In terms of individual strength, he naturally isn't afraid, but this is a powerful torrent. The demon tribe also has strong figures holding the fort; it's not sothing he can kill at will.
If he makes a move, the opposite side will lock onto him and then restrain him.
If he had a long ti to break through, then naturally there's nothing to worry about; he would have the confidence to face everything. But unfortunately... he has just entered the Yang God realm recently, being the weakest kind.
On a battlefield where Yang Transformation is as common as dogs and Yang Gods walk everywhere, he... really doesn't an much.
Zhu Huai looked up to glance at the others engaged in battle; compared to him, they are even more extraordinary, yet not a single person is retreating. He seems to be infected by this.
A boundless boldness suddenly arose in his heart, kneeling before Chen Yuan. In the face of the pressure from East Mountain Valley, he had hidden for decades.
Now, Zhu Huai only wants to charge forward.
Death, of course, he doesn't want that, but to live, it also depends on whether they can win this great battle!
"Kill!"
Xu Yan Monk looked expressionless. A monk ought to be out of place, but now, he very much fits the role; a golden Divine Dragon coiled above his head.
With each sweep, countless people fall.
He chants Amitabha with his lips, but his hands show no rcy.
Now, he only wants to say one thing to Chen Yuan after the battle.
Add more money!
He must add more money!
Even for the sake of Ksitigarbha, he has to add more money!
"Break!"
Tianxu Daoist pointed out, thirty-six Ocean Stabilizing Pearls imdiately coalesced into one, then in a flash, they smashed into a Demon Saint's flesh.
With that one strike, it shattered the flesh.
He beca the first notable Demon Saint to die since the fight began.
Of course, as a cost, Tianxu Daoist also forcefully withstood a hit from the Bull Demon Saint, nearly breaking the shackles of his Celestial Star Map by crashing into it head-on to escape.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The remaining three Demon Saints caught this flaw and attacked frenziedly. Yet, Tianxu Old Daoist endured, not hesitating to pay a price to trap the three again.
Compared to him, Zhao Danqing's situation was a bit worse.
The demon tribe's Demon Saints are not weaker than Yang God True Monarchs; Zhao Danqing could take on three, but it's very strenuous. After all, however strong, they are all at the sa cultivation level.
There is no way to crush them.
Even though he's only holding them back, Zhao Danqing suffered quite so injuries.
However, he didn't panic in fear; instead, he beca more relaxed, laughing while continuing to restrain them.
All the various human emotions are displayed on this single battlefield.
Jiang He and others ford a Killing Array, bearing the greatest pressure. If they had the sa numbers, they would have already suppressed the opponents, but now, while they have trapped them.
They are actually falling behind.
Perhaps, in the next mont, the Sword Array might collapse.
Eight Demon Saints represent an indescribable power; once they form a grand array, even Immortals couldn't rival them.
Now, this pressure falls on them.
The situation of the entire battlefield is fully seen by Chen Yuan; his eyes showed so anxiety because the situation is worse than he imagined, with millions of demon soldiers indeed hard to fend off.
The other Yang God True Monarchs have also reached their limit of bearing the pressure.
If no one breaks the impasse, then defeat may happen in the next instant.
Chen Yuan took a deep breath; he initially didn't want to use the Power of All Living Beings at this ti; why use a sledgehamr to kill a chicken? But now, unable to kill the chicken quickly, even the sledgehamr is soon breaking.
With a retreating blow, Chen Yuan spread his arms, opened his spirit, and yelled in a low voice:
"Coalesce!"
The next mont, endless radiance burst from Zhen Nan Pass, countless civilians and soldiers' Telekinesis swiftly erged from the city, like rain, enveloping Chen Yuan.
Countless civilians felt this internally, bowing and praying for Chen Yuan.
That shimring Telekinesis, under Chen Yuan's command, transford into a long blade; his gaze sharpened, feeling a bit in his heart, he roared lowly:
"This strike... God Slayer!"
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Double feature at eight o'clock; don't wait.
I will finish this great battle as soon as possible.
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