The void is like a fragile piece of tissue paper, torn from it, and the cracks are like spider webs, densely packed and spreading towards the distance.
Even though the palm has not yet fallen, the ground in Yitiantian has been shaken violently, and faintly, cracks have begun to appear.
"Master Xantian? Since you are here, there is no need to leave."
A hoarse voice came from across the clan boundary mountain.
It was obviously very far away, but as the voice fell, a figure shrouded in black mist passed by the crowd and appeared above Su Han and others.
That huge palm is what it comes from!
"Master Qianmo, Master Qianmo, haha!"
"Congratulations to Master Qianmo for coming out of seclusion!"
"Kill the great master of the human race and show your power to our demon race!"
This ancient demon named "Thousand Demons" caused a sensation among the demon clan the moment it appeared. It was obvious that he had a very high status.
As for Song Tiegong and others, their expressions changed drastically!
It's not because the other party is an ancient demon, but because these thousand demons are wrapped with three lines of rich blood energy!
Three-blood ancient demon!
"not good!"
The Ancient God of Nine Swords gritted his teeth and immediately rushed towards Su Han and others.
But the ancient demon of the wolf tribe was laughing strangely. His figure jumped up and stood in front of the Nine Swords Ancient God. No matter how the Nine Swords Ancient God bombarded him, he did not dodge, but resisted hard.
"roll!!!"
The Ancient God of Nine Swords shouted violently, and nine sword beams flew across the sky and struck the wolf ladle head-on.
He struck in anger, and even Wolf Spoon didn't dare to be careless. Rich blood emerged from his body and turned into a huge armor, covering his whole body.
"Boom boom boom..."
One after another, the sword light fell, and Lang Shao resisted forcefully.
When the ninth sword light disappeared, the blood-red armor on Lang Shao's body was completely shattered, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and there was a huge wound on his body.
"As expected of the Ancient God of Nine Swords who is famous for his attacks!"
Lang Shao's expression was gloomy, and with a wave of his hand, endless blood was immediately plundered from the void. The wounds on his body were actually recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Looking at Su Han and others, when the Ancient God of Nine Swords attacked Wolf Spoon, the palm had already fallen.
The speed was very fast and the power was astonishing. Qian Mo was obviously not careless. As soon as he appeared, he struck with all his strength.
Everyone's expressions changed, but Su Han's eyes flickered, not at his palms, but at the Holy Sea.
"Are you going to be exposed now?" He sighed in his heart.
But just when he was about to take action, a raging flame suddenly covered him from the sky!
The temperature of this flame is so high that it is simply indescribable. Wherever it passes, everything in the void makes a hissing sound, and then turns into nothingness and is quickly evaporated!
"Um?"
Qian Mo raised his head and sneered: "Chi Yan, you alone can stop me?"
"Then what about me?!"
A cold shout came from the other side of the flame.
What follows closely behind the sound is thousands of miles of ice!
Visible to the naked eye, a snow-white layer of ice quickly extended out without any water mist!
Almost in an instant, it arrived together with the flames and struck Qian Mo's big hand hard.
"boom!!!"
The terrifying roar made the ears of countless people with slight cultivation from both tribes bloodshot.
But the injury was not serious, and what they were most concerned about was the battle between the three ancient gods!
"Wow!"
The flames were endless, and a figure wrapped in fiery red emerged.
It is the Ancient God Red Flame!
And in the ice on the opposite side, there was a huge figure flashing.
This figure, seen from a distance, seems to be integrated into the entire ice layer. The thousands of miles of ice has completely turned into a huge piece of glass. As big as the ice layer is, the figure is as big as it is!
Cold Saint Ancient God!
"boom!"
Explosions were heard, and the two ancient gods attacked at the same time, with two layers of ice and fire. Even the Thousand Demon Ancient Demon, who was one level higher than them, couldn't help but take a few steps back, with anger in his eyes.
"You go first!"
Ancient God Chiyan looked at Su Han: "You shouldn't come here."
"I should come." Su Han looked up.
Ancient God Chi Yan frowned and looked at the tens of thousands of blood souls on the battlefield, his expression softened a bit.
"You should come, but you shouldn't come either."
Su Han didn't argue any more, and stood on the golden silk silk under the protection of Song Tiegong and others.
Wenren Nonghan and Kong Xuan had already come up, and Qi Yu's spiritual thoughts prompted Jin Lingsi to quickly go away and disappear in the blink of an eye.
The battlefield became farther and farther away, and finally turned into a small black spot. Only the roar of the battle between the five ancient gods was still heard.
"Huh...huh..."
On the Jin Ling Silk, except for Su Han and Song Tiegong, everyone else, including Qi Yu, a two-star god, was breathing heavily.
From the time they arrived on the battlefield to the time they retreated, it only took less than half a quarter of an hour.
But because of their arrival, the war rapidly intensified, and the number of deaths of the two races increased rapidly.
Finally, a three-blooded ancient demon and two two-star ancient gods were involved.
Only by truly immersing yourself in the battlefield can you realize how tragic and tragic it is.
Any war is paved with life and blood. Regardless of success or failure, it will be recorded in the long river of history.
The rich smell of blood, the endless piles of corpses, and the blood flowing like a river are still lingering in everyone's minds, lingering.
Su Han himself came up from the Longwu Continent step by step. He has gone through countless things like this, especially the invasion of demons from outside the territory.
Therefore, he didn't feel anything at all, but had already become accustomed to it.
But others are different.
Song Tiegong, as the leader of the town guard, had experienced many wars. Although there were no such big scenes, he could still accept them.
And people like Wenren Nonghan and Kong Xun, although they have lived for more than 100,000 years, to put it bluntly, they are just flowers in a greenhouse.
Not only them, but also the four major stars and the descendants of the nine major gods!
They have seen killings, and they have killed people or mythical beasts with their own hands, but have they never seen such a big scene?
In the blink of an eye, countless people died, including many in the realm of gods and even the mysterious realm. This simply overturned their outlook on life!
As a result, after they were far away from the battlefield, not only were they breathing heavily, but their faces were pale and their eyes were dull.
The previous scenes have been echoing in my mind. If I'm not careful, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back.
What they experienced today was definitely the most life-and-death crisis they had experienced in their lives until now!
"You are not afraid?"
There was a voice, it was Song Tiegong talking.
Su Han looked at him and smiled slightly: "What are you afraid of?"