"Thank you for the kindness of Young Master Xuanyuan for saving you..." The eighth-level southern Xinjiang immortal cultivator had seen Xuanyuan Peng cross the ninth-level battlefield in the defense battle at the city wall and retreating the demons. Seeing him suddenly appear and rescued himself, he bowed with gratitude and bowed with gratitude. Before the destruction of Zhuque City and facing the doomsday massacre, the traditional concepts of good and evil immortals and demons disappeared. He only knew that if Xuanyuan Peng had not taken action just now, he would not have lived long.

"Do you want to live?" Xuanyuan Peng didn't talk nonsense to him and shouted directly. The eighth-level immortal cultivator was stunned for a moment and nodded vigorously. Without waiting for him to say anything, Xuanyuan Peng swept over and swept him into the abyss world under the holy monument.

Huh!... Xuanyuan Peng's figure, like an arrow shot from a powerful crossbow, broke through the curtain of the mud layer. Along the soil layer, he saw the figure of an immortal cultivator who could rescue him, and rolled away in his sleeves. Without their consent, he was involved in his abyss world. Then he passed on a divine thought to the first eighth-level immortal cultivator rescued by him, and asked him to tell the truth about the rescue and protection of the immortal cultivators who were trapped in the abyss...

The war of gods is urgent, and Xuanyuan Peng has no time to ask in detail one by one. The battle of Zhuque City has come to an end. The massacre in the city is underway. According to the current trend, the dark army is going to surround the entire Zhuque City, killing one street after another until it is killed...

Puff!... A stream of dust fog rushed into the air, and Xuanyuan Peng's body broke out of the ground. As soon as he showed up, he saw thousands of swords and sword shadows, and spear lights sting towards him. It turned out that the direction he broke out from the ground was chosen by a dark demon soldier, surrounding tens of thousands of immortal cultivators. The area where he was fighting fiercely...

"Shit, shit, shit, shit..." Xuanyuan Peng's eyes shot out, and two beams of five elements sword energy were like meat grinders. The weapons broke and flesh flew everywhere...

"Come in here!" Xuanyuan Peng waved his sleeves, and Taotie Tengyu suddenly burst out. With a rumbling sound, he sucked the immortal cultivators who were streaking blood and fighting to the death to suck the abyss world, and there was no chance to explain the reason to them, because the gods were too fierce. There were too many dark troops around...

His eyes shot out two beams of five elements sword energy. Wherever he saw, there were flesh and blood flying everywhere, his divine body shattered, and large pieces of dark corpses fell to the ground...

Huhuhuhu... Xuanyuan Peng was lying in the sea of ​​gods and warriors. He was like a god of death. Every time he arrived at a place, he brought terrible death to the dark masters surrounding immortal cultivators. Under the bombardment of his full-strength pupil-type five-element sword energy, the dark masters of the sixth, seventh and eighth level were simply vulnerable. Large pieces of broken pieces were shot under the shooting of his five-element sword energy...

At the same time, his sleeves were like the world in the unsatisfied sleeves. As he waved, he swept the southern immortal cultivators who were bloody and exhausted. He sucked his abyss world... and the immortal cultivators who were dizzy and swallowed by the abyss world were about to fight to the death. The immortal cultivators who were rescued step in advance told them the truth about Xuanyuan Peng's rescue. Although no one believed that Xuanyuan Peng could rescue him from the rolling dark army, the fierce battle of gods, the despairing city break, and the terrifying massacre made the immortals urgently need a rest place, so they no longer make trouble inside.

Xuanyuan Peng was also worried that some grief and angry immortal cultivators would come out and fight to the death with the dark army, because many of their relatives and friends died tragically on the battlefield. Many people would rather die in battle than survive. In order to shock some internal instability, he used his divine thought to instruct the 3,99th-level believers to guard the abyss world and protect the immortal cultivators who were rescued... With the power of the ninth-level power, the sixth-level, seventh-level or eighth-level immortal cultivators who were rescued naturally had enough powerful pressure.

Xuanyuan Peng was like a black lightning, galloping across the battlefield with blood gushing waves, and soon alarmed the ideas of a group of ninth-level dark monarchs...

"Little Nanman, don't be arrogant, take my life!" A blood-sucking monarch, with great momentum, crossed the distant space distance in one step and rushed to Xuanyuan Peng...

Before he could attack, Xuanyuan Peng suddenly burst out with supernatural powers, and with one punch, the blood-sucking monarch exploded his divine body, plundering his dark divine character.

