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Chapter 1059, okay?

The roar echoed and shook the sky.

There are still tens of thousands of monks of the Immortal Alliance. In the eyes of the huge temple behind tens of thousands of people, the man surnamed North looked at the elder of Daochenzong who roared his words from afar.

"Dao Chenzong, this sect that is destined to perish, in fact... there are still many such respectable strong people." The man surnamed Bei sighed that he had been fighting with Daochenzong for hundreds of years. Whenever he was in a desperate situation, such a figure would appear in Daochenzong.

Even if they roar out such words, the root cause of completing this move is that their clan is within the control of the Daochen Sect. In order to continue to survive, they have to do so, but they also deserve respect.

On the contrary, their fairy alliance seems to be powerful, but in fact, there has never been such a figure.

"It's a pity..." The man surnamed Bei shook his head.

"Let the chariot blow itself up. When these people are crazy, let them wake up." When the man surnamed Bei opened his mouth lightly, someone immediately spread the seal of the seal.

A moment later, on this battlefield, the nine huge chariots that caused a large number of killings collapsed in a bang. Each chariot was composed of hundreds of thousands of swords. The nine chariots were equivalent to millions of swords. At this moment, all of them rolled up the sword wind and roared and shot.

The shooting of millions of swords is comparable to a catastrophe for the monks. Originally, there were only more than 10,000 disciples of the Morning Sect, but at the moment when the nine chariots collapsed, the sad roar suddenly suppressed all the sounds here and became a dead end.

Seven thousand people... turned into minced meat, with their roar, disappeared forever under the sky, and their forms and gods were destroyed.

Even if you die, it's easy to say this sentence, but there are some words, like promises. When you don't say it, you are its master, but after saying it, you will become its slave.

Seven thousand people died, and the remaining more than 5,000 morning disciples, one by one, although they roared out their previous words, now they seem to have been sprinkled on the top of their heads by cold water, constantly retreating in trembling, and there are signs of collapse.

"The chariot, we are just the people guarding this place, not the war hall, no weapons... The 80,000 alliance monks are equipped with nine sword fighting vehicles..." The elder of the elder in this place laughed miserably and looked at the disciples of Daochen Sect who were about to collapse. He suddenly jumped up and turned into a long

This long rainbow, like a moth fighting fire, knows that it will die, but... also wants to go towards the flame.

He didn't say any more turbulent words, and didn't roar even a death. These are no longer necessary. If someone escapes, then run away, but he can't escape. This rush is not for Dao Chenzong, this rush is not for himself, but for his clan, for his children and blood. The relative of the vein.

"In exchange for my death, Dao Chenzong's tolerance to my people. This matter... is worth it." The old man's eyes were red, with madness and persistence, he rushed to the camp of the fairy alliance.

"You two took action to destroy the moon thunder and end his life. He has already sought death. Although you don't have enough cultivation, he won't dodge." The man surnamed Bei looked at the moth-like old man in the distance and spoke faintly.

"This battle can end early." The man surnamed Bei looked up and looked at the huge eyes above his eyes, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

But at the moment he looked up at the huge eyes, suddenly, on the battlefield, there was a sound of uproar, which came from the population of Daochen Sect and also from the people of the Immortal Alliance.

With the appearance of the uproar, bursts of excited cheers suddenly spread.

"The people who help us are here!!"

"It's the war boat of the sect, and the people of the sect have come to save us!!"

In the middle of the sound, even the elder who rushed out to death stopped and suddenly looked back.

He saw hundreds of war boats galloping from the starry sky, and nearly ten thousand monks on the war boat. The excitement flashed in his eyes, but when he looked farther away, it was empty.

Only these people...

In the bitterness of the old man, the noise around him slowly disappeared, and the sense of despair once again appeared in the minds of the thousands of monks of Daochen Sect. After experiencing the previous madness, they were extinguished by millions of swords. These people, who showed signs of collapse, rekindled their excitement because of the appearance of hundreds of As they saw only a few hundred war boats, they were ruthlessly extinguished again. In this way, they had no will to fight and collapsed... Almost in an instant, they appeared on almost every one of these thousands of monks.

With the collapse of thousands of Chenzong monks, tens of thousands of monks from the Immortal Alliance condensed on the hundreds of battle boats at this moment with murderous eyes.

The man surnamed Bei also looked away from the huge eyes above and looked at the hundreds of battle boats in the distance.

"It's not the team of Dao Chenzong to help this place, otherwise it won't be just these people. They should have passed by here, but since they are here, let's stay." The man surnamed Bei spoke calmly.

