Chapter 945

Boom!

In the void of the battlefield, a space wormhole suddenly appeared, followed by black figures from the space wormhole one after another.

These figures in black gathered behind Xia Tao, and there were hundreds of figures, and most importantly, these hundreds of figures were breathtaking, with a strong evil spirit, and each of them was extremely strong.

Daozun!

Hundreds of figures suddenly appeared, and all of them were Taoist masters!!!

"This, this..."

On the battlefield, everyone was stunned.

Hundreds of Taoist dignitaries, this is the big stroke of the Xia nationality?

"No, these people, although they feel that they are indeed Taoist masters, their breath is a little strange." Bauhinia island Master murmured.

Everyone else noticed.

Each of these people in black robes has a very strange breath. That breath is a kind of dead breath, just like the breath of those martial artists who are about to meet their deadline. Don't forget that in the eternal world, the life of the strong in the eternal realm can be called eternal.

The Taoist priest is naturally more ancient. As long as he is not killed by others, he will hardly die. But what is the matter with the Taoist priest who is so dead in front of hundreds of people?

"This is the immortal army of Xia nationality? There are as many as 100 people?" Leng Di looked at the hundreds of figures, and his pupils shrank secretly.

Xia clan has an immortal legion, she knows, and she also knows the origin of this immortal Legion.

This immortal Legion is the Xia clan who got an extremely vicious secret skill by chance. That secret skill can open up a way at the top of an eternal realm in a short time and become a Taoist priest, but the cost is extremely huge.

But those who practice this secret skill to reach the Taoist priest, first of all, after they become the Taoist priest, they can only be the most common or even the weakest one turn Taoist priest, and secondly, their life will be greatly limited.

For 100000 years, no matter who cultivates this secret skill and becomes a Taoist priest, he can only survive for 100000 years. After 100000 years, no matter what method he uses, he will undoubtedly die.

The Xia clan has always cultivated the immortal Legion. Whenever someone dies in the immortal legion, there will be new people immediately. Over the years, the Xia clan has paid an unimaginable price to maintain the existence of the immortal Legion. Just at the top of the eternal realm, many people die.

"Although the cost is higher, the effect is also great. After so many years of accumulation, now the immortal Legion is finally in use." Xia Tao sneered, and at this time, from the hundreds of people in black robes, a strong old man with some dignity came over and stood side by side with Xia Tao.

"Is that Xia Ming?"

"Xia Ming, the last owner of the Xia family?"

"I heard that this old man died a million years ago, but how can he live well now?"

Seeing the strong old man, the battlefield was full of exclamation.

The former head of the Xia family, in terms of strength, is even stronger than Xia Tao. It is estimated that compared with the level of emperor Xiao and Emperor Leng, he does not show much concession, and is still alive?

"Hum, Xia clan, it's really deep." Leng Di smiled coldly at this.

If at ordinary times, she knew these cards hidden by the Xia clan, she might be a little afraid, but now she and the Xia clan are in the same camp. The stronger the strength of the Xia clan, the greater the help to the current situation.

"Do it." Xia Tao glanced at the strong old man Xia Ming next to him.

Xia Ming nodded slightly and immediately waved his big hand, "immortal legion, go!"

Boom!

The immortal legion, with hundreds of Taoist dignitaries, instantly set off and rushed into the battlefield.

"Not good!"

"Big trouble!"

Emperor Xiao, Emperor Yun and the strong in his own camp were all stunned.

Originally, their camp has gradually gained the upper hand, but now, as soon as the immortal army of Xia nationality appeared, the terrible force completely opened a huge gap in the strength of the lineup of the two camps. The victory or defeat of this war also instantly tilted sharply towards the cold emperor and Xia nationality.

"Stop, try to stop them!"

"These Taoist zuns are just the most common and weakest level of Taoist zuns. Be careful, there are still opportunities."

Emperor Xiao repeatedly shouted low.

But no matter how he called, it was a fact that hundreds of Taoist priests from the other side joined the battlefield. Even though their strength was very weak, the number was too terrible. Almost in an instant, the camp of emperor Xiao was completely crushed, and even began to appear the color of rout. One Taoist priest after another was killed by the immortal army of Xia clan.

Like the ten gods of war who emperor Xiao sat down, only one fell in the previous war, but now as soon as the immortal Legion joined, only a moment later, three fell, and even emperor Jing suffered a heavy blow.

"Emperor Xiao can't stop it. We can't stop it!" Beiming Hao, the head of the Beiming clan, shouted repeatedly.

Emperor Xiao's face was gloomy.

"Are you going to run away with your tail between your legs like the last time?" He clenched his hands and murmured, but his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

not reconciled to!

He is not reconciled!

On the other side

"The sword is unparalleled, the sword is unparalleled..." Leng Rushuang ignored the changes in the battlefield. After the ancient god Gu Tong of the Seven Star royal family appeared and stopped the fortune teller, she immediately rushed to the pit below.

Her beautiful face is with unprecedented anxiety. After all, she saw your fortune teller pierce your unparalleled chest with one finger before.

At the bottom of the pit, cold as frost finally found the unparalleled place of the sword.

At the moment, Jian Wushuang was lying quietly under the pit. The blood hole the size of a bowl in his chest was being repaired at an amazing speed, and most of it had been repaired by now. Seeing the cold as frost, Jian Wushuang grinned, "don't worry, I'm fine."

Seeing that Jian Wushuang was still alive, cold as frost also relaxed.

She did not know that the sword unparalleled breakthrough reached the third step against the sky. After immortality, it was difficult for him to die. The old fortune teller had pierced his chest and broken his heart, but he could still live well, and the Gu king in his body, as a thousand feet looking at the moon, was the most powerful repair ability, which had been rapidly recovering his injury.

Up to now, it has been repaired almost.

"The situation in the battlefield is very bad now. Go and help elder Xiao di. Don't worry about me. I will recover completely soon." Jian Wushuang said solemnly.

Leng Rushuang glanced at Jian Wushuang's almost repaired chest, and a trace of determination flashed at the bottom of his heart, even if he immediately turned and went to the battlefield.

In the pit, Jian Wushuang lay there, but his consciousness communicated with the Gu king.

"King Gu, I remember you said before that if you really encounter a crisis, you can forcibly absorb King Luo Zhen's blood essence and win a glimmer of vitality?" Jian Wushuang asked.

"What do you want to do?" Gu Wang's voice became obviously nervous.

"What do you say?" Jian Wushuang smiled coldly.

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