"The three clones, come out for me to save people!" Xuanyuan Peng had a divine thought, swishing, and three energy clones that were exactly the same as him flew out of his sea of ​​universe, one by one, and they were speechless, turning into streams of lights in the other three directions...

His original body and three clones launched an emergency rescue in the fallen Zhuque City. Their ordinary magical powers all have superimposed magical powers of the witch god's body and the power of the blessing of believers. If the Dark Emperor at the beginning of the Great Perfection is one-on-one, he can kill it in one encounter. Even if he encounters multiple emperors, he can damage the enemy with various terrifying means, such as the sickle of hell, such as the Queen Mother's needle, etc.

In order to rescue more immortal cultivators in the southern border, Xuanyuan Peng's magic weapons were released and his clones were released. Not only did the sleeves sweep the immortal cultivators, but he also continued to vigorously convey spiritual language to all directions with divine thoughts: "The immortals in the southern border, who want to kill out of Zhuque City, are all gathered by me. Come quickly, come quickly. If you are late, you deserve to be slaughtered. If you want to kill, you have to break with me..."

They were divided into four directions, jumping horizontally and horizontally. Every minute, they swept a large number of southern Xinjiang immortal cultivators into the abyss world. Some of them swept in without asking about love. Some of them swept in from all directions. Some heard Xuanyuan Peng's divine thoughts transmitted from all directions. When they heard the news, they rushed towards them with the last glimmer of hope. Anyway, Zhuque City had been broken, and no one could guarantee that they would be able to fight out. Since Xuanyuan Peng openly threatened to take everyone out, a large number of heart-warming immortal cultivators rushed towards him when they heard the news...

However, there are also many who do not believe in Xuanyuan Peng, a divine thought that was once wanted by the world. They only believe in their own strength and fought bloody battles in the dark tide of soldiers. They held the idea of ​​killing as much as they could, and their eyes were red and fighting fiercely...

The entire Zhuque City was in chaos. Tens of billions of dark army entered the city, splitting and surrounding the eighty or ninety billion Zhuque Divine Army and the Southern Xinjiang Immortal Cultivators in the vast city, attacking fiercely. Every moment, a large number of people died, and every moment, a large number of flesh and blood flew everywhere...

The desperate immortals in the southern border struggled to fight shrillly on the battlefield surrounding them. They saved people like Xuanyuan Peng, and there was no other one except him. In fact, even the immortals in the southern border who had the last glimmer of hope and defected to him were half-believing. Because on the defense line at the city, they had long seen the dark army besieged Zhuque City to the third level of the inner and third level of the outer level, which was airtight, and the ninth-level emperor with a numerical advantage in the air, especially the Dark Emperor, who could fight out?

But no matter how unbelievable it is, there are many people who go to find Xuanyuan Peng with the last glimmer of hope. Of course, there are also a large number of people who laugh. They don’t believe in Xuanyuan Peng at all, and choose to fight for one to make enough money, kill two to earn one idea, and fight in a fierce battlefield everywhere...

Xuanyuan Peng and the three clones flew in the chaotic battlefield, suddenly flew low and suddenly flew underground. He launched a plan to save people in four directions at the same time. The reason why he did not save people in advance was because before the city was broken, no one would abandon Zhuque City. Those who converted to him, the little devil of the Underworld, were forced to helplessly. Only when he claimed to be rescued and killed, a group of people believed it. As for those who did not trust him, Xuanyuan Peng sneered in his heart, and he didn't care. He was not an omnipotent god. He could only say that how much he could save was counted as much...

As time goes by, the number of immortal cultivators in the abyss world has been continuously increasing, from 1,000, 100,000, million, ten million, ten million, 30 million, and fifty million... It is the efforts of Xuanyuan Peng and the three clones, and it has increased wildly...

Xuanyuan Peng and his clones, the scene of saving immortal cultivators, angered the ninth-level monarchs patrolling high altitudes. Huhuhu, dozens or hundreds of dark monarchs kept whistling at the four "Xuanyuan Peng", trying to kill them and intercept their rescue behavior...

However, Xuanyuan Peng and the third clone were connected with spirits. If the number of people who rushed over the dark monarch was small, they would escape into the ground and fight alone. If there were many, they would step on the Bagua Measurement Sky Step, teleported together, and quickly escape into the ground, forming a four-syllable formation, and joining forces to deal with the enemy...

