The current situation is not optimistic. They only have eleven masters here, while the other side has eighteen masters. There is a gap in numbers, not to mention that the other side has two strong men at the peak of their true self. What they will suffer in the battle is
They, or depending on how forced they were, he would definitely kill them all.
"What's the reason? What's the reason you ask?" The master of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe laughed angrily. He took a deep breath and was filled with murderous aura. The vigorous vitality in his body seemed to have turned into the power to destroy life.
"We have already agreed to unite to cleanse the human race first, but we didn't expect that you Scale Horns would not follow the rules and kill my Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe people. Since you don't abide by the rules, don't blame us for not joining forces to kill you Scale Horns.
He is a master of the clan." The master of the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan said angrily.
After hearing this, the true peak powerhouse of the Scale Horn Clan changed his expression, and then frowned and said, "Are you mistaken? Our people are all here, and no one has ever left my sight. How could we kill him?"
Where are you Demonic Wood Spirit Clan masters?"
"Wrong? How can a master from our Demonic Wood Spirit Clan be wrong if he saw it with his own eyes? Who knows if there are other strong men from your Scale Horn Clan in this forest." This strong man from the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan sneered.
The others looked at the Scale Horns with eager eyes, as if they were prey in their eyes.
The face of the Peak True Self Stage powerhouse from the Scale Horn Clan changed, and then a murderous aura burst out, and he shouted: "Kill."
At the same time, his body disappeared in an instant, and he rushed towards the peak True Self stage powerhouse of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe. His whole body was filled with black energy, as if the Demon King had come to the world. He clenched his fist, and the scale armor on his body wrapped it around his fist.
The punch was blasted out with such powerful force that several branches of the surrounding giant trees were blown off, and green leaves were flying all over the sky, like blades.
Having said this, it must be difficult to understand. Fighting is inevitable. I am afraid that even if there is no evidence and only a trace of news, several of their races will unite. After all, a race is a race if it can be destroyed.
, when fighting for that thing, one party will be less powerful, not to mention that the other party has witnesses. Now the only way is to strike first, and maybe he can break out of the encirclement.
"How dare you!" The strong man from the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan was furious. He didn't expect that the people from the Scale Horn Clan would take action as soon as they were told, and they didn't even react. His body was surrounded by green light, and the thick wooden walls were horizontal.
Blocked in front of me.
"Boom." With a sound, the wooden wall collapsed, and unparalleled power attacked the body of this peak powerhouse of the True Self Stage of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe.
"Poof!" This peak-level expert from the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan spat out a mouthful of green blood and was seriously injured.
Just when the true self-stage strongman from the Scale Horn tribe was about to continue attacking, a sharp bamboo made a sound that broke through the air, driving the power of heaven and earth to rush towards him. He had to retreat, but he could not take advantage of the situation to let the opponent
The injury got a little worse.
There was a hint of disappointment in the eyes of the Peak True Self Stage powerhouse from the Scale Horn Clan, but he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he seriously injured a Peak True Self Stage powerhouse from the other side. Otherwise, their entire army would have been destroyed.
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"Kill! Kill..." The peak master of the True Self Stage of the Scale Horn Clan took the lead in attacking, which made the surrounding people of all tribes who were eyeing him eager to fight high and murderous. They used their own methods to rush towards the people of the Scale Horn Clan.
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Various rays of light soared into the dark sky, filling the entire night sky. The waves of powerful energy kept the surrounding beasts and birds away, lest they themselves would be annihilated.
"You're fighting so quickly? How fast?" Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the light not far away and said. The two of them had just reached a place three hundred feet away from them when the battle started.
"Is this all caused by you?" Xing Luoye looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with strange eyes.
Yuwen Zhouyuan chuckled and accepted it, then he watched the big show he planned and said to himself: "It seems it's not exciting enough. I still have to do some activities."
"Fellow Daoist Yuwen, do you want to join the battle?" Xing Luoye asked.
"No, I just don't want this drama to end so soon." He said with a light in his eyes.
Xing Luoye's eyes flashed like stars, he looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said: "Fellow Taoist Yuwen, I now find that you are getting more and more cunning."
"I have no choice. I have too many enemies. I have to be cunning, otherwise I'm afraid I won't see you again." Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at Xing Luoye with a smile in his eyes, and then turned his gaze forward.
The place of battle.
There were dense leaves trying to block it. The two of them could only make out a general idea. They were looking at the entire battle situation with their spiritual senses. Thirty feet was already the limit. If the distance was any closer, they would probably have discovered it. After all, the huge energy generated by the battle scene
It will affect the space and cannot be hidden even if you want to.
At this time, the battle reached its most intense stage. A total of twenty-nine real-self masters fought together with overwhelming power. Within a radius of three hundred feet, not a single tree survived, nor a single green grass. They were all destroyed.
The surging energy was torn into powder and mixed with the soil.
