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Chapter 392 Blood Sea Chaos

Ran Deng is not stupid, but is very smart. He understands the principle of capturing the king first to capture the thief. Before the killing machine of the Heavenly Court began, he will kill Liu Er Mihou, the commander of the Heavenly Court. At that time, the Buddhist army can naturally sweep the heavenly court. However, what he thought seemed too simple.

Under the training of Liu'er Mihou, the army of Heaven is like a perpetual motion machine. Every general of Heavenly Heaven can have a high tacit understanding without command. This degree of inconvenience is the real killing move of the Heavenly Heavenly Army. Even if Liu'er Mihou is killed, the army of Heaven will not be in chaos, so it is useless to burn the lamp.

Sure enough, just as Lan Deng and Liu Er Mihou met, the Heavenly Court Shenji Camp was still shooting flat, and millions of arrow rain fell into the Buddhist camp in the second round. Another scream of tragic sound continued. The Buddhist soldiers and horses were not fools and would not become targets for others, so they reacted for a moment and rushed up to fight against the Heavenly Court soldiers and horses.

"Shoot upwards, forty-five degrees!" Seeing the Buddhist people rushing up, the generals of the Shenji Camp immediately ordered.

"Shoot upwards, sixty degrees!" Buddhists were getting closer and closer.

"Photos, ninety degrees!"

After five baptisms of arrow rain, almost millions of people in Buddhism fell into the sea of ​​blood. When they saw the Buddhists rushing up, the soldiers in the Heavenly Court were not idle. Liu Er Mihou was not there, so naturally someone commanded: "The single-horned cavalry, the soldiers are divided into two routes, left and right, chariots, go up!"

Rumbled, more than a hundred chariots in the Heavenly Court rushed forward, storming the Buddhist camp, while the cavalry surrounded the left and right, and rushed back and forth. Soon, tens of millions of Buddhist soldiers were defeated. To fight with regular troops like the Heavenly Court, Buddhism, like the witch clan, is far from enough, the number of people and magic power cultivation.

1 plus 1 is not equal to two in many cases. Therefore, the power of heaven is too powerful.

However, on the front battlefield, the soldiers of the Heavenly Court were indeed powerful, but when facing Randeng, the quasi-saint, the Heavenly Court seemed to have no power to resist. Randeng used his magic power to travel back and forth among the heavy infantry in the Heavenly Court, and soon came to Liu'er Mihou. Liu'er Mihou was seriously injured at this moment, but he still barely opened his eyes.

The golden light riot in his eyes and said, "The dog thief of the lamp, come and take his life."

Regardless of the pain on his body, Liu'er Mihou rushed up. The fire stick in his hand was stained with blood, and the dazzling blood-colored light became even more strange. With one stick, Liu'er Mihou almost dissipated all his magic power. Lan Deng looked at Liu'er Mihou's desperate fighting style and had to retreat.

After all, the Daluo Jinxian didn't have much good fruit to eat when he leaned on it, and at least he would weaken his magic power. So Randeng held the idea of ​​one go, and then fading away, and did not fight against the monkey head-on, but Randeng soon felt a kind of fear.

Because the fire stick in the monkey's hand became more and more bloody, which was very strange.

It would be fine if it was just like this. While it was strange, the monkey had obviously dispersed all its magic power, but after one blow, the magic power condensed again, which was even stronger than before. The next stick fell down again, dispersed all its magic power again, and this cycle was repeated. Lan Deng could feel that the Liu'er Mihou became stronger and he was less and less afraid to compete with him head-on.

Blood invaded the fire stick bit by bit, and the eyes of Liu'er Mihou began to shine with blood-like light: "Ran Deng, will you escape? Come here, come and fight with grandpa!"

Ran Deng was shocked and said to himself: What kind of exercise is this?

However, Liu'er Mihou comes from Qingyang Island, so he doesn't dare to spy on anything again. He can only unconsciously avoid Liu'er Mihou's offensive. Others use all their strength to fight against some of your magic power, how can you win? If you resist with all your magic power, you will also disperse all your magic power. But Liu'er Mihou can still gather together after dispersing all your magic power. Can you?

So the quasi-saint Randeng had no choice but to be defeated by the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal Liu'er Mihou.

"What an amazing skill!" Even the Styx felt a hint of coldness.

The army of Heaven and the disciples of Buddhism were already entangled, but Buddhism was obviously at a disadvantage. Although its overall strength was higher than that of Heaven, the chariot of Heaven was like a meat grinder, and it would die if it touched. No one in Buddhism dared to plunder its sharp edge. As long as he touched the steel knife on the chariot, he would immediately launch the formation and turn into a pool of blood.

The Buddhists who rushed over from the sea of ​​blood were forced to retreat to the sea of ​​blood again, and the Liu'er Mihou also forced the Lan Deng to the sea of ​​blood. The two were still entangled. As for Maitreya Buddha and Kinnara, they were entangled by the River Styx and could not come forward to help. This melee became more and more elusive.

On the edge of the sea of ​​blood, above the weak water, a black figure stood steadily. His eyes stared at the satisfied smile on the face of Liu'er Mihou, and said, "It seems that Brother Chen's set of laws of the God of War is indeed fierce. Fight, fight, the end of the world is coming. I wonder what will happen?"

As he said that, the man sighed and said, "I'm going to do my own thing too!"

As he said that, a light and shadow flashed and disappeared on the weak water. The battle on the sea of ​​blood did not join the saint, and it was just a stalemate, but the Buddhist sect must have taken over the loss. The millions of Buddha soldiers had lost more than half of it at this moment, and the Heavenly Court was also injured. Such a rush was too exhausted.

Both sides are fighting less and less. At this time, in the six realms of reincarnation, Xiang Liu kept paced back and forth in the palace of Houtu, saying: "When can we send troops, and when can we send troops!"

As he said that, his rapid gaze confronted Houtu and said, "Empress, when will we be able to send troops?"

Houtu was speechless, Xiangliu said impatiently: "It will be too late for the Empress to not send troops again. Buddhism has retreated step by step, and the two guys Zhunti and Jie Yin have not appeared yet, Empress!!"

"Wait, wait a little longer~~" Houtu finally spoke.

Houtu had the idea of ​​Houtu. If both Heavenly Court and Buddhism were injured in both the defeat, then they would naturally be unable to do anything to the six realms of reincarnation. However, once Cunti and Jie Yin appeared, the result of the matter would be different. So Houtu was waiting for the two Buddhist leaders to appear, but she hoped that both Buddhism and Heavenly Court could suffer both the defeat, which would be the best.
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