Martial Arts From Bandits - Chapter 832

  Chapter 832 retreat

  If Mo Lan is swallowed up, how far can he go?

  Of course, Zhang Jing is just thinking about it now. He has tried to devour Mo Lan before, but it didn’t work. If the Six Paths God Wheel is not destroyed, his origin will not suffer any substantial damage.

   Mo Lan stared at Zhang Jing, the fear in his eyes had completely surpassed Xuantian. To him, Xuantian only had power in vain, but it was difficult to threaten him.

  But Human Sovereign is different, that terrifying devouring power can really devour demon gods, Yan Luo, and even him.

   “Mo Lan, you are too arrogant, even thinking of one against two, do you have the strength?” The tone of the golden giant ape was quite mocking.

   Pointing at him with a stick.

  The fighting spirit on his body is getting stronger and stronger.

  The avenue of strength is born for fighting. The **** ape race is also a race that fights against heaven and earth. When they were in the demon world, they had disputes with any ethnic group.

  He, Xuantian, also fought to this point step by step.

  The stronger the will to fight, the faster he can comprehend the rules of power, so don’t think he really has no brains, he also enjoys fighting, especially fighting at the same level.

   “Arrogance requires strength, and I have this strength. If the emperor hadn’t obstructed it, how long do you think you, an annoying monkey, can last?”

   Mo Lan said softly.

   “Presumptuous, you are nothing more than a ghost beast, a lowly race” the golden giant ape roared.

  In another battlefield, the war has reached a fever pitch, and soon there are injuries. A Yan Luo from the underworld was beaten very miserably by the White Tiger Demon God and the Taoist Tianxu.

  The other Yamas wanted to rescue them, but they were stopped by their opponents. Shenyuan was very angry, but he had no choice.

  In the end, the original source of Yama was wiped out, and his soul was wiped out by the besieged people.

   So far, less than half an hour into the battle, the first fallen true immortal powerhouse appeared.

  Yan Luo was furious. They were blocked and killed a Yan Luo when they had a chance to win.

   Soon, they selected the weakest one, the ancestor Shenmu.

  The strength of the ancestor of Shenmu is only the master of the first level, not as good as the evil king and Baidi in attacking, but his life-saving means are very extraordinary. The way of wood practice allows him to persist longer than others.

  As long as the Shenmu real body is transformed, the vitality will be very strong, and it seems to be able to absorb the power of free wood rules from the starry sky.

  However, in the face of Yan Luo’s selection, he didn’t have the strength to resist.

  In a very short time, the ancestor of Shenmu was in a precarious condition. Even if his vitality was tenacious, he could not last long, and he also suffered serious injuries.

  The power of several rules is constantly destroying his life source.

  If Taoist Tianxu hadn’t taken the risk to break through Yan Luo’s line of defense and rescued him, Patriarch Shenmu would have been the second true immortal to fall from the human world.

  If this is the case, the power of the human world will plummet again.

  The confrontation is still going on, the demon gods are burning with blood, Yamas are burning with primordial spirits, and the true immortals have also used all their strength.

  Their battlefield kept moving. Along the way, many meteorites were wiped out by several confrontations.

  Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, the most basic avenue among the five elements, the rules of the avenue of destruction, death, life, lunar, sun, soul, etc., interweave and collide in the starry sky.

  Their battles are as powerful as destroying the world. Every time the sword light flashes, it can penetrate several layers of space. Every time they make a move, the starry sky will tremble.

   As if unable to withstand such a terrifying bombardment!

   War!

   The war between realms!

   Bloody, killing, tyranny.

  The battlefield in the starry sky is filled with various auras.

   Corpses littered the field, flesh and blood flying everywhere.

  If the war between the true immortals Yan Luo is a high-end war, and the number of fallen is extremely low, then the warriors below the level of true immortals are really meat grinders.

   There are millions of elites of the human race. After two battles, even if they can still rely on the large formation, there are at most 600,000 people left, and there are also many casualties among warriors above heaven and man.

   Almost half of the accumulation of so many years in the human world was buried. The Sword Emperor and Sword Demon Zhang Jing knew all died in the hands of the enemy.

  When the two elders, Xuanming and Ming, were on the verge of death, they were rescued by Monk Wangyou regardless of life and death, but they didn’t have much strength in a short time.

  Chu Kuangren’s half body was annihilated, and pale golden bones protruded from the flesh and blood.

  The Madonna of the White Lotus complexion is pale, the fireworks on the fire unicorn have dimmed, and the wind weapon is spirited.

  All the people who are still alive are struggling to fight.

  Of course, compared to the large array of protection of the human race, the casualties of the monster race and ghost beasts are not small. At least 600,000 elites of the monster race died.

  Entities floating in the starry sky, like mountains of corpses.

  Blood of various colors gathered into a river, exuding a disgusting smell.

  Compared to the elite of the underworld, the situation is better, and the damage has not even reached half of the human world, but this is because they joined the battlefield halfway.

  Before, the two worlds of monsters and monsters had already experienced a tragic killing.

   Therefore, they hurt more people, and the hostility between them is even greater. Even if there are real immortals and demon gods suppressing them, there will still be many people and monsters attacking the human formation or the elite monsters.

  The three parties have red eyes, and only have eyes on each other. Of course, in this life-and-death decisive battle, everyone seems to have experienced a transformation.

  The state of mind becomes more mellow and the will is stronger, which is of great benefit to future practice.

  Mo Lan, Zhang Jing, Xuan Tian, ​​and the three stood on their own side, and the other two Yan Luo looked at each other, very afraid of Zhang Jing and Xuan Tian’s strength, and did not dare to make any drastic moves.

  Both Zhang Jing and Xuan Tian have the power to kill them. If Mo Lan hadn’t restrained them before, they might have fallen already.

  The three powerhouses are currently the most powerful beings in the Three Realms, and each has the strength to control the Seventh Heaven. Mo Lan has even faintly touched a higher realm.

  Better than Xuantian, counting the fighting power of the three powerhouses, Xuantian is already at the bottom.

   “It’s meaningless to fight any longer, why don’t you and I retreat first and fight another day!”

  Mo Lan looked at Zhang Jing and said calmly.

  Xuan Tian frowned, wanting to speak out to object, but looking at the Yaozu Erlang scattered in the starry sky, he still didn’t say anything after all.

   This time, the demon world really suffered a big loss.

   Only two demon gods have fallen, this is the top combat power!

  A powerful existence that can determine the fate of a family.

   “Yes.” Zhang Jing nodded slightly. A brief truce does not mean admitting defeat. It is true that the human side is on the verge of collapse, with 40% casualties.

   Also lost a true immortal.

   Don’t forget that, except for Tian Xu, the few true immortals in the human world are only in charge of the first level of heaven, and they have no advantage at all.

  (end of this chapter)