The sun is westward, and it is already sunset, and the earth is covered with a layer of blood, half from the sunset and half from the blood.

It has been six hours, and the earth is no longer so bright, but the war has shown no sign of a stop. It seems that everyone has forgotten the time, only enemies in their eyes and killing in their minds.

It seems that because the sky is gradually getting darker, all kinds of Taoist magic and magical powers have become more and more dazzling, as if they are the color of life, colorful.

A figure emerged, either leaving the formation or condensing the magic form by itself. A stream of aura that transformed into a god spread, making the earth extremely extraordinary.

The war drums on Dongsheng began to sound, Emperor Xuanyuan and others appeared, and they turned into giants, each leading the existence of the condensation of the ten formations and slowly advancing.

The two tribes retreated!

Mu Ming and others followed closely behind. These scattered soldiers and roamed around the formation under the protection of the formation, constantly hunting down the two defeated monks of the two tribes.

The two tribes also retreated in an orderly manner. They tried to fight back, but the offensive was suppressed.

The aura of the formation map on Dongsheng's side was connected and communicated with the formation of the imperial clan. A vague flame divine phoenix that was almost filled with thousands of miles of void appeared, and moved forward with the sound of crying.

"Divine Phoenix Formation! Dong Lin really arranged a backup plan!" The blood boy from the South Emperor was still playing chess, but he said this inadvertently. He didn't care about victory or defeat.

Somewhere in the void, dense army began to gather. These were all cultivators above the God Transformation Realm. They were all confronting each other at this time, but they did not take action.

Dongsheng sang all the way. At this time, the two tribes completely retreated and left behind a corpse on the ground. However, they also combined the formation. In a vague way, a dragon-shaped magic object appeared, and a pitch-black insect flashed faintly, occupying a void to confront the divine phoenix, but they all retreated in the end.

"Kill!" Dongsheng burst out with a roar. At this time, everyone was not afraid of any traps because the general trend was on this side.

The monks of the two tribes have to recognize that Dongsheng has accumulated more than theirs for so many years. This is related to the region and Taoism.

Even though there are enough monks in the two tribes, they still lack quality.

Mu Ming Luo was on a white fox. It was a big change in the formation controlled by the three women of Tianxiang. Mu Luo appeared on the head of a black raccoon cat, and the aura merged with the raccoon cat. The two looked at each other and pinched their own marks. Then a white and black ball condensed into the mouth of the raccoon cat and the white fox.

"Sealing the Dao Jade!" The two spoke almost at the same time. This was a magical power in the formation, a method that almost all commanders must master. This was a blow that gathered the consciousness and power of all the monks in the formation.

When this attack appeared, a pot suddenly appeared in front of him, and an imperial leader blocked him.

A seal fell and smashed the clay pot, but the fragments did not disappear, but instead formed a light curtain to block the huge black and white sphere flying in.

boom!

The sky was illuminated, and the blood boy from the Southern Emperor paused his movements, looked down below, silent, as if he was thinking about how to make a decision.

"Uncle Master, under the general trend, all the calculations are useless." The old man opposite the Southern Emperor Blood Child looked at the chessboard with a smile, as if he saw some key points in winning.

"Haha, maybe! It's boring to play chess on two people!" Xue Tong said with a smile.

At this time, the roar started to fight against each other again, unlike the previous close-range battle, the two sides had a distance, so they could only use large formations to attack each other.

There is no way to avoid it. This is the condensation of countless consciousnesses, so it can only be borne by the large array.

It was like volcanoes erupting, with fires soaring into the sky everywhere, and magical powers exploded, igniting plants and trees, flying like fireflies. Everything was primitive, but... it brought about killing.

The white fox's forefoot was cut off by a black sickle dozens of feet, and its body was even more rewind, but in a moment, the white fox's forefoot resumed condensation.

This was the concentration of divine power and energy, but a black furnace in front also broke down, and monks fled one by one, a huge animal skin burned and finally turned into ashes.

Several god-transforming realms left the white fox, and illusory huge scrolls appeared and swept away in a thought.