Su Ming stood on the bow of the boat and looked at the battlefield in front of him. He saw the tens of thousands of monks of the Immortal Alliance, thousands of scattered people of the Daochen Sect, and the rich blood and countless pieces of meat permeating the starry sky.

"Do I have a war flag?" Su Ming suddenly opened his mouth.

Xu Hui was stunned, and the oldest old man beside him immediately lit up his eyes, raised his right hand and patted his body. Suddenly, a wisp of long cloth appeared in his hand, floating away, hundreds of feet long.

"Your Highness, there is no war flag now, but as long as Your Highness needs it, I can make it simply now."

"I want red." Su Ming said lightly.

The old man immediately swept the long cloth in his hand around, stained with the blood drifting around, and suddenly a blood flag suddenly appeared in the starry sky.

"Hang the war flag, call out my name, let these people know who you belong to, and let me see if you... are qualified to continue to follow me." Su Ming's words came out and fell into the ears of every monk in hundreds of war boats, making these monks flash in their eyes one by one.

At the moment when the old man hung the bloody flag of war on Su Ming's war boat, the red flag of hundreds of feet of war shook without wind, and hundreds of boats roared out hundreds of beams of light. At the moment of going straight to the battlefield, nearly ten thousand monks took a step and turned into thousands of long rainbows, roaring Rush to the battlefield.

"Taokong!!" Nearly ten thousand people, at the moment they rushed out, Qiqi roared and shouted a name. The sound shook the starry sky and rolled towards the thunder in all directions. It also spread to the hearts of the thousands of scattered Chenzong disciples, and also to the monks of those immortal alliances.

This voice rolled passionately, and under the integration with the momentum of nearly 10,000 people, there is only one word to describe the nearly 10,000 monks at this moment...

Like a wolf and a tiger!!

The sound of bombardment was earth-shaking. It was hundreds of beams of light from hundreds of war boats. With the meaning of destruction, it stormed into the battlefield. During the storm, nearly ten thousand monks belonging to Su Ming were approaching, and a crazy battle suddenly began.

Nearly 10,000 people, tens of thousands of people who have been tired of fighting for three days, fight endlessly at the moment of touch!

Although the thousands of Chenzong monks have dispersed now, they hesitated one after another after seeing this scene. They don't know whether to continue to fight or continue to escape, but the bloody battle flag, the word "emptiness" swirling in their ears, is the fighting spirit that has been extinguished in their hearts, and gradually seems to

The elder of the Presbyterian Hall here, he looked at the approaching nearly 10,000 people, saw the flying bloody battle flag, and heard the roaring name of the nearly ten thousand monks. Without hesitation, he turned into a long rainbow and galloped straight to Su Ming's war boat.

At this moment, the old man flew out in unison, did not rush to this battlefield, but went straight to the top of the starry sky, where dozens of strong people fought fiercely.

The bald crane's eyes were shining, and when his body shook, he disappeared. Only Su Ming could see that there was half an arm in the broken meat limbs around him, which was quickly approaching the battlefield without anyone's notice.

The fire leader's old ancestor licked his lips with a smile, showing a bloodthirsty meaning in his eyes. He looked at Su Ming. After seeing Su Ming nodding, he smiled for a long time and deliberately did not disperse all his cultivation, but showed the appearance of about the moon. He left in a flash. Obviously, he did not want to The pleasure of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"All right..." Xu Hui smiled and looked at Su Ming.

"Let them vent all the time." Su Ming smiled and also looked at Xu Hui.

Xu Hui and Su Ming looked at each other, showing a touch of tenderness in her eyes that she would not normally leave. She squeezed her mouth and smiled, but when she saw the huge eyes floating in the starry sky, it immediately disappeared, and her eyes shrank strongly.

"What is that?" Su Ming's eyes also fell on the huge eyes. He could faintly feel that this huge eye was also looking at himself now.

This thing is different from the third item that Su Ming got at the beginning. The third item is that it has its own spirituality, but now this huge eyeball gives people a sense of death. It is obviously a magic weapon that is remotely controlled by people.

"That's the temple eye of the Immortal Alliance. Old man Ouyangkong, see His Royal Highness Daokong!" The answer to Su Ming was the elder of the Presbyterian Hall who came from afar. When he was approaching, he saw the dog-headed beast and Dao Feifeng on the head of the boat. He was shocked, but he looked away and bowed deeply to Su Ming's fist outside the battle boat.

Su Ming nodded and his eyes fell on the huge eyes. When he moved down, he was about to see... The man surnamed Bei, the moment he saw the man, Su Ming suddenly had a strange light in his eyes.

"Beiling..."

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