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Chapter 1033: Blood washes the gods to avenge this

This time, the Scorpion King was completely angered. Not only did he want to destroy the so-called Immortal Sect, but he also wanted to level the entire Luoshen Mountain Range and kill all the so-called intruders to see if they still dare to be arrogant?

"Yes, High Priest!"

Hearing the roar of the Scorpion King, many elders of the Scorpion tribe shouted loudly, and disappeared in the hall in a flash.

At the same time, in a valley in the Luoshen Mountains, a young man with extraordinary prowess casually killed a strong man from the Demon Tribe. His eyes flashed and he whispered: "Will the Immortal Sect destroy the Demon Tribe?

"

"I finally heard the news from the sect master. How could I, Zhang Xingyun, miss such a big battle?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's body swayed and disappeared directly into the valley, heading towards the Demon Spirit Tribe.

A scene similar to this appeared in every corner of the Luoshen Mountains, with several young people running towards the Demon Spirit Tribe.

On the other side, outside the base of the Demon Sulfur Tribe, the ten most powerful demon king-level tribes of the Demon Tribe, a figure was hidden in it, staring at the team escorting the treasure in front, with a gleam of light in its eyes.

If Wang Feng were here, he would definitely find that this sneaky figure is none other than Guo Jing, a strong man from his Shenxian Sect.

As soon as he arrived in this lost war realm, Guo Jing appeared around the magic sulfur tribe. During this period of time, Guo Jing discovered that every once in a while, in the area controlled by the magic sulfur tribe, those large and small people

The tribe will donate some treasures to the Magic Sulfur Tribe to gain the protection of the Magic Sulfur Tribe.

At this moment, the team advancing not far away was a treasure escort team donated by a large tribe to the Demon Sulfur Tribe.

In order to plunder these treasures, Guo Jing prepared for a long time.

"Boom!"

But at this moment, a roar sounded, making Guo Jing's eyes flash with excitement. The team escorting the treasure had already touched the formation he had laid. Caught off guard, the team suffered many casualties on the spot. The entire team

Extremely confused.

"Kinglong has regrets!"

A deafening roar resounded throughout the world, and then, Guo Jing was surrounded by a terrifying golden dragon shadow, just like a real dragon coming into the world, wrapped in a terrifying dragon power, and bombarded the panicked team.

"boom!"

In an instant, the golden dragon shadow was like a storm, knocking the already panicked team upside down. Several strong men were shaken into blood mist by the terrifying dragon shadow on the spot. The rest, even if they did not die, suffered a lot.

Seriously injured, only the captain who had reached the realm of the Holy God could block Guo Jing's attack!

"Who? How dare you touch our Moxuan tribe?"

The captain became furious on the spot and roared loudly, a roar mixed with endless rage that echoed in the mountain forest.

However, Guo Jing ignored him at all, and directly used the flying dragon move in the sky. Before the team could react, he bombarded wildly. Dragon shadows roared and impacted in the mountain forest, and the terrifying dragon power shook the entire area.

The void is trembling!

A full hour had passed and the battle had just ended. The Holy God-level captain was kneeling on the ground, covered in blood. He looked at Guo Jing swaggeringly holding the treasures they had donated to the Demon Sulfur Tribe, with a look of reluctance on his face.

.

"Um?"

But at this moment, Guo Jing seemed to sense something, frowned, grabbed the seriously injured Holy Spirit powerhouse, and hid in the distance.

"Whoosh...whoosh!"

Just when Guo Jing was hiding, there were sounds of piercing the air, and a scene that shocked Guo Jing appeared. Hundreds of figures exuding a terrifying aura broke through the air and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye. The entire team was so vast.

It was so vast, like a dark cloud, covering the sky and the sun.

"what happened?"

Guo Jing's eyes flickered and he spoke secretly.

"You are dead. After the strong men of the Demon Sulfur Tribe destroy the so-called Immortal Sect, you will never escape the pursuit of the strong men of the Demon Sulfur Tribe!"

But at this moment, the miserable Holy Spirit powerhouse on the side had a flash of red in his eyes and roared angrily.

"What did you say? Shenxian Sect?"

Guo Jing's pupils shrank and he exclaimed. Then, without waiting for the Holy Spirit powerhouse to say anything, he directly used the memory extraction magical power he had obtained from the inheritance of Tianlong Daozu to extract the memory of the Holy Spirit powerhouse.

A full quarter of an hour later, the Holy Spirit's pupils were dilated, his soul was completely extinguished, and he fell straight to the ground. Guo Jing, without even looking at it, put away his treasure and soared into the sky, heading towards the Demon Spirit Tribe.

Go to the station where you are.

…………

On this day, there were densely packed figures standing in the square of the Scorpion Tribe. The terrifying divine auras gathered together, causing the void in the square to become distorted in a manner visible to the naked eye. Looking around, there were thousands of figures.

.

If placed above the Imperial Realm, these thousands of figures alone would be enough to sweep away everything. Those so-called gods would be like ants in front of these thousands of figures!

Among them, most of them are strong in the realm of spiritual gods. There are more than 300 strong in the realm of dry gods, more than 100 strong in the holy god, and more than 50 strong in the true god. Among them, those at the peak of the true god

, a total of fifteen people.

Leaving aside the dead Ninth Elder Demon Ye and the Great Elder Demon Cultivator who went to the Demon Sulfur Tribe, the remaining seven Nirvana elders of the Demon Scorpion Tribe are all standing in front of the square, waiting for the arrival of the Demon Scorpion King!

Although there were a large number of people in the entire square, there was not a trace of noise. Instead, it was very quiet. The air was filled with a heavy and oppressive atmosphere. The fierce fighting spirit and cold murderous intent swept through the entire Scorpion Tribe Square!

"boom!"

Under the gaze of many strong men from the Scorpion tribe, the Scorpion King dressed in black robes and descended from the sky. Alone and alone, he had a powerful look that looked down on the world!

He glanced at the many strong men of the Demon Scorpion Tribe and shouted in a deep voice: "A few days ago, an inhumane thing happened in the area under the jurisdiction of my Demon Scorpion Tribe!"

"The Demon Spirit Tribe, the powerful Immortal Sect formed by the invaders, was wiped out with blood. Tens of thousands of our Demon Tribe members died tragically in their own camp, including the nine elders of our Demon Scorpion Tribe and fifteen guardians.

, they all died there!”

"This is the biggest shame in the history of our Scorpion tribe. What should you do?"

"kill!"

"kill!"

As the Scorpion King finished speaking, thunderous roars resounded, and the sound waves swept through the entire Scorpion Tribe Square, causing the surrounding buildings to tremble continuously.

"Today, I will not only destroy the so-called Immortal Sect, but also bloodbath the entire Luoshen Mountain Range, killing all the intruders, in order to avenge the blood revenge of the demon spirit tribe, and to comfort the spirit of the ninth elder Mo Yi in the sky!

"

"Leave no one behind!"

"Leave no one behind!"

The strong men of the Scorpion Tribe, with fighting spirit soaring into the sky, murderous intent, roaring loudly!

"Set off!"


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