I Have a Luck Altar Chapter 742

Chapter 742 Kill God!

"Boom"

The roaring sound like the sky is falling, constantly resounding between the sky and the earth, the ground cracks, the void trembles, and billowing clouds gather between the sky and the earth.

Blood energy, evil spirit, vitality, all reached the peak strength under the condensed military formation.

On the city wall of South Gate of Zhennan, a series of shocking and terrifying formations continued to light up. The sound of the mighty fighting was louder than the sound of thunder against the increase of the army formation below.

The three army formations were intertwined and independent at the same time. The giant turtle roared and was located in front of the central army formation. Terrible blood and evil spirit instantly entered his body.

One beast becomes an army!

Military black dragon, roaring and roaring.

Left-winged Suzaku, **** like fire, burning everything.

The right wing turned into a black tiger, roaring to the sky.

Giant Yuanhua Xuanwu, with four legs like mountains, directly hit the ground.

The four great beasts were directly condensed.

Every roar and dance can kill a monster.

The monsters are chaotic and have mixed origins. Although they seem to be an army formation, they can't gather together like a human race. This is why Chen Yuan dared to use 400,000 troops to fight against a million monster soldiers!

The two steel torrents collided in an instant, and the battle line stretched tens of thousands of feet, attacking from all fronts.

"Roar!"

"what!"

"Humph!"

"Moo!"

The endless shouting and killing sounds are all condensed, colliding, and fighting at this moment!

People on both sides kept falling down, and people kept being trampled into flesh. Life, on such a huge battlefield, seemed extremely fragile, worth less than the weeds on the roadside.

The strong smell of blood quickly began to spread.

The monster's eyes were red and bloodthirsty, while the eyes of the human army were full of anger and determination, vowing to protect the Central Plains land behind them.

The army was conquering, and the rest of the Yangshen Zhenjun and Yaozu Dasheng were no exception, and they all started killing at this moment, in an instant.

Tianxu old Taoist's beard and hair are flying, and a circle of stars around his body covers thousands of feet of heaven and earth. Thirty-six Dinghai pearls are like stars, inlaid on the map of heaven and earth.

Make its power soar.

This is the Zhenzong Xianbing of Taixu Palace, which is somewhat similar to the Kunlun Mountain's Hunyuan Shentu, but it is actually quite different. The Hunyuan Shentu is a world of its own, and it is a sharp weapon for trapping people.

The scroll of Zhoutian and stars in Taixu Palace can attract the Zhoutian stars and bless oneself, and the thirty-six Dinghai beads are the best auxiliary magic weapons.

Therefore, even Chen Yuan couldn't help being puzzled. Maybe the old Taoist Tianxu who met Sima Che had such an idea a long time ago.

Zhou Tian's star power gathered in one body, and Tianxu's old-fashioned aura rose steadily, even reaching the point where he surpassed Zhennan Wang Nangonglie, and he didn't hold back at all.

Immediately stepped forward, one against four.

With his own strength, he surrounded the four demon saints, and the terrifying power of the stars turned them into terrifying beasts, constantly bombarding the demon saints.

Taoism majors in primordial spirit, and the method is very mysterious. Naturally, it is impossible to fight with demon saints in close quarters. Attacking from a distance is most of the portrayal of their actions.

Not everyone is Chen Yuan, capable of both physical and mental cultivation, invincible in close combat, and terrifying in long-distance combat.

"Damn humans!"

A gigantic bull demon sage kept uttering human words and insulting Taoist Tianxu. Although his size was terrifying, he couldn't break through the shackles of the star map.

Thirty-six Dinghai pearls are the ultimate treasure of defense. In the eyes of Taoist Tianxu, leaving them to the Sima family is a waste of the power of this magical weapon.

Treasures are not worthy of living in them.

Taoist Tianxu is full of momentum, his Taoist robes are flying, and the star map above his head is like a fairy coming to the world!

Zhao Danqing saw Taoist Tianxu like this, and laughed three times, the magic mirror covering himself, the momentum was as mighty as a cloud, and the white light was like a sun.

Those who shine cannot open their eyes.

