The Legend of Douba Resurrection

At this moment, one after another shouts resounded like death-defying shouts on the battlefield!

"Woooooo!!"

The horn of the charge has already sounded, and under the leadership of more than a dozen senior fighters from the coalition army, the overwhelming coalition army flew towards the soul clan army like a rainbow.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The colorful fighting spirits gathered together to form an incomparably terrifying energy sea, which instantly covered most of the soul army that hadn't reacted from the blood runaway.

A series of strong soul clans who lost their breath were swept down from the air by the coalition forces like dumplings, and of course their bodies were blown up on the spot.

The next moment, the coalition forces finally intersected with the Soul Race army, a big melee, no, a massacre began!

"Why is this, why is this!!!"

Soul Li murmured dumbfounded.

Obviously the strength of the coalition army is already several times that of the soul army, but the coalition army is still unwilling to directly confront the soul army, and has to use tricks to weaken them over and over again.

Rebellion, civil strife, cannibalism, triggering bloodlines to run wild.....

This is not a fair battle at all, this is an organized and planned massacre, massacre! ! ! .

ps: the third update

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"Third Alliance, follow me!"

A Xiao Clan strongman who looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy led a group of Xiao Clan strongmen straight into the belly of the Soul Clan army, blocking and killing gods and Buddhas all the way.

"Oh!"

After he casually blew up a five-star fighting saint, the eight-star fighting saint of the Xiao clan saw the soul gift with a look of despair, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "A seven-star fighting saint seems to be the leader of the soul clan army. One, earned it."

I saw the young man of the Xiao clan lightly raised his hand, and a golden thunder slashed angrily at the soul gift who was dodging hastily.

"Boom!"

The golden light flashed across quickly, and the figure disappeared.

Seven Star Fighting Saints, Soul Clan Soul Ritual Death!

"Cut, it's boring."

Xiao Jiu, the Great Sage of the Xiao Clan, shook his head, and once again led the strong Xiao Clan to rush through the depths.

The three Nine-Star Fighting Saints in the coalition camp were standing in a void, silently watching the overwhelming battle situation in front of them. This level of battle did not require the power of the Nine-Star Fighting Saints to fight.

"The overall situation has been decided, and the soul clan should be exterminated."

Nothingness Tunyan pronounced the sentence indifferently.

"Then let's watch the scene with the ancestors. Let's go and get up."

Xiao Yan raised his head slowly, squinted his eyes for a while to watch the terrifying battle, lifted the sole of his foot, and his body melted into the void and disappeared.

"Buzz!"

The space oscillated again, followed by Gu Yuan and Void Swallowing Flame.

......

above the vast void.

Two figures with a terrifying aura faced each other from a distance.

One was a figure in a green shirt standing with his hands behind his back, looking calm.

One is a blood-eyed man with bloody hair and a shawl. He is stepping on a blood lotus, and his breath is slightly disturbed.Fortunately, the blood lotus under his feet is not a mortal thing, and it faintly wants to connect with the blood that fills the entire soul world, quickly making up for the consumption of the blood-haired man.

In just a quarter of an hour, these two can be said to be the most peak existences on the Doudi Continent, and they fought countless times crazily, but there was no result.

To be more certain, it was Hun Tiandi, who had not long been fighting the emperor, who couldn't wait to take the initiative to attack Xiao Xuan, and he had nothing to do with him.

"Emperor Huntian, it seems that you haven't fully grasped the power of this realm."

The figure in the blue shirt shook his head in disappointment.

"Do you think that if you beat me with one and a half strokes, you are sure to beat me?"

The blood-haired man smiled coldly.

"No, it's not one and a half moves, a total of thirty-seven moves."

The figure in the blue shirt shook his head again, earnestly correcting the speech of the person opposite him.

"..."

Emperor Huntian's calm face couldn't help but tremble violently, and then he became indifferent again and said: "Let's talk about it after you take my trick first."

Emperor Huntian stepped on the blood lotus, pointed at the cloud of blood covering the entire soul world and shouted coldly: "The blood demon eats the heart thunder!"

"Buzz!"

Following Hun Tiandi's distant finger, the blood clouds all over the sky suddenly began to squirm rapidly, churning violently like giant bloody beasts going mad.

"Hmph, look, this is my home field."