Chapter 338 Seven Sins of Crime

All the impressions of Emperor Shitian in the sea of Erxiao are reasonable. Chenxi couldn't help but be a little cunning. It seemed that he had been creating all kinds of incredible things since he came to Nanman. When he entered Nanman, he was just a little monster, but he became a monster in a short time, and he also awakened his talent and became the king of monsters. It has only been three years since the monster crossed the disaster and became a demon and condensed the inner elixir.

I don't think so at ordinary times, but now I think about it carefully. But you can feel the strangeness of Di Shitian's body as if his existence is used to rule and common sense on the Zijin mainland. Other demons for a hundred years. The realm that may not be achieved in a thousand years is easily achieved, and there are endless magical power in the body.

"I really don't know where all these things come from

Chenxi sighed bitterly, and in the end, he could only be regarded as an alien. Perhaps his body was really condensed with unprecedented luck and was favored by heaven and earth.

If Di Shitian knows this idea, I'm afraid he will sneer at it and leave it behind with a smile. Only he can understand what he can be today and what he relies on. Maybe there is a relationship of his own luck, but it is really critical. It is still my own perseverance, unwavering belief, and unremitting efforts. Step by step, I came here firmly.

It's just because it has some advantages in spirit. To this day, there is no trace of moisture in it.

"Zhang Zheng! Zheng!" "

The sharp killing sound in the piano is getting more and more intense.

"Bun Bang Bang!!.

A song of ambush on all sides has unconsciously bounced Qin to the line. The spirit of killing permeates the whole southern barbarian sky, covering the world, which is a huge ancient battlefield. The ancient battlefield presented really lives up to the name of the battlefield, and at the same time, it is in the southern barbarians. Because of the sudden appearance of the scene, many monks fled out on the spot because of fear, trying to escape from the southern barbarian.

However, when they fled, the scenery in front of them changed, and the whole body appeared inexplicably in a cold place. Even the soil under their feet was mysterious red, as if they had pinched a hand from it. It's like you can pinch out red water in it.

In a blink of an eye, there were more than 5,000 monks in the Southern Barbarian, including Xiao Yuan and those Yuanying monks. They all mysteriously appeared in this venue at the same time. This reversal did not even leave them a chance to resist, but they were in a trance. When they looked at it again. It has already appeared here.

"Ancient battlefield, what a powerful onomatopoeia. Everyone, be careful. If I guess correctly, we are in a position now. It must be on the ancient battlefield formed by the artistic conception in the piano music. It's useless to run away. Everyone gathers to this side, surrounds it in a circle, and pours Zhenyuan into the demon tower as last time. With the ability of the demon tower, it should be able to resist the sound attack

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Xiao Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes were bright, and with a strong deterrence, he glanced at many immortals around him and said calmly, without the panic in his heart on his face.

After saying that, regardless of whether others agreed or not, the demon tower in his hand was gently thrown, and the pagoda burst into the golden light, hanging on the top of his head, turning. Thousands of golden silk threads hung from the pagoda. He protected it under the divine light. At the same time, the black light flashed in his hand, and a black monster the size of a palm was suddenly held by it.

Reach out and wipe it gently, and the light on the surface of the flag flashed, filled with a layer of strange black gas. In the black gas, the violent figures roared crazily. Looking carefully, you can see it clearly. On it, all kinds of monsters are constantly struggling fiercely, including ordinary beasts, tigers, lions, cheetahs, elephants, and more fierce beasts that are completely different from ordinary animals. Each one is extremely fierce.

It is the most famous magic weapon of the Beast Sect, called the Beast Flag. The figures in the Flag are not living creatures, but those fallen spirit beasts. The fierce beasts are captured by life and bound in the flag. The souls of these fierce beasts have been sacrificed with a strange secret method, and their ferocity has greatly increased, which completely stimulates the animal nature in the body. They all look ferocious and terrible.

A fierce breath came out of his face.