Directly locked the air mechanism on the three demon saints and attacked them.

"Evil beast, do you know who the poor Taoist is! Biyou Palace is here, and the demons retreat!"

Biyou Palace is located in Nanzhou, guarding the border of the human race. In fact, even if Chen Yuan hadn't been recruited to Biyou Palace, he would not sit still when the monster race invaded.

Now, Biyou Palace not only used the immortal background, but also directly sent almost ninety percent of the disciples of the mountain gate to Zhennanguan. Some Huayang real people, alchemy masters, actually came from Biyou Palace.

Only when Shushan and Biyougong put all their efforts into it, Chen Yuan will have more confidence to fight against the army of millions of monsters with his own strength.

Taoist Tianxu resisted the four, but Zhao Danqing thought he was inferior, so he could barely resist the three. Although he had the help of the Heavenly Mirror, he was basically restraining him.

Did not fight head-to-head with it.

"Roar!"

A demon saint of the Scarlet Underworld Blood Tiger Clan roared, and a deep beam of light spit out instantly, Zhao Danqing's magic mirror turned, and white light collided with it.

"Boom!"

The other two demon saints immediately pressed forward, wanting to kill this person.

In the monster race in Southern Xinjiang, Biyou Palace and Shushan are enemies that must be killed, because they were the most powerful five hundred years ago, and they joined forces with the human dynasty to severely damage the monster race.

Pushed the living area of the monster race in southern Xinjiang by tens of thousands of miles.

"Sword up!"

Taoist Lingxu, the head teacher of Mount Shu, holds the Slaying Immortal Sword as the most important eye of the formation. With one strike, the infinite sword energy overwhelmingly presses towards the digital demon saint Gai.

Now, Chen Yuan has no room for Yangshen Zhenjun, and their formation must bear the greatest pressure.

directly enveloped the remaining eight demon saints in the sword array.

There are nearly twenty demon sages in the demon race, except for those who sit in the army, the rest are idle, that is, about fifteen. Tianxu blocked four, and Zhao Danqing blocked three.

They are going to rely on four people to form an formation and stop everyone else.

They cannot be allowed to damage the military formation below.

The infinite sword energy turned into four long rivers of sword energy, which can also be called four chains of sword energy, directly turning tens of thousands of feet into a battlefield for fighting.

The sharp sword energy cut through the body of the demon saint, and blood overflowed.

"Looking for death!"

"The mere four human sun gods dare to stop me and the eight demon saints."

"Kill, kill them."

"I'm going to swallow them, roar!"

Stern voices spit out from the mouths of the eight demon saints. They were very angry and felt that they were underestimated. Four people dare to block the eight, they are looking for death!

"Boom!"

The sword qi roared, the vitality surged, and the blood of the demon saint soared into the sky and turned into the body. Horror bodies the size of mountains were vividly displayed at this moment.

There was no temptation, no retreat, there was, just an extremely brutal killing from the very beginning.

The battlefield in the void was instantly occupied by everyone.

On the battlefield of the demon saints, Daoist Huayang and the other supernatural powers were not idle. Dozens of strong men, like the big formation below, directly bombarded and killed together.

Supernatural powers, sword qi vertically and horizontally, sword light piercing the sky, and boxing intentions converge.

Brilliant rays of light exploded on the battlefield.

In almost an instant, everyone fell into life and death.

And just a moment ago, they were all still.

Tragic!

Kill!

The army of millions below turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with evil spirits soaring to the sky, and the cloudless void quickly transformed into a world-ending cloud covering the sky during the fight.

The Yangshen Zhenjun standing at the top of the rivers and lakes, and the demon sage at the top of the southern border, each showed their most powerful strength and cards, and only wanted to kill each other.

Everyone is very clear that this is a racial war, and there is no backing up. The monster race has no intention of stalemate with the human race at all, and only drives millions of livestock for blood.

Waiting for a full meal after entering southern Xinjiang.

Chen Yuan will not stand in a stalemate with the other party for too long. The current situation in the world will not give him a chance, and he will not waste time on it.

Therefore, this battle is the beginning, and at the same time, it is also the last battle.

