Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 560

"Break it for me!"

Ying Long roared wildly, a pair of dragon eyes stood upside down, and the whole dragon's head was dripping with blood, looking extremely ferocious, like a peerless beast, not a real dragon.

Under his feet, the Demon God's Dao Domain was completely separated, the Dao Rhyme dissipated, and it was reduced to two ordinary Dao Domains.

"Battle, fight!"

The demon emperor roared continuously, and a phantom figure of Yazi appeared behind him, and the aura of king permeated the air.

"Kill kill kill!!"

Nine-tailed celestial fox, water monkey great sage, Huangquan sky demon snake and other alien superpowers roared, their bodies glowing with blood, and all the original power of their blood was integrated into the 'ten thousand demon formation'.

They all know that this is a battle that determines the survival of the race.

All give it their all!
Inherited from generation to generation, they have been astonishing in the past and the present, and no one can match them. Now that they have suffered a lot of calamities, they must use their invincible will and unyielding fighting spirit to create a world.

Even if the sky is stained with demon blood, even if the demon corpse is broken into pieces, even if the demon soul has nowhere to return, they are still willing.

The supreme demon power surged up, shattered the void, and shattered the power of the three thousand laws!

The world shook, as if it was about to be overturned!
"The power of the stars, for my use!"

Guiguzi's complexion remained unchanged, he stepped out with one step, his thin body suddenly rose up, and he was extremely stalwart.

Behind him, the void was broken layer by layer, and a vast universe of stars emerged. The sun and the moon were in the sky, and the stars were shining brightly, until a galaxy evolved and revolved around him.

He alone is the center of the galaxy!
The light of countless stars hangs down, covering the boundless and exquisite chessboard.

Boom!

Ying Long, who was integrated with the power of ten thousand demons, hit the Linglong chessboard again, making a world-shattering roar.

However, the Linglong chessboard is still as stable as Mount Tai, with the power to suppress the world, it keeps pressing down.

Boom!

bang
Ying Long clenched his teeth, endured the pain, hit again and again, even if the scalp was damaged, the dragon scales fell off, and the blood flowed like a waterfall, he did not give up.

hold onto!
As long as the reinforcements from the three holy places arrive, he will be able to usher in the final victory!

If he gives up now, he will be directly suppressed by the Linglong chessboard, his body will die and his soul will disappear, and his true spirit will no longer exist.

The vast land, the war continues.

The loud and clear sound of fighting, the piercing sound of weapons colliding, and the sound of desperate wailing are endless and touching.

Whether it is the soldiers of the Great Qin Sacred Court or the Ten Thousand Monsters Sacred Court, they are all red-eyed, charging in the blood mist, undulating like waves.

Someone wields a soldier and becomes the executioner of the god of death!
Someone spurted blood and fell to the ground, returning to the embrace of Death!
At this time, this huge and fierce battle has lasted for most of the day!

The setting sun is setting, and the setting sun is like blood!

At the border of the Ten Thousand Monsters Holy Court, the situation changed suddenly.

Countless terrifying auras struck from three directions, the blood was overwhelming, the murderous aura was surging, the murderous aura was endless, and the majesty of the emperor's way was overwhelming!

"come yet?"

Han Xin raised his brows and looked straight ahead, his gaze was like a sword, filled with energy and fighting spirit.

The blood in his body began to boil!

"Buzz~"

As if sensing the master's excitement, he held the sword in his hand and began to tremble violently, making a crisp sword cry.

Suddenly, there was a silent voice asking for a fight!
The battle sword has a spirit, and it also longs for a battle!
"Clang Clang"

There was the sound of a weapon being unsheathed.

The 300 million elite soldiers slowly drew their weapons, their eyes were indifferent, and their murderous aura was overwhelming.

"Stop!"

When the troops of Shengtian Academy, Lin's Saint Clan, and Jinding Inn were about to cross the river of blood, Han Xin suddenly pulled out his sword, and with unparalleled sharpness, he struck out three times in a row.

Three ten thousand zhang sword qi condensed and struck towards the sky.

