Xiao Yi and his party did not conceal their presence, so as soon as they appeared, they were discovered by Jian Jinglei and others.
"Who!"
Jian Jing Lei shouted loudly, there was no one guarding outside the valley, because there were twelve of them here, if they were still attacked, then the Thunder Sword Clan would really be at the end of the road, but now they were approached, and they were not captured until they reached outside the valley.
Realizing that this was no small matter, even with Jian Jinglei's will and spirit, his heart tightened, but when his soul thought swept over, he was shocked.
"Shocking!"
What!
Many commanders, even the old patriarch of the previous generation, were slightly stunned. Is he the young patriarch?
"Father!"
The four of them stepped into the valley. Jian Jingtian took a deep breath and said, "I'm back."
"Clan leader!" Captain Jianshan smiled bitterly, "Jianshan is incompetent."
Waving his hand, Jian Jinglei sighed and signaled Jianshan to leave first. He had already expected it in his heart. He knew very well that even if a clansman really broke out, it would probably be difficult to persuade him.
"Young Patriarch, what are you doing?"
Several commanders also smiled bitterly, and they actually came back. Some of them were also a little frightened. They were surrounded by nearly two million demon clan warriors, and they were able to sneak in. It seems that in the past two years, the young patriarch's practice has not stepped out.
It's as simple as one or two steps.
Um?
Jian Jinglei's eyes suddenly moved, and then he stared at Jian Jingtian. He hadn't sensed it carefully just now, but now he was concentrating, and he immediately understood Jian Jingtian's cultivation level.
"Soul-melting perfection! Jingtian, you have been promoted to the ninth heaven."
hiss!
The ten commanders took a breath of cold air almost at the same time. What kind of speed is this? In just two years, they actually crossed the ninth level of heaven and climbed to such a level. Even in the entire history of the clan, only the first generation
Several ancestors can barely be compared.
etc!
Jian Jinglei's heart moved, and he glanced at the other two people, two more soul-melting perfections! These two people, who were remembered by everyone at the martial arts competition, came from the Blood Stone Tribe, the first-level blood tribe under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War.
I didn't expect that in just two years, I would be promoted to such a level. A newly promoted middle-level HP team that was less than a century old would actually come out with such a strong young man. I really don't know what kind of luck it is.
The old man's eyes were blazing for a moment, and then extinguished. As the patriarch of the previous generation, he had lived for a long time, and he was really 1,100 years old. Although he had some adventures in his early years, he had really reached the end, and his energy and blood were exhausted.
.The combat power is not as good as before. Even if there is no demon warrior coming, maybe one month, maybe two months, he will die incarnation. He is really not young anymore, but how can he let it go now?
Three soul-melting Dzogchen masters!
If there were not those three unparalleled demon lords who could turn everything around, it would not be impossible even to break into the path of heavenly soldiers. However, it is far from enough at the moment. It is really not enough compared to those above, but more than enough compared to below. The combat power of the unparalleled warriors
It has reached an inhuman state, touching the level of breaking space.
The commanders had obviously thought of this. There was really no way to go. They looked at Jian Jingtian and the others. They had already reached this stage in their practice in less than thirty years. What kind of glory would they create in a hundred years? Unfortunately, they had almost no chance.
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"Clan leader, try again. Once the Dongxu Formation is completed, even if it is a semi-finished product, we must send the three of them out."
This is Jian Wuwu. He is very solemn. He is holding a black war sword in his hand. The blade has no edge. Compared with the past, half of it has been broken off. The sword body is mottled. You can imagine what kind of battle he has gone through.
Evil is not evil, and demons are not demons. Looking at this person now, Xiao Yi sighed in his heart. Back then, his cultivation was low, and he was also fascinated by his eyes. Looking at him now, he can't save anything.
"Yes, try again, maybe you can succeed."
A leader responded. Those who have cultivated to their level are people with a strong will, but they can't help but have a little fantasy at the moment, maybe they can save a spark of fire.
"You really shouldn't come back."
Jian Wuwang looked at Xiao Yi, his eyes were calm, his black eyes were bright, and there seemed to be a fire burning inside. Through these eyes, Xiao Yi saw Jian Wuwang's inner world, where the sky was filled with war and blood.
