The Central Army of Great Chu!

A dazzling light rushed out.

It was like a pillar of light that tore up all kinds of visions in the sky, emerged from the blue sky, and continued to rush into the depths of the sky.

Magnificent, vast, and ancient auras are entangled and intertwined.

Dou Changgong sat upright on the chariot, with purple in his eyes, like burning purple flames, slowly floating out along the corner of Dou Changgong's eyes, spreading to a three-inch position, and then gradually dissipated.

He was wearing a white robe inside and a blood-colored armor on the outside. Dou Changgong slowly stood up, and the scarlet cloak shook behind him.

Dou Changgong is one man, and he is comparable to an army.

The aura is revealed in the arrogant Chu army, like a sun.

They are in the center of heaven and earth, regardless of heaven and earth, their eyes are all concentrated on Dou Changgong.

He looked up at the Xuanxian who was approaching the Central Army of the Great Chu. A hint of coldness appeared on his cold expression. The shaking cloak emanated from wisps of light.

Like a yellow sac, red like a elixir fire, six legs and four wings, and unobstructed without a face.

The terrifying aura erupted, like a demon god, roaring to the sky, making people feel scared.

The demon god's phantom stepped forward and rushed forward wildly, blending into Dou Changgong's body. The back of the blood-colored armor was cracked, and the bulging sarcoma grew clearly and in less than one breath.

From Dou Changsheng's back, sharp metal has emerged in the sarcoma. The sarcoma has been torn and crushed. As the sarcoma's slaughtered in all directions, the four wings have slowly stretched behind Dou Changgong.

The four wings are like metal casting, with feathers standing upright on them, like steel needles connected to each other, carving Taoist script, and a Taoist rhyme emerges.

The four wings were completely opened, about a foot long, and with a gentle incitement, Dou Changgong had already flew up from the chariot.

The breath is powerful and shows the peak of Xuanxian.

Mao Zhongqunxian looked at the army of the Great Chu from a high place, and as he watched a mysterious immortal appear in the Great Chu again, many immortals' contempt had dissipated.

Another Xuanxian appeared, and a peak Xuanxian, who was not an ordinary Xuanxian.

Successive accidents began to draw the strength of both sides closer.

Originally, the absolute strength was crushed. If this continues, Huang Shen and Liubo Emperor will have suspense when they arrive. Even if they can win, it will be a tragic victory.

There can be no delay or delay, and the same thoughts immediately emerged in the minds of the immortals.

Their leisure at the beginning had disappeared without a trace, staring at Dou Changgong with cold eyes.

Mao Zhong looked at Hua Chang, stood with his hands behind his back, Hua Chang in his gorgeous robe slowly nodded to Mao Zhong, and swung his wide sleeves, and a three-foot flying sword had already flew out of Hua Chang's sleeves.

It was like a stream of light, flashing and instantly came to Dou Changgong.

Above the three-foot flying sword blade, a light kept flowing, and the tip of the sword appeared in a pitch-black color, like a black hole continuously devouring everything.

The remaining immortals and the others continued to rush forward to the central army without stopping.

A cold voice had just left Mao Zhong and the others, but it sounded from behind them, "Where do you want to go?"

Accompanied by the cold voice, a mysterious immortal spitted blood.

Drops of red gold blood contained hot power, like bombs, bursting out and sweeping all directions.

The blood of immortals and gods is like red gold.

A spear is white in color, and the tip of the spear is not sharp, but is made of rocks.

This is a spear two feet long, purely made of a rib. Although it has the shape of a spear, traces of carving can be seen everywhere.

The spear pierced through the chest of a mysterious immortal, and the red and golden blood dripped along the tip of the spear.

Dou Chang pulled out with force, and the white bone spear was pulled out, losing the support of the white bone spear. The Xuanxian vomited red and golden blood, the auspicious clouds under her feet dissipated, and the body fell from mid-air.

The three-foot flying sword, like a meteor, pierced into a majestic body with four wings on the back and covered with blood armor.

It is like a bubble, broken with a slight touch.

The three-foot flying sword rushed past without any obstacles.

The Xuanxian, the corpse dropped, and a palm-sized turtle shell treasure suddenly became bright and clear, spreading out clear light, wrapping around the body, firmly protecting the body.

But it's too late for all this.

While Dou Changgong was inciting his wings behind him, he was already standing in front of Mao Zhong, a kind of immortal.

quick.

It's really too fast.

This is not a fantasy, it is just a pure speed.

When the speed reaches a limit, even if the defensive treasure just reacts, its owner has already fallen under the white bone spear in Dou Changgong's hand.

The three-foot flying sword flew back, like a rope wrapped around Huachang's arm.

Hua Chang stared at Dou Changgong with an ugly face, gently stroked a corner of his gorgeous clothes with one hand, and burning marks appeared on it.

An exquisite jade seal is in the broken place.

Just now, the opponent actually bombarded himself with a blow.

If I hadn't been cautious, I would have fallen with just one blow, but when I realized that this person had actually killed another Xuanxian.

This speed is extremely fast, not only speed, but also the power of laws.

And it is not an ordinary law. Just the law of speed and other laws are absolutely no such horror.

Dou Changgong gently stroked the bone spear in his hand, staring at Mao Zhong Qunxian with a plain look, watching them joining forces to raise their own protective treasures to prevent themselves from being attacked.

The four wings behind him spread, and the white bone spear in his hand was horizontal.

The milky white light in front of Huachang was rising, like the walls rising layer by layer, blocking everything from all directions, firmly protecting Huachang.

A line of small words appeared on the exquisite jade seal.

In the thirteenth year of Emperor Ji, Taiwei gave it to your friend Huachang.

Jade seals are not immortals, but ordinary ones, but because of their writing, they become noble and transformed into a defensive treasure.

The white bone spear penetrated the sky and reached the front of Huachang. The white bone spear continued to move forward. From Huachang's disbelief gaze, the white bone spear pierced Huachang's heart.

A defensive treasure has not been blocked.

It was not that the bone spear smashed the defensive treasures, but that the two were in different spaces. The bone spear perfectly bypassed the space of the defensive treasures and then suddenly broke out.

The bone spear sags, and a corpse has been picked up.

Huachang's corpse was flowing with blood, and began to inflict the gorgeous clothes, jade seals and flying swords and other treasures, each turning into meteors and scattering in all directions.

Dou Changgong looked at Mao Zhongqunxian who was already on guard and staring at him. Without the excitement of killing the two mysterious immortals in a row, he felt painful and said: "Why?"
Chapter completed!