Although, the marshal of the blood prison is steady and steady, and his action arrangement is very careful.

But it's a pity that Ji Tianxing is the master in this 20000 Li array!

He kept an eye on all the movements in the array.

The actions of the marshal of the blood prison and the ten gods could not escape his eyes.

Before the marshal of the blood prison and more than a dozen gods observed the structure of the array, he manipulated the array to release the terrible power and destroy the divine light and shadow of heaven and earth.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Boom!"

A dull loud noise burst out, dazzling lights splashed all over the sky, more than a dozen gods were blown up, seven orifices spewing blood.

The marshal of the blood prison was also shaken back, and his appearance became more miserable.

As a result, the marshal of the blood prison was more sure that the strong one who was hiding in the dark to cast magic was definitely the peak God King.

And more than a dozen God Kings also reacted, and after seeing the clue, they showed the color of shock and worry.

"Damn it! This is by no means the automatic counterattack of the big formation

"Big array is a dead thing. How can it look like it has eyes?"

"It must be a strong man who manipulates the array and keeps an eye on our movements."

"I can confirm that it is not songhetao, nor the patriarch of the four clans..."

"Besides the five of them, who can control the formation?"

"That is to say, there is a strong man who manipulates the formation in the dark and never shows his face?"

"Who would that be?"

When people guessed this possibility, they could not help but flash the same idea.

"Is it the sword God?"

At the thought that the big array was arranged by the sword God, the sword God was probably in the big array, hiding in the dark, staring at them with a sneer and a murderous eye And they trembled.

Being so frightened, people's morale has further declined, and they are already scared and worried.

Next, the situation in the field is back to what it was before.

The generals and men under the commander of the bloody prison are constantly failing, and the number of casualties continues to increase.

The marshal of the blood prison and many gods and generals tried their best to attack the large array, but they could not break through.

Meanwhile, the strong men of the five clans were pressing forward step by step, and more than 4000 Songhe disciples and prisoners were also slowly shrinking the encirclement circle.

With the passage of time, the number of officers and men under Marshal Xue prison was less and less. Even the strong and general of Shenwang state were killed by Ji Tianxing one by one.

Half an hour later, the battle came to an end.

Thousands of soldiers and soldiers were killed, and only 800 people were left. The morale of the soldiers has completely collapsed.

The more than 800 generals and men were covered in blood, dressed in rags, and in extreme distress.

They are just relying on the instinct to survive, the final strength and will, still struggling to support.

If the marshal and generals of the blood prison were not still on the field, they would have given up.

Of course, it's no use even if they give in.

Both sides fight to now, is to kill red eye, completely can't stop.

More than 4000 Songhe disciples and captives surrounded them with a fierce attack, and soon killed them, leaving no one alive.

At this time, the marshal of the blood prison and more than a dozen surviving gods and generals, after hundreds of attacks and attempts, were completely desperate.

No matter what method they use, even if they fight together with all their strength, they can't break a large array of 20000 Li.

This big array is composed of three arrays. They can't break the first layer of array, let alone the second layer.

They finally realized what a turtle in a jar is.

Seeing that all the officers and men under his command were killed, only himself and the fourteen gods and generals were left, the marshal of the blood prison suddenly fell silent.

The fighting came to an abrupt end.

More than 4400 Songhe disciples and captives were able to breathe for a while, but they still did not relax their vigilance. They surrounded the marshal of blood prison with swords and swords.

The patriarch of Songhe leaped out of the crowd and looked at Marshal Xueyu with a smile on his face. He said in a playful tone: "Marshal bloody prison, you lost!"

Yes, marshal blood prison has been defeated.

In this war, failure means death, and there is no room for change.

The marshal of the blood prison was surprisingly calm and didn't get angry and growl.

His eyes were red with blood, and his eyes were cold at the head of the pine and crane clan. His voice was hoarse and he said, "songhetao, it's impossible to do this with you as a waste.

Even this big array, the waste of your five clans, can't be arranged!

Who's behind the scenes, Ben?

Is it a sword God?

Did he come to samsara Island long ago?

Were the four reincarnated gods and the 8000 army killed by him?

Say it

Marshal Xue prison's tone was full of resentment, and his whole body was filled with crazy killing intention, and even the gods and generals around him felt shivering.The head of the pine and crane clan was happy and fearless, and his mouth was still smiling.

But he didn't seem to be listening.

A moment later, he showed a smile and said to marshal of the blood prison, "ha ha Worthy of being a Grand Marshal, he finally found the clue and guessed the answer.

Unfortunately, it's too late for you to know.

Of course, the LORD was kind and compassionate, and decided to let you die

With that, the patriarch of Songhe retreated to the crowd.

He, together with the heads and elders of the other four clans, bowed down and made a gesture of inviting the strong to appear.

The marshal of the blood prison and the fourteen generals and kings all stared at the night sky, holding their breath.

Although, they guessed that the sword God was behind the war.

However, when the Songhe people grew up and freely admitted that the sword God was about to appear, the crowd still couldn't help their heart beating faster and were very nervous.

Finally.

In the dark night sky, a white light flashed suddenly, and a white robe figure appeared.

He stood in the air in front of the five patriarchs, facing the marshal of the blood prison and the fourteen gods and kings alone.

At this moment, all people's eyes were focused on him.

What a handsome young man in white!

Although he just stood in the night sky, his whole body exuded the domineering power of king over the world, and had an invisible atmosphere of suppressing heaven and earth.

Not only the people of the five clans, but also the marshal of the blood prison and the fourteen gods and kings were awed by his momentum, which gave rise to a strong sense of awe.

At this moment, the marshal of the blood prison suddenly felt oppressed when facing the ghost God Emperor.

He vaguely felt that the strength of the sword God was not far away from that of the Youming God!

This is extremely important and terrible news!

"Sword God!"

"It's really the sword God!"

"Ha ha ha The sword God has really come to samsara island! "

"No wonder he didn't show his true face before. It's for the purpose of killing the marshal of the blood prison!"

"How excited! My Lord, we didn't expect to see the sword with our own eyes

At this time, more than 2000 disciples of the Songhe nationality came back to their gods and sent out surprise and excited cheers!

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