, blood stained red
The mountains merged into rivers, and the endless corpses piled up into the mountains. A figure was among them, the sword was dancing, and the sword energy was piercing the air. Even though the fighting power was amazing, compared with the endless demonic figures in front, it was still as small as a drop in the ocean, small and powerless.
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In fact, along the way, only Xiao Yi could penetrate the void world with his will to enter the realm of innate fetal breath. He saw too much blood and bones. This was a tragic picture. The scene of half a year was enough to bury him.
Numerous lives, hundreds of thousands of people from the Thunder Sword Clan lay buried in the corpses, and countless demon clans shed blood, revealing their true bodies, with the demon blood gurgling and all kinds of demon lights flashing.
During this period, Xiao Yi did not sense the unparalleled energy from the demon clan, which made him a little surprised, but he did not act rashly because of this.
"Thunder." The old patriarch took a deep breath. Although he didn't say anything, the meaning was obvious.
Jian Jinglei's eyes were more focused than ever before. He nodded and decided to try again, even though he knew that there would be almost no change. Although he could forcibly imprint space patterns by setting foot in the Unparalleled Realm, he had no idea about the Xuanjie Cave Void Formation.
To be able to completely penetrate the great avenues of space, without the Void Stone, it would not be possible to fully understand it in a short time.
boom!
Stepping down with one foot, Sword Thunder tore through the void world again, revealing the silver-white space barrier. He concentrated his mind, raised his will and spirit to the extreme, and wanted to imprint the space pattern again.
Buzz!
Abruptly, above the valley, the sky darkened, not as gray as a haze filled with demonic energy, but as black as ink, as if a heavenly dog swallowed the sun, and darkness replaced the light.
Xiao Yi's eyes moved and he looked up at the sky. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Is he finally here?
Not far away, Jian Wuwang inadvertently noticed this scene. He was startled, but soon had no time to pay attention, because a shuddering aura descended from the nine heavens, as if the end was coming, and all the commanders were approaching.
The enemy's eyes were full of horror.
"I didn't expect that three fish that slipped through the net actually sneaked in. Why, Jian Jinglei, you can't even brand a mere Dongxu Formation?"
Above the valley, nothingness twisted, and then a silver-white opening opened, and five figures stepped out. Two of them were Jian Qingyun and his son, so who were they?
"Jian Qingyun!" Jian Jinglei's eyes were like lightning, as if he could penetrate the soul, but under the will of the three demon lords, he couldn't really penetrate.
"Jian Qingyun, your death is not enough to forgive your sin! Your sin is unforgivable."
"Damn it, you still have the nerve to come back."
The faces of the commanders were livid, and their eyes turned red. They were stabbed by their own clan. This was a great pain and a great hatred. They threw themselves at the demon clan. Has the human blood in their bones turned black?
The old leader of the Thunder Sword Clan straightened up. Although he was full of white hair, he was also exuding unparalleled Qi at this moment. His eyes were no longer cloudy as before, with lightning splashing and sword Qi flowing. With this change, even Jian Qingyun
Behind the two people
The three demon lords cannot be ignored, because although the opponent is old and almost dead, his level is high. He has entered the realm of death with half a step, and is further than them. If he fights hard, he may be able to fight before his death.
Drop one of them.
The three demon lords have all transformed into human forms. The leader is a middle-aged man. He is dressed in a green battle suit. He has a majestic figure and is nearly two feet tall. His eyes are like two demon lamps. He shines light wherever he looks.
It emits an astonishing divine light, which is a shock derived from the spirit of will. It is a kind of spiritual light, the flow of innate fetal breath, and those who are not in this state will be frightened into their hearts and their spirits will be taken away.
The other two demon masters, one woman, has a beautiful face and charming posture. She is wearing a fiery red dress, with a waist as slim as a willow and skin as thick as frost and snow. The whole person seems to be carved from mutton-fat white jade, exuding an astonishing aura.
Beautiful, the most eye-catching thing is the pair of eyes, which are sparkling like red crystals, crystal clear and emitting a misty red light.
She was such a beautiful woman, even Jian Jinglei didn't dare to look down upon her, because she was injured in this woman's hands in the first place, and tens of thousands of Lei Sword tribe members died in her hands, and her hands were stained with human blood.
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