Until the people of Daxia saw those Daxia who were fearless of death and even self-destruction, they would pull you a powerful Daxia who died, with tears in their eyes.

They saw determination and courage in the eyes of these people.

From the moment when I raised my butcher knife, I will never be a slave even if I am broken into pieces.

They saw the only 30,000 remaining people, consuming more than 10,000 people with suicide attacks, killing all the opponent's 100,000 heavenly soldiers.

I also saw the Xiaotian Dog that appeared with Yang Jian.

He clearly had an extremely cute appearance, but as a result, he regained the hideous face exposed on his body, and swallowed the remaining 20,000 powerful Xia people in one bite.

Seeing this scene, Daxia people all had weak eyes.

How can you fight against such an enemy?

But as time goes by, only ten remaining heroes gave them the answer.

Even if only ten of them are left, they will fight to the end!

Until this last scene, the arrival of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals made these Daxia people who ignited a little hope completely fall into despair.

Enemies cannot be killed, and there are millions of such terrifying enemies.

How to fight this?

"Human race, your only hope now is in that young man!"

"As long as his power is completely awakened and the heavens are split, these foreign tribes who enslaved you will roll out of the ancestral star from the sky above Daxia."

"And now, it takes time for him to awaken his power!"

"Time is an hour."

"What is the final fate of your Daxia human race? Leave it to yourself!"

"This is the portal to the battlefield!"

"Go, or don't, the decision is in your hands!"

Just when the Daxia human race was completely desperate about this, the voice of the Ancestral Star Spirit rose in every corner of Daxia.

What followed was a space vortex that was hundreds of meters high appeared in the centers of various cities in Daxia.

As long as you pass through this space vortex, you can lead to the battlefield.

When this space vortex appeared in the center of major cities, countless human races of Daxia were still staring at the battlefield in the sky.

At this time, on the battlefield, Hua Xiaodie rushed into the heavenly soldiers and generals with one horse, like a blood-colored butterfly.

After rushing into the army, he waved the blood-colored death scythe in his hand and slashed at the heavenly soldiers and generals in front of him.

After a knife, the heads of the heavenly soldiers and generals who appeared in front of Hua Xiaodie were cut off by Hua Xiaodie's sword.

Even the bodies of dozens of heavenly soldiers and generals were smashed by the blood-colored sword energy emitted from the blood-colored sickle in Hua Xiaodie's hands.

These heavenly soldiers who lost their divine power and became ordinary soldiers saw that Hua Xiaodie's attack did not show any fear in their eyes, and rushed towards Hua Xiaodie, raised the spear in their hands and stabbed Hua Xiaodie's body.

When Hua Xiaodie faced these attacks, she didn't have any panic in her eyes.

Even if the power in the body is less than one percent, it is enough to kill these guys.

"The killing feast begins!"

Hua Xiaodie screamed strangely, holding the blood-colored Death Scythe in both hands, constantly waving it in front of her, forming a blood-colored windmill in front of her, shattering the weapons that stabbed her one after another.

The demonstrating enemies three meters in front of Hua Xiaodie were all broken by the blood-colored windmill.

Chu Hanyan transformed into a female war god and appeared dozens of meters beside Hua Xiaodie. He began to constantly use the red dragon spear in his hand to harvest the lives of these heavenly soldiers and generals.

Yang Jian and others, who were in the rear, did not think much about the question of why Chu Hanyan and his body had power.

From the speed at which Hua Xiaodie and Chu Hanyan burst out, Yang Jian and the others knew that it was the ancestor spirit who helped the other party, which allowed the other party to have a little spare force in the Fengtian Judi Formation.

All of them, who are in this Fengtian Judi Formation, will lose all their power and become ordinary people.

Even if the ancestor spirits help them, some power will exist in their bodies.

However, judging from their outbreak, these guys only had one percent of the strength in their bodies before, and perhaps they had not yet reached it.

In this great array that blocks all power, they do have extraordinary power.

However, this power is limited.

Can they use the power in this body to kill 100,000 people, or 200,000 people?

There are millions of heavenly soldiers here.

If you use a lot of people, you can drag them down alive.

The most important thing is that the trace of power recovered in their bodies will be continuously consumed with their consumption, and it will not be replenished in this array of sacrificial powers.