Victorious, the Northern Expedition to the Central Plains, defeated, reduced to blood.

There is no third way.

The armies collided, and the demon saints and true kings fought for the front.

The battle standing at the peak of this battle will naturally not sit idly by. Even, more precisely, only the top immortal war is the decisive force.

was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Biyou Palace's immortal background was used. It was the method left by the last generation of Biyougong immortals. It directly blocked the essence and blood incarnation of a demon **** of the Azure Demon Bull Clan, and had the upper hand.

Because of the incarnation of essence and blood, it is not as good as the brand left by the immortal, not to mention, his background in Biyou Palace was blessed by Mo Luo before the war.

last longer.

The battle between Moro and Tianlan demon **** is almost the most terrifying and important one in the entire battle. This is a real battle between immortals and gods.

The confrontation in the center directly turns into chaos. The two of them guide the rules of the world and the rules of self-generation in the body. This is the most essential confrontation between the human race and the monster race.

Ma Luo Buddha is merciful, with a golden body, the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth is swallowed into his body almost instantly.

Tianlan Demon Saint didn't turn into his body, but he was still the same, and he was still able to beat Mo Luo, occupying a firm upper hand.

It's not that Moro is weak, it's that Tianlan Demon God is too strong!

It is only half a step away from being immortal, and it is expected to become a demon emperor level existence.

The last battlefield is the battle between Chen Yuan and the demon gods of the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox Clan.

Although it did not come from the original body, its strength is still extremely strong, almost reaching the state of being invincible under the gods, similar to Jingtai in Zijin Mountain back then.

The only difference is that this time, Moro no longer shares the pressure for him.

As for the power of all living beings, Chen Yuan is not going to waste it on an incarnation of blood essence. He can feel that Mo Luo can't hold it for too long.

He must get rid of this demon **** as soon as possible, and then use the power of all beings to repel Tianlan demon god, and even take the opportunity to kill him.

"Chen Yuan!"

The real body of the huge nine-tailed sky fox stands between the sky and the earth. Its whole body is snow-white, with genuine nine tails, exuding a tyrannical aura.

Spit out words, trying to confuse Chen Yuan.

but.

Although Chen Yuan's current artistic conception is not perfect, his mental state has already been tempered by the power of all beings, and has reached a perfect and innocent state, and will not be affected in any way.

Looking at this demon god, Chen Yuan also opened up his combat power directly. His physical body and primordial spirit all burst into divine light. He stared at the Nine-Tailed Fox and shouted in a low voice:

"Evil animal!"

It's true that there is no Mo Luo's help now, but Chen Yuan is no longer the Chen Yuan who used to be in Zijin Mountain. He devoured the dragon yuan and survived the thunder disaster.

Combat strength can be described as a surge.

In the past, he had regrets and failed to kill Jingtai all the way. Now, he met another strong man similar to him, so he naturally had to kill him well.

Shouting and roaring, Chen Yuan suddenly took a step, and the Emperor Butcher Knife gathered the vitality of heaven and earth, and slashed lightly, which was exactly the knife that severely injured Nangong Lie.

The endless sharp edges converged and collapsed, and then condensed again, directly cutting towards the demon god.

"Boom!"

The terrifying roar exploded into the void.

A look of shock flashed in the pupils of the Nine-Tailed Demon God. The knife just now could already threaten his life. This Chen Yuan is really extraordinary!

A strip of white fox tails protruded from the void, gathering regular power, like a series of ferocious magic whips, directly hitting Chen Yuan unexpectedly.

"Boom!"

Chen Yuan raised his arm to block it, and collided with it with the strength of his body, and was directly thrown back more than a hundred feet. However, the next moment, he blasted out again like a shell fired from the chamber.

The physical body has reached the stage of great achievement, and the defense is not comparable to that of Yangshen Zhenjun.

Under the oven of the flesh body, it is not impossible to fight against the incarnation of the demon **** whose essence and blood are condensed.

"Boom!"

The fist is thrown out, the tail of the fox covers the sky, the light of the sword shines in the sky, and the rules are condensed.

