When Ye Wuque casually glanced at a king-level spirit-devouring tribe, his heart moved slightly.
Without seeing any movement from Ye Wuque, the king-level spirit-devouring tribe suddenly lost control, and its huge body seemed to be dragged over by an invisible hand. No matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't break free!
Finally, this king-level spirit-swallowing tribe came to Ye Wuque and was imprisoned in the void!
"you……"
With just enough time to make an extremely angry sound, this king-level spirit-devouring clan tilted his head, lost all breath, and was directly shocked to death by the power of the soul!
"Sure enough, there is no reaction anymore..."
Ye Wuque's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at the corpse of the King-level Spirit-Devouring Tribe so close in front of him.
Inside the Yuanyang Ring, the ancient bronze mirror no longer had any reaction.
call out!
With another thought in his mind, the bloody head of the Violent King was suddenly photographed from the battlefield and fell into Ye Wuque's hands. However, the ancient bronze mirror in the Yuanyang Ring also showed no reaction.
"Not even the head of the strongest king can survive."
The power of the soul passed through the Yuanyang Ring, and Ye Wuque clearly sensed that the ancient bronze mirror was lying somewhere, with a faint light shining on it, and it was still undergoing some kind of transformation.
The facts are before our eyes. After absorbing the six-sided crystals of the Tunling Emperor, the ancient bronze mirror seems to be saturated, as if it has eaten and drank enough, and is no longer interested in the Tunling clan.
"Looks like this, it just saves trouble."
Ye Wuque was quite satisfied with this result. As long as the ancient bronze mirror changed, he naturally didn't care at all whether the Swallowing Spirit Clan or not.
The earth-shattering shouts of killing continued, and even more were the desperate and painful screams of the Swallowing Spirit Clan!
All the soldiers of the six legions are red-eyed and full of excitement and excitement. It is so exciting!
Time is passing little by little.
I don’t know how long has passed!
Phew!!
A Shenhuang warrior slashed through the void with a knife, cutting a Spirit Devourer into two pieces. The blood spurted out and the body fell down helplessly.
When he made the second cut, it was empty.
"Hmm? Where is the Spirit Devouring Clan? Why are there no more?"
The Shenhuang warrior slowly stood up. His long knife was covered with blood, and his body was also stained with blood, but at this moment, his face and eyes revealed a look of confusion.
The Shenhuang warriors in this state appeared in every corner of the entire battle circle. A Shenhuang warrior covered in blood stood up blankly and looked in all directions.
Drawing the sword and looking around, I feel confused!
Looking around, apart from the Shenhuang warriors, there is no longer a single Spirit-Devouring Tribe standing in the entire battle circle, leaving only endless corpses of the Spirit-Devouring Tribe in the void!
"No, no more?"
A Shenhuang warrior murmured to himself, but then his blood-stained face slowly showed an expression of excitement, excitement, and joy.
"We...won!"
"We won!!!"
A Shenhuang warrior suddenly roared. Although it was hoarse and trembling, it was filled with an unprecedented sense of joy!
"All the Spirit Devouring Clan are dead!"
"The fourteen strongest kings are all dead!"
"Hahahaha! I won!!"
"The whole army of the Swallowing Spirit Clan was wiped out!!"
"We won! We won!"
…
The next moment, excited shouts like mountain roars and tsunami sounded one after another from everywhere, shaking the heaven and earth, becoming more and more fierce, as if they were going to reverberate throughout the void battlefield!
"Hahahahaha!! Victory!"
The bloody general's wild laughter exploded like thunder, and the other four generals also grinned widely!
Laughter continued, and finally everyone in the six legions burst into laughter!
Even many Shenhuang warriors shed tears of excitement!
"God bless the gods! God bless the gods! God bless the gods..."
At this moment, the Seventh Prince also knelt down and spoke excitedly to the sky, as if thanking God!
Then the Seventh Prince stood up and rushed into the deepest part of the battle circle. Mr. Huang followed closely behind him, his face also full of excitement!
"Soldiers! We have won!"
"We can go home!!"
The Seventh Prince roared, and all the Shenhuang warriors ran towards the Seventh Prince. The crowd was excited!
The five generals also had tears in their eyes at this moment.
Youyou Shenhuang!
Inherited for a long time!
The undying hatred against the Spirit-Devouring Clan has been spreading for who knows how long. The legacy from generation to generation, in the eyes of the Shenhuang people, might have been passed on forever and ever.
But today!
From the supreme Emperor of the Swallowing Spirit Clan to every soldier in the Swallowing Spirit Clan, they all died in this void battlefield, and the whole army was wiped out!
The victory that ended everything came so suddenly and smoothly.
Outside the battle circle, Ye Wuque looked at all the soldiers of the six legions who were already hugging each other, with a faint smile on his face.
Although he is not a member of the Shenhuang Dynasty, the Swallowing Spirit Clan, a race that devours humans, is also his enemy. Now that he is dead, he is naturally very happy.
"Hahahaha! Let's go!! After cleaning the battlefield, we will return to the war fortress, we will return to the royal capital, we will go home!!"
The seventh prince looked up to the sky and smiled!
"go home!!"
"Let's go home!!"
"Go home!"
All the Shenhuang warriors of the six legions calmed down and began to clean up the battlefield with great excitement.
Half an hour later.
Buzz buzz!!
The floating battleships that had been parked started to move again and began to shuttle through the void in an orderly manner, heading towards the direction of the war fortress.
The main control room is full of pride and laughter!
The five generals, the Seventh Prince and Ye Wuque were sitting together, drinking heavily!
Except for Ye Wuque, who still looked calm, the five generals and the seventh prince seemed to be going crazy, singing, laughing, and even dancing.
That kind of excitement and excitement, obviously these are generals who have experienced hundreds of battles, but they are as happy as children!
Ye Wuque was the only one sitting quietly.
Pouring and drinking by oneself seems to be at ease.
However, looking at Ye Wuque's profile, watching him gently raising a glass and drinking softly, he was clearly close at hand, but he seemed to be separated from the joy and happiness next to him.
It seems that there is always a faint and inexplicable loneliness lingering in him, coming from nowhere, and it seems that it will not stop until the end of time and reincarnation.
One person, one bottle of wine.
Only loneliness is with me, only loneliness is with me, as if it was destined.