The stench that came out after burning was poisonous to the point of death.

The Witch God's utilization of the dead corpses of servants has also reached its peak. Several Witch Gods who practiced Nether Energy pointed at the corpses with their fingertips, and dozens of servant corpses immediately flew straight into the sky mark and exploded violently, destroying the sky.

The extraterrestrial demon gods who were reorganizing their formation in the black screen of the trace exploded loose, and several muscular wizard gods who were obviously top-notch close combat experts rushed into the trace.

There was a loud noise, and only three of the eight witch gods who entered escaped completely. These three people were also covered with terrible wounds that were hundreds of feet long. The pale golden blood of the gods was sprinkled like a waterfall. The three of them had just rushed out of the sky mark.

As soon as they took a step, they fell to the ground. Their servants rushed up, dragged their legs and ran wildly into the camp, dragging a long bloody trail on the ground. But the three witch gods were still proud of themselves.

Laughing wildly: "Over 100,000, we killed over 100,000!"

Crazy laughter resounded throughout the battlefield, and Xia Jie and Qi Xin frowned when they heard it. The three witch gods killed more than 100,000 extraterritorial demon gods in such a short period of time. Are those demon gods too weak, or are the witch gods too strong? However, ten

Ten thousand, this number is too scary? In the Daxia army, one hundred thousand people is a small number that can be easily discarded, but for the gods and wizards, their total population is not even one million, one hundred thousand

It’s an incredible astronomical number.

"Roar!" A roar came from the sky mark. Hundreds of demon gods, who were also over 10,000 feet tall, had huge horns on their heads, were covered in thick full-body armor, and were covered with black smoke and clouds. They strode out of the sky mark.

They formed a horizontal line and rushed out. Behind them, a million people lined up in a phalanx, striding out to fight.

That is to say, the sky mark has expanded to hundreds of miles wide. Otherwise, how could these demon gods form such a large formation? According to the scale of Xu Kuan in the past, it would be enough for one person to stand up to the sky with such a high-level demon god at one time. This time, it will be all at once.

Nearly a thousand high-level demon gods poured out, and the Witch King's face was thrashed.

"How come there are so many?" Huo Ji, who had just wiped out all the monsters within a radius of dozens of miles with a stick, howled in frustration: "Witch King, join forces and kill them!"

The nearly 10,000 witch gods did not care about the so-called dignity and face of the gods, and chaotically surrounded the nearly 1,000 high-level demon gods. They beat one out of ten, and the sky was filled with all kinds of divine lights flashing violently.

The energy flow rushed out tens of thousands of miles randomly, blasting out huge ditches on the ground. The earth was shaking, the sky was roaring, and the corpses of demon gods kept falling from the sky. Occasionally, the demon god who refused to die was still dying.

Play a self-destruction, and immediately a void with a radius of dozens of miles will collapse, sucking in all the nearby messy corpses.

"I finally understand how the corpse of the gods that fell outside the city of Yifengdanlu came from last time." Xia Jie couldn't help but nodded repeatedly when he saw the desperate tactics of these demon gods.

Qi Xin's eyes were watery, she bit Xia Jie hard, and said vaguely: "What a pity! How many top-notch witch medicine can be refined with so many divine corpses, divine blood, and divine essence!"

The little girl Qingmin appeared out of nowhere. She stared blankly at the dozens of holes that were being healed in the void, and suddenly sighed: "What a pity! So many divine corpses, divine blood, and divine spirits.

How much top-quality voodoo can be refined with Qi!"

Xia Jie's face twitched and he said nothing.

The Witch King raised the bone staff in his hand, and countless evil ghosts dragged black smoke out of the bone staff, letting out soul-stirring screams. The Witch King pressed several divine arts with his left hand, and the mysterious light on the bone staff flashed, one after another.

Vicious witchcraft is flying all over the sky, and there is often a black-armored demon god who is plotted by the witchcraft. Suddenly his body becomes limp and weak, his movements become slow in an instant, and he is easily strangled by the besieging witch-gods.

Nearly a thousand high-level demon gods held out for less than an hour under the almost shameless siege of more than ten thousand wizard gods, and all their blood spilled on the battlefield. But at this time, the sky mark actually expanded to more than 500 miles wide, and even drums were beating in the distance.

The Emperor of Heaven, who was urging the battle, shouted in surprise, and ordered a group of divine generals to lead several teams of Heavenly Gods to come closer and observe the situation on the battlefield.

The scale of the Tianhen Demonic Wave outbreak this time was definitely beyond the expectations of the Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King. But the Emperor of Heaven was really worried, and the Witch King's serious expression could not hide the smile on his lips. Tianhen

The more demon gods on the opposite side rushed out and became stronger, the greater the benefit to him. The Witch King wished that the top demon gods would rush out now and attract all the gods' armies to the battlefield.

