Just when Zhang Zhongwen said this, a completely shattering roar came from the ancient formation light curtain covering the tenth theater in front!

The ancient formation is broken!

But Zhang Zhongwen's voice became more and more passionate!

“Why repay??”

"Only death!!"

The four pairs of divine wings on the back spread wide, covering the sky and the sun!

The three six-winged feather gods behind him began to release all their aura!

Each and every one of the hundreds of thousands of Familia troops mustered up all their strength and shouted these eight words!

Why repay?

Just die!!

boom!

The next moment, the ancient formation's light curtain was completely dimmed, and the tenth battle zone was no longer covered.

Zhang Zhongwen stood up, holding the broad sword with both hands, and the mark between his eyebrows began to flash!

Expressive!

Captivating eyes!

The hundreds of thousands of Familia troops are already prepared for a desperate battle, using their own lives to block the steps of the Spirit tribe army as much as possible.

Wow!!

But in the next moment, what appeared from the broken ancient formation and the ninth battle zone was not the millions of Spirit Clan troops, but...

Mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood!

Countless limbs and broken arms surged into the void and fell towards the tenth battle area, instantly dyeing the void in the tenth battle area red.

This sudden scene stunned Zhang Zhongwen and the hundreds of thousands of family members, almost making them a little confused!

Until the next moment!

Zhang Zhongwen's eyes suddenly shrank, and he looked closely at a tall and slender figure that appeared on the sea of ​​​​blood on the corpse mountain, standing in the void, bathing in the blood of the endless spirit army!

Zhang Zhongwen's heart suddenly roared, and he could hardly believe his eyes, but with a trembling voice, he blurted out instinctively for the first time!
Chapter completed!