Although this secret method of sacrificing the souls of all beasts is too cruel and has a dry heaven and earth, its power is so great that in the Beast Sect, it can be regarded as one of the fundamentals of the establishment of the Sect. Legend has it that the ancestor of the Sect of the Beast Sect, the Sect, the He holds a beast flag in his hand. That flag is different from other flags. The grade is still above the magic weapon. It is in the ranks of spiritual treasures, and it is still the top spiritual treasure. There are nine beast gods in the flag, ordinary beast souls, as many as tens of millions. Under one exhibition, the whole place is wrapped by it today, and all beasts are rushing. Step through the sky. It's his famous treasure.

Therefore, when the sect was established, the refining method of the beast flag was also passed down as the foundation of the sect. Generally speaking, this is also the favorite magic weapon and magic weapon of many disciples in the Beast Sect. However, when refining, the materials needed are extremely precious, but they also need to constantly search for beast souls.

As far as the magic weapon is concerned, if you want the beast flag to have power, you need a large number of beast souls. When you use the magic weapon, you need to search for ten beast souls. If you want to be promoted to the middle magic weapon, you need a hundred beast souls. The top grade needs thousands of beast souls. Only when you reach the top grade will the power of the beast flag be slightly revealed. It is comparable to some top magic weapons, but the magic weapon upgrade magic weapons is a hurdle. It not only needs to reach tens of thousands of beast souls, but also needs to find a beast god and sit in the flag. As the main beast soul.

As for the latter, it is even more harsh. It can be said that the later you go, the more stringent the conditions will be. The power of the Beast Flag is also getting stronger and stronger. Whether it is killing the enemy or defending the body, it is a rare treasure, but the Yayin's power is too harsh. All, even in the Beast Sect, there are not many that can be refined to a certain extent. Although almost everyone has one piece, it may be cultivated into a magic weapon. There are only a few.

The shot in Xiao Yuan's hand is like a beast flag of the magic weapon level.

"Oh!!

Look carefully. In the flag, a terrible beast like a hill roared. Looking at its body, it was a snake mountain with a huge body. With nine heads, each of which is as big as a roc. The eyes are like lanterns, green and fierce. Keep dancing up and down. The fierce spirit filled Zhou's body, with an extremely domineering breath and roared. Suddenly, all the beasts that had been struggling and roaring before were afraid of cold cicadas one after another, bowing their heads, setting off the boundless ferocity of this Hydra.

This Hydra is the main beast soul in the flag, that is, the beast god!!

"The power!!"

The sound of the piano turned again, and it was extremely rapid. The sound turned into the sound of killing. The golden horse, the iron-blooded gas, filled every inch of space on the ancient battlefield. Just see. In front of the battlefield, there was a hundred thousand iron-blooded army. It is neatly arranged, and the camp has been arranged. The blade on the knife and gun in his hand rippled a trace of cold light, and the rich smell of blood emanated from the blade.

"Bun Bang Bang!!"

A series of soldiers formed a phalanx and quickly dispersed around. They rushed quickly in several directions, and the heavy footsteps of the soldiers were like stepping directly on the heart. The spirit of killing is getting higher and higher.

The ambush on all sides has reached the chapter of ambush.

On the ancient battlefield, Xiao Yuan and others were all in a depression. In it, although they did not see it with their own eyes, the urgent repressive atmosphere from the air made everyone understand that they were afraid of the next. It will be a storm roaring.

"Quickly, everyone did what Uncle Xiao said and poured Zhenyuan into the tower. The Zhenyao Pagoda is a treasure of my beast sect, which is blocked overhead by it. The general attack will never break the divine light of the pagoda."

Hearing the tragic sound of the golden horse from the ancient battlefield, Yang Xuan's face suddenly changed. It has become quite ugly, and I don't even want to think about it. Immediately according to Xiao Yuan's words, he quickly poured Zhenyuan into the pagoda. Suddenly, the divine light on the pagoda expanded a little. There was a trace of divine light hanging down, covering him in it together.