Suddenly, the void burst, and three chasms appeared!

"stop!"

The powerhouses of the Three Great Sacred Grounds were also taken aback by the sudden appearance of the sword energy, and hurriedly stopped in front of the shattered void, feeling the remaining power of the law of the sword, with lingering fear in their hearts.

One step further, I don't know how many people died tragically under this sword energy!

"Who is it? How dare you attack the army of the Holy Land, are you looking for death?"

Immediately, one of the Supremes roared, furious, and kept looking around, trying to find the shooter.

"found it!"

Bozhong, the most powerful man, was the first to spot Han Xin, with a murderous look in his eyes, he led the disciples of Shengtian Academy and swooped away.

The army of the Great Qin Holy Court should be punished!

"Follow!"

"Not a single one!"

Soon, the powerful members of the Lin clan and Jinding Inn also found Han Xin's trace, and without hesitation, they immediately launched an attack.

Three terrifying auras shrouded the boundless land around Han Xin.

The earth is cracked, and it is constantly collapsing!

The river of blood surged, and a countercurrent began to appear!

"Command, unite the soul of the army!"

"This battle is our first battle, and it is related to whether we can get the number!"

"With the blood river as the boundary, fight against the water, whoever takes a step back will be severely punished!"

Han Xin ordered with a murderous look.

He clenched his sword tightly, swung it suddenly, and Senhan's sword light burst out, forming a ten thousand zhang sword aura, with bright blood, and slashed towards the nearest Bozhong.

He has the peak cultivation base of the Great Emperor Realm, stronger than all the powerhouses in the Three Great Sacred Grounds!
Among the three holy lands, only Bozhong and the patriarchs of the Lin clan have reached the original emperor level, and they are all in the early stages, so they cannot pose any threat.

It's just that the many powerhouses in the three holy places are a problem!
"Holy Sword Formation, Ning!"

Realizing the horror of the enemy, Bo Zhong's pupils shrank slightly, and without hesitation, he ordered in a deep voice.

When millions of disciples of Shengtian Academy heard the words, they squeezed their hands, and their talents soared to the sky, forming a sea of ​​literary spirit, condensing countless literary swords, showing their sharpness.

"go with!"

There was a stern look in Bo Zhong's eyes, and the sword light was like a long river running through the sky with endless power.

In contrast, Han Xin's sword energy was extremely small.

However, it was this small sword, but like a blow from a fairy god, it easily shattered Jianhe and cut off thousands of sword qi.

"So strong!"

Bozhong staggered, his pupils constricted, and his face was filled with horror.

He couldn't believe that even Han Xin's sword couldn't resist the attack that gathered all the disciples of Shengtian Academy.

Great Qin Holy Court, is there such a strong person?
Why never heard of it?
"Let's do it together!"

At this time, the ancestor of the Lin family flew over, his face was cold, and sword energy lingered around him, and he slashed away.

"It's just ants!"

Seeing that it was another original warrior, Han Xin didn't care, the corners of his mouth were upturned, showing a sarcastic smile, the sword in his hand was erected, and the bloody sword aura hit Jiuxiao directly.

This sword carries the meaning of humiliation!

The sword of humiliation!

Thirty times the strength blessing!
boom!
This majestic statue seemed to be able to suppress the ancestor of the ancient Lin family, but it was chopped into pieces by a sword and turned into a bloody mist.

"Ancestor!"

Millions of members of the Lin clan shouted in grief, trembling all over, with anger and helplessness in their eyes.

"This"

Bozhong was also taken aback, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him from head to toe, and he looked at Han Xin with fear, which was too powerful.

The patriarch of the Lin clan, who is also a martial artist in the original emperor realm, is like an ant when facing Han Xin.

"escape!"

Without hesitation, Bozhong tore through the void and fled towards the distance. From the perspective of strength, he was a little stronger than Lin's patriarch, but not too much.

The ancestor of the Lin family was killed with a single sword strike!

How much sword can he hold?
Two swords?

Or three swords?

In the face of life and death and hatred, he unreservedly chose the former.

(End of this chapter)