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"Roar!"

"Cruel..."

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

"Crack..."

The war is still going on, and the time has passed for a cup of tea. The scene in this empty battlefield covering thousands of miles away is even more astonishing.

Ancient Emperor Deadwood and Ancient Emperor Qingyun have already exchanged hands, and the two old guys seem to have fought a real fire, roaring and screaming endlessly, and the terrifying energy between the bombardments is raging and raging, shattering the void every inch of it. Time simply cannot bridge.

The shocking roar coming from the battlefield is even more like a majestic sea of ​​thunder churning violently, which can be clearly heard even in the extremely distant starry sky, attracting more and more starry sky powerhouses to gather together Come.

But none of them dared to get too close, they could only look up and down in the starry sky far away, dazzled...

By now, Chen Tang's pressure was almost negligible.

However, even though the Heavenly Warriors and Dark Envoys who were successfully concocted by them were able to soar in strength and become war slaves, it is precisely because of this that after the loss of consciousness, they are somewhat lacking in intelligence. of.

Chen Tang has been wandering outside the battle circle of the two of them all the time. In fact, he has the opportunity to use the Chaos Tribulation Finger, or try to see the power of the 500 million strands of compressed thought power bullets.

But one thing is certain, that is, with the arrival of the High Priest of Deadwood, the quasi-Hongmeng level existences in this tens of millions of people will also climb from the previous two to the current three.

Such a situation did not come easily, and Chen Tang didn't want to destroy it easily. If he attacked one of them and broke the balance, but failed to kill the target, the loss would not be worth the loss!

"Brutal!"

One can throw demon spirits into the body, demonize creatures in the way of darkness and erosion, make them lose their consciousness, their strength soars, and they become war slaves.

But this impulse came to my heart several times, but it was still forcibly suppressed by Chen Tang.

But Ancient Emperor Withered Wood and Ancient Emperor Qingyun are like this at the moment, after all, they are still slightly lacking in wisdom, which allowed Chen Tang to succeed smoothly...

This is also the biggest drawback of Heavenly Dao Warrior and Dark Messenger.

Previously, these two quasi-grandmist-level existences had locked his aura, and their hatred was all on Chen Tang, which made him feel pressured.

In the far distance of the starry sky in front of the left, at this time there was a clear and crisp sound of silk cracking, and a crack in the void suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a figure rushed out from it, which was the High Priest of Witherwood.

"His..."

However, what Chen Tang never expected was that even if he restrained himself from making a move, this rare balance would still be broken soon...

Chen Tang didn't know whether his purpose was himself, or whether he was planning to assist Ancient Emperor Withered Wood, so he would join forces to kill Ancient Emperor Qingyun first.

But now it is different. Although Chen Tang is still wandering around, but now he is more like an outsider. On the contrary, Ancient Emperor Withered Wood and Ancient Emperor Qingyun, whose auras were all locked on him before, are in harmony with each other. The fierce battle continued, and the real fire broke out.

That's right, Hongmeng Tianyan and Mieshijieyan do have their own extraordinary means.

The two old guys are quasi-Great Mentor level powerhouses, with equal strength, and when they fought against each other, no one could do anything to the other. The battle situation fell into a stalemate, but it was precisely because of this that the anger in their hearts became even more intense.

"boom……"

These two old guys were finally cleverly designed and guided by him, and they had already locked in the hatred value for each other. As long as Chen Tang didn't leave, they would ignore Chen Tang for the time being, and instead confront each other with all their strength.

As soon as the old guy rushed out of the gap in the void, he immediately raised his head and let out a mournful roar, his Qi fully locked onto the area of ​​great battle that covered thousands of miles away, and with a flick of his shoulder, he rushed straight over with murderous aura.

Just like now, if it were Emperor Duanmu, Empress Helan and the High Priest who were targeting Chen Tang, even if they were absolutely hostile camps, after forming a siege, they would never be fooled and were cleverly guided by Chen Tang. This rush broke out, restraining each other, and falling into internal friction.

When these thoughts flashed through his mind, the High Priest of Witherwood, who was approaching at a high speed in the starry sky in front of him, had already rushed into the battle area amidst howls.

After all, Chen Tang still thought too much. The old guy didn't help Ancient Emperor Withered Wood, and first joined forces to suppress Ancient Emperor Qingyun. Instead, after rushing into the battle area, he punched Chen Tang directly.

If using the Chaos Tribulation Finger, or even using more than one 500 million strands of compressed mind bombs, could indeed kill one of the old guys on the spot, Chen Tang would strike without hesitation.

The point is that he doesn't have this kind of confidence, at most he can only be seriously injured. In this case, naturally there is no need...

This is also Chen Tang's greatest advantage when facing these heavenly fighters and dark messengers.

"Humph!"

In an instant, his pressure climbed up again, but this time only the High Priest Deadwood was staring at Chen Tang and chasing after him. Although there was pressure, it was far less than the pressure of being chased and killed by two quasi-Hongmeng level mountain big.

This terrifying battle, which will end in an unknown way, is gradually escalating...

After all, Chen Tang was their primary target after all. As long as he was not completely enraged and his hatred value was transferred, Chen Tang would be the first to attack, whether it was the Warrior of Heaven or the Angel of Darkness.

One is to inject the power of nine colors and add luck to the body, and it can also do the same.

These thoughts flashed, Chen Tang snorted coldly, and the flames of the deep knowledge in his eyes fluttered for a while, without any hesitation, he immediately used the great supernatural power of the law of space that shrinks the ground to inches again in his thoughts, and his figure disappeared on the spot , when it reappeared in a flash, it had already reached the far side of the battlefield area.

Man is the primate of all things and has his own consciousness. Once he loses his self-awareness and becomes the slave of anyone, it is equivalent to losing the greatest advantage of being the primate of all things.

"Cruel..."

But at the same time, because there is no target to guide the High Priest of Deadwood to transfer the hatred value, even though what Chen Tang is facing at the moment is only a quasi-Hongmeng level powerhouse, the situation is even worse, and there is no hope of getting rid of him .

Time is slowly passing by, and there are already four figures in this war area that covers thousands of miles away.

Ancient Emperor Kumu and Ancient Emperor Qingyun had already fought the real fire, ignored Chen Tang, fought fiercely endlessly, and fell into continuous internal friction.

But Chen Tang was not at ease. The High Priest of Deadwood who had just arrived had been biting him and chasing him endlessly.

Just as Chen Tang was feeling depressed and having a headache because of this, a new accident happened again, and he finally saw the hope of concocting according to the law to relieve the pressure...