The battle between Chen Yuan and the incarnation of the demon **** was not earth-shattering, but it was definitely not too different. Within a radius of ten thousand feet, the two of them turned into Jedi.

Chen Yuanhong focused his eyes, constantly gathering the power of Qi and blood, and collided head-on with it.

There is a thin line between life and death, either it dies or it dies!

The five internal organs are transformed into the five elements, and the divine light is bright.

Lingtai primordial spirit shone with purple divine light, and the terrifying vitality of heaven and earth formed an influx on his body, all of which gathered around his body, increasing his strength time after time.

Even after going through the ninth level of thunder tribulation, he didn't believe that he would not be able to defeat a mere incarnation of a demon god!

Even if there is a gap in realm, he feels that he can make up for it!

The primordial spirit is the top match, and the flesh body is the top match. Except that he has not yet reached the peak of supernatural powers and has a perfect artistic conception, he has almost reached the extreme of the Yangshen realm.

Everyone has a god, who is afraid of whom?

This is a sad song, a sad song sung by millions of people.

Besides the Yang God and Immortal, individual power, in this great battle, seems so insignificant, and people fall all the time.

And their deaths did not even stir up the slightest splash.

The white-clothed disciples of Shushan and the disciples of Biyou Palace hid in the army formation and turned into two sharp knives. The Shuzhou Jianghu warriors and Nanzhou Jianghu warriors gathered around them.

Their combat power is very strong, outrageously strong, but because they all fight on their own, the actual casualties are only a lot more than the soldiers in those army formations in proportion.

The white clothes are stained with blood, and the sword is full of energy.

A student from Shu Mountain was physically torn apart with one claw, but he still used the last bit of strength to chop the monsters around him into powder and into nothingness.

It is trivial to kill a monster, but when the number reaches a certain level, it will be different.

There are three battlefields, each of which is actually very important. The defeat of one side is almost a decisive force. Therefore, no one retreats.

Of course, there is no way to go back.

Rapid charge, once stagnant, will be trampled into flesh by the friendly troops behind.

There is a true disciple of Biyou Palace, who has a very magical technique. Even if he is swallowed by a monster, he can still come out by caesarean section, causing his blood to escape unstoppably.

Chen Yuan's cheap disciple, Shi Yi, also joined this war. He was an insignificant member, but he still tried his best to charge and fight.

He, they, forgot everything.

Forget who I am, forget the moves in my hands, just remember to charge, remember to crush all the monsters in front of me, and then... go back alive.

The giant turtle's body kept overflowing with demon blood, and its evil spirit entered its body. It was so excited that its mind was a little unclear. It only knew that it was killing all directions in this melee.

If you look down from the sky, you will definitely be shocked.

Because, even the best and most powerful painter in the world cannot paint such a magnificent and tragic picture scroll.

This is the distortion of life, the memorial of death.

Chu Changfeng's armor was broken, his long hair was flying, and his blood had entered his body, which did increase his strength dramatically, but in fact, it was like a slow poison, constantly destroying his origin.

But he doesn't care. Once upon a time, he also had ambitions to become the person whom Senior Mo Luo valued and appointed, and wanted to try the weight of the emperor.

But now, as the commander-in-chief of the Chinese army, controlling the existence of the large formation, he only knows that this is a war between the two races of humans and monsters, and ambition is no longer important.

He is not a person who understands righteousness, nor is he willing to sacrifice himself for the people, but the general trend, if he is here, he will have to work hard.

The sharp spear is like a dragon, wearing monsters one by one.

But soon, he was noticed by the Yaozu's coach. With a low growl, the Yaozu's coach directly ordered to gather into a sharp knife and charged straight at Chu Changfeng.

As long as he dies, the battle formation will immediately collapse.

"Monster, come on!"

Chu Changfeng was fearless. With a loud roar, he also ordered the army to move towards the position of the opponent's coach. Below, corpses had already piled up into a mountain.

Countless people trample on the corpses of friends and enemies, charging forward!

Zhu Huai felt that he had to die here today. His intuition had always been accurate. This time, he was a little panicked, but he didn't dare to retreat.