Under the cover of the divine light, the tragic evil spirit that had been felt on the ancient battlefield was isolated by the divine light, which made Yang Xuan can't help but breathe secretly. But he also quickly took out his own magic weapon.

When other immortals see it, there is no hesitation. They quickly poured the Zhenyuan into the tower one after another, and at the same time, gathered together as much as possible, and the divine light of the pagoda was stimulated by the huge Zhenyuan. It has become more brilliant, and the breath emitted is suddenly extremely thick, just like standing in the sky, forever.

"Hmm!"

Di Shitian sat on the floating cloud boat. At this time, he had come to the southern sky and no longer moved. The mind is placed in the piano music, and the scenes of battles experienced in the past in my mind constantly appear in my mind, and the spirit of killing is constantly poured into the sound of the piano. Make your mind closer to the artistic conception of the piano music. Integrate your own perception of killing.

At the same time, the mind is also constantly paying attention to the situation in the ancient battlefield.

When Xiao Yuan and others saw that the strange pagoda was put on his head and urged the divine light to protect his body, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and was secretly surprised. He had witnessed the power of the pagoda with his own eyes, and even the array map was a crack by it, which was absolutely terrible. No surprise, it must be a great treasure.

"Wing to hide in the tortoise shell? Do you really think you can hide? It's also good. Let's take you to see how powerful my onomatopoeia is

When Di Shitian saw that he did not hesitate, the sound of the piano in his hand was more and more rapid, completely showing the scene of the two armies fighting in the battlefield.

In the ancient battlefield, 100,000 troops were divided into ten phalanxes. Under the leadership of their respective soldiers, they turned in ten directions, encircling the impenetrable depression where the monks were located.

"Kill!!

With a bang. Around the ground. The dense figure appeared in front of all the monks, every general. He wears armor and has this sword in his hand. He was murderous all over and his face was cold. The siege of ten sides, the spirit of killing, permeated the whole air, wave after wave, as if to directly submerge the monks in the depression.

"Kill, kill!!

The sound of killing hovered over the battlefield, only listening, only a brief pause for a moment, a team of soldiers stepped on neat steps one after another, like ten crazy dragons rushing through the mountains to the sea.

"Bun Bang Bang!!.

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These soldiers rushed to kill, fast, but secretly kept the plastic surgery unchanged, and their eyes showed solemn eyes one after another, full of coldness. Without a trace of pity, it was really followed by a few huge tsunamis. The first general. There was no expression on his face. With a wave of the sword in his hand, he cut off the infinite divine light hanging from the pagoda. Falling on the divine light, countless terrible sound blades roared out of the lightning-like self-war knife, and sharply bombarded on the divine light.

That sharpness, even if it is an immortal cultivation under the divine light, although there is no personal contact. But I have already felt a little chill on my neck. His face turned slightly white.

Immediately after... Er Liu rushed to kill the right of the knife, crazy chopping in the goose, whether it is the ancient battlefield or these iron-blooded soldiers, are all formed by a kind of artistic conception, formed by a kind of divine rhyme, formed by countless sound waves, formed by the power of sound waves. Each blow is sprinkled with sharp and terrible sound blades, continuous sound waves. Shock the void.

In a row, tens of thousands of attacks bombarded the pagoda at the same time.

Suddenly, it can be seen with the naked eye that the divine light falling from the pagoda is in violent turbulence. Like running water, there is a sign of distortion, and the pagoda in the sky is also shaking and trembling violently.

"Puff!!"

At the same time, among the thousands of monks who poured Zhenyuan into it under the pagoda, many of their bodies were devoured by lightning, and their faces suddenly turned pale. When they opened their mouths, they spit out a mouthful of blood, and their look suddenly changed dramatically and became extremely decadent.