It won't take long to go, not to mention that they were not killed by these guys while standing.

These heavenly soldiers and generals will also launch a crazy counterattack against these guys. After all, the consequences of this failure will be very miserable.

Of course, the only one who is miserable is these heavenly soldiers and generals, not them.

Now, they just need to stand quietly behind this army and appreciate how long these strong men who have finally emerged from the human race can last.

"Grass! There are too many of these guys!"

King Xiang used the Overlord's Salute in his hand to kill dozens of heavenly soldiers, and kept waving the Overlord's Salute in his hand to harvest the lives of these Heavenly Salutes.

"This amount is not enough to be stuck in my teeth!"

Chu Kuangren, not far from King Xiang, heard the words of King Xiang, and punched a heavenly soldier with one punch, and the brick held in his right hand exploded with one brick.

Although Chu Kuangren could only kill two heavenly soldiers at a time, his speed was extremely fast. When Xiang Wanghou and his friends killed dozens of people, he also killed dozens of heavenly soldiers one after another.

As for Lu Baiyi, this guy held the three-foot green breeze in his hand, taking one step and one sword, and one sword and one person.

Here, the one who harvested the fastest lives of the heavenly soldiers was not the madman Hua Xiaodie, nor the king of Xiang and Kuangren.

No one would have thought that Mu Yanran, who has always used no weapons to fight, only uses flames, would wave the long whip of flames in her hand.

In her hand, the long whip of flame was like a spiritual whip knife. With one whip, it could cut off twenty or thirty heavenly soldiers in half.

As several people continued to rush among the heavenly soldiers and generals, in just a quarter of an hour, the bodies that fell at their feet had piled up into a hill.

Millions of heavenly soldiers and generals have been killed by them as many as 70,000 to 80,000.

However, facing the seemingly countless millions of heavenly soldiers and generals, the number of people who died was simply insignificant.

As time goes by, although they are not injured, their power is constantly being consumed, and they cannot be replenished even when they are in this formation.

Chu Kuangren and others who seemed to be at the upper hand were at a disadvantage at this time.

Their front was constantly pressed towards Wang Ye by this dense army of heavenly soldiers.

At this rhythm, if there is no time to take half an incense stick, the energy in their bodies will be exhausted, and they will be forced to retreat to Wang Ye by this army of heavenly soldiers.

The bold ambitions before the war, saying that resistance for an hour is hard to reach the sky.

If no miracle happened, perhaps the battle they launched against the gods would become a joke in the eyes of these gods.

"Did you three big men not have breastfeeding? They are not as good as Yanran yet!"

Chu Hanyan shot through the bodies of four heavenly soldiers with one shot. He looked at Lu Baiyi and Xiang Wanghou who were already struggling to kill the heavenly soldiers and scolded Chu Kuangren with anger.

"Do you think we don't want to?"

Lu Baiyi killed the heavenly soldiers who attacked him with one sword, and replied in anger.

"Kill and kill! Kill and kill!"

"Hahaha! It's so good, so good!"

Hua Xiaodie is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, turning into a god of death that reaps lives, constantly reaping the lives of the heavenly soldiers and generals.

"If you don't advance at the speed, if you fail, your fate will be very miserable!"

Nezha, who was standing beside Yang Jian, watched millions of heavenly soldiers being stopped by six people. Although it only alleviated their attack speed, there were only six people on the other side!

And they are millions.

If this were to be put before, it would be a fantasy.

And now, it happened before them.

These heavenly soldiers and generals who were originally blocked by Xiang Wanghou and others, heard Nezha's words and rushed towards Wangye one by one.

Nezha's words immediately made Chu Kuangren and others feel the pressure doubled.

Now, there are only five of them who are determined to intercept these people who are rushing towards Wang Ye Tianzhang.

As for the guy Hua Xiaodie, he was completely crazy and only knew that he would not stop him from killing the heavenly soldiers.

For Hua Xiaodie, attack is always the best defense.

Moreover, she was only interested in killing.

"Get back! Protect the youngest!"

Lu Baiyi watched the tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers passing by them, rushed towards Wang Ye, and hurriedly shouted.
To be continued...