But I saw a figure sucked in by the scroll, and then a blood-colored figure appeared in the painting. Some of the figures broke through the picture, while others remained in it forever, becoming embellishments in the painting.

The two tribes retreated again because the moment they counterattacked, they lost their troops and lost their generals again. Several formation maps were broken, and the remains were still burning on the ground, which made them feel bad.

After fighting all the way, we had already arrived at the base camp of the two tribes, where restrictions burst out, and arrow feathers of hundreds of feet large flew out of the camp, and someone activated the power of the formation in the camp.

Then, he saw that a formation map exploded on Dongsheng's side, and some cultivators were directly nailed to death by huge arrows, and their bodies turned into streams of light and dissipated.

The formation maps were also split into pieces and were finally taken away by some imperial clans. The monks in the formation map had nowhere to hide, and others were guided one after another. When they looked from a distance, they saw a huge divine bird, pierced by sharp arrows, and countless flame feathers dissipated.

However, at this time, the ten great emperor monks recited mantras together, and everyone felt that their will was involuntarily boiling. The power in the formation began to concentrate. The last divine bird actually appeared, no longer an illusory state. There were two big suns in the eyes of the divine bird, and a fire dragon appeared in its mouth, which was transformed by its long tongue.

The divine bird stretched its wings. It was two long flame swords, which were thousands of miles away. At this time, the two wings slowly slashed forward, like a huge scissor, immediately cutting the sharp arrows that were still burning with magical powers. Countless light spots flew, and the long flame sword even left the body and landed in the camps of the two tribes.

There was a roar there, just like the end of the world. In a moment, the flames dissipated and became a ruin, without any vitality, even a little spark was gone... there was only a gray area!

The monks of the two tribes were shocked. Some of their controllers bit their tongues, some beat their chests and stamped their feet, and chanted curses one after another. The insect burst out with black light, and its wings actually grew out of wings. The dragon-shaped magic object also bloomed with rays of light, and the scales became red. The two magic objects began to approach and finally merged with each other.

In just a moment, a brand new creature appeared, which was a creature that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, a bird but not a bird, a bird's head, a dragon's body, a pair of wings, and a black purple light blooming all over its body.

The two tribes themselves also feel different. They are both shrouded in this creature, and they seem to be part of this creature, like feathers and scales.

For a moment, two strange creatures began to confront each other and roared together, and finally the battle broke out.

Everyone felt dizzy, but they couldn't help but control their bodies because a new consciousness was born.

"The power of the formation spirit has revived!"

Wood name said to himself that the formation spirit is the consciousness of everyone, and it merged together like a refining medicine to give birth to pills, and the same is true now.

On one side, it is sacred, with heat, and cold, with destruction. This is the form of consciousness of both creatures.

boom!

They collided together, and the earth cracked, and the magma and the river appeared, only because of the force that acted on the earth between them.

Both of them retreated, countless plants and trees were swept away, and a strong wind appeared, blowing the peaks into powder, but then they turned directly into nothingness and were vaporized.

The divine bird grabbed the crystal ore from a mountain with one claw, and the fire dragon in his mouth wrapped around it. Suddenly, the crystal ore merged, and the crystal mines changed all day long, and finally condensed into a divine sword.

The bird-dragon-shaped creature on the opposite side roared in its mouth, and a claw buckled towards the ground. Suddenly, magma appeared under it, and a black mist spit out of its mouth. The black mist fell into the magma, and the magma immediately cooled down. Then the magma flew into the air and fell into its hand, turning into a long whip. The whip was dotted with sparks and red patterns, which seemed to crack at any time, but it also had an extremely solid feeling.

The divine sword was slashed out without magical powers and extremely hard, but it cut the void open, and the long whip was entangled like a spiritual snake. There was no magic, but the earth was ignited.

The divine bird and the bird dragon approached again, both of which had wings, and they were all slashed out at this time, just like four divine swords hitting, the light of fire filled the air, countless feathers were burned, and countless scales were blown up and turned into light spots.

Accompanied by the miserable voices of monks, this blow caused both winged monks to be shocked, and some monks even turned into powder.

But the two creatures are still entangled, even if they are separated, their weapons are constantly colliding.