He used to be a leader among rogue cultivators, an existence admired by countless rogue cultivators. He has a lot of thoughts in himself, he wants to be independent, and he also wants to be valued by Chen Yuan.

Therefore, when Chen Yuan gave the order, he took the initiative to ask Ying to lead the army alone.

Then, this important task fell on him.

Now, a little regretful.

When it comes to individual strength, he is naturally not afraid, but this is a raging torrent, and there are strong people sitting on the Yaozu side, so he can't kill him if he wants to.

If he makes a move, the opponent will stare at him and restrain him.

If it took him a long time to break through, then it would be fine, he has the confidence to face everything, but unfortunately, he has just entered Yangshen, and he is the most watery kind.

On such a battlefield where Huayang is not as good as a dog, and Yang God walks everywhere, he is really nothing.

Zhu Huai raised his head and glanced at the fights of other people. Compared with him, they were even worse, but no one retreated, and he seemed to be infected.

Suddenly a touch of boundless arrogance arose in his heart, and he knelt down in front of Chen Yuan. Facing the pressure of Dongshan Valley, he hid for decades.

Now, Zhu Huai just wants to charge.

Death, of course I don't want to die, but living depends on whether this battle can be won!

"kill!"

The empty-faced monk is expressionless. A monk is obviously out of place, but now, he is very able to enter the role, and a golden dragon hovers above his head.

Every time there is a sweep, countless people fall down.

He recited Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, but there was no mercy in his hands.

Now, he just wants to say a word to Chen Yuan after the war.

Add money!

Must add money!

Even if it is aimed at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, you have to pay more!

"break!"

As soon as Taoist Tianxu pointed it out, the thirty-six Dinghai beads immediately condensed into one, and then, in an instant, they smashed on the body of a demon saint.

With just one blow, his body was smashed to pieces.

And he became the first important demon saint to die after the war started.

Of course, as a price, Taoist Tianxu also forcibly resisted the blow of the Great Sage Bull Demon, and almost smashed his shackles of the Zhoutian Star Map and escaped.

"Boom!"

The remaining three demon saints seized this opening and bombarded frantically, while the old Taoist Tianxu held on and trapped the three of them again at any cost.

Compared to him, Zhao Danqing's situation is worse.

Yaozu Yaosheng is not weaker than Yangshen Zhenjun. He can fight three with one, but it is actually very reluctant. After all, no matter how strong they are, they are only at the same level of cultivation.

There is no way to crush it.

Even if it was just restraint, Zhao Danqing was seriously injured at this moment.

However, he didn't panic and fear. Instead, he became more and more relaxed, laughing and continuing to hold back.

The various states of life are revealed on this battlefield.

Jiang He and the others are condensed into a killing formation, and the pressure is the greatest. If the number is equal, they have already suppressed the opponent, but now, although they are still trapping the opponent.

But they are actually the ones who are at a disadvantage.

Perhaps, in the next moment, the sword array will collapse.

The eight demon saints are definitely an indescribable force. What's more, once they form a large formation, even immortals can't compete with them.

Now, the pressure falls on them.

The situation on the entire battlefield was seen in Chen Yuan's eyes, and his eyes were a little anxious, because the situation was worse than he imagined, and a million demon soldiers were indeed unstoppable.

The rest of Yangshen Zhenjun have also reached the limit of pressure.

If no one breaks the game, then the defeat may be in the next moment.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath. Originally, he didn't want to use the power of sentient beings at this time, so why use a bull's knife to kill a chicken? But now, the chicken can't be killed in a short time, and the knife is almost useless.

Dodging with one blow, Chen Yuan opened his arms, relaxed his mind, and shouted:

"Condensation!"

The next moment, endless brilliance came out from Zhennan Pass, and the thoughts of countless people and soldiers quickly came out from the city at this moment, covering Chen Yuan like rain.

Countless people felt this way and attached themselves to the ground, praying for Chen Yuan.

The flashing thought power, under Chen Yuan's order, turned into a long knife. His eyes were fixed, and he felt a little bit in his heart, and he growled:

"This knife kills God!"

Two in one, don't wait at 8 o'clock in the evening.

This battle, I will end it as soon as possible.

(end of this chapter)

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