The old lion was at a disadvantage, and the White Rhino King was directly killed, which immediately made people in the Western camp panic, and they felt that the disaster was coming.

People in the Eastern camp were excited and extremely excited. Does this indicate a big victory?

"roar!"

In the sky, there were dragon roars, which were produced by the Black Dragon King. He was very irritable and felt cold when he witnessed the two battles on the ground with his own eyes.

Especially now he has encountered an unprecedented enemy, and it is very difficult to defeat the Golden-winged Roc King.

In the sky, the black dragon hundreds of meters long was cast like steel, with thick scales and continuous collision with a golden peng that was a hundred meters long, fighting fiercely.

However, the Black Dragon King could not take advantage. On the contrary, he was torn apart by his penis claws, and there was blood.

On the ground, Chu Feng looked at the big black bull with a strange look and said, "Is this big roc the one that appeared on the Bronze Mountain?"

In the past, when he climbed the Kunlun Mountains, he saw a yak, a Tibetan mastiff, and a big golden bird gathered on the top of the bronze mountain.

"No, the sky is much more powerful, it's the one you see." said the big black bull.

The golden great repent in the sky originally belonged to Kunlun, but in the end, he went to Mount Hua alone and occupied it. However, his relationship with Kunlun was not broken.

puff!

In the air, the dragon blood spilled, and the Black Dragon King was hit again, and a terrifying claw mark appeared on his body, and he roared angrily.

In myths and legends, the golden-winged roc likes to feed on dragons and snakes. Now that I am eyeing this Western dragon, I will naturally not let it go.

Chu Feng spoke and said, "The situation in the Western camp is over. I guess we are going to attack. This time we will not only chase them, but also fight to the West!"

The old ape nodded and said, "No, how can they be arrogant? If you dare to come to Dongtu, you will have to bear the corresponding consequences. This time we will kill all the way to the West!"

"That's the point!" The Mastiff King also pointed his head.

The Eastern Camp suddenly caused a sensation.

"We have to leave." On the Western camp, the old vampire had the idea of ​​retreating. He had long had this idea to escape.

He only said to Schiller, and then suddenly a pair of bat-like wings appeared behind him, and they rushed up to the sky and were about to escape.

"Where to go!"

A sword light was extremely bright, flying from afar like a flying immortal from the sky. It was too fast, several times the sound, and caught up with the old vampire king and slashed immediately.

"Immortal Sword!"

Many people in Kunlun exclaimed.

The head of Shushan Sword Palace took action. He turned into a human body, had a handsome appearance, and sacrificed a silver flying sword to cut through the sky.

It is so dazzling, like a flying immortal with a sword, invincible, and the void seems to be about to be broken.

The old vampire king's expression changed, and he instantly raised his head, changing his direction, trying to escape from the other side.

Chih!

However, another purple flying sword rushed over, so gorgeous that it was so dazzling that people didn't dare to look directly at it. It was slashing away with a long tail light.

The white crane on the other end of Shushan Sword Palace took action and also used the flying sword to block the way.

The old vampire king roared, and powerful waves radiated all over his body, shook the flying sword, and then tried to break through again, trying to escape.

puff!

However, the two powerful men blocked each other and the two flying swords were in the air. It was difficult for him to escape. He was injured immediately. A terrible wound appeared on his body, and blood flowed.

"Fellow Taoists, let's kill the enemy together!" shouted the Mastiff King.

"Everyone, kill to the west!" the old ape also shouted.

For a moment, the turbulent and the world was lost. All the peerless masters from the Eastern camp went out together and forced forward to start a massacre.

The old master of Wudang, the immortal style and Taoist priest, had a swing of big sleeves and quickly killed him.

The head turtle of Kongtong Mountain stood upright, carrying the Bagua diagram on his back, radiating dazzling light, jumped up suddenly, stomped the mountain peaks, and left in the sky, as if flying, rushing straight to Shille.

"I want ancient yoga breathing method!" In the air, the Mauryan King was full of light, like a god, staring at the ancient yoga master Fanlin from India.

"Okay, let's kill him!" The golden crow burst into a bright flame and swooped over with the Peacock King.

The Lord of the Eight Scenery Palace and the Yuxu Palace were also taking steps and rushing towards the Western camp.

"Everyone, I am a Siberian tiger. Don't get me wrong. I just ran to Siberia to live for a while." The colorful giant tiger shouted loudly.

Then, it gritted its teeth and said, "To be honest, I grew up in the Northeast when I was a child. It is indeed half an oriental tiger. Come on, I will chase them with you."

Roar!

With a tiger roar, it swung into the Western camp, waved its big claws, slapped dozens of people to death with one slap, and started a massacre.

"Escape!"

The Western camp completely collapsed. Seeing so many peerless masters coming and their fighting spirit collapsed completely, how can we fight?

"Everyone, take care of yourself, you must survive!" Schiller yelled.

The two mysterious forces of light and darkness in his body exploded at the same time, and were so powerful that it was terrifying that it was extremely terrifying. Even the Arctic King beside him was in a state of hair.

Schiller did not meet the enemy, so he turned around and fled.

The Arctic King had regret in his eyes. He really shouldn't have come to the East. He looked at so many peerless masters rushing to the other side, and his heart was chilled, and he turned around and started to run away.

Fan Lin, an ancient yoga master from India, had a cold sweat on his bald head and had already run away first, but the Peacock King and the Golden Crow King in the sky stared at him and wanted to chase him to the end!

"Everyone, the Western Expedition begins, we will go to the West!" Chu Feng shouted.

"Kill!"
Chapter completed!