The dazzling magic sword kept falling fragments, and pieces fell into the mountains in the distance. The mountain exploded directly. It was made of crystals made of countless crystals, but they were all burned.

The long whip also broke one after another, and finally became a golden mace, with broken magma flowing in the mountains.

In every collision, monks were bleeding, one of the divine birds drooped, a huge hole appeared, and the formation diagram was broken, and there was a broken place.

However, the claws of the bird dragon opposite were also cut off, their bodies shaking, and several array diagrams were attacked, which were difficult to repair for a while.

However, the battle continued, and both of them tried their best. The feathers of the divine bird were burned and turned into flames to flood the bird dragon opposite.

The feathers and scales of the bird and dragon turned into blades and slashed towards the divine bird.

Finally, the two made a cry and each rolled back. The divine bird fell into a river. The river dried up in an instant, and the riverbed cracked even more, as if it was burned by heavenly fire.

The bird and dragon on the opposite side were transferred into a valley, and the valley immediately turned into dust, like a handful of dust, extremely fragile.

The various imperial clans became solemn, and they communicated with each other, but a will came directly, sweeping away their consciousness. The divine bird stood up again, and the same was true for the bird and dragon.

It seems that this battle... either you die or I die!

This is the consciousness of everyone. Too many people still have to fight to the death, so even if someone in the imperial clan wants to quit, it will definitely not work.

The divine bird stood up, and the flames appeared all over his body again, and he wanted to achieve Nirvana!

The shape of the divine bird has changed, much smaller than before, but its whole body is full of fighting spirit, without any injuries, and its drooping wings have also recovered, and countless patterns appear, with the smell of destruction.

The bird and dragon had a layer of skin, and a dark dragon-shaped creature appeared. This time it was no longer the bird and dragon body, but seemed to have turned into a dragon, with a sacred light appearing.

hold head high!

A dragon roar stirs the void!

Chiu!

A phoenix sounded, sweeping the wind and clouds!

The two culled at each other again, but suddenly, a golden demon-subduing pestle hit the two, and a divine light came!

At the same time, a golden arhat appeared.

Everyone was shocked, and a shadow appeared in front of everyone. The shadow gradually became clear, but it was a bald monk, or rather an Arhat.

The Arhat was not big, only six feet tall, which was much smaller than a dragon and a phoenix, but the aura emitted was only strong and not weak.

"Amitabha!" The Buddha's name was recited out, and the golden light of the arhat dissipated, revealing its true body. However, after seeing the arhat's true body, everyone was shocked.

The Arhat had three heads and six arms, and the three heads looked at one side, but they were all angry.

"The Buddha has three angers, which is anger Buddha, and it is the unity of the three bodies!" Someone said the true body of this arhat, which is the legendary Buddhist three angers.

But I didn't expect that it was in this form. At the same time, everyone was shocked. Is this the attitude of the Buddhist sect? It was rumored that when the Angry Buddha appeared, it was a bloody storm and everyone said that the Buddhist sect would not kill, but... they all knew that it was fake!

The Buddha was also angry. He was angry, and he drifted blood and buried millions of corpses. When hundreds of tribes were fighting, the Buddha appeared in the world and killed the sky and the earth. It was only after that that time that the Western Desert became the Pure Land of Buddhism, because all the tribes in the Western Desert were killed cleanly!

Therefore, even now, few people go west because Buddhism seems peaceful, but in fact it has unlimited murderous intentions. It is not the Pure Land, but... it is also hell, because Buddhism has opened up the six realms of reincarnation, among which there are the realm of hell and the realm of hungry ghosts.

However, at this time, the phoenix and dragon condensed by the formations of the two tribes rushed directly at the arhat after a brief pause.

"The Divine Phoenix Shows its Wings!"

"The dragon swings its tail!"

The arhat did not dodge, and let the phoenix wings slash at him, ignoring the shoveled dragon's tail swing.

"Ommani Pame Hum!"

The Buddhist Three Angers were just chanting a Buddha's name. At this time, the supernatural powers of the two penetrated through, as if his body did not exist.
To be continued...