"Wow!" The people of the entire Soul-Furious City were suddenly in an uproar.

During this period, the Soul-Anger Holy Court has retreated step by step, and everyone's heart is heavy, but who would have thought that the war is so fast and so fast?

Someone else has already arrived at the city?

"Bastard!" Zuo Tianhun's eyes became angry, and he stepped forward, pulled out the imperial sword, and killed the Taidi.

A huge sword aura in the void rushed straight towards Taidi, as if he was going to kill Taidi in half in an instant. Zuo Tianhun is an ancient immortal, and his strength is naturally extremely strong.

The sword aura rushed straight towards the Taidi.

Taidi smiled slightly, poked out his index finger with his right hand, and pointed to the tip of the left Tianhun Emperor Sword.

Countless practitioners from all directions showed a look of confusion.

"Is this man stupid? Touching the Holy King's Emperor's Sword with his body?"

"He doesn't even need to protect his body and ignite a sword with his body?"

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When the ghost cultivators were amazed, the sword tips collided.

"bite!"

Everyone saw that the sword tip and fingertips collided, and a large number of electric arcs broke out.

"Boom!" Zuo Tianhun's sword energy was shattered.

The fingertips of Taidi remained still, stopping in mid-air.

"hiss!"

The sound of breathing is everywhere.

"Flesh body? What a terrifying body!"

"With the body, no, the most fragile fingertips, I took the Saint King's sword? I was dazzled?"

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The city of souls was in an uproar.

Zuo Tianhun also looked at Taidi in surprise. How could humans have such a strong body? Zuo Tianhun didn't know that Taidi himself was a sword!

The Taidi Sword, the Jade Emperor Sword, and the God Sword each gave birth to sword souls.

All this is easy to do. Dreams enter the secrets of heaven for five thousand years, and the soul is divided into two hundred parts, which is nourished by a sword soul of millions of years.

The sword intent of the Three Emperors is rarely matched among the great generals!

Zuo Tianhun's heart suddenly felt cold.

"Soul Anger Holy Court, listen to the people of the world. I need your strength and raise your right hand!" Zuo Tianhun shouted.

"hold head high!"

The eighteen-clawed lucky golden dragon shouted with a long shout, and the sound suddenly spread throughout the soul and the holy court.

At this moment, the Holy Court of Soul Wrath has lost half of its territory.

More importantly, as the Soul-Anger Holy Court retreats step by step, the people's hearts are floating, and now there are very few who are sincere and willing to contribute.

Even though there are very few, a large amount of power gathers, rushing straight to the eighteen-clawed golden dragon, and then merges with Zuo Tianhun.

"Boom!"

Zuo Tianhun's strength surged.

Taidi looked at it and slowly retreated back to the Three Emperors' Sword Formation.

"boom!"

Zuo Tianhun rushed straight into the formation.

"Bang!" "Bang!"……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Countless explosions of sword energy came, and the sword formation was still running wildly. Although the sword energy was flying around and countless magical swords escaped from the formation, the formation finally had its mystery.

"Boom!" Zuo Tianhun fought for a long time, but did not injure the three emperors in the formation.

This fight took two days.

Within two days, countless people were becoming more and more disappointed with Zuo Tianhun.

"roar!"

Zuo Tianhun was forced back.

Zuo Tianhun cannot hurt the three emperors, and the three emperors cannot hurt the Zuo Tianhun who mobilized the momentum for a dynasty.

However, the three emperors were not prepared to be injured, just trapped.

During this trap, the strong men from all over the city received news that some people came to serve the king, but they were more worried.

Meng Tian, ​​Wang Jian, and the two armies were also in fierce attacks and killing at this moment.

The two marshals were scrambling to compete, as if they were competing with their respective speeds.

Ten days, ten days later, the two marshals completely arrived outside the Soul-furious City.

On the Soul-English City, most of the luck and clouds have been lost, and it has become increasingly faded.

Yin Hentian stood under the Soul Fury City with a sense of hatred.

This time, the troops are really coming to the city.

When the news came out, the remaining city in the Soul-Rage Holy Court suddenly became in an uproar.

"The Lord of Wujiang City, I am willing to lead Wujiang City to surrender to the Great Holy Court!"

"Boom!" The sea of ​​luck lost another point.

"The Lord of Wanshou City, I am willing to lead Wanshou City to surrender to the Great Emperor's Holy Court!"

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Yin Hentian sent a large number of civil officials to the cities, and many lords who were swaying from side to side surrendered in a blink of an eye.

The Three Emperors Sword Formation was withdrawn. Outside the Soul Fury City, it was completely surrounded by the Dazhen army.

Yin Hentian held a flag in his hand.

"kill!"

"Roar!" The rolling army rushed towards the Soul-Rage City.

Zuo Tianhun, who had been trapped for nearly a month, has become much older at this moment.

"The soul is angry with the people of the Holy Court, raise your right hand and borrow my strength!" Zuo Tianhun roared.

"hold head high!"

The lucky golden dragon is possessed again, but at this moment, fewer and fewer people are leveraging the power of Zuo Tianhun.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Wang Jian, Meng Tian, ​​Tai Emperor, Jade Emperor, God, and the five powerful men surrounded Zuo Tianhun.

"boom!"

A group of strong men broke out and fought.

Zuo Tianhun's power has increased a lot, and he can finally withstand it for a while now.

A group of ancient immortals at the peak of the battle, and there was an endless storm that made people unable to see clearly.

But the result was no suspense. Not long after, Zuo Tianhun was stopped by Wang Jian and was instantly escorted back.

Before the Holy Court Hall of the Soul Wrath.

At this moment, more than 10,000 people were tied up, and they were all kneeling in front of the cemetery hall.

"boom!"

Zuo Tianhun was restrained from his cultivation and was also controlled on the square.

Yin Hentian stood above the square and overlooked the whole city.

"Everyone remembers that the Soul-Anger Holy Court has been erased from the world by Da Zhen, and the entire territory of Ten Thousand Ghosts will be returned to the territory of Da Zhen from now on!" Yin Hentian roared with a swing of his sleeve.

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
To be continued...