Thousands of Blood Evil Sect and Blood Spear Warriors rushed towards the island that originally belonged to the Pan family under the leadership of Mo Jun and Langya.

On the island, many disciples of the Fantasy Demon Sect responded with a sharp roar, wielding spiritual light belts all over their bodies, and facing the warriors of the Blood Evil Sect and the Blood Spear one by one.

One by one, one dazzling spiritual weapons flew into the sky like stars, and the rivers of spiritual power stretched and stretched out, splashing out blood rain all over the sky.

The warriors on both sides are above the Wanxiang Realm, with a total number of five or six thousand. After a melee, large-scale damage will occur soon.

"Fireful Thunder! Blast!"

Langya's face was cold and he snorted coldly with his nose sound. The red metal balls in his palms, like falling flames, shot towards the dense crowds of the Phantom Demon Sect on the island.

"Boom them!"

Feng Rong was not polite either. The flaming thunder she held in her hand was also ejected and also fell to the island.

Blood Spear, those blood guards with superb realm, hesitated for a moment, took out their own flaming thunder that saved their lives in pain and threw them out.

Balls of flames are like a galaxy flooding, and flames fall from nothingness like stars.

The flames and stars grew eyes and came towards the Wen family members and Chu Miaodan's gathering place.

"Fireful Black Thunder! So many flamed Thunder!"

"The Phantom Demon Sect is going to be bad!"

Miao Yangxu, Miao Wenfan and other Miao Valley masters changed color immediately when they saw the fire balls falling from the sky, and they couldn't help but scream.

On the other side, Song Tingyu, Xie Jingxuan, Ge Rongguang and others had a sudden expression.

No one knows better than them the power of the many flaming thunders exploded!

"Boom boom boom boom! Huh hu! Crackly!"

It was like tens of thousands of firecrackers exploded at the same time, and the flames and stars fell, the sky collapsed and the earth sank, countless gray thunderballs were raging, and thousands of lightning flashes danced wildly, setting off a sea of ​​fireworks.

If the most violent earthquake occurred in this vast island, the overwhelming roar "shenyin" came from the depths of the earth.

One after another, there were huge pits that were not necessarily deep. They were emitting thick smoke and burning flames, and suddenly suddenly appeared in the gathering places of various magic demon sect warriors on the island.

Nearly a thousand disciples of the Phantom Demon Sect were buried forever in a huge pit of charred abyss in just a moment.

Including more than twenty powerful men from the Broken Realm!

"Wait, wait a moment!"

Mo Jun raised his hand high and temporarily stopped the Xuesha Sect's member who was about to rush down. His face was full of surprise, and there was even a trace of inexplicable palpitations in his eyes.

Many Blood Evil Sect warriors behind him hurriedly stopped their bodies and looked blankly at the huge pits on the island, as well as the thousand powerful people of the Phantom Demon Sect who suddenly disappeared.

Even the Xuesha Sect's enemies felt dry lips and couldn't help but lick their lips. They couldn't speak.

Next to the island, many onlookers of different forces were all silent at this time.

Even Song Tingyu and Xie Jingxuan widened their eyes.

Dozens of flaming thunders, with one bombardment, almost exploding the large island, causing more than a dozen giant pits on the island covering an area of ​​100 acres, and killed thousands of powerful men from the Phantom Demon Sect.

More flames. Burn in the huge pit, burning in the forest outside, burning in the sky.

It's like it will never go out.

After instantly paying the lives of thousands of sects, more warriors of the Phantom Demon Sect were burned by flames, affected by thunder, and shot by lightning, making creepy screams on the island.

Remained limbs, broken heads, and split body... The miserable scenes on the island are unbearable to witness.

Such power is simply terrifying!

Everyone knows that the Flame Thunder is extremely terrifying, but most people don’t know that the Flame Thunder after superposition is ten or a hundred times more terrifying than a single explosion!

The power formed by the Thousands of Tonggu Realm, the Yijing Realm, and the Broken Realm is stronger than most Red Copper-level forces. At least, the Xuantian Alliance and the Baji Temple in the Chilan Continent are not as powerful as that.

Just one bombing. Just paying dozens of flaming thunders is equivalent to completely erasing a powerful red copper-level force!

This is the devastating power of the flaming mysterious thunder erupting in the bloody battle between forces and forces.

"The ground battle... has ended early." Ge Rongguang was stunned for a while and then gave such a conclusion.

When he looked at Song Tingyu and Xie Jingxuan again, he and the warriors beside him had a little more respect from the heart in his eyes.

Perhaps, the depth of these respects is actually a deep sense of fear.

——Because fear often brings true respect.

"This, is this the real power of the flame thunder? This is the power of Yan Sun Island?" Miao Wenfan murmured to himself, feeling lost as if he had lost all his strength.

He has never taken Yan Sun Island seriously.

In his heart, Yan Ri Island is just a vassal of the Blood Evil Sect, what is a force that even a powerful man in Nirvana Realm?

Even the real Broken Realm warrior is only Langya, and he has just broken through.

If this force encounters Qingyue Valley, wouldn’t it be defeated in one fell swoop and easily eradicated?

He always thought Yanri Island was not worth mentioning.

In fact, the many onlookers around him also had the same thoughts as him.

Everyone’s impression of Yan Sun Island is just a force composed of a group of skilled artifact refiners, and only by relying on the protection of the Blood Evil Sect can we gain a foothold in the Sunset Islands.