A group of dark monarchs who wanted to kill Xuanyuan Peng died tragically in the deep strata. This scene even more angered many monarchs. With a rumbling sound, finally, five thousand dark monarchs rushed towards Xuanyuan Peng, and they concentrated on a "Xuanyuan Peng". Sure enough, the other three "Xuanyuan Peng" sensed the amazing scene and immediately teleported together, sank ten thousand meters below the earth...

"Where to go?" Huhuhu, five thousand dark monarchs, like five thousand sharp arrows, rushed into the strata, breaking the ground and gravel all the way, surrounding Xuanyuan Peng...

"The Great Destruction God Pearl, explode!" Xuanyuan Peng and four others had already set up a four-image formation underground in four distant directions. When they saw the five thousand dark monarchs violently breaking the soil layer and falling into the formation, they immediately let out anger. One person sacrificed five human-shaped Great Destruction God Pearls, and twenty ninth-level emperors shot into the crowd of the dark monarchs like lightning...

"Crash!" The astonishing thunderstorm sounded at the depths of ten thousand meters. The power of the twenty great destruction beads burst out was like the sky and the earth. In the deep and heavy soil layer, the explosion impact was like a meat grinder, fully exerting the terrifying explosion energy, and a large number of blood waves burst out...

"The Four Elephants Destroy the Emperor!" Xuanyuan Peng and the third clone, before the dark monarchs who were dizzy in the bombing, reacted, their supernatural powers suppressed them and violently killed the survivors...

"Peng,Peng,Peng..." A series of crazy bombardment, the five thousand dark emperors suffered a tragic disaster. They were first killed by twenty great destruction beads. They were panicked, and were uneasy and violently crushed by the four-syllable emperor's hand. They were like a destruction. In a shocking and very short time, they killed all the five thousand dark monarchs. In addition to the blown dark gods that had no use value, Xuanyuan Peng plundered 2,300 dark gods and suppressed them...

Swish... Xuanyuan Peng and the third clone stepped on the Bagua Measurement Step, teleported to four dense battlefields, and once again absorbed a large number of immortal cultivators into the abyss world...

"What? Five thousand dark monarchs, how could they not be able to get four Eastern and Southern Barbarians? Wow, is this we slaughter them, or are they slaughtering us?" In the sky, the monarch army was filled with darkness. One of the mid-level Great Perfection monarchs almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Their spiritual sense clearly sensed the massacre deep underground, and everyone was extremely angry...

"Hmph, just four jumping clowns, five thousand is not enough, right? We can send out 20,000 monarchs to see how many pounds of nails he can beat?" A vampire monarch with an old-fashioned face suggested coldly that his strategy would lift the other monarchs and wanted to kill them. But we should see how long can the little Nanman jump around? They all wanted to kill all the difficult little Nanman under their own hands.

Hum, 20,000 dark monarchs rushed from the sky like raindrops to a "Xuanyuan Peng" in the city. They couldn't figure out who was the clone and who was the original, because the four "Xuanyuan Peng" dressed exactly the same, and their fate was suppressed by a mysterious force. They could not sense their spiritual fluctuations at all, so they could not tell who was the master or the second. However, they had seen that if there were too many people, they would attack one and others would come to help...

So they gathered together and rushed towards one of the "Xuanyuan Peng"!

At this time, in the abyss world, there were already more than 200 million immortal cultivators in the southern Xinjiang who were swept and rescued in the abyss world. At first, Xuanyuan Peng and the third clone also fought while saving people. In order to speed up the rescue, they later gave up the battle and directly teleported on various battlefields with the Bagua Measurement Step, frequently swallowing a large number of immortal cultivators into the abyss world...

Therefore, the number of rescued people was growing rapidly. However, at this moment, Xuanyuan Peng's original body and third clone sensed a huge threat to come. They looked up at the sky and suddenly saw a ninth-level dark monarch pounced towards one of them like locusts in the sky...

"Help!" Xuanyuan Peng heard a divine thought, and with a whoosh, the Bagua Quantian Step exploded, and the void shocked, he and the three clones joined together in an instant. The Dongxuetu Emperor's Achievement suddenly activated, and with a shout, four figures escaped to the depths of the thick land of Zhuque City...

"I escaped into the ground again. Humph, this time, I want to see, we are 20,000 rank monarchs, and you are only four, how can you fight? How can you fight?" A purple gold skeleton monarch roared ferociously: "Everyone should pay attention. In order to prevent the explosion of the magic weapon of the Xiao Nanman, try to disperse as much as possible. I want to see how he can do what we can?"
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