As for whether there will be too many demon gods rushing towards them, and whether even his lineage of witch gods will be unable to stop them, the witch king has no such worries at all. He has other back-ups.

Together with the nearly a thousand high-level demon gods, the millions of extraterrestrial troops that rushed out from the sky mark seemed to be expendable. These soldiers, who were similar in shape to ordinary people and had ugly and savage looks, only had the strength of two or even three cauldrons.

Not to mention the strength of the powerful witches, not to mention the threat they pose to the witch gods, even the servants of the witch gods can easily kill these weak enemies. Often a powerful witchcraft can kill nearly 10,000 soldiers within a radius of several miles.

Exploded to death.

When the Witch God and the Demon God were fighting, the servants of the Witch God at the back did not dare to get too close to the battlefield. They just used witchcraft to bombard the enemies who rushed out of the sky mark from a distance. After the Witch God destroyed the nearly a thousand demon gods, the Witch God

The servants immediately rushed forward with high fighting spirit, killing millions of enemies in one go, and blood flowed all over the ground. Even the servants who were excited to kill rushed into the dark sky mark with screams.

, but not a single bubble splashed, and there was no sound.

After nearly a thousand high-level demon gods and millions of demon armies were annihilated, the sky marks suddenly calmed down. Not to mention the demon gods, not even the low-level monsters rushed out.

An unsettling aura circulated on the battlefield.

The sky mark with a width of five hundred miles is something that has never happened since the sky mark appeared. Which outbreak of demonic tide did not cause huge casualties to the gods and wizards? After the sky mark expanded, the Asura on the opposite side

Didn't they come rushing over like they were desperate? But this time, a five-hundred-mile-wide sky mark stood darkly between heaven and earth, but no creature appeared. This strange situation made the Witch King cautiously order the Witch Gods to move back.

After withdrawing nearly a thousand miles, he cautiously watched the movement on the other side of Tianhen.

The Emperor of Heaven also noticed something was wrong, and he personally led many Heavenly Lords and Divine Generals over. Even if the Emperor of Heaven was so wary of the Witch King, he would not dare to make fun of Tianhen's safety. The Asura Demon Gods on the opposite side seemed to be wasting away.

Not only that, once their number exceeds an order of magnitude, the Emperor of Heaven has no confidence in suppressing them on the other side of the sky mark. Therefore, the Emperor of Heaven leaves a group of confidants in the periphery to alert the Witch Gods.

He still led the troops forward in person.

The Witch King glanced at the Emperor of Heaven and said solemnly: "These Asura Demon Gods are less afraid of death than us Witch Gods."

The Emperor of Heaven nodded in agreement: "So, every time the demonic tide breaks out and the sky mark expands, they will always pour out continuously until the sky mark finally returns to its original state."

The Witch King pointed in the direction of Tianhen and said with some worry: "The situation is not right. Either we have killed them all over the years, or..."

The Emperor of Heaven sneered a few times and said in a low voice: "Whether it's a god or a witch god, it takes thousands of years to conceive and tens of thousands of years to give birth to children. Our tribe's growth rate is extremely slow. But this group of guys...every hundred years or so, there are people who pretend to be

Their ancestors and fathers came out with slogans of revenge and wanted to fight with our people. They reproduce a hundred times faster than us, so how can we kill them all?"

The Witch King sighed: "Then, they are preparing for some big moves."

The Emperor of Heaven nodded: "That's right. In all these years, there has never been a demon god who can compete with the strongest god general under your command. Maybe this time..."

A loud and crazy scream interrupted the conversation between the two. The violent howl, full of unreasonable destruction, shook the ground that was healing automatically on the Tianhen battlefield. Countless huge cracks once again appeared, shaking

The blood of the corpses of the killed demon gods and demon army soldiers on the ground jumped up one after another, converging into a huge blood ball in the air.

"The method of blood sacrifice! It is similar to the spells of the Witch God lineage." The Emperor of Heaven mocked the Witch King while he was busy.

The Witch King pretended not to hear the ridicule in the Emperor's words. He said seriously: "The art of blood sacrifice! Moreover, it is similar to the prayer ceremony that our lineage of witch gods informs the ancestors of heaven and earth before going out for battle."

The blood balls in the air suddenly lost their color, and the flesh and blood essence inside disappeared out of thin air. A violent and crazy aura of destruction came from the sky mark, the earth began to tremble, and the dull sound of footsteps resounded throughout the world.

Xingtian Dafeng, who was standing next to Xia Jie and peering around, exclaimed: "God, the ground is shaking so hard. How big are the people who came out?" Xingtian Dafeng glanced at Jicang who was standing next to him in horror. Jicang

With a body of nearly 20,000 feet tall, it is considered terrifyingly large among the sorcerer gods who have always been extremely huge. But when Jicang was walking, there was no such big movement?

