908 Chapter 907: Grass Mustard (2/2)

“Avenge the Son and kill him. ”

Someone roared, and then the demon was also besieged by many disciples of the Yang Holy Sect, but the demon laughed.

“Huh, a bunch of ants come looking for death, all of you. ”

Even though he was badly wounded, the demon remained fearless, and of course, there were many demonic fighters beside him.

The two sides fought hard, but because the son on the people's side was slaughtered, the situation on this battlefield quickly turned sharply, and the people's side was defeated, and the Demons, led by this demon, were in a rainbow.

The son also died in battle. Of course, this is not an example. As the battle continues, the son demon dies again, but this time the demon of the demon race is the one who killed him. Heron is Xiao Dun's big brother Dunling.

Dusty Ling's opponent was this time a demon from the Blue tribe, and after a fierce war, Dusty Ling succeeded in killing him, cutting off the demon's head with one knife.

Watching Dust Ling kill the demon, the people in this battlefield are confident, the momentum is like a rainbow, and they drink with anger.

“Kill, kill all these demons. ”

The son demon successively appeared in the situation of the true king, everyone knew what was going to happen next, even the son demon began to die, then should the saints on both sides be told next?

People were right that on the third day of the battle, the fallout of the saints appeared, and this time, it was the saints of the people who thought they were from the heavenly sacraments.

The two armies, which were already fighting, suddenly started raining blood over the sky, and at the same time it seemed as if there was a crying voice coming from the sky.

All of a sudden, everyone was stunned, and many knew what such a mutation represented.

Crying is the cry of heaven, while blood rain is the cry of heaven, and why do tears and tears cry every day? That's because the saints have fallen.

Because of the fall of the saints, the sky cried, and with the coming of blood rain, above the sky, a space crack appeared, and from the void, a man covered in blood, clothed, and without breath of life appeared in everyone's eyes.

This is a human saint who, looking at the clothing on him, should be from the heavenly sacrament, but at this moment, this once noble sacramental saint is already a corpse, after three days of hard war, the heavenly sacramental saint has fallen.

No one knows which demonic saint killed him, but with the fall of the saint, the cruelty of the war was truly unveiled.

At this moment, everyone knows that no one is absolutely safe under the war, where human life is like grass mustard, not just for ordinary martial artists to face the threat of death at any moment, even for saints.

Under such a war, the saints are no longer invincible, much less immortal legends, even if you are a saint, but in such a battle you will die, just like this holy saint of heaven.

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