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Six hundred and seventieth eight chapters Jiuxiao thunder

The three branches of the Gods that are now gathered in the Endless Sea are actually the three branches of the Heavenly Demon, Shadow Demon, and Dark Demon before the Demon Clan was split. As for the Blood Demon Clan, they have been completely wiped out in the Pingyuan Domain.

The heads of the four major branch clans gathered together, Xue Tu's aura was weak, and there was uncontrollable anger in his eyes: "Three brothers, you must avenge my bloodline!"

"Don't worry, the ants of the three tribes don't know what the world is, and they also use conspiracy and tricks to kill the younger generation of our tribe. Even if there is nothing to do with the Pingyuan Domain, it is impossible to let them go!" said an old man with a ghastly and terrifying aura.

It seems that in his eyes, the hundreds of thousands of allied troops of the three tribes facing each other more than a hundred miles away are like ordinary people who have no strength to tie a chicken, and can be destroyed with a flip of their hands.

"Second brother, don't be careless. Now we are missing a lineage and our combat power has been greatly reduced. If we want to win, I'm afraid the price will be high."

The aura of the person speaking was obviously stronger than the others, and he had already reached the realm of half-reaching the sky.

"Hmph, it's not like he was so overjoyed that he wanted to crush the demon clan with his own power, but what about now?" said the last old man.

"Okay, hurry up and prepare for the battle. Please be careful. The strength of the three tribes is stronger than we expected."

After the old man with a gloomy aura finished speaking, the other three stopped talking back and dispersed to give instructions to their subordinates.



Opposite, Long Zaitian, Jun Mo, the Black Demon Clan Princess and others gathered beside Murong Wan, with a cold face. Everyone had just finished analyzing the combat power of both sides, and their faces were solemn.

Although the number of warriors in the three-community coalition was several times that of the Gods, no one dared to say that they were absolutely sure of defeating them.

They knew in their hearts that even if they could win this battle, at least half of the tens of thousands of warriors behind them would perish, which would be an unbearable loss for every race.

However, as things have come to this, these worries are of no avail.

"Don't think so much. During the ancient war, it was much more tragic than now. At that time, warriors from both sides met and started fighting without any nonsense. The scope of the impact was not smaller than it is now."

Xiao Yuan snorted coldly, only he was qualified to make such a comment.

For these core figures of the three clans, they all know Xiao Yuan's identity now, so no one will argue in front of him.

"Miss Murong, let's do it according to the previous assignment." Jun Tianxiao is a fighting maniac. Even if he faces the gods, he can't affect his fighting enthusiasm.

"Sister Lengyan?"

Murong Wan has a special status and is one of the strongest people present. When the human race's Tongtian realm is not present, she is already a representative figure.

But she did not agree rashly, but looked at Leng Yan and Xiao Yuan.

On the one hand, she knew that she was old and inexperienced, so she wanted to ask these two what they meant. On the other hand, it was also out of respect for them.

"Sooner or later, you won't be able to escape, so let's take action. What does the Dragon Clan Chief think?"

Knowing that no one would listen to Xiao Yuan's opinion, this wretched guy always gave people an unreliable feeling, Leng Yan nodded and replied, and asked the representative of the demon clan, Long Zaitian.

"What Fairy Leng Yan said is absolutely true!" Long Zaitian nodded, indicating that the three clans had reached a consensus.

After the tea was served, a loud bang spread throughout the world, and the war broke out.

In an instant, the heaven and earth shook, and the shocking power seemed to pierce the sky; the demonic power was rolling, as if it could destroy the world at any time; the demonic aura soared into the sky, and huge ferocious beasts were flying across the sky.

Hundreds of thousands of armies were like locusts passing through the border. They had not yet engaged in battle. The void could no longer withstand the pressure, and countless space cracks cracked.

"kill!"

Although the number of the Gods is small, their momentum is not much weaker than that of the three tribes coalition. Giants exuding a terrifying aura appeared one after another. With one step, a giant pit appeared on the ground.

