The green spiritual light wrapped around the tip of the sword collided violently with the palm light emitted by the Holy Lord. Every time the confrontation was fought, it exploded with dazzling blue thunder, illuminating this battlefield where the wind and clouds changed color.

She was light and freely moved in the Holy Lord's palm wind like a storm, just like a lively swimming fish, cleverly avoiding every fatal attack.

The sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be ruthlessly mocking the Holy Lord's futility.

Every attack that the Holy Lord had all his might was blocked or dodged by her incredible angle, which made him even more angry, but he had no choice but to do anything.

However, despite the fierce attack of Green Spirit, it is not easy to completely defeat this saint lord of the big town.

This sage lord of this big town has been struggling for many years on the road of cultivation, and has experienced countless tests of life and death. His profound background and exquisite martial arts cannot be conquered overnight. Their power is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

At the same time, there were sounds of shaking shouts and killings coming from the direction of Zhaixing Tower City, like rolling thunder, echoing between the sky and the earth.

Liu Wu, the emperor of the Dazhen Dynasty, wore a golden dragon armor, shining with golden light, like a god of war descending to earth.

The dragon-slaying sword in his hand sucked and spitted golden lightning. Every time he slashed hard, he had the momentum of creating the world and could easily smash the enemy warrior's body protection light like thin paper.

Behind him, the battle formation formed by the royal powerful men ran like a flying match, and cooperated with tacit understanding.

The auras of the people are connected, and their powers gather together, and they work with the warriors of the Domineering Empire inside and outside to form a large and airtight net that suppresses the warriors of the Holy Templar.

On the city wall, dense figures of human figures shuttled and moved back and forth like ants, and the sound of fighting and the sound of weapons colliding were intertwined.

Blood flowed out, flowing down the city wall, dyeing the moat below red, making it like a long bloody river.

The broken limbs and arms are like dead leaves floating in autumn, constantly falling from the air, and the smell of blood is permeating the air, which is disgusting.

After all, they have an absolute advantage in terms of quantity. After years of hiding their strength and meticulous preparations, their strength should not be underestimated and gradually gained the upper hand in this battle.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Liu Wu's eyes, just like the wolf's eyes in the dark night, exuding a murderous intent.

Amid the sword lights, a cold light flashed, and another elder of the Holy Temple could not hide and was killed by him.

The elder's body fell like a kite with broken strings, splashing a piece of dust, proclaiming the disappearance of another life.

On the distant mountain top, Qin Feng held the sword on his waist tightly, and the blue veins on the back of his hand burst out, and his knuckles turned white due to excessive force.

His eyes were solemnly looking at the demonic energy and spiritual light that surged on the battlefield, as if it was an endless abyss that could swallow him at any time.

The second-ranked name on the Star List seemed so pale and powerless at this time, like an illusory bubble.

The power of the blood tribulation true demon that had surged around Ling Xiao was like a dark cloud covering the sky and the sun, pressing heavily on his heart, making him breathless.
Chapter completed!