist ancestral court is simply shameless! Today, the descendants of Tai Chi Hall use the same Taoism to shock these wild ways, which is really awesome!

"Fellow Taoist, are you really the successor of Tai Chi Palace?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

"Who will compete with Tai Chi once it comes out? The day of its grand debut is not far away!" The young man did not answer this person's question, and a long roar left with a harsh sonic boom.

This sentence was like a meteorite outside the sky that smashed into the vast ocean, causing a huge uproar. Tai Chi Palace really exists! Moreover, it will be released soon! What does this mean? Almost everyone present can feel the prehistoric aura leaking from the cracks of the sky gate before the coming of the world. The forces that disappeared into the ancient times seemed to be slowly awakening one by one, and Jiangdong felt a strong sense of uneasiness and excitement.

"Roar——Long live the Republic of Korea!!!" The war ended, and a saint who had been completely crippled on the bald mountain in the distance was wearing armor, holding a long sword, and roaring towards the sky. Her lonely back looked even more desolate and desolate in the dim world.

boom!!!

In the end, the saint chose to explode and die. Hundreds of thousands of people stood in the distance and watched the ball-shaped energy spread rapidly, sweeping across a hundred miles, without any life, without any tombs, and exhausted water. Everything was silent. Although the Koreans were arrogant, their spirit of refusing to die still shocked the monks of Jiuzhou. In this battle, 750,000 Korean troops were wiped out, and all the twelve saints fell! 400,000 were lost in Jiuzhou, and six saints fell.

"Brothers, now we are not sad now, our three million brothers are in danger. Now we are going to the east of Jingzhou, where there are more than 500,000 Korean troops." A saint from Central and South issued a commander, and more than 1.3 million people boarded the ark and started moving towards the east at a very fast speed.

Five hours later, when twenty arks drove to the east of Jingzhou, 500,000 Korean troops were gone and all retreated to their hometowns. After the Yaxin direction urgently recruited 200,000 people to complete the defense, one and three million troops entered Youzhou east of Jingzhou. This place was occupied by the Japanese, but the army had already moved south into Qingzhou.

"Brothers, the two million brothers in the middle are less than one million, and the one hundred brothers in the south are less than three hundred thousand. Everything they do is to win time for us. Youzhou has no soldiers to defend, so leave thirty-five people to take Youzhou! With one million left, we will kill Qingzhou!"

"kill--"

"kill--"

"kill--"

Three earth-shaking roars, the will of more than one million people seemed to shake the sky, and even the faint echo of the Eight Palaces' Dragons came from the depths of the dim sky. Just in case, the 200,000 border guards who stayed on the border of Jingzhou also entered Youzhou and met with the 350,000 troops on the north road and rushed towards Youzhou.

The mission of this team in Jiangdong is to go south to Qingzhou. Four hours later, hundreds of kilometers ahead, murderous aura soared into the sky, blood color reflected the sky and the earth, and the roars and screams were like the eighteen levels of hell! On the ground, the crowds of people in the sky were fighting together, all of them were monks, and civilians could not intervene at all. People kept falling and dying in the air, like dumplings! One million Japanese troops in Qingzhou, plus one million Youzhou, the two sides were evenly matched. This was a war of attrition, and more than two million people had died!

"Kill!!!" With a roar, one million people suddenly appeared instantly changed the pattern of the battlefield.

"Reinforcements are here! Hahaha..."

"Kill——, take Qingzhou! Retake the ancestral land!"

"Annihilation of the Japanese army!"

Although one million people have experienced a great war, the weak Koreans are not their real opponents. The Japanese who occupied the three states, the brothers from Zhongnan and South have been fighting for a long time are the opponents they most long for! Seeing the broken limbs and broken bodies everywhere, the red mountains were covered with wild reds, one million people howled and shouted and rushed towards the eighty or nine hundred thousand Japanese samurai.

"The two million and three million troops in India turned to attack Zhongzhou and Xiliang, and the southern army has withdrawn to help deploy defenses. The five hundred thousand Japanese troops in Dongling Prefecture are coming to Qingzhou, and a large number of Japanese troops are coming across the sea!" A piece of news spreads rapidly among nearly three million troops like a plague.

"Haha! It's okay! The senior leaders of the Han Dynasty have been prepared for a long time, and a large number of monks have been deployed in Xiliang and Zhongzhou! Jiuzhou is our home, and this is our main battlefield! Our soldiers are still enough!" A saint from the East Factory let out a sharp laugh, and all monks within a radius of hundreds of miles could hear it clearly.

