Chapter seven hundred and sixty sixth war blood boils
Chapter 766 The blood boils in battle
Even if the ancient holy weapons were damaged and were not made of divine materials handed down from ancient times, their divine power was unimaginable. The mountains collapsed and the entire wilderness shook.
In the distance, all the birds and beasts were trembling with fear. They all knelt on the ground and worshiped in this direction. The world was silent. Only here, a purple gold hammer hung in the sky. With a shock, all the heavens and worlds seemed to be shaking.
collapsed.
It is indescribable, and the extremely terrifying power, nothing can resist it at this moment. The purple waves it emits encounter mountains and landslides, lakes and lakes dry up, and valleys collapse.
Heaven and earth are destroyed, and everything is destroyed!
"The damn bastard is here again, destroying my home and destroying my village. This is really going to kill them all. I and you are sworn in!"
In a mountainous area in the distance, several old barbarians saw this scene, and their hair and beards all stood out. They had not yet counterattacked Beiyuan, but the other party came to bully them again. If they had not moved away long ago, they would have been bloodbathed.
The purple wave spread, the world became quiet, and everything was destroyed. Ancient villages, mountains, etc. had already decomposed under the aftermath.
When everything calmed down, the mountains at the front were silently annihilated. A breeze blew by, and they fell down like paper and turned into fly ash.
It is such a incomplete holy weapon, far from being comparable to the great weapons handed down from ancient times, but it has such power!
There is a purple gold hammer as big as a human head hanging in front of the Wang family. It is steaming with purple air and brilliant in the rays of the sun. It was originally very delicate, but one third of it is missing and sunken.
Wang Chengtian's eyes were full of coldness, he stood proudly with his hands behind his back, showing indescribable indifference, looking like a master from outside the world.
However, in an instant, his face froze, his eyes froze, and then he took a dozen steps back, and his expression suddenly froze.
Behind them, several other members of the Wang family were also stunned, and then they were extremely shocked, and they all had expressions of disbelief.
Just in front, the three people were intact and walked out of the dissipating purple ripples. They all had calm faces and no fear at all.
One of the guys spoke up, with a look of ridicule on his face, and said: "How dare you call this broken hammer a holy weapon? Give it to me, Son of God Li Tian, to pound medicine and use it until it's almost ready."
Wang Chengtian and others were completely shocked. They knew that the trouble was serious. What happened was far beyond their expectations. There was probably a big disaster today.
In Ye Fan's right hand, he holds a fist-sized copper stove. It is beautiful and dazzling, crystal clear, and the copper material is spiritual, translucent, moist, and sparkling.
The soft mist of light it emits protects the three people inside, and wisps of the power of the saint overflow, shocking people's souls incomparably.
"The perfect holy weapon passed down from generation to generation!" The Wang family felt cold from head to toe. They could never touch this kind of thing on ordinary days. It is the most precious treasure left by the great sage in the world. The one in the family was sacrificed. It is difficult to see it from a distance.
Chance.
Wang Chengtian's whole body was as cold as ice. For the first time, he felt that death was so close. Facing such a weapon, dozens of others from him would die.
His elder brother once competed with Wang Chengkun for the position of head of the family. In terms of strength, they were far superior to each other. They were famous duo in this generation of the Wang family and no one could resist.
However, their strength was not as strong as the amazing aptitude of a young son. The young Wang Teng was valued by his ancestor and earned his father the position of head of the family.
Now, Wang Chengkun has been killed, and his brother has become the most powerful contender for the head of the family. They asked him to get the Purple Gold Hammer, allowing him to use the power of the holy soldiers to kill the holy body, avenge the shame of the Wang family, and strengthen this family.
The prestige of a faction adds luster to his brother's rise to power.
However, in the end, it was like this. The opponent had a legendary holy weapon, which made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Let us kneel down here, how dare you speak." Li Tian sneered.
