There were sounds of killing everywhere.

Seeing that the soldiers around had rushed over and there was a fierce killing sound in front of him, Bi Lige returned to Ye Xiao and looked at Ye Xiao with a tired face and said, "Brother Ye, how about it? Can you still persevere? As long as we can finally eliminate all the masters of the other three clans, then this time, we will have the final say. It will be easy for you to enter the "holy mountain" at that time, but I hope that luck will always be on our side. Even if all our soldiers die completely, they must die with the people of the other three clans. Otherwise, we will probably be the ones who fail in the end."

After listening to Li Ge's words, Ye Xiao's eyes also shrank.

Obviously, all the people who rushed over just now were treated as cannon fodder.

cruel.

Ye Xiao could hardly imagine what kind of person the person who was called the "Master of All beings" was. If he was a Buddha, in Ye Xiao's impression, no matter how hypocritical he was, he would not be so cruel. This world is simply a world that exists for the sake of killing. Everyone is just a pawn of the "Master of All beings". After a killing, I don't know how many people will die. Then they will rest for a thousand years and re-evolve this killing, and endless killing.

numbness.

The "ancient remnants" around them have been integrated into the killing, and the human warriors with a little spiritual energy in their bodies are no exception. Everyone has red eyes. Many "ancient remnants" and "human warriors" have been in a state of madness. They have long been unable to distinguish their enemies and friends. As long as the people standing beside them, they will rush up and kill without hesitation. When they see the rolling yellow sand in front of them gradually fade and the visibility is getting higher and higher, both Shui Changsheng and Bi Lige who are following behind breathe a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice: "The battle of the five tribes is about to end."

"What does it mean?" Ye Xiao looked at the two of them with a confused look on his face.

"The more people die, the more they can dilute the yellow sand here. When all the yellow sands are dissipated, this 'Five Clan Battle' will be completely over." Bilige said in a deep voice.

"Damn it, that old pervert in sentient beings." Gusling, who was unable to move half of his body, gritted his teeth. If it weren't for the Master of sentient beings, they wouldn't have fallen to this point. They didn't even know whether they could leave this world alive. Not only Gusling, but at this moment, even Tuoba Rufeng wanted to greet Master of sentient beings' ancestors, the eighteen generations. Only Ye Xiao, who was deeply trapped in meditation. He could feel that Master of sentient beings had set up such a "ten directions of spiritual world" not only for killing, but also hidden many unknown purposes. If he was just for killing, he would raise a few "ancient monsters" in the ninth level of the earth immortal realm here, he would probably die as much as he came, but he didn't, and he still left a glimmer of life in it.

"The King of the World, what's wrong?" Tuoba Rufeng asked quickly when he saw Ye Xiao not speaking.

Hearing Tuoba Rufeng's voice, Ye Xiao shook his head slightly and said, "It's okay, it's going to end soon?"

"Well!" Tuoba Rufeng nodded, holding a "holy stone" tightly in his hand, quickly recovering his physical strength. Now, the yellow sand of the entire "Demon God Plain" has basically retreated, and you can see the entire "Demon God Plain" at a glance. There are some broken limbs and broken bodies everywhere, just like Shura hell.

The boiling yellow sand gradually subsided, and the hurricanes around them began to retreat. The "Demon God Plain" that was originally shrouded in the sky gradually appeared in everyone's sight. A platform with a radius of only tens of thousands of meters has been irrigated by the blood of these "Ancient Remnants". The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Many of the broken limbs and broken limbs have been covered by the yellow sand. You can still see a little outline. There are only a few thousand people left in the 400,000 warriors of the "Ancient Remnants" at this moment, and only a few thousand people are still fighting on the battlefield. Some human warriors and demons whose spiritual energy is beginning to dry up in their bodies have long retreated to the edge of the "Demon God Plain". Each face is full of horror. Obviously, this time, the "Five Clan Battle" definitely left a lot of shadows in their hearts.

The "Five Clans Battle" has gradually come to an end.

Shui Changsheng, Bilige and the main characters of the other three clans are now far away from the battlefield where only endless killing is left.

They all stood in their own camp, looking forward to the victory and defeat on the battlefield. Shui Changsheng, with a solemn expression on his face, glanced at the battlefield before turning back to Bi Lige beside him, and said in a hoarse and heavy voice: "The 'Gold Clan' is worthy of being the best in our 'Ancient Remnants'. Compared with a thousand years ago, the strength of these warriors of the 'Gold Clan' is much stronger. Even if our two tribes, the 'wood clan' and the 'Fire clan' joined forces, they could not completely suppress the 'Gold Clan'. Now they still have the upper hand. If nothing unexpected happens, all the warriors of our four tribes will probably be slaughtered by the 'Gold Clan'. Moreover, the thirty or so people behind the Golden Man Slaughter should all be level 3 warriors!"

Among the five clans, being able to have more than thirty third-level warriors is definitely an extremely terrifying force.

Even if the "Tu Clan" and "Shui Clan" join forces together, there are not so many third-level warriors. Bi Lige, who was standing next to Shui Changsheng, nodded slightly, squinted his phoenix eyes, snorted proudly, and then said lightly: "Not until the last moment, no one can guarantee that the final result will fall to anyone."

Shui Changsheng nodded slightly, naturally understanding Bilige's meaning.

As long as the victory or defeat on the battlefield in front of you is not big, then the final decision on the victory or defeat of the entire "Five Clan Battle" will be the third-level warriors among all races. Obviously, this time, four of the five races have joined forces and are constantly suppressing the most powerful "Jin Clan". At this moment, even if the "Jin Clan" wins the first battlefield, there are few remaining soldiers left, which is not enough to worry about. What really makes Shui Changsheng worry are the third-level warriors of the "Jin Clan", and the number is too large.
Chapter completed!