The vigorous vitality spread infinitely, and this vitality contained the energy to devour other vitalities. Pillars of blood stretched across the sky, and the bloody and violent atmosphere spread throughout the forest. All the trees within a thousand feet were stained with a layer of blood.
There is also that dazzling white light, as dazzling as the rays of the sun. The phantoms of ferocious beasts stand in the sky and the earth, and their roars are loud. This is the attack of the illusory spirit tribe. They are all humanoid beings that are half real and half virtual.
body.
The violent energy of heaven and earth was stirred up, and hurricanes formed, as if the end was coming.
Faced with the joint siege of the masters of the four races, the eleven masters of the Scale Horns were completely suppressed and suppressed tightly. The billowing black energy of the Scales and Horns could not be seen from the outside.
Even though the Peak True Self master from the Scale Horn Clan just hit a half-step peak master from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe, causing the opponent to be seriously injured, there was another peak True Self Stage expert on the other side who had no influence on the outcome of the battle.
To any effect, this can only extend the time for them to be killed.
"Ah..." A scream rang out. A true self-stage strongman from the Scale Horn tribe was pierced through the chest by someone from the Illusive Spirit Tribe. The true self-stage man from the soul-blood tribe next to him did not let go of this opportunity, and a river of blood shot into the sky.
, submerging the true self of this strong man from the Scale Horn Clan.
"Be my puppet obediently! Jie Jie Jie..." This true self-stage strongman from the soul-blood tribe laughed arrogantly.
"I won't be your puppet even to the death, the Supreme Demonic Technique, explode." In the blood river, the seriously injured true self strong man of the Scale Horn tribe shouted loudly, and his body suddenly swelled.
"No, Blood River, take it back." Sensing something strange in the blood river, the master of the soul-blood clan was shocked and quickly took the blood river back, but it was still too late.
"Boom." A huge explosion sounded. It was so powerful that the whole space seemed to be shaken by the sound. I am afraid that all the masters in the residual world could hear the sound. Yuwen Zhouyuan and Xing Luoye felt their eardrums.
Trembling.
Following this big explosion, tens of thousands of black energy burst out from the blood river and penetrated in all directions.
The blood river that the soul-blood clan member had worked so hard to condense was two-thirds destroyed at once, and his figure was blurred a lot, as if it could be blown away with a light breath.
The other fighting people around him were all carried more than ten feet away by this powerful energy, and their internal organs were tumbling.
"Ah..." The master of the soul-blood tribe roared angrily. The blood river merged into his body, and his figure suddenly became much clearer, almost condensing into substance. For the soul-blood tribe, the blood river is equivalent to them.
The body is usually in a mysterious space, and is only taken out when it is needed.
The river of blood solidified his figure and increased his attack power a lot. He rushed towards a Scale Horned clan member angrily. At this time, he vented his anger on other Scale Horned clan members.
The entire battle lasted for more than two hours, and only four of the eleven people from the Scale Horn clan were killed. Among these four people was the person who was inserted by Yuwen Zhouyuan. He had just used his thoughts to influence
The other party, let the other party avoid it as much as possible and don't fight with the other party head-on. Only in this way can you survive.
Of the eighteen people from the other four races, only nine were left, and half of them were lost in one fell swoop. This was all caused by the explosion caused by the scale-horned tribesman just now. The explosion injured many people.
After that explosion, they only stared at the people of the Scale Horn Clan, making them unable to use the Supreme Demon's magic.
"Ah..." The peak master of the True Self Stage from the Scale Horn Clan screamed, and one of his arms was cut off in one fell swoop.
"Bang." A fist hit his head, and the head of the Peak Scale-Horn Clan's true self exploded like a watermelon, with blood splattering.
"There are only three people left, which is enough." Yuwen Zhouyuan noticed the whole situation and muttered to himself, then turned his head and looked at Xing Luoye, "I'll go over there, you just wait here."
After saying that, he disappeared in a few flashes. Yuwen Zhouyuan used his spiritual consciousness to activate the surrounding space, so that his state could not be detected by his spiritual consciousness. In the process of flying, he was running the magic of changing the sky and changing the earth.
For the sake of the appearance of the people from the Scale Horn Clan, he rushed over and reached the extreme speed.
"Kill..." Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted, and the terrifying black energy condensed into a long knife and swept across.
"Puff, puff, puff!" Eight figures flew out, and five people of other races spurted out blood.
"You should leave this forest quickly and spread the news immediately. You must not let other tribes unite to deal with us, the Scale Horn Clan." Yuwen Zhouyuan yelled at the three true masters of the Scale Horn Clan behind him.
When the three True Self-stage experts from the Scale Horn Tribe felt desperate, Yuwen Zhouyuan blocked a key blow for them and rescued them. After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, they nodded, but there was still a trace of hesitation in their eyes.
The three of them want to help Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"Leave quickly, don't drag me down." Yuwen Zhouyuan roared again.
The three of them looked at each other and flew away.