"Don't kill us..." Someone behind Wang Chengtian trembled under the divine power of the holy soldiers. No one is not afraid of death, but the degree of fear they bear is different.
"Buzz"
The void trembled, light flashed in Ye Fan's hand, and the Goddess Furnace shot out a ray of smoke, gorgeous and beautiful, and fixed the purple gold hammer on the spot, and then rolled it back.
He held it in his hand and rubbed it gently, using the Goddess Furnace to erase all the marks of divine consciousness inside, and then observed carefully.
"It's a pity that it's a mutilated piece with serious internal injuries."
Not only is this weapon made of poor quality, but it is also extremely worn out. It has exhausted its last vitality, and the fire of the gods within it will be extinguished. Otherwise, it cannot be suppressed at all, and it will be even more difficult to capture it.
Yan Yixi said: "The collapse is severe enough. We can suppress it with the Goddess Furnace, otherwise we can really subdue the gods who are not holy soldiers. But there are also shortcomings. In this way, it will be damaged more seriously and it will not be used a few times in the future."
"It doesn't matter, it's better than not using it at all." Ye Fan said.
Holy weapons are very scary. They must subdue the gods within before they can be used. Otherwise, they will backfire at any time and kill the holder. This is why the big forces are not afraid even if the handed down weapons are taken away, because there is a great chance to take them back and kill them.
It is also difficult to use in the enemy's hands.
"You little bastards, it's my fault today!" Wang Chengtian felt depressed when he saw that the Holy Soldier was going to change hands completely. Although it was incomplete, it was still a big loss to the family.
"***, if you talk too hard now, I won't be able to kill you in a while!" Li Tiandao said, he took the Goddess Stove and swept a divine light on the spot.
Wang Chengtian flew away upside down, his bones and tendons were ringing non-stop, the wheel sea was shattered, the Dao Palace collapsed, and the Immortal Platform was bleeding. He was crippled on the spot and lost all his cultivation.
"You..." Wang Chengtian was trembling all over and despairing of all his thoughts. He had practiced hard all his life, but today it was completely over.
"What are you!" Li Tian slapped him to the ground with his backhand.
"Don't kill us, agree to any conditions." The other people were almost scared out of their wits, kneeling on the ground, trembling all over.
"I have a lot of questions to ask you." Ye Fan smiled, and was about to invade Beiyuan. The deeper he knew about this family, the better.
"You beasts..." Wan Wan Tian was not only scolding several tribesmen, but also scolding Ye Fan and others. He wanted to continue shouting and cursing loudly.
"Bang"
Ye Fan fell from the sky, stepped down, and half of his face fell into the soil. He could no longer speak, and then kicked him far away like a dog to death.
After a short time, Ye Fan got a lot of valuable information from several people, and finally took these people into the barbarian tribe and handed them over to them for further torture.
The people in the tribe hated them so much that they would not use gentle methods. They almost scratched Wang Chengtian and beat him hard with a big gun. It didn't take long before he was almost smashed.
When Ye Fan left, he wiped away the traces of the battlefield. He didn't want to leave the aura of the ancient holy soldiers behind, because it was not appropriate to expose it now.
Not long after, those who had built the teleportation array arrived from Phoenix City, but they were all disappointed. The battle was over long ago and they saw nothing.
"Woooo..." The horns were blaring, and the barbarian tribes were ordering their troops, preparing to march into the Northern Plains. Two people came to bloodbath their villages, which was too much of a deception.
Summon all masters, whether they live in groups in the mountains, practice alone in secret places, or retreat, all will appear.
This ancient horn represents war. It will never be blown unless it is a critical moment. Once it is sounded, there will be a shocking war, and the entire clan will fight, and the earth will be filled with blood.
Ye Fan felt that it was time to invade Beiyuan. Many major forces were focusing on Nanling and targeting the layout. At this time, they escaped just in time and successfully entered Beiyuan!
"Woooo..." The ancient bull horn sounded long, shaking the mountains and valleys, and resounding throughout the ancient land.
