Pang Kuohai ran the knife immediately: "Let these remnants know how useful my Heavenly Court Navy's knife is!"

Princess Wenqing waved her hand suddenly, and shouted, "Emperor Que Palace, draw the bow!"

"Huh!"

Tens of thousands of divine bows are full of strings like the moon, tens of thousands of heavenly court navy guns are in hand, countless golden crow **** feathers are dancing, and the magic flowers bloom out of magical light!

"kill!!!"

"Swish swish..."

This was a scene full of millions of powerful men fighting each other. Looking at it, just a moment when the divine arrow flew by made the Bihai Divine Palace red with blood!

Pang Kuohai raised the battle flag in one hand and Yanyue Knife in the other, rushing forward, and Qin Yichen beside him was no less inferior!

Bi Xuanzhu looked in her eyes, her face was cold and stern, and her spirit continued to bloom with divine power: "It is you again, an old dog of the emperor who is willing to work hard when he speaks a word, and an innate sword **** who has repeatedly offended my clan, old man. Take your blood to sacrifice to the emperor first!"

"Boom boom boom..."

The overwhelming supernatural powers are vast and terrifying. In front of this battle, I don't know how many strong people have fallen with every breath, and Bi Xuanzhu's strength is terrifying, and suddenly he grabbed the unleveled sharp spear with one hand and smiled.

"It turns out to be the little boy of the Weiyang clan! The old man doesn't have a deep grudge with your clan, why are you so desperate? It's because the Weiyang clan has a concubine?"

"Now let the old man go, maybe there is still a chance!"

Weiping roared angrily: "Fuck you! I will press you to the heavens and behead in public!"

Looking at it, Qin Yichen's magic sword Ling Ling, drifting in the sea water filled with the blood of the gods and the blood, every time it strokes it, it can smash how many spirits of the Bihai clan!

"Save people! Save people first!"

The fighting was fierce, but the hundreds of thousands of imperial armies had not forgotten that their primary goal was to save the same tribe on the altar first!

As long as there is no blood sacrifice, no matter how difficult the Bihai clan's imperial weapon is to support, the Bihai remnants will undoubtedly lose. Similarly, they will save the same clan and become more and more powerful. Just like Qin Yichen said, the chance of winning will also be greater!

Unknowingly, this abandoned son, which was weighed by all parties and decided to abandon, has gradually become a risky move to determine victory or defeat!

"kill!"

Heavenly Court navy can be said to be brave and good at fighting. Soon I saw a god, leading thousands of navy, around to the side of the front battlefield, rushing towards the altar!

In the eyes of the gods of the day, saving people does not seem to be difficult, as long as those of the same race on the altar are caught and dragged down, it will be successful!

And every time a person is dragged, they will have an extra helper, and victory seems to be in sight...

"Brothers, here I am!"

However, when a group of heavenly navy masters just flew to the altar, they saw the kneeling Zhengchu Dao Zun's face suddenly changed, and shouted: "Be careful!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, the divine power used by many heavenly navy masters to support the flight seemed to be swallowed by a whale, and directly poured into the altar, and they also landed in a crash!

To be precise, it was too late to land, and was chopped into pieces by the strong Bihai clan guarding the altar. The blood and bones were scattered all over the place, but in the blink of an eye, the altar seemed to be sucked into it.

"Why, how could this be?!"

Only when the **** of court was struggling to support that day, he suddenly discovered that it was not his divine power disappeared, but as long as the divine power was activated, it would be absorbed by the altar!

This seems to be no different from disappearing!

However, the Heavenly Court God Monarch had just guessed the answer and was brutally dismembered by several Bihai Clan. This scene, like a basin of icy cold water, caused the imperial army, who had been fighting to fight, suddenly changed their expressions.

"This altar is weird!"

"Our strength will be absorbed by the altar!"

Many powerhouses panicked. Originally, he was a bit contemptuous. Those who were suppressed on the altar kneel down, but if they resisted a little bit, the Bihai Clan couldn't be so rampant.

But now they understand that it is not that the captured comrades are willing to be the sacrifices of the Bihai clan, but that they have no right to resist!

Once the power of the gods and magic powers are urged, they will be absorbed by the altar to maintain the power of the Bihai emperor. However, the strong Bihai clan standing on the altar is not affected at all.

Moreover, a large part of the reason why these hundreds of thousands of imperial powers chose to fight to the death was because they knew that there were hundreds of thousands of brothers waiting for them at the altar.

Whether it is the **** of the race or the increased combat power after saving the same clan, they have given them courage.

But this scene before him can't help but shake the rise of all the emperors.

And the Taoist priest of the Bihai clan holding a sea axe with a grimace, condescending, kicked down a **** emperor, and rolled his head with one axe: "Come on! Who is not afraid of death, come again!"

The Daoist of the Bihai Clan was named Bi Kuang. At this moment, with his own power, many powerful emperors who killed directly did not dare to approach the altar again!

"General, what should I do!?"

In the chaos army, Pang Kuohai's confidant's voice trembled. If people can't be saved, all their sacrifices are in vain!

Pang Kuohai also gritted his teeth anxiously: "Once you set foot on the altar, the divine power cannot be used, you can only rely on the power of the flesh god..."

Although they can break the mountain with a punch and break the waves with their physical strength, their combat power will be greatly reduced. On the other hand, the Bihai Clan relies on the geographical advantage, and it is not too easy to kill them!

Princess Wenqing also wiped the blood from her face and killed her: "The key is that we go up to save people and fight with these remnants. Whether it is injured or fallen, the blood and power of the gods will only be absorbed by the altar..."

In other words, fighting on the altar, whether it is the death of one's own person or the death of the strong emperor clan, the Bihai clan does not mind, and there is no harm in it!

And Bi Xuanzhu also took the opportunity to go mad, and the killing emperor army backed back again and again: "Come on! I want to save people! This deity will let you all die here, and become a sacrifice for the restoration of our clan!"

However, at this moment, I saw a blade of light silently, already behind the altar!

It's no wonder that the knife light is not dazzling enough, it is really difficult for the Bihai Clan to catch. When I first saw it, he was still fighting in the chaos, but when I looked back, I couldn't find a trace!

That ray of bright knife light is exactly Qin Yichen!

Qin Yichen looked cold and stern, yelled, and flew towards the altar!

"General Wind!"

When Princess Wen Qing noticed the blade light, her eyes trembled, and even Pang Kuohai was stunned!

You know, this is the altar of the Bihai clan's imperial weapon! With their strength, it is impossible to resist the terrible power that swallows the divine power!

They can't, how can Qin Yichen make an exception?

In the eyes of Princess Wenqing, when the slender figure just approached the altar, the figure flew into the magic sword. Soon, the congenital **** turned into its deity, a golden red dazzling magic sword!

"Xiantian Sword God?! You killed Shaher and robbed our clan's Yang Yan!?" Bi Kuang saw this, his eyes glared, and he opened the sea axe in his hand to smash a tsunami!