Invincible God

Chapter 3305 The towering mountain collapses here

Chapter [-] The towering mountain collapses here

Hundreds of billions of people roared in Beiyao Xinghe, endless attacks shot down the stars all over the sky, and the scarlet sky was crumbling in anger.

Everyone was insanely crazy, the sacrifice of tens of billions of robes burned the blood of all the monks.

Seeing that the scarlet shield gathered by 500 billion creatures' spirits began to shatter, the Lord of Chaos couldn't help clenching his fists.

Each of the ancestral spirits received by the demon spirits is comparable to a god emperor. These 500 billion ancestral spirits are not simply a quantity, but possess an extremely terrifying quality.

Only monks whose strength has reached that of a god emperor will leave their soul source to protect their descendants after death.

On the battlefield of Beiyao Xinghe, the scale of victory began to tilt, and Ye Fan's desperate eyes once again gathered light.

Not defeated, they haven't, totally failed! !
One hour, two hours, until three hours.

Accompanied by a violent roar, the indestructible scarlet shield shattered again.

They fought against the scarlet shield gathered by the 200 billion living spirits for nearly four days.

As for the scarlet shield sacrificed by the 500 billion creatures in front of them, it only took them half a day to break through it.

"Scarlet Shield was shattered so quickly!!"

Wusheng Lingzhu said in a little astonishment, and immediately sealed again: "Don't be too arrogant, you are far from winning."

Accompanied by the seal of the Crimson Creature Master, the star-like scarlet core instantly shrunk to nearly half its size.

Endless scarlet gas and stars, a huge and incomparably scarlet storm, followed by another 500 billion sacrificial spirits.

"Weak ants, you will never be able to win. You have been unable to withstand the Holy City battlefield. Even here, so what if you exploded with such violent power?
You have no idea how terrifying the great demented spirit is. "

Forming seals with both hands, Wu Shengling roared: "The unbreakable shield, gather!"

The shattered scarlet sky appeared again. Unlike the previous scarlet shield, this time the scarlet shield was connected to the scarlet core.

Crazy demon spirits, dao spirits, ancestral spirits, and divine beasts launched an extremely violent attack the moment they came out of the scarlet sky.

This time, however, any damage they did to the Scarlet Shield was repaired by the dragon-like scarlet beams.

The most shameless fighting method of the Blood Soul Clan, right!
The Beiyao Xinghe battlefield, which was advancing triumphantly, was once again held back abruptly.

At this time, the battle in the holy city became extremely tragic.

The Scarlet Tide was suppressed again, just like the Qilin Legion, the White Tiger Legion was hit to pieces.

Throughout the holy city, silent battle songs echoed in the air, and countless monks gritted their teeth.

Mo Yuan spat out blood, his elegant face was extremely pale, the long sword on his right hand was broken, and the battle robe on his body was stained red with blood, he had no idea his original color for a long time.

"Humans, surrender to the Blood Soul Clan, there is no need to make these fearless sacrifices."

Venerable Xuetian looked at the almost completely shattered White Tiger Legion, and shouted loudly.

The White Tiger Legion, who was much weaker than the Qilin Legion, held back the Scarlet Legion for three hours.

In the past, Venerable Xuetian wouldn't even think about it. Even a chaotic spirit without natural emotions, when he saw these invincible human races, he couldn't help but be shocked by them.

"Hahaha, hahahahaha, mere Wusheng wants to be convinced by my human race, even if I Mo Yuan agrees, let's see if these tens of billions of human races will agree.

Look again, the souls of these 60 billion clansmen, will you agree or not! ! "

Mo Yuan laughed loudly, the violent emotional changes made the corners of his mouth bleed continuously.

"I, Mo Yuan, have been waiting for this day for a long time. I am the leader of the human race. Fighting for the people and dying for the people is my best destination."

Mo Yuan tremblingly flew up to the sky.

"Sect Master Mo, don't!"

"Junior Brother Mo!"

"Senior Mo!"

……

Countless cries of pain, the three armies of Suzaku, Xuanwu, and Qinglong, and 300 billion monks gritted their teeth tightly.

The Qilin Legion is gone, now, is it the turn of the White Tiger Legion?
The human race has a kind of admiration and respect for Wei Wuyang, but Wei Wuyang is a person of the human spirit age after all.

But Mo Yuan is different. In the endless years, Sword God Mountain has always been the leader sect of the human race, and Mo Yuan is deeply loved and supported by the human monks.

Apart from Ye Fan, the recognized leader of all races is Mo Yuan.

Many monks couldn't help crying, they knew what Mo Yuan was planning when he said these words.

Ye Fan, who had been silent all this time, slowly raised his head, his bright eyes seemed to have the vicissitudes of thousands of years.

"Emperor Ye, let us be fulfilled, I, Mo Yuan, am willing to become the soul of the clan and protect the human race!!"

"I beg Ye Huang to help me become a clan soul!!"

In the White Tiger Legion, less than 60 billion monks knelt down at the same time.

Countless monks wanted to speak, but they couldn't say anything.

Ye Fan stared at Mo Yuan, his dry lips squirmed slightly, and in the tiger's eyes, a line of clear tears finally left behind.

His gaze crossed Mo Yuan, and met Mo Qingyan's beautiful eyes.

Mo Qingyan suddenly showed a stunning smile: "Senior Brother Ye, if I am one of the souls of the person you mentioned, then I will fuse with her and accompany you in another way.

Qingyan doesn't want Senior Brother Ye to be so sad, and Qingyan will feel uneasy leaving like this.

You are the hero of the human race, the emperor of the two races, you must not shed tears.

Promise to Qingyan, you must live on, Qingyan believes, believes that you will be able to save the Tiancang Realm. "

Click!

In Ye Fan's hand, a chaotic spirit crystal was directly crushed by him, and his heart defense collapsed at this moment.

He wanted to cry out loud, but he couldn't even hold back the tears.

"hateful!"

With a roar, Venerable Xuetian was furious. A Qilin army turned into Dao Ling had already given him a headache, and now another army was about to become Dao Ling.

He couldn't understand at all why these human races were so fearless, why they were always able to do such tragic feats so calmly.

Before the dead Blood Soul Race could be revived, the powerful attack fell vigorously at an extremely fast speed.

Ye Fan looked at the urgently pressing scarlet tide, and immediately activated the Nine Nether Soul Thunder.

In the painful eyes of all the monks, the Nine Nether Soul Thunder followed the pattern and forced towards the White Tiger Army.

Ye Fan couldn't just turn part of them into dao spirits to avoid Mo Qingyan and Mo Yuan.

The White Tiger Legion is a whole, they are in the same formation, as long as the Nine Nether Soul Thunder passes along the formation, all of them will become dao spirits.

Ye Fan never thought that the catastrophe in the sky world would be so tragic, obviously he has been planning for so long, obviously he has used everything that can be used.

Obviously, he has worked so hard, why, why is this! !

"Sect Master Mo..."

Countless monks cried bitterly, and even the iron-clad men couldn't contain their emotions. They were all human beings, living people.

(End of this chapter)