‘Boom’, an extremely huge palm covered with black scales protruded from the sky mark and struck the land of heaven heavily.

After a violent roar, an indescribably large black dragon with twelve legs and twenty-four wings slowly emerged from the sky mark. The appearance of this black dragon was generally similar to the dragon that Xia Jie was familiar with.

It just has eight more long legs and twelve pairs of wings. And the three big heads growing on the neck of this black dragon are also not found in normal dragons.

This black dragon was nearly ten miles thick. He slowly stretched out his body from the sky mark, and then his body slowly rose up. He flew higher and higher, and the body he emerged from became longer and longer. Finally, he had a length of

The huge body of more than a thousand miles slowly emerged from the sky mark, and he also flew into the sky more than a hundred miles above the ground. The huge body covered the sky and the sun, and when the twenty-four wings flapped, the world between heaven and earth

Hundreds of horn hurricanes were set off, and the terrifying wind roar could scare the timid people to death.

All the gods and wizard gods present swept their spiritual thoughts towards the black dragon at the same time. Countless powerful divine thoughts severely washed away the giant dragon. The void around the giant dragon was distorted for a while, and it was almost not affected by these.

The scanned divine thoughts were torn into pieces.

The Emperor of Heaven's face darkened: "Abominable thing, its body is stronger than the strongest fighting god in your lineage of witch gods. What kind of monster is this!"

The Witch King's face was extremely ugly: "Damn thing, the magic power is more abundant than the strongest mage in your lineage of gods. What kind of bastard is this!"

But both the Emperor of Heaven and the Witch King had to admit that this was a beast that would cause them a lot of trouble. A beast that would take a lot of effort to kill even if they took action in person. But that was all. Its strength was approximate.

A god equivalent to the peak of the Nine Heavens, but with such strength, it is still easy to kill it.

Nan Yi also saw this, and she sneered disdainfully: "We put on a huge scene, consuming the lives of nearly a thousand high-level demon gods and millions of subordinates in a blood sacrifice before going out, and just released such a thing?

Are you looking down on us too much? I want this little insect, and I can use its spine to refine witchcraft weapons."

Nan Yi weighed her own strength and tried to get a little injured. She was still capable of killing this black dragon. Maybe the injury would be serious, but it is conceivable that such a magical and unprecedented black dragon could be refined with it.

How powerful will the witchcraft be? A good witchcraft must be made with good materials. As a female, Nan Yi knows this better than those crude wizards and gods.

No one competed with the Nan Yi for the opportunity to kill the black dragon. The gods were eager to let the witch gods take action, but the witch gods, no one wanted to provoke the Nan Yi.

With a smile on his face, Nan Yi pulled out a strange scimitar that was more than 3,000 feet long. This scimitar was shaped like a half-moon and was made up of countless human skeletons. At a glance, the person on this scimitar was

The number of skulls will not be less than one hundred thousand. Moreover, each skull has a strange flash of light. It is obvious that the owners of these skeletons had extremely strong cultivation before they were turned into scimitars. Let’s take a look at this scimitar.

, the army of servants of the Witch Gods collectively showed expressions of extreme fear, knowing where the material of this scimitar came from.

"Little reptile, come down! I will inlay your skull on the handle of the knife, and your spine will be used as the spine of my witch sword!" Nan Yi stood under the black dragon, wisps of it.

The evil gray energy emerged from her body and gradually turned into a huge net, moving towards the black dragon cover.

The three big heads of the black dragon slowly dripped, and its six huge eyes turned. A ray of mocking and pity flashed through, and all the gods and wizard gods present saw that cold light.

The Witch King exclaimed: "Nan Yi! Retreat!"

It was too late. A black shadow suddenly flashed out from behind the big horn in the middle of the black dragon's head, passing over Nan Yi's body with an obscure cold light.

With a 'poof' sound, Nan Yi's right arm holding the sword was cut off at shoulder level.

Nan Yi roared wildly, covered the huge wound on his right shoulder with his left hand, turned around and ran away. A stream of pale golden blood spilled from Nan Yi's wound, and soon the blood turned into a dark, sticky liquid.

.The black, foul-smelling liquid dripped onto the ground, and each drop melted the ground into a hole the size of a water tank.

When Nan Yi ran back to the Witch God's camp, his right upper body was almost completely corroded. Under the pale skeleton, his internal organs, which were also surrounded by black mucus, were shrinking rapidly. Nan Yi howled at the top of his lungs and pointed at the Witch King.

She shouted: "Help!" Then she spat out a mouthful of smelly black blood and fell down in front of the Witch King.

The corner of the Witch King's eyes twitched and he shouted angrily: "Heal him quickly! Take Nan Yi back and take care of him carefully."
To be continued...