"Boom... boom!"

Suddenly, the two groups of men and horses collided with each other, and immediately there was an earth-shattering roar.

At this moment, there was only fighting and smoke in the sky, and the fate of the weak was only accompanied by fear and death. After a fierce sound of swords, swords, fists and fists, blood was spilled on the battlefield.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a thunder resounded across the sky, and the void seemed to be torn apart by the hands of a pair of ancient giant beasts. Immediately, a bolt of lightning cut the entire sky into pieces.

Above the sky, thunder was rolling, as if gods were beating giant drums, and the deafening sound spread across the earth.

Perhaps the gods couldn't bear it, and it started pouring rain at this moment.

In an instant, countless water lines poured down from the nine heavens, gradually sewing the sky and the earth together.

"Keng!"

A clear sword cry resounded, and it was particularly loud on this battlefield with heavy rain.

Murong Wan took the lead, his water-singing sword made ripples, and there was not a single general he passed along the way. In an instant, he arrived in front of several clan leaders of the God Clan.

"Boohoo!"

Behind them, the silver ruler broke through the air, the spear light swept across, the sword energy crisscrossed, the ink spilled into the void, painting the void, Lu Yang, Lie Kong, and Nangong Yizhi followed closely. Facing the highest combat power of the gods in the field, the human race obviously did not think about fighting with them.

They fight alone.

"laugh……"

Leng Yan held an exquisite hairpin, which turned into a magic weapon that was about ten feet long under the influence of his true energy. He waved it lightly with his bare hands, and dozens of powerful men from the God Clan exploded to death.

She leaned forward slightly and stood beside Murong Wan silently.

"Haha, let me recreate the pride of ancient times!"

The true energy in Xiao Yuan's left hand surged, and the demonic energy wrapped around his right palm. He was like a god of death thrown out from hell, killing nearly a hundred warriors of the gods in a short period of time.

Jun Mo's momentum suddenly increased, and the demonic power filled the air. He raised his hand with one hand, and then suddenly turned his palm. Several giant pillars filled with demonic energy flashed out, like an ancient mythical beast and bird with its iron claws spread out and flying towards the nine heavens.

.

He had just arrived, and without even saying hello, he rushed straight towards Xuetu who had escaped from Pingyuan Domain.

"Damn it, he is my trophy, don't rob it from me!"

Jun Tianxiao on the other side arrived almost at the same time, with majestic demonic energy surging, arrogance and demonic power forming in the sky, and the space within a radius of dozens of feet was completely under his control.

The princess and Qin Zhining came over quietly and surrounded the world from the other side.

"Ouch!"

Two silver dragons broke through the sky, and the roar of the dragons spread beyond the sky. The rain in the sky evaporated and dissipated without touching them. When they fell, they turned into two figures, which were Long Chen and Long Zaitian, father and son.

"Kill this group of people, and the others won't be afraid!"

The three chiefs of the God Clan were full of fighting spirit. When they rushed to this position, more warriors from the three tribes died in the hands of a few people. At this moment, there was still scarlet blood on the huge hands.

"war!"

The momentum of this group of people exploded, and the warriors within the range of Li Xu were directly suppressed by their momentum, and the warriors of the four tribes a little further away immediately fled.

If we continue to fight around here, we will definitely die in an unknown manner.

"Sacred weapon, come out!"

Without unnecessary nonsense, Jun Mo activated the "Guwu Flowing Light Tower", Jun Tianxiao's "Hidden Dragon Monument" transformed into the Optimus Giant Pillar, Qin Zhining sacrificed a mysterious scroll, and Long Chen and his son both had an extra one in their hands that exuded terror.

The demonic dragon ball.

Only Xiao Yuan, an old man like this, actually sent more than ten strange artifacts at the same time. It must be that they are the treasures that he has secretly studied over the years.


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