"Ouch..."
With a loud roar, all the mountains shook, and a huge black dragon crossed the sky, casting a large shadow, which was boundless in terror, and its breath made all spirits tremble.
It has a pair of huge scaly wings, each of which can cover a mountain. You can imagine how terrifying this overlord of the sky is.
This is a dragon species that was raised by the old patriarch of the previous generation and has the blood of a blue dragon flowing in its body. Sitting on it are nine old people. They are very old, but they are all wild. They are wearing animal skins and carrying large wolf teeth on their backs.
Great, they all have the same shape.
"These people..." Ye Fan was surprised. These old people were extremely terrifying. Each one of them was around three thousand years old and was a living fossil in the tribe.
"roar……"
On the other side, a huge white tiger roared and galloped from the depths of the mountains. Every time it landed, it could trample a cliff, possessing unparalleled terrifying destructive power.
This is another terrifying patron saint of the barbarians. It has lived for more than 3,500 years. It is as high as a mountain and its evil spirit is overwhelming.
On its back, there are more than thirty terrifying old people, all of whom are over two thousand years old. Their hair is like tangled grass. Although their bodies are thin due to age, they are all full of energy and have big backs.
He wields an ax and a big stick, all of them are fierce and scary.
"roar……"
The roars continued, and one barbarian beast after another rushed towards them. There was a master sitting on each head. This was a group of barbarian warriors who were slightly inferior in seniority and were not qualified to sit on the two guardian gods.
Their upper bodies were naked, with copper ribs and iron bones, and muscles like horned dragons. They were either riding on divine beasts or sitting cross-legged on unicorn lions. They all looked like ancient gods of war.
"There are so many masters. Damn it, my human desire was not so powerful when it was at its peak!" Li Tian shrank his neck, feeling cold all over his body.
The ancient barbarian tribes were so mysterious and powerful. No wonder they dared to bully the immortal dynasty, kill them, and overthrow them completely.
"Some of these fierce men who appeared on savage beasts are powerful. There are so many of them, so powerful!" Yan Yixi felt almost suffocated.
A loud roar came, filling the mountains and plains, and there were figures everywhere, all rising into the air, old and young, all extremely wild and tough, holding terrifying primitive ancient weapons. This group of people did not have mounts, but they all had magical powers.
It's scary. The point is that there are too many soldiers all over the mountains and plains.
"Report..."
In the distant sky, someone rode a bird of prey and flew into the wild ridge like a bolt of lightning. He loudly reported, "Several forces left by the Wang family in Nanling have entered the wild ridge and are searching for our people.
The people from their village will be chased and killed wherever they escape, and they will be wiped clean with blood."
An old barbarian man stood up on a cliff, his hair flying wildly, and shouted: "The Beiyuan Wang family has bullied others too much. This is the third time they have bloodbathed our people. What do you think we should do?"
"Kill, charge into Beiyuan, and use the most powerful combat power to defeat their family!"
"Counterattack, break through the Wang family in Beiyuan, and let the anger of the ancient war god burn throughout Beiyuan!"
"They want to bloodbath our people, so we will kill their families and remove the so-called ancient family from the world forever!"
The old men and women were all roaring with overwhelming fighting spirit!
The mountains and plains are filled with human figures everywhere, people are shouting and beasts are roaring, the crowd is excited, and they all want to fight into Beiyuan.
"Okay, today, our clan's masters will gather together, march into the North Plains, kill each of them and kill them!" The old clan leader on the cliff roared, and countless people below responded.
"*** them, invade Beiyuan, and beat out all their yolks!"
"Insulting our clan and bloodbathing our land, I can't bear it anymore, so I'll pacify them!"
"***them!"
The barbarian army, with their flags fluttering and murderous intent soaring into the sky, were all high in fighting spirit. Each one of them waved a smoke stick, and everyone's blood was boiling. They wanted to kill the general immediately.