Chapter 1052

A dark cloud suddenly floated over Yingxian city.

At first, the monks in the city didn't take it seriously, but as the cloud changed color and expanded, gradually, a huge cloud haze like charcoal and blood shrouded the huge Yingxian city. The boundless blood cloud was like a huge fierce beast crawling in the air. Each puff exhaled a circle of black and purple vortex. The thick blood evil spirit flows out of the vortex and flies in all directions of Yingxian city with the strong wind.

The monks in Yingxian City raised their heads one after another and looked at the blood cloud in the sky in surprise.

At the gate of Xianzhi branch, twelve Zhutian masters and forty Zhutian first-order Taoist soldiers all raised their heads one after another. Even the Taoist soldiers could clearly feel the blood evil spirit in the blood cloud, just like an approaching ancient fierce beast, which had just opened its eyelids, but was ferocious and exposed.

Young master Yu felt a little uneasy. Naturally, he could see that the battle clouds over Yingxian city were the same as those in the previous Xianzhi branch, but they were more violent and huge.

How could it be... The strongest of the cannon fodder camp are here, only one red beard... Can a red beard have so much ability? No way!

The jade childe Tieqing clenched his fist secretly. He faintly noticed that the previous calculation seemed to be wrong.

Huo Xiuyuan, who was not far away, also sensed something wrong. He clapped his hands and shouted, "the evil devil is here. What are you waiting for?"

When the voice fell, forty first-class Taoist soldiers from Zhutian took the lead in killing the cannon fodder camp.

The other twelve followers of the second and third levels of the heavens no longer hesitated, each casting door and rushed to the cannon fodder camp.

"End the array."

Luo Chuan said faintly.

The well-trained cannon fodder camp was once again displayed in front of everyone.

Luo Chuan's voice declined, and 49 cannon fodder camp brothers had formed a circle, three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounding Luo Chuan and Taoist Kongkong.

"Kill!"

Taoist Kongkong, with red eyes, jumped and shouted.

"What are you yelling at? You're taking the wrong medicine again!"

Luo Chuan stared at the empty Taoist, pinched the printing method, and a "magic Luo fairy smoke" rose in his palm. The already changed magic Luo fairy smoke soared into the air and dispersed into 49 strands, just like an umbrella rack shooting at 49 cannon fodder camp brothers! Forty nine people, such as Wang Hu, also raised magic Luo Xianyan on their heads. They gathered together with the magic Luo Xianyan in Luochuan, but they were like the finishing touch, and were instantly full of spirituality and vitality.

Buzz!

A loud noise!

A purplish red cyclone rose from the front of 49 cannon fodder camp brothers and turned into a hemispherical purplish red Taoist power mask in the twinkling of an eye!

A huge round ball appeared in front of the Xianzhi branch. In the center of the round ball, there were 49 cannon fodder camp brothers full of blood and evil spirit, as well as Luo Chuan and Kong Kong Taoist.

Boom!

Forty Zhutian first-order Taoist soldiers and twelve Zhutian second and third-order masters hit the Taoist mask and were all bounced back!

Followers don't believe in evil. They take out magic doors and magic weapons and blow to the ball!

The ball suddenly rolled, and the Taoist door slipped away. The people in the cannon fodder camp in the ball were safe and sound, with a hint of irony and laughter in the corners of their mouths.

"Moving Dharma array..." although Kong Shan was tied to Sima Xiaoxue, he was still secretly surprised. Luo Chuan's attainments in Dharma array once again brightened his eyes.

But just a moment later, Kongshan shook his head.

Not only the hole mountain, but also the monks who were watching pointed out, most of them expressed regret.

However, the ball that bounced and rolled quickly and had terrorist defense did not flee, but directly rolled into the Xianzhi branch and directly rolled to huoxiuyuan.

The flaw in the war situation is fleeting. Luo Chuan doesn't seize the flaw to escape from Yingxian City, but into Xianzhi branch. Isn't he waiting to be surrounded and hanged?

How long can the array last no matter how powerful it is?

The friar of cannon fodder camp is not a copper pea that can't be boiled or steamed. In the face of the strong offensive of huoxiuyuan and his followers, Luo Chuan is really looking for his own death.

"Hahaha, come on!"

Huo Xiuyuan laughed loudly. Facing the huge ball rolled against him, he picked the dust with his right hand and pinched a handprint with his left hand. The majestic Taoist power gushed out, and his robe sleeves fluttered and trembled.

But I didn't think the ball suddenly jumped up and drew a strange arc. It jumped over the Taoist power of huoxiuyuan and fell behind huoxiuyuan.

Boom!

The ground of Xianzhi branch couldn't bear it any more. It was smashed through a big pit by a ball!

"Hum, see where you can escape!"

Huo Xiuyuan took back his Taoist power in time, held back the violently fluctuating Qi and blood in his chest, turned his head and looked at the ball, but his eyes showed a trace of happiness.

Fortunately, Luo Chuan's brain was hard to use and did not escape. At this time, he had the birds in the cage and the fish on the anvil for him to slaughter.

Just then, the crowd outside the Xianzhi branch suddenly broke out into a uproar.

Just a moment later, the crowd quieted down.

