The Asura laughed strangely and greeted him fiercely, and nearly a hundred Asuras rushed up together, raising their weapons and striking down at Zianhua.

Zhehua was immediately beaten by nearly a hundred asuras with more than a thousand arms. He felt heavy punches falling from all directions and countless weapons coming at him. No matter how fast he moved, he could not stop these asuras.

joint attack.

In just a few blinks of an eye, Zhehua was hit hard hundreds of times. Each blow was heavier than Mount Tai. Every blow caused Zhehua heartache. Zhehua was so angry that he couldn't help but reveal the true form of Feitian Yaksha.

Golden light burst out from the skin and bones all over his body, like a metal statue fighting with those Asuras. However, the opponent was outnumbered, but Zhehua could only passively defend.

Seeing that Zhehua was trapped, Siren immediately pulled out the Sword of Fate and rushed forward. With a trembling hand, he slashed out several rays of sword light and penetrated the bodies of several Asuras. After all, it was a sacred weapon gifted by Nuwa.

As soon as the sword of fate moved, the threads of fate of these Asuras were cut off, and they immediately fell from the sky lifelessly.

These Asuras are worthy of being the main fighting race of the Buddhist protectors. They recognized the power of the long sword in Siren's hand. Immediately, nearly a hundred Asuras with red bodies and three heads and six arms flew out of the air. They waved their hands and sprayed out countless lightning, thunder and fire blasts like raindrops.

To Siren.

The thunderbolt struck by Asura is so powerful that it can cause Siren's hair and whiskers to become scorched and curled from a distance of dozens of miles. Once struck by the lightning, Siren is immediately like a dandelion seed in a hurricane, completely under his control.

was blown away.

Siren was so angry that he spread out the twelve wings on his back and tried to rush towards Asura, but he was struck back by lightning after several consecutive attacks.

Too late to say, but not too long ago, Arediya, who was standing on the ground, suddenly raised her hands. Countless fireballs the size of fists and black in color, like solidified glass, appeared out of thin air, silently bringing up countless fireballs that were like falling meteors.

Its wake hit the hundreds of Asuras.

The Asuras, who were playing with the Sirens triumphantly, were suddenly hit by Aredia's fireball. They cursed angrily and tried to avoid the attack of the fireball, but they were not very fast in shape and not very fast. The fireball just hit them.

It exploded on them, causing a group of Asuras to howl and scream, and large pieces of heads and limbs broke and fell in the black glare.

Siren laughed loudly and was about to rush forward, but Prajna and Maha were several times faster than him. They had already shot two strange lights directly at the asuras.

Prajna Maha, who rushed to Asura's side and was about to laugh loudly, felt a burst of bright light coming from beside him. The three Kongsang brothers had already teleported in front of those Asuras, carrying spears, swords, and halberds with thousands of arrows.

The light swept towards Asura, who was in chaos.

A roar was heard, and thousands of Asuras from behind rushed out like wolves and tigers, instantly surrounding the group at the core.

These asuras are all the strongest among the Buddhist protector heavens, veterans of the battlefield who have experienced countless battles. In terms of combat experience, only the three Kongsang brothers surpass them. The skills practiced by these asuras are the same as those known to ordinary people.

Their magical powers were very different. They relied on the constant regeneration of their limbs, their infinite brute force and strange spells, which made Zhihua and others complain endlessly.

Seeing that his companions who came here were all in a bitter fight, Gu Xiechen gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Are you the only ones like you?"

With a flash of purple light between his eyebrows, Gu Xiechen suddenly shouted, and more than a million golden immortal-level heavenly soldiers and generals rushed out in formation amidst boundless auspicious light and purple air.

Brother Mo Liqing, Brother Xinjia, Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning and other heavenly generals commanded millions of heavenly soldiers and quickly formed an array in the void. A large dragnet array quickly covered the void with a radius of thousands of miles, wrapping up the group of people.

Gu Xiechen waved his hand, and the five-color flags from five directions flew into the sky. The five-color bright light covered the void. The auspicious clouds rolled around, and in the blink of an eye, all the sounds, lights and auras in the battle group were tightly enveloped.

Boya and Chamentuo panicked for a while, and they shouted angrily: "Drawing net formation? Damn it, you, you, you ambush people?"

Gu Xiechen snorted coldly, flew out of the battle group and said angrily: "You are just allowed to bully the smaller ones with more people? Let's see who has more men today, and see who is more shameless than the other!"

With his eyes widened, the giant spirit god waved the huge Hua Hua ax and rushed towards Qiamentuo with a cry of "Aoao", and chopped his head with the ax, causing Qiamentuo to fall back repeatedly.

Powerful gods such as the Fourth Level Gong Cao, Six Ding Liujia, Twelve Yuan Chen, and the South Dipper and the Beidou Thirteen Three Stars all shouted and rushed out of the purple light, each armed with weapons and killed the stunned Boya and Qiamentuo.

Immediately afterwards, the Corpse Emperor, who was full of evil aura, brandished the Four Swords of Killing Immortals and went straight towards Boya and Qiamentuo to kill them.

Finally, the Fire Crow swept out with monstrous flames. The Fire Crow, which swelled to about a hundred miles in size, opened its mouth, and dozens of fire tornadoes rolled towards Boya, burning him and making his whole body squeak.
Chapter completed!