"The Indians are worse than the Koreans, and no matter how many people are, they are waste!" Another saint sent a loud voice, his words full of confidence in the situation and contempt for the Indians.

"Brothers, we will let go of this battle. Millions of brothers have been waiting for our homeland. For the sake of our hometown and the dignity of the Han Dynasty, we must kill the Japanese's arrogance today!" The saint of the Ren family exclaimed.

"Brothers, remember, under our feet, is our homeland! This is our place! This is our home court!"

"Kill--" Two million people are so angry that they can be called brothers by saints. This is the honor of every monk, and they are also called brothers by so many saints.

"Samurai, fight for the Emperor, kill all these stupid pigs!"

"Our five million troops have set out from the local area. We not only want to take back Youzhou, but also occupy Zhongzhou, Xiliang and Yunzhou!" The Japanese saints were also cheering up the Japanese army. The Japanese's belligerent is indeed terrible. Even under absolute disadvantage, they are still extremely excited and have extremely strong combat power.

The battlefield of the saint is far away from the crowd. The powerful power of the Erhua Juding and the giants of the Sanhua Juding have also opened up their own battlefields. The remaining people are basically fighting in a melee. The genius figures on both sides form countless arrows, each leading a team of people to sprint towards the core area of ​​the other side. The showdown of the genius figures is the focus of the battlefield, because they represent the future of a country, and the growth rate and height of these figures will exceed that of the majority of people in the same generation or even the next generation.

Now, except for the Voodoo Ridge in Nanyue, all the remaining eight companies have arrived. The two sides have deep resentment and are jealous when they meet, so the casualties are very fast. In the case of two-for-one, even if the Japanese samurai is strong, Kyushu has the advantage in numerical numbers in five hours and killed 500,000 Japanese samurai with a loss of 250,000 people.

boom!!!

In the battlefield, not far from Jiangdong, a samurai sword was invincible. Every time he used his power, it would magnify to dozens of meters. In an instant, more than a dozen people died under the sword. A pair of sword pupils was even more terrifying. The terrifying pupil power of his eyes shot out every time the souls of the monks of the same period could scatter the souls of the same period! Jiangdong had encountered this person not long ago, and he was the Japanese young master Tojo Boy!

Xuankong's team happened to meet him, and the two broke out in a big battle. Xuankong used his cassock to defend himself and used the top Taoist Technique of the Great Leiyin Temple to fight him.

Pu! Finally, the cassock of the boy Tojo's treasure sword was cut, and one arm was almost cut off. The team of Kurokong was immediately frustrated, and the team of people under Tojo's men rushed up like hungry wolf.

"Little Japan, don't be rampant! This is not your place to go wild!" The Holy Son of Nakanan Mountain stepped forward in front of Xuankong a few steps and punched the boy Tojo. The Takashi peak was extremely powerful and ranked third among the top ten young people in Kyushu, and was a few points higher than Xuankong.

Jiangdong is advancing rapidly, and the vision created by the Three Rages of the Pluto was even more moving. Every time, it moved the monks within a radius of several miles. This kind of boxing technique is too powerful and can evolve into Yin soldiers. Unfortunately, after all, there are only these three moves, which is a bit like Cheng Yaojin's three axes. However, although there are only three moves, no one can find the cracking technique.

Boom! On the side of Tojo Boy, the strange long sword was enlarged again. With such powerful combat power of Gangfeng, his arms were almost cut off. If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been severely injured. The sword was too powerful, and none of the weapons used by the nine geniuses seemed to be able to fight any of them.

"I understand. That is one of Japan's five treasure swords - An Gang Boy Che!" Fengpei, the Holy Son of Feng Shentan, suddenly shouted.

"Quest Immortal Soldier!!! That's Quasi-Immortal Soldier!!!"

"This person is so old that he actually has a quasi-immortal soldier!"

"Everyone should avoid it quickly and be careful of the quasi-immortal soldiers starting a massacre!"

...

In an instant, within ten miles of radius, the monks on Jiuzhou were so shocked that they had no combat power. What is the concept of quasi-immortal soldiers? The strongest weapon that can be seen in the Ghost World Fort is enough to instantly level the area of ​​the two Asian heart cities! If the strongest person holds it, and can destroy a state in one move and move, it will be a world-destroying death!

Everyone was shocked. The quasi-immortal soldiers were not accessible to them at their level, let alone touch them. Gangfeng looked at his repaired arms and was even more confused. Did he pound the quasi-immortal soldiers bravely just now? Moreover, they were almost cut off their arms? How could this quasi-immortal soldiers be so gentle and have no temper?
Chapter completed!