"Hmph! How dare you get your hands on my treasure?"
Far away in the chaos outside the territory, the Tianji Mingzhu is the treasure of the Netherworld Saint. Even though they are separated from the chaos, the Netherworld Saint can still sense Xuanming's movements for the first time. He suddenly makes a cold sound, and the terrifying Hunyuan Divine Power instantly bursts out in the temple.
Come on.
At this time, the Tianji Mingzhu far away in the world passage instantly burst out with a gray-white divine light, which directly broke Xuan Ming's hand that was about to grab him. In an instant, he got rid of Xuan Ming's shackles and turned directly into a stream of light towards the distance.
The army flew away from the battlefield at such a speed that even Xuan Ming, a mid-level quasi-sage, couldn't help but be stunned, but the next moment, Xuan Ming's face, which was already pale due to serious injuries, instantly turned red.
"Humph! It's just a spiritual treasure driven by others, and it wants to escape from the clutches of this witch!"
After saying that, Xuan Ming flew up directly and turned into a divine light to fly towards the spirit treasure. Although Xuan Ming had been seriously injured by the ghost figure and the two people in red sacrificed blood to the spirit treasure, as a witch clan, his physical body was stronger than ever before.
Even if he could not defeat anyone, let alone an ancestral witch, within a short time, with the support of the life source given by Li Xuan, he had stabilized his injuries. Even if he could not recover instantly, he could fly with all his strength without a big fight.
It can still be done easily.
At this time, on the fortress battlefield, countless ancient giants and Shura flew out of the fortress shield like a flood, roaring towards the Netherworld army below.
At this time, the Netherworld army, after Kuafu successfully transformed into the quasi-sage realm, even the Daluo Jinxian Ghost King was ten times more powerful than the prehistoric army, but it had no advantage at all in front of the quasi-sage wizard. In just a few days
, nearly a thousand Daluo Ghost Kings were suppressed by Kuafu, a quasi-sage, together with a group of powerful Daluo warriors from the wild, and were completely killed and injured. Without the Daluo Ghost King, the tens of millions of Netherworld army were already going crazy.
In front of the ordinary prehistoric people, they suffered heavy losses and could not withstand the counterattack of the prehistoric army.
"The whole army listens to the order! Kill all these aliens for me. Anyone who offends us in the wild world will die!" Kuafu stood in the void, even though he had just broken through to the quasi-sage, the terrifying power of the quasi-sage erupted.
He came out and directly suppressed several Daluo Ghost Kings not far away, knocking them to the ground and preventing them from moving.
"We will obey the orders of the great wizard!"
As the only quasi-sage on the battlefield, Kuafu's combat power of instantly killing a group of ghost kings has completely subdued the hundreds of ancient troops. After receiving Kuafu's order, everyone's morale suddenly skyrocketed, and they frantically chased and killed the Netherworld in front of them.
Ghost clan.
Suddenly, in the void, Kuafu's expression changed, and he looked cautiously not far away. Although as soon as he broke through, he directly killed more than twenty Daluo Ghost Kings and suppressed millions of Netherworld Ghost Clan, so that this
The morale of the Netherworld army, which did not have the Ghost King at that time, plummeted, and they were defeated by the prehistoric army and chased them all the way. However, only Kuafu himself knew that at this time, he was already at the end of his strength, and the reason why he was able to directly kill all the ghost kings was only with the help of
Fang Yi's breakthrough blood energy and Li Xuanliu's remaining life source in the body-protecting magic weapon only exploded temporarily. Otherwise, Kuafu in his prime would not dare to say that he could kill more than twenty powerful Da Luo Jinxian in an instant, among which
There are many people who are at the peak of Daluo. Although Kuafu is still mighty at this time, his blood is exhausted. At most, he can only exert the strength of Daluo Jinxian in the early stage. This is why Kuafu does not continue to kill the rest.
The reason for the Netherworld Army is not to expose its own situation and to suppress the morale of the Netherworld Army so that the Great Desolate Army can kill the aliens with all its strength. Otherwise, if the Netherworld Army knows that it is afraid of the fearful quasi-sage powerhouse, it can only
If Daluo Jinxian exerts his initial strength, he will probably react in an instant and attack wildly towards the ancient army, in order to kill himself, the quasi-sage whose strength has been greatly damaged!
