The Battle of Martial Arts Breaks the Wind and Cloud

The bloody battle scenes flashed in Jie Ying's eyes from time to time, which stimulated him fiercely and made him gnash his teeth with hatred. Those were all his painstaking efforts.

For countless years, Jieyin founded the Western Cult, thinking that he could lead the Western Cult to unify the prehistoric times, and then support the new Lord of Heaven, but he failed.

It wasn't him who succeeded, but became the emperor who came from behind.

The army of the Western Sect was defeated like a mountain, and under the attack of the army under Emperor Zun's command, it was impossible to resist.

Almost every second, tens of thousands of Western religious personnel are killed...

This kind of picture can be called bloody and bloody.

This is massacre!

One-sided massacre, massacre!

This is war, an extremely cruel war!

The loser is such a tragic end.

The blood has already stained the Western Heaven red!

The entire base camp of Western religion has become a sea of ​​blood.

The bones of countless dead had already piled up into mountains.

Among the piles of bones, there are white brains mixed in, which looks extremely disgusting.

Broken limbs, skulls, internal organs, eyeballs, miserable faces...these form the most bleak battle scenes.

And because of the war, countless buildings were destroyed.

The headquarters of the Western Cult was completely destroyed. Countless mountains were razed to the ground, mountains and rivers were cut off, and some crippled magic weapons fell to the ground, forming large pits, smoke and smoke everywhere, and the smell of burning flames remained everywhere...

Emperor Zun's expression was cold, and these images were clearly perceived by him.

"The main force of the Western religion is all extinct. The rest of the minions, if they surrender, don't kill them!" Emperor Zun suddenly issued an order, and his voice spread throughout the world.

His order was quickly carried out, and the Emperor Zun Cult army began to strangle the main force of the Western Cult one by one.

As long as the Western Sect's bald head or eight members of the soldiers are strong enough to a certain level, they will be mercilessly killed by the Emperor Zun Sect's army...

And those guys who are too weak, commonly known as minions, as long as they voluntarily kneel down and surrender and hand over their magic weapon, then their lives can be spared by luck.

"Thank God for not killing me!"

Some lucky ones expressed their gratitude loudly after surrendering.

Emperor Zun gazed through time and space, and the chaotic clock above his head jingled suddenly, shaking everyone's minds. Emperor Zun said majesticly: "Those who surrender, since they belong to Emperor Zun's religion today, they must never betray their religion, otherwise I will punish them." !"

This new order is undoubtedly to control those little minions who surrendered.

After all, they used to be members of the Western religion. Even if they surrender now, if they are not controlled, it is inevitable that they will have revenge in the future.

"You must be loyal to the Emperor of Heaven, loyal to the Emperor Zun religion, and never betray the religion!" The surrendering crowd kowtowed again.

This scene was like a sharp sword stabbing Jieyin's heart fiercely, making his face turn green.

"Di Zun, you ordered your subordinates not to kill those weak Western religion soldiers, which shows that you still have compassion." Lao Tzu sighed.

"Hey, what else do you want to say." Emperor Zun smiled and looked at Lao Tzu.

Lao Tzu said: "If you really have compassion, then let the three of us live together."

Hearing that, Emperor Zun laughed wildly, "Hahaha... Those weak people, because they are weak, I don't worry about their rebellion. Even if they rebel, I can kill them at any time, or my sincere subordinates can also solve them at any time." And you, how powerful you are, half step into the realm of good fortune, if you go one step further and step into the realm of good fortune... If I want to deal with you again, it will not be easy."

"How difficult is it to realize the real good fortune and become a strong man in the good fortune?" Lao Tzu shook his head.

"Is it difficult? Why do I feel so relaxed." There was a special smile on the corner of Emperor Zun's mouth.

"Humph!"

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, "You have made a breakthrough. It is impossible for a real strong person to appear in the prehistoric world. The heavenly law in the prehistoric world does not allow the emergence of a real strong person..."

"Really." Emperor Zun glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun sarcastically, and then he had an aura of supremacy, power against the sky, invincible, unrivaled, and surpassing everything in the prehistoric world.

boom!

Terrifying momentum, coercion prehistoric!

The time and space in the prehistoric world are shaking, and all the laws seem to be shaking.Because Emperor Zun's strength has broken through, it is no longer half-step Good Fortune Realm, but Good Fortune Realm.

At this moment, Emperor Zun seemed to become a sun, extremely dazzling and radiant.

He finally stopped suppressing his own strength and made a breakthrough in the most critical battle.

The aura on his body reached its peak, causing all the laws of the prehistoric world to retreat...

The twenty-eighth chapter breaks through the creation realm

Creation environment——

Emperor Zun's strength has broken through, and now he is a real strong man in the Creation Realm.I don't know how many times stronger than before.

You must know that his strength was able to break through and advance at any time a long time ago, and the bottleneck of the Creation Realm has long been no problem for him.

But he waited until now to break through. Today's battle is the most critical battle in the prehistoric world.So he no longer suppresses himself.

"how is this possible?"