Chapter 1390

"How to divide half and half?"

Xuankong raised his eyelids and took a look at the forgotten dust.

"Simple, after one person's three heavenly ancestors, eleven heavenly saints belong to you, and the 30000 extraordinary ones belong to me."

Forget dust to point to the Pope and others, they will be like goods as distribution, this all of a sudden is completely angered the Pope and others.

"Asshole, I want you to die."

It's not just the Pope, but the rest of us, Andrew and Ryan Eisen, who have been so despised there, and now they're all furious.

And Xuan Kong and forget dust silk ignore their anger.

"Ha ha, you really look up to me. Eleven heavenly saints can definitely equal one heavenly ancestor. Is it a bit too much for you to let me face four heavenly ancestors?"

Xuankong's eyes narrowed, and then looked at will and other Tianzu.

"What? Can't beat it? Old monk Xuankong, as long as you admit that you are inferior to me, we can change it. "

Forget dust Taoist tone relaxed mouth.

"No need."

Xuankong walked slowly towards those people, leaving only a figure of forgetting dust.

"Although it's a bit difficult, we can still fight against it by fighting to the death."

When this old voice resounded through heaven and earth, all the monks could not help but respect.

It seems that the Xuankong is not much weaker than the old man Qin Tian. If it's not bad, his realm cultivation should be one level higher than that of the demon ancestor.

In the later stage of the ascent, you are only one step away from touching the threshold of the immortal world.

The world of monastics is really saved this time.

Forget dust shrugged, and then helpless way: "you this old monk can be really annoying, all the limelight let you out, then put me in where?"

After that, he jumped to the sky and looked at the Pope and others.

"Let's do it together. Today Lao Dao will leave all of you behind."

"Arrogance

Pope Andrew and Ryan Essen were all furious, and 30000 of the extraordinary were equally furious.

"We will never return to the East until we have wiped out your entire eastern monastic world."

Words fall, several to strong rushed to come together.

This war is destined to go down in history.

Compared with the invasion a hundred years ago, the eastern monastic world not only faced the power of the whole west, but also the world's strong except China.

Both sides did not have any hands to stay, no temptation, a hand will push the battle to the white hot point.

Xuankong and forgetting dust are like tigers in the sheep, constantly killing.

The six heavenly ancestors were injured nearly half of the time when they were fighting against Tianfu just now. They were unable to exert their peak strength.

So, the pressure of two people is not very big, otherwise, who wins or loses is really not sure.

Although the eleven heavenly saints were powerful, they were as vulnerable as babies in Xuankong's hands. Under one seal of Buddha, they killed three of them, but they also paid a price.

The joint efforts of the three most powerful men broke half of his golden body.

The power of forgetting dust and practicing Taoism is even more terrifying. It is like a war harvester among 30000 extraordinary people, constantly harvesting those people's lives.

The death of 5000 people made the remaining 25000 people scared. The Pope, Andrew and Ryan Essen wanted to fight against forgetful dust, but Lao Dao was like a loach in the crowd.

For this reason, the three of them also killed many of their own people by mistake.

It makes the Pope's face green.

Everyone was shocked to see this scene. They could not calm down in their hearts. The powerful magic fighting spirit, the holy light shining on the earth, the golden statue of Buddha, and the terrible ancient forbidden art.

One after another, the whole void collapsed, and the war continued to spread to the periphery.

At first, it was a battle space of hundreds of feet, and finally it spread to thousands of feet, even tens of thousands of feet.

The onlookers retreated again and again.

And Tianfu can't retreat.

If the Tianfu people retreat, the Tianfu foundation behind them will be completely destroyed.

So, gentle drag the remnant body and lead the remnant Tianfu disciples to form a defensive array to defend against the terrible aftershock

There was a constant sprinkling of blood on the sky.

This time, neither of the two sides gained the upper hand. The western world suffered a heavy loss, while Xuankong and forgetting dust were also injured.

After all, it's not God. Against so many enemies, how can we not leave any injury

And the most important thing is the rapid consumption of their physical strength and cultivation, which the Pope and others naturally know, so they are constantly wasting their cultivation.

For this reason, seven of the eleven heavenly saints were killed, only four of them were left, and the heavenly ancestor, who had been injured in the God killing array, was seriously injured and dying by Xuankong.

Xuankong naturally paid a great price, one of his legs was abandoned, and his chest was pierced with a blood hole.

The most important thing is that those behind the sneak attack shamelessly sneak attack, has made his whole back bloody. Blood soaked his clothes, his thin body was more weak, as if to fall down at any time. Opposite will and another heavenly ancestor also suffered terrible injuries, and the cultivation cost was also not small. Only the remaining four heavenly saints had no power to fight again for a long time. Xuankong, this is a way to fight for life. Will and others who have been killed are scared“ Asshole, aren't you practicing Buddhism? How can you have such a cruel heart. " Will saw the dark sky in such a weak state, still walking towards them, can't help but even green. He was afraid. He said something without thinking. The blood on Xuankong's forehead flowed into his eyes. He said coldly, "since you've bullied our family, why should I stay?" He wiped the blood from his eyes, and the remaining Buddhist power burst out and rushed to will and others again“ Today, I have no Buddha in my heart! " On the other hand, although the appearance of forgetting dust is better, the clothes are not messy. But in fact, his injury is more serious than Xuankong, and his cultivation is half a point weaker than Xuankong. Knowing that in the face of the invasion of all the extraordinary people in the world, he may not be able to survive today, so he has long been ready to die. There's not a lot of messy clothes, just to look better before you leave. His neifu had already been severely damaged, his meridians were half broken, and his left arm had already lost consciousness. It's a sign that Dantian is going to be broken. It can be said that this time he lost half of his life in this battle. He was naturally satisfied with the killing that he had paid such a heavy price. There are only four thousand of the thirty thousand outstanding people left, who are either short of arms or legs, unable to fight any more. Andrew was hanged by little Phoenix when he dueled with him. Now he has killed him once. Although he may be reborn, it is impossible to fight again today. Although Ryan Eisen, a powerful magician, knows three lines of magic, she consumes all her accomplishments and uses her sword formula even if she is seriously injured. Although she is resisted by him, he can't exert 50% of her strength. Therefore, forgotten dust uses the ancient forbidden technique of terror to kill and directly seal it seriously. It can't come out in a short time. At the moment, his opponent is the Pope alone. Even so, his injury is ten times heavier than that of the Pope. The Pope has holy light, which can repair his injury. He also takes out magic potions, which are similar to pills, to supplement his accomplishments. As the Pope of the west, he has a very rich heritage, so he is completely suppressed by death when fighting. This battle has been going on for three days and three nights. Although everyone had been prepared for a long time, the scene was still more tragic than they expected. There are rivers of blood and mountains of corpses in the scene. It's an extravagant hope to find a complete corpse. The ground was dyed blood red, a bloody smell of pavement, let everyone nauseous. Crows appeared in the sky, taking advantage of the opportunity to eat the flesh and blood of the dead. At the end of the day, the Pope still regretted, and will and others were also bitter. They regretted why they had to follow the west to wade this muddy water. They have not gained any benefits, not to mention the heavy casualties. Some of their countries have even been cut off from their orthodoxy, and those who have survived have not recuperated for decades, so they can't reach the peak. Tragic! People only feel boundless depression, they can't breathe. Finally, the battle in the battlefield stopped at the dawn of the fourth day.