They do not think Yanri Island has the power to protect itself.

Until today, until now, until this moment!

When dozens of flaming mysterious thunders exploded, when the island almost collapsed, when thousands of powerful people from the Phantom Demon Sect were instantly annihilated!

They finally understood what terrifying power Yan Sun Island has!

In the battle in the sky, Qin Lie used eight divine corpses to resist Wen Bin from the second level of the soul altar, and the eight divine corpses were not at all inferior.

Qin Lie, who can control the "Xuan Lei core", killed more than 100 powerful people from the Phantom Demon Sect with the sound of terrifying thunder.

Including a serious injury to a Nirvana Realm!

This is Qin Lie’s own strength!

In the ground battle, dozens of flaming black thunders exploded together, and they set the tone of victory in one fell swoop!

This is the real power that Yan Sun Island has revealed now!

"It seems that all of us underestimated Yan Ri Island. We thought that they were relying on the Blood Evil Sect to survive, and their own strength was not worth mentioning. Today, we look at it... Even if they fought hard with the Blood Evil Sect, they would probably not suffer a big loss. Moreover, if Qin Lie had not given the body of the Blood Evil Ancestor to Xue Li, he would have the power of the soul altar powerful man. Then, if we really wanted to fight, Xue Jie Sect would probably not be able to compete with the eight divine corpses. Instead, they would have been at a disadvantage."

Miao Yangxu, the leader of the Miao family, frowned deeply and sighed deeply.

After today, he completely dispelled the idea of ​​becoming an enemy of Yanri Island and seizing the Miao family's lost land.

Because even if Miao Fengtian comes back, he may not be able to defeat Qin Lie, who has eight divine corpses, and the rest of them. Can they withstand the bombardment of a wave of flaming mysterious thunder?

Miao Yangxu felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"It's ridiculous that I always thought Yan Ri Island was just a weapon refiner and had no real power at all. I thought you were just relying on the Blood Evil Sect to survive." Ge Rongguang shook his head, then bowed to Song Tingyu, apologized and said, "It's my old eyes that I can't see the real power of Yan Ri Island clearly. I'm still hesitant. Miss Song, I made you laugh. From now on, I, Ge Rongguang, will follow Yan Ri Island with all my heart and will never be the same!"

"See Yan Sun Island to the death!"

"I'm willing to fight with Yanri Island now!"

There were more than a dozen warriors beside Ge Rongguang. His relatives, friends and friends had just wiped out their souls by Chu Miaodan Pink Crystal Soul Own. They no longer had any affection for the Phantom Demon Sect.

At this moment, seeing Qin Lie and Xue Li make Chu Miaodan and Wen Bin clones incompetent, and dozens of flaming mysterious thunders on Yan Ri Island actually killed nearly one-third of the warriors of the Phantom Demon Sect into scumbags, and immediately swore all their allegiance.

"Well, you won't continue to bomb the flamethunder, are you?"

Mo Jun waited for a while above the island, and saw the violent fluctuations below calmed down. Then he turned his head to look at Langya.

Langya shook his head, "No."

Mo Jun then breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand to order, "Run the kill!"

The disciples of the Xuesha Sect finally rushed forward.

"Kill!" Langya ordered.

Although the aftermath of the flames and thunder subsided on the island, hundreds of meters of the magical demon sect warriors were seriously injured. At this time, the island was full of mourning and screaming shrillly.

Shi Xiuling, Wen He, and Ju Ruijie's face. Now there is only deep fear.

They knew that there should be some flaming thunders in Yan Ri Island, but they didn't expect that there would be so many, nor did they expect that they would dare to eject them all in an instant.

What made them even more regretful was that they were busy avoiding the impact of the "Xuan Lei Heart Core", so they hurried back to the island without paying attention to the concentration of the crowd.

After realizing that something is wrong, everything is too late.

They paid an extremely painful price for this.

"They have no flames and thunder anymore. Everyone should resist it. When Elder Chu and Elder Wen free up their hands, they will definitely make their blood debts and repay their blood!" Wen He shouted loudly, hurriedly calming the morale of the army and asking everyone to fight back.

At this moment, no matter how arrogant he was, he could see that the ground battle was killed. Because of the instant killing of thousands of sects, coupled with the low morale, they were at a disadvantage.

He knew that they could only defend the ground battle, waiting for Wen Bin and Chu Miaodan to defeat Xue Li and the eight gods. If they turned around, they could reverse the situation of the ground battle.

Whether he admits it or not, the explosion of dozens of flaming thunders has laid the general trend ahead of time, allowing the victory and defeat to be distinguished from the beginning.

"I have said a long time ago that we should not have a broken-up with the Sunset Islands, hey..."

Shi Xiuling looked at the Blood Evil Sect and the Blood Spear Warriors who rushed down and sighed helplessly, and sighed in her heart.

She actually doesn't agree with fighting the Sunset Islands.

Unfortunately, neither Wenbin nor Chu Miaodan took the Sunset Island seriously, and was too greedy for the ability of the Gray Island weapon refiner to earn wealth and wanted to take it for himself.

Her persuasion did not work.

Now, in this battle, no matter whether the Fantasy Demon Sect wins or loses, the Fantasy Demon Sect will become a laughing stock in the riots, and its power will be sharply reduced, and it may even have no more power to resist the invasion of the Qing Ghost Clan.

She looked at the sects beside her, looking at the panic on their faces, as if she saw the Phantom Demon Sect going to decline.
Chapter completed!