Chapter 4609

Every ten minutes, a big clock appears, and then a Heavenly God falls in the early stage, and huge fireworks burst out in the void, which is the law chain of shattering.

At this moment, the whole empty battlefield has stopped, all looking up at the fireworks in full bloom.

Xu Qinyang and others were even more shocked. After reaction, Xu Qinyang quickly drank:

"qinshuang, don't waste xuanzhi's power, we should persist for seven days."

The sound of drinking also awakened the Heavenly God of all ethnic groups. The dragon clan leader's eyes are full of hatred and killing intention:

"kill Qin Shuang first."

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

From the great array that besieged Xu Qinyang and other six tianzuns, a part of Tianzun broke away and flew towards qinshuang. However,

later, he integrated into the great array, and the great array began to move, and began to attack qinshuang. At this time, they also saw that they had to kill Qin Shuang. Otherwise, every time the Holy Land Alliance came out, Qin Shuang would kill Tianzun in this way. How many tianzuns in the hundred nationalities alliance could kill Qin Shuang?

At this time, they also had a tacit understanding in their hearts. They used a small number of tianzuns to set up a big array, besieged and trapped Xu Qinyang's six tianzuns, concentrated on killing qinshuang, and then concentrated on killing Xu Qinyang's six tianzuns one by one. Once these great gods die, the Holy Land alliance will be a headless fly and completely collapse.

Victory is at hand!

"Boom boom..."

The void roared and vibrated, and the monks below had stopped. They were looking up at the air, and their eyes were focused on the battlefield of Qin Shuang. They all knew that this battlefield would definitely be the direction of the war. Only the highest battlefield of the void is still fighting. It's just that the fight is balanced. Both of them are not in the mood of fighting with all their strength at this time. They are both fighting and paying attention to qinshuang.

"Dangdang..."

"Boom boom..."

One by one, Tianzun kept falling in the early days. The faces of Tianzun were ugly, but they looked at qinshuang as if they were looking at a dead man. They don't believe that Qin Shuang can last seven days. Qin Shuang is surrounded by tens of thousands of Tianzun, and it is impossible to escape. All she could do was to kill more gods and bury herself before she died.

Kill her!

Do kill her!

As long as she died, this protracted war will soon end, and it will be their harvest season.

"Dangdang..."

"Boom boom..."

One by one, the big clocks suddenly appeared, one by one, the heavenly gods could not avoid in the early stage. Even if they resisted, they had no effect. They could only fall one by one.

The ten level cultivation of Tianzun and the mysterious power of Yuhua's peak make the violent bell sound unreasonable.

However, in the eyes of Xu Qinyang and others, there are only worries, worries and gloom.

"Alas..."

One by one, the holy God could not help sighing. With the speed of releasing the violent bell sound, she could not hold on for a day.

One day later, we will see a wizard fall, and we will see a genius who is expected to break through the saint level fall.

Xu Qinyang's heart is in pain!

He saw Qin Shuang with his own eyes. It only took him several hundred years to break through to the tenth floor of heaven. In his opinion, Qin Shuang's hope of becoming a saint is much greater than that of him.

Now that the Holy One is in trouble, Qin Shuang is the hope of the human race.

But now

"Dangdang..."

"Boom boom..."

A day goes by

"Dangdang..."

"Boom boom..."

"Haven't you consumed all the power of Xuan?"

"Still holding on?"

One by one, the centurion Tianzun was a little surprised, and then bombarded the array harder. A glimmer of hope appeared in the eyes of Xu Qinyang and others, and then it faded.

It just lasted one day, and there were six days left. No one can hold on.

Two days later

Qin Shuang's array was broken up one layer, leaving five layers.

Three days later

Qin Shuang's array was broken up one more layer, leaving four layers.

However, qinshuang is still releasing the fury of the bell, and the frequency has not changed at all. In three days, more than 700 tianzuns have fallen.

This is the most fruitful achievement of the Holy Land alliance since the beginning of the war a hundred years ago. However, Xu Qinyang and others are only sad. Although Qin Shuang insisted for three days, although Qin Shuang seems to have spare power, he does not think Qin Shuang can persist for seven days.

"Dangdang..."

"Boom boom..."

Four days later, there were only three layers left in the array.

Five days later, there are two floors left in the battle.

Tianzun of Bai nationality saw the hope. Although he was extremely shocked at this time, no one thought that Qin Shuang would persist for five days. In five days, he has killed more than one thousand people. The loss is too great.At this time, their hearts began to suspect that Qin Shuang could persist for seven days. However, it doesn't matter

that there are still two levels of formation. As long as these two levels of formation are smashed, tens of thousands of people will be able to kick each other and kill Qin Shuang.

Qin Shuang is dead!

At this time, Xu Qinyang and others also see hope. His eyes are fixed on qinshuang. When qinshuang is in danger, he is the Holy Land monk who will die more. Even if he falls, he must save qinshuang safely back to the camp. His action attracted the attention of the two camps, and the atmosphere of the battlefield became tense again, like a tight string, waiting for the moment when Qin Shuang wanted to break through, the war would break out.

"Dangdang..."

"Boom boom..."

One by one, the violent bell sounds appear according to the inherent frequency, and one by one, the heavenly gods fall in the early stage.

Six days passed.

Even the look of Tianzun of the hundred ethnic groups became more serious. They didn't expect that qinshuang could hold on for six days. This was to control the formation with one person's strength and release the violent bell sound to fight against tens of thousands of Tianzun.

Has the spirit of Qin Shuang reached the holy level?

At this time, not only the alliance of 100 nationalities thought so, but also Xu Qinyang and others thought so. Otherwise, there is no second explanation.

Xu Qinyang's heart was excited.

If the original spirit of Qin Shuang really reaches the holy level, only the original force, noumenon, mood and law will be left.

The accumulation of force is not a problem, nor is the law. It only needs time. The rest is noumenon and mood. Taixuzong had a way to improve his noumenon, and Xu Qinyang's Noumenon had already been sanctified, reaching three levels of the holy level. So the only thing left is the mood.

State of mind!

No one can help but rely on Qin Shuang to understand it. However, Qin Shuang has solved a big problem, the problem of xuanzhi's power in Yuanshen, which is much higher than Xu Qinyang, and has more hope to break through the saint level.

"Qin Shuang must survive!" Xu Qinyang's eyes became more firm, not only for him, but also for all holy land alliance monks.

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