It was silent, and the whole Yingxian city seemed to be silent in an instant.

Huoxiuyuan frowned slightly and looked sideways.

Suddenly, huoxiuyuan's eyes stagnated and his heart stopped at the same time!

Not far from the hall, Mr. Yu swallowed his saliva, stared at the scene outside the branch in disbelief.

The monks of Yingxian city may never forget what they saw and heard this night.

Blood colored "raindrops" fell from the sky cloud vortex.

"Raindrops" are not many, but they are very dense. They are all concentrated over Xianzhi branch.

With the "raindrops" falling rapidly, the friars finally saw what raindrops were. It was clear that they were a magnificent friar with blood mist all over his body.

Bang!

The first friar fell down and a big pit was smashed in the long street. The friar with a blood red beard looked at the scene in the immortal branch, and a smile appeared on his slightly sinister face. Although he was smiling, there was nothing else in his smile except murderous and evil accidents.

Bang!

The second friar fell from the sky and moved. His arms three or four times thicker than ordinary friars came out of the pit, grinned and showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth.

Bang!

The third friar fell!

Bang!

Fourth friar down!

……

Nearly two hundred monks fell from the blood cloud, leaving nearly two hundred pits in the long street! They stood outside the Xianzhi branch, their pupils were darker than the night, and their breath was thick in their nose, but they maintained almost the same rhythm. The blood cloud in the sky did not disperse because of their landing. On the contrary, it became more and more stable, just like the shade supported by tree trunks, covering the city, the sky and the moon.

What shocked the monks was not the way the giant men came down from the sky, nor their ferocious spirit, nor the traces they left on the long street of Yingxian city.

These 167 friars are all friars in the heavens!

At this moment, even the most stupid people can tell their identity... Who else will be in addition to Luochuan's cannon fodder camp?

Counting the 49 cannon fodder friars in the Xianzhi branch and the 216 cannon fodder brothers, they have broken through the heavens!

Two hundred and sixteen heavenly places, placed in the door of the Pope, can serve as elders! What is the concept of 216 elders of the heavens? Only the top three sects in Tianchen prefecture have so many heavenly elders!

In the Xianzhi branch, huoxiuyuan dropped his chin and his eyes stagnated. He suddenly understood why Luo Chuan wanted to return to the Xianzhi branch. He is not out of his mind. He has already planned to swallow him and his followers!

"Let's go."

A voice with a smile sounded from behind. Huoxiuyuan's face turned white and his heart was cold.

"The first battle of the cannon fodder camp in Tianchen Buzhou must be a good prestige."

"People don't offend me, I don't offend. If people offend me... Who makes him impatient."

"A great master of Dandao is barely enough for my cannon fodder camp."

The nagging voice of the young man came, mixed with the strange smile of the empty Taoist who pretended to be a tiger, but huoxiuyuan was not in the mood to argue with Luo Chuan.

The killing has begun.

Those big men jumped into the immortal branch with wild laughter and slaughtered forty soldiers and his followers.

It's a massacre, absolutely a massacre!

None of the forty first-class Taoist soldiers in the heavens was the opponent of the friars in the cannon fodder camp. In the twinkling of an eye, they were torn and beheaded, spilled blood like plum, and stained the long street! Although the accomplishments of the twelve followers of the second and third ranks of Zhutian were higher than those of the friars of the cannon fodder camp, they were far inferior in number. In the twinkling of an eye, they were separated by more than 200 friars of the cannon fodder camp. Under the siege of seven or eight friars of the cannon fodder camp, after two or three moves, their heads fell to the ground, their bodies and souls died, and fell into the field!

The friars in the long street were stuffy in their chest and shaky in their mind. In their eyes, those friars in the cannon fodder camp had turned into fierce beasts that ate people. The most frightening thing was not their number, but their means of killing people. The 561 group and 891 team have cooperated almost perfectly. Under their joint attack, the higher level 1 and 2 have lost the deterrence of the state itself. These cannon fodder camp friars have refined their death to the extreme. It seems that they are born to kill!

After ten snap fingers, none of the twelve followers of huoxiuyuan stood.

Blood flowed all over the place. 216 giant men stopped at the same time and stood quietly in the night, blocking the possible escape route of huoxiuyuan and everyone of Xianzhi branch.

The sky's war clouds are getting thicker and scarlet.

Under the impact of 216 murderous people from all over the world, the power of huoxiu, the second emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, had already disappeared, his face was pale and shaky, and there was no more Fairy Spirit.

Overnight, blood flowed in front of the Xianzhi branch.

An irresistible massacre took place in Yingxian city under the eyes of Donghua Zong. It seemed that it was only a blink of an eye from the beginning to the end.

Although it is absurd to massacre in Yingxian City, the monks have a natural illusion when they think of the identity of these butchers.

Because this group of butchers is called the cannon fodder camp, which is the cannon fodder camp brought out by Luochuan from that mysterious, ancient and sad cold day that no one has ever escaped!

Many friars subconsciously looked at the Pang Avenue palace standing on the xiongshan mountain in the East.

If there were no top masters at emperor level and sub emperor level, I'm afraid even donghuazong could not bear the impact of these murderous people in the heaven.