But at this time, on the battlefield, Kuafu suddenly sensed a dark force coming towards his own battlefield. His heart suddenly sank. With his quasi-sage perception, Kuafu knew that the opponent must not be weaker than the quasi-sage.
At this time, on the ancient battlefield, he was the only quasi-sage left and his strength was greatly damaged, so he could not be his opponent at all.
"The whole army listens to the order! Return to the fortress immediately!" Without much time to react, Kuafu felt cruel and made a decision in an instant. Even if he died, he would never let the other party break into the wilderness!
"Boom!" The quasi-holy power burst out instantly. Kuafu directly burned his own essence and blood, and the huge furnace of energy and blood instantly condensed in the void.
"Brother Kuafu, this is it!"
On the battlefield, the prehistoric army, which was originally about to rise, was instantly stunned by Kuafu's order. Jiufeng seemed to have thought of something, his face changed, and he asked directly.
"Retreat quickly!" Kuafu replied firmly without saying much. Hearing this, Jiufeng became more sure of his suspicion. His face instantly turned pale, and he turned to face the surrounding prehistoric army and ordered: "The whole army listens to the order! Return immediately.
Fortress!"
"Jie, Jie, Jie! The Ghost King of our clan must have returned. You guys, please kill me! Leave these primitive natives behind, and they must not escape back to the turtle shell!" Kua Fu, Jiu Feng's order, instantly
Then everyone in Netherworld reacted to the return, and the Daluo Ghost King, who was covered in blood, laughed strangely.
"Humph! Looking for death!"
Kuafu shouted angrily in an instant, and the terrifying pressure directly crushed the Daluo Ghost King completely. However, although the Ghost King was dead, he could not stop the millions of Netherworld Ghost Clan army. His eyes were red instantly, and he was desperate for life and death.
Kill everyone in the prehistoric era.
"Keep them!"
"Hahaha! The Ghost Emperor of our clan has returned, so all the natives of the wilderness will just wait to die!"
"Kill them all and enter the wilderness! The opportunity is all ours!"
Immediately, their morale was still low. The Netherworld Ghost Tribe who were being chased and fled turned their heads and charged madly at the Great Desolate Army, entangling the Wu Tribe and Shura Tribe on the battlefield.
"Damn it!" The Netherworld Ghost Clan's counterattack made Kuafu feel angry and worried. However, even so, Kuafu had no time to take action again, because the aura had already arrived.
"Boom!" The void twisted for a while, and the next moment a divine light exuding a dark and evil aura rushed out of the void. The divine light dissipated, and it turned out to be a black ball!
"This is?"
"Haha! This is the most precious treasure of our saint! The Heavenly Secret Bead!"
"Great! I heard that this treasure was given by a saint to help us fight into the wilderness!"
"When the treasure appears, our ghost emperor must have killed the prehistoric quasi-sage. Let the treasure help us this time! Our ghost emperor is about to return! Kill the natives of the prehistoric world! Enter the prehistoric world!"
The appearance of the saint's treasure immediately strengthened the hearts of all the Netherworld troops. They all believed that their ghost emperor had killed Xuanming and was returning to the battlefield. For a time, the minds of millions of Netherworld ghost clans had the power to rush into the wilderness to plunder the supreme opportunity.
It's a beautiful scene, but at this time, the Netherworld army doesn't know that the saint's treasure above their heads has locked onto them for some reason.
"Jie, Jie, Jie! What a waste! Even a small fortress cannot be broken. Rather than letting you fall into the hands of the ancients and suffer humiliation, it is better to die in my hands and restore my treasure!" p>
"Boom!"
Deep in the chaos outside the territory, the ghost saint chanted, and the next moment, on the battlefield, the Tianji Mingzhu instantly erupted into a huge light curtain, directly covering millions of ghosts.
"Ah! What is this!"
"The treasure of a saint! What a bad saint!"
"Sage, please spare your life!"
Under the light curtain, not only the ordinary Netherworld ghosts, but also the Daluo Ghost King were unable to move for an instant. Under the horrified eyes of everyone in the prehistoric era, all their souls were absorbed by the saint's treasure in the void and turned into fly ash. p>
"What kind of evil weapon spirit treasure is this? It's so evil!"
Seeing the tens of millions of Netherworld armies being swallowed up in front of their eyes and turning into ashes and dissipating, the Rao Wu Clan and the Shura Clan, who were already bloodthirsty and warlike, could not help but feel a numbness in their scalps at this time, looking at the ordinary and insignificant people in the void.