At this moment, the ice field more than a hundred miles away is already crisscrossed with ravines, and the void is distorted and turbulent. Space cracks flash out from time to time, and if you are not careful, you will be swallowed up by them.
More than twenty human Divine Sea Realm monks and seventeen Shadow Clan Divine Sea Realm powerhouses were fighting fiercely in this area.
The two sides are sworn enemies, and when they attack, it is shocking, without any mercy, and deafening explosions occur one after another, as if even the ice field can be blasted into powder.
After a hard fight, several strong men from the Shadow Tribe were already on the left and right.
A Divine Sea Realm monk floated on the ice in a daze. A sharp long sword wrapped in a brilliant red light broke through the ice and fell into his palm again. On the ice field, there was left an area of dozens of square meters.
The deep ice cave, which is as big as one meter, extends diagonally down to the ground several thousand meters deep.
The moment before, the fiery red sword, which contained all his true energy, penetrated into the ground with great force and launched a thunderous attack on the fleeing shadow clan strongman. The opponent had already suffered heavy losses and had no intention of fighting. In such a situation
Next, he was killed by his sword, which left him in suspense.
But the final result was that the target disappeared before his long sword hit the target.
Such a strange scene left the Divine Sea Realm monk confused. But just when he was puzzled, Mu Han's five-year-old body had arrived more than ten miles away...
【The third one!
【Fourth!
【remuneration
The movements in the west were constantly displayed in his mind, which made Mu Han quite excited.
The main reason why he used the [Dragon Bird Whip] to point out the hiding places of those Shadow Clan members was to capture a few of the Shadow Clan's Divine Sea Realm powerhouses for himself, but he didn't do it for the seventeen Yanghu people.
The cultivator's desire for revenge. After a great battle, it was finally time to harvest.
The Shadow clan members disappeared out of thin air one after another, making the Divine Sea Realm monks who were chasing the other opponents become extremely vigilant.
It has reached such a point, it would be a shame if the enemy were still allowed to escape.
But even so, the powerful Divine Sea Realm masters from the Shadow Clan still disappeared one by one from the range of human monks' telepathy. The twenty or so Divine Sea Realm monks had no choice but to do their best.
They bombarded the enemy indiscriminately from behind, hoping to eliminate the enemy as soon as possible.
After about a quarter of an hour, the battle came to an end.
The final statistics showed that among the seventeen strong men from the Shadow Clan, seven actually escaped and only ten died under the encirclement and interception of the Divine Sea Realm monks.