The power of every general is extremely horrible, not under any Yuanying monk. The sound blade is comparable to that of Yuanying monk, sharp and terrible. In an instant, no less than 10,000 soldiers waved their weapons at the same time and bombarded the divine light. This force fell on the pagoda at the same time, even if the pagoda is wonderful.

But it is not the kind of supreme treasure that is invincible when placed on the top of the head, and the power to urge it is even more impure. This force immediately follows the pagoda and suddenly devours back to those monks. Suddenly. In a sudden. All of a sudden, most of the immortals were seriously damaged and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Use magic to use magic to attack them. These soldiers are all transformed by the sound of the piano, as long as they are defeated. They can still be killed. Xiao Yuan's expression is extremely solemn, and the beasts in his hands are fiercely displayed. Originally, the small strange flags were long in the wind. In a blink of an eye, it became extremely huge, covering the sky and the sun.

"Oh!!"

In the flag, countless black air rolled, and the huge body of the Hydra appeared. The nine ferocious heads danced crazily, making a violent roar. Suddenly, they saw it in the flag. Countless ferocious faces, and the beast soul with a fierce breath all over his body was red in his eyes, like a tide.

Fierce and terrible!!

collided head-on with a famous general on the spot. Suddenly, it was as if two roaring waves suddenly hit each other, and a terrible roar broke out in an instant.

These beast souls have completely stimulated their own beast nature and become extremely ferocious. The strength of these beast souls is not as sharp claws under the elixir, shining cold light into the bodies of those soldiers. He violently tore the enemy in front of him to pieces. It's a complete return of animal nature.

The shattered soldiers torn by the galloping beasts did not have half a trace of flesh and blood at all. It directly collapsed into a sharp sound blade. Like the wind and rain, it is constantly flying in all directions, cutting everything in front of you into countless pieces.

The soldiers' blades were cut on these beast souls, and the sharp sound blades cut them into countless pieces one after another. With every move, they exerted the greatest lethality in an instant. Direct and domineering, murderous and awe-inspiring. There is no doubt that they are the best soldiers in the world. The most powerful warrior.

100,000 troops divided into 50,000, standing in front of the torrent of beasts, like machinery, constantly waving weapons, killing the beast soul in front of them again and again. The remaining 50,000, without stopping, still bombarded the pagoda violently.

"Flir with them, it's just an illusory thing. There's nothing to be afraid of

"Grandfather, help!! One"

For a moment, other immortals were a little determined. They used all kinds of attacks, magic weapons, spells, spiritual charms, and smashed them out crazily. Some were not determined. They were scared on the spot and stood in place, on the verge of collapse.

"My beast soul?"

When Xiao Yuan saw the continuous fall of the galloping beast souls in the tearing up with the soldiers, his face kept twitching, which seemed extremely painful. These beast souls were collected by him and watched them constantly being killed. The pain in his heart couldn't help but pick it up.

These beast souls can't be resurrected. One dead is missing. For a long time, he has not used much. He has been calculsed in his body. When he was promoted several times and really became a powerful magic weapon, he took it out and leaned on it.

"Poison bombardment!"

On the ancient battlefield, a long killing is constantly changing. Countless sounds of killing are intertwined to form a real battlefield song. The two armies fought with each other, with knives and guns, and the sound of killing caused by the collision of weapons penetrated the battlefield. A scene of life-and-death struggle. It's extremely tragic.

Thoroughly outline all the scenes on the battlefield.

"Zan Zheng Zheng,"

The sound of the piano under Emperor Shitian's hand became more and more rapid, like the pipa playing in the rain, which was very urgent, and the atmosphere and scene of the war were completely presented. In the battlefield, countless soldiers are under the sound of the piano. Launch sharp attacks again and again.

Rumble!!

Thousands of attacks were bombarded on the pagoda again. Only the roar was continuous, and the knife was as light as electricity. The pagoda was already trembling violently. The golden light on the pagoda flashed and became extremely dim. The divine light, which had covered thousands of monks, suddenly contracted violently, and only Most of the monks were completely exposed.

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