Eight corpses and eight generals. The human race's evil magic has resurrected eight generals before, but I don't know when, only seven generals have fought by his side.

Who is missing? The white-haired sub-saint stared at Chen Weiming's direction. After seeing it clearly, he was shocked again. The missing general was actually Lu Jun, a person who no monk dared to underestimate.

Oh no... I felt a sense of crisis in my heart. I glanced around and finally found the ignored Lu Jun. At this time, he was standing at the bottom of a huge sand pit.

This sand pit was smashed by Chen Weiming's first move to defeat the ground. It was hundreds of meters deep, and covered by sand and soil, and the dead Lu Jun had no breath on his body. Chen Weiming's crazy attack made the white-haired Assassin not paying attention to this place for a while.

When I saw it, I realized that Lu Jun was making seals with both hands and using his magical powers.

He can't cast spells... The white-haired sub-saint raised his hand and condensed the infinite ice aura, and he was about to smash it into the deep pit.

The power of equal Taoist pattern is domineering and unreasonable. Once an equal contract is formed, the consequences are unimaginable.

But Chen Weiming had been planning for a long time, how could he easily make his move? With a long roar, countless sand and dust rushed towards him, as if a huge sand curtain was woven between heaven and earth. The deity rushed towards him like a meteor.

The seven generals joined forces behind him to form a battle formation, mainly Jiang Deng, and the power of yin and yang stirred the universe.

At this moment, it was no longer just the explosive power of the Daluo Golden Immortal. Even as the enemy stands, the monks from the Senluo Hell in the distance were also amazed. It was hard to imagine that a Daluo Golden Immortal could do this.

They didn't know that the two were fighting with their wits while fighting each other. They just knew that this Daluo Jinxian could not only compete with the sub-saint, but could even take the initiative to attack with blood.

"You can't stop me!"

The white-haired Assassin shouted loudly, and the ice fell down the sand pit like a mountain, and at the same time, the ice like a dragon, and drew a long river and killed Chen Weiming.

"Break it for me!"

With a loud roar, Chen Weiming's sword slashed directly on the ice dragon like a sky blade.

With the loud "bang bang", the long ice dragon was shattered. At the same time, Jiang Deng and six generals arrived at the same time. The yin and yang energy came like two long swords, crossing the void and slashed directly at the white-haired sub-saint.

This was the first time Chen Weiming attacked the opponent himself in the battle of half an hour. Each of the seven generals had the combat power of the top Taiyi Jinxian. The seven people joined forces and were guided by Yin and Yang. Even with the strength of the sub-saint, they were beaten to stagger and took a few steps back.

"It's too late!"

The white-haired sub-sage laughed instead of anger. At this time, the ice mountain pressed down and filled the entire sand pit. The power of the bitter ice was enough to ice Lu Jun's body into pieces.

"ah!"

Chen Weiming seemed to have lost his mind and approached quickly. He slapped the white-haired sub-saint's arm with a galaxy palm. The other seven generals also rushed from all directions to attack at the same time.

The ice flashed, and the void condensed into a shield, blocking all the attacks. The white-haired Asuka sneered: "You can die with peace of mind!"

"No!" A smile suddenly appeared in Chen Weiming's eyes: "It must be you who died!"

"Hmm?" The white-haired Asa Saint suddenly froze, her eyes passed through Chen Weiming, and saw a figure rising from the sand pile. Who would be Lu Jun?

The Zhoutian Star Dou Formation controls one area, not to mention that Chen Weiming also has the power of characters, which is enough to control all deserts within the range of mental power. At the critical moment, the desert rolls, rolls like a huge wave, and hides directly in the distance.

"Or death!"

The white-haired sub-sage shouted loudly, and the qi burst out, shocking Chen Weiming and many generals back. When he raised his hand, a ray of ice was shot out like a sharp arrow, directly killing Lu Jun.

The speed is so fast that it makes people difficult to react, and in a moment, it is hit directly.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Lu Jun's body was frozen by the power of ice, disintegrating, and half of his body was directly shattered.

"ah!"

A painful howl, shrill and miserable. The white-haired sub-saint looked up, and a blood column spurted out, soaring into the sky, and his breath trembled, as if the river was falling straight down, and it reached a low point in an instant.

The equal contract is a very strange force, and it cannot be seen or touched. It is like Chen Weiming having the eyes to break the delusion and retain the truth, and he didn't know before that he was suitable to be hit.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the stronger the opponent's strength, the more difficult it is to successfully establish it. Sub-saints who are above two major realms cannot be as easy as locking in Chen Weiming himself before.

But after restraining for so long, he finally succeeded. The white-haired sub-saint didn't know that the other party's magical power was still condensing, but with one blow, he hurt himself.

The damage that ruptured half of the body was enough to make Lu Jun die directly. Although this contract could not kill, it could cause the white-haired sub-saint to get terrible injuries in an instant.

Even though the difference between the two major realms can weaken the effect of the equal contract, the injury can still cause him to lose more than 80% of his combat power in an instant.

What's even more terrifying is that the contract of equality has not completely disappeared. Chen Weiming stepped like a meteor and rushed over with seven generals at the same time, joining forces to directly smash the remaining half of Lu Jun's body into pieces.

"ah!"

Another scream, the white-haired Asuka bleed all over his body and fell directly from the air.

Taking advantage of the illness to kill someone, Chen Weiming rushed over with seven generals regardless of his own injuries, using his magical powers to attack wildly.

Poor a sub-saint, who was originally the highest-level existence on the Tongtian Star, accidentally got this strange magical power. But in an instant, he was injured and could only be beaten, without any power to fight back.

This is the joint force of eight top Daluo Golden Immortals, and their attack power is so terrible, especially Chen Weiming, as well as the killing skills of Wanyan Divine Sword and Lingxi Sword.

But for a moment, the person who fell in the pool of blood finally had no reaction. His breath dissipated and his soul was already scattered.

Even the Assassin was dead, this human race was so terrible... The monks in the Hell of the Senro were finally scared, and a large number of people began to withdraw, fearing that this person would come to chase him.

Chen Weiming did not pursue and sat cross-legged on the ground to regulate his breathing. With a thought, the Yuanling Summoning Technique was activated.

The corpse on the ground opened his eyes, his eyes were dull, and he slowly stood up.

"This monster!"

Someone screamed in horror, turned around and ran away. It is terrible for a guy who kills people and can continue to revive his opponents as combat power. Unless he has absolutely overwhelming strength, he really doesn't know how to fight this person.

Chen Weiming did not pursue, and those men were indifferent. Even this sub-saint was just the beginning, and the real danger was still behind. He didn't know how long he could last, but he would never leave like this.

While I was regulating my breath, my mind suddenly trembled, as if something was resonating with me.
Chapter completed!