With such a chance to be so divine, the screams of Mr. Wuque had already come from the ground.

Lin Wuque was shot down by the halberd and penetrated directly through his body. His body was divided into two pieces, and blood blew all over the ground, revealing the flesh and blood in it.

Lu Jinge stood on the long halberd, and suddenly hooked his toes and kicked it. The halberd shot up again like a magic trick. Lu Jinge followed the halberd and shot directly at the prince.

Wherever he looked at his eyes, the prince felt that his blood could not be controlled, and a strong sense of dizziness came, and even the power to draw the sword was gone.

If you can't pull out the knife, no matter how powerful the knife technique is, it will be useless.

But at this time...

Wang Huaizhi's army had obviously arrived.

Although it is just an ordinary soldier, its absolute advantage in quantity can completely crush the extraordinary.

Seeing that the prince was in danger, Wang Huaizhi condensed the military spirit giant from afar, grabbed the bow with his left hand, pulled the strings and empty arrows.

The giant's actions are the same as him.

Bang!

With a long shot, the sharp phantom of the arrow reached Lu Jinge's face!!

...

...

On weekdays, the extremely powerful and powerful demon elites have become mobs in the face of the army.

The reason why we can barely compete is entirely due to the toxins.

Which of the people in the Demon Cult does not carry poison?

"If you have the ability, come out and fight with grandpa one by one!!" Guitoutuo pulled out the iron stick, and thick smoke was emitting from the stick. The smoke had a powerful hypnotic effect. He danced with both hands...

And the giant skeleton in the distance stabbed him with a shot.

Guitoutuo turned around and ran away.

Too frustrating.

If there were no general, these three thousand people would be placed here, even if they were elite, they would be slaughtered by hundreds of demon sect masters.

But it is precisely because of Zhao Gu and the condensed military soul giant that it becomes completely unparalleled.

The giant skeleton swept across the spear, and a top master of the Demon Sect was swept away, and his bones were shattered, and he was torn apart by the murderous aura of the soldier soul, leaving only the flesh and blood that exploded.

This kind of scenario happens a lot.

Zhao Gu is like a giant holding a gun and poking an ant.

As long as you poke it correctly, you will shoot one shot at a time.

However, due to the influence of a small amount of toxins, he needed to do some "positioning" to avoid losses to the soldiers.

at this time...

Chan Bi's heart suddenly trembled, she suddenly turned around, and couldn't help but widen her pupils.

In her sight, the master "Snake King" happened to be pierced by a skeleton gun. The gun passed through the black cobra gem in his forehead. The gem shattered and his head was penetrated with a hole.

Although the God Puppet has untied its bondage.

But Chan Bi suddenly felt as if she was dead.

The giant skeleton in the void looked down at the ground, raised his hand again and poked it again.

Chan Bi looked up at the giant phantom spear falling from the sky, with her hands hanging down and her long crimson sleeves hanging down. Death had already come and she had nowhere to escape.

"Ahhhh!"

At this time, a scream had already come from behind everyone.

That was the voice of the Demon Cult's extraordinary power, Lu Jinge, the right envoy.

No matter how powerful the blood demon's eyes are, they cannot withstand the volley of nearly 10,000 people gathering their military souls.

That arrow has caused death to the right envoy of the Demon Cult.

The prince kicked the right envoy of the Demon Cult with a kick and revealed that he was condescending and full of resentment, staring at this scene fiercely.

If you are so powerful soldiers under your command, why are you afraid of the underworld?

Why not be afraid of two doors?

I am...the crown prince of a country.

How could you be bound?

Play with whoever you want.

Kill whoever you want.

If the king wants his minister to die, his ministers have to die!

"Ignorance and rioters, dare to assassinate Your Highness, for the death penalty!!"

The prince roared and his voice spread.

In his eyes.

To the west is the skeleton army, to the north is the Iron Armor army, and to the south is the southwest is nearly 10,000 ordinary soldiers from his confidant Wang Huaizhi.

The overall situation has been decided.

Although it has not been able to lead out the underworld, what are the fears of such earthly rats with hidden heads and tails?

For a moment, the prince felt that he had already felt the whole Great Zhou in his heart, and his vision and energy were also improved.

...

Chanbi felt that she was being pulled by someone.

Bang!

The phantom spear pierced the air, hit the ground, and directly inserted a large pit, splashing mud and stones.

Chanbi escaped from death, and she turned her head.

Haven't seen anything yet.

The bone gun stabbed again.

Chan Bi's body was pulled back.

One thorn, one pull.

Thorns, pulls.

But the situation has come to an end after all.

The giant seemed to be angry and felt that it was not supposed to have spent so much time here.

So another sting of strength gathering.

The thorn fell from the sky.

Chan Bi also felt that she could not hide.

This thorn will definitely not be avoided.

Her eyes swept around her, and the masters of all the magic sects were being massacred by the army.

She closed her eyes tightly.

Sure enough, assassinating the prince and assassinating the Xiaoyao King was a life-long situation, and all the people as powerful as Luyou were dead.

when!!!

The exaggerated shock that tear the eardrums out of Zenbi's ears sounded in Chanbi's ears.

She was almost deaf.

However, death did not come, and she could still tell this.

Open your eyes.

I knew when there was a man who had stopped him.

The man was the mysterious demon sect master who had been behind her before.

now.

He tore off the cloak of the Demon Cult, revealing the gray-gold robe behind it, and a... Di Ksitigarbha's mask.

His body began to rise and did not stop until he was five or six meters away, and his fists had already been covered with a circle of slurry-like gold.

"Walk!"

A dull sound spread all over.

And Dizang flew towards the prince at a terrifying afterimage speed.

That was a completely crushing situation.
To be continued...