For the mining trio, time flies by, short and happy.
There are more than 120 mineral veins and 30 rare treasures in Ji Tianxing's bag. Of course he is in a happy mood.
But for Xue Shang and the seven god kings, time passes extremely slowly, which is exhausting.
Two full hours have passed since Xue Shang began to crack the divine formation.
Everyone was exhausted, with more than half of their divine power consumed, and their spirits were a little sluggish.
Within the defensive formation, the two elders, more than a hundred guards, and two thousand Taotie tribesmen were in the same situation, even more exhausted and haggard.
Only the Supreme Elder, who has been practicing in seclusion and has a very profound foundation of skills, can still maintain seven points of strength.
But even if this is the case, he can't stand alone.
The two defensive formations arranged by Tao Yongsheng were finally broken by Xue Shang himself.
The first layer of blood-light shield had long since been shattered and its power had been lost.
At this moment, with the sound of "click, click, click", a wide gap opened in the second layer of golden light shield.
The gap continued to extend, expand, and spread in all directions, and soon turned into a huge gap.
Under the eyes of several god kings full of surprise and joy, and under the desperate gazes of thousands of Taotie people, the golden light shield gradually fell into pieces and collapsed.
"Crash..."
The fragments of the divine light that blocked out the sky and the sun poured down from the sky and scattered on the wasteland like masonry debris.
From then on, there was no longer any barrier between the eight god kings and the Taotie people.
In the Taotie tribe's camp, more than two thousand tribesmen who were not qualified to participate in the war were wailing and roaring in despair.
On the edge of the camp, on the devastated wasteland, the two thousand Taotie tribesmen who participated in the battle all had red eyes, were angry and desperate.
Although, these people all know that the end of the Taotie clan has come.
Soon, they will all be bombed and wiped out.
However, the Taotie tribe is an ancient ferocious beast. Even if they were named one of the seven nobles of the demon tribe in ancient times, they still cannot change their bloodthirsty and violent nature.
Even in the face of imminent destruction, no one will be timid and surrender.
At this moment, two thousand tribesmen were in a desperate situation, arousing endless fighting spirit and murderous intent.
They were united and determined to die, shouting loud slogans and roaring with anger.
"Life or death depends on this moment!"
"If you fight for the survival of our clan, don't be afraid of death!"
"Even if we die in this battle, we will drag them to death together!"
"We, the Taotie clan, will never give up!"
Countless Taotie clan masters and strong men roared at the top of their lungs.
The rolling sound echoed in the sky, shaking the wasteland.
The world is filled with surging murderous intent, turning into a bloody gust of wind, whizzing past.
Many Taotie clan deacons and guards took action quickly and led the clansmen into formation to face the enemy.
The Supreme Elder and the two elders all sacrificed their divine weapons, filled with murderous intent.
The three of them looked solemn, and their bodies were crazily accumulating divine power, preparing for the final battle.
The atmosphere at this moment was chilling and depressing to the extreme.
In the sky not far away, Xue Shang and the seven god kings took advantage of the situation and adjusted their breath for a moment before sacrificing their respective weapons.
Xue Shang stared at the Taotie tribesmen expressionlessly, a hint of apology flashed in the depths of his cold eyes.
"I'm sorry, the Star-Eating Cave is so exciting that I have to kill you before I can fully control this cave.
Although we were once an alliance, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless.
If you want to blame, you can only blame your clan leader for being immersed in the glory of the past, relying on his own identity, and refusing to accept the cruel reality."
Xue Shang recited these words silently in his heart but did not say them out loud.
After all, it was impossible for him to let go of the Taotie people.
Cut the grass without removing the root, but it will grow again when the spring breeze blows.
The Taotie Clan, like the Qiongqi Clan, are ancient ferocious beasts and the Seven Nobles of the Monster Clan.
If these thousands of Taotie tribesmen are spared today, perhaps they will come back thousands of years later.
By then, the anger of the Taotie Clan will sweep across the world, and not only the Qiongqi Clan will suffer, but the entire Star Source Continent will be in chaos.
Therefore, I had to kill him.
The thoughts of Gale Wind Palace, Sanwang Temple, Xihe Sect and others are also the same as Xue Shang.
Their power is even weaker, not as good as the Qiongqi tribe, so how can they dare to leave any future troubles?
The next moment, Xue Shang raised the butcher knife and shouted coldly with no expression on his face: "Spread out, kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed into the Taotie tribe's camp at the head of the crowd, brandished his magic sword and slashed out the afterimages all over the sky, releasing hundreds of magical powers of law.
The right protector, the master of the second palace of Gale Wind, and several god kings all dispersed, rushed into the Taotie tribe's camp from all directions, and started a massacre.
This is naturally the most effective.
The eight of them are all high-ranking god-kings with extraordinary strength.
If they were to assemble into a group and confront thousands of Taotie tribesmen head-on, even if they could win, they would still have to delay time and pay a heavy price.
But when they are dispersed and fight on their own, they are very flexible and changeable.
Thousands of Taotie tribesmen also had to be divided into eight groups to deal with them separately, and their strength was greatly weakened.
Following the bloody light that covered the sky and the sun, the five-colored divine light lit up, and all kinds of magical lights and shadows poured into the Taotie tribe's camp like a torrential flood.
The light and shadow of swords, the ice, fire and frost, the shadows of ancient ferocious beasts, the blade that created the world... all kinds of divine light images illuminate the sky tens of thousands of miles away.
“Bang bang bang!”
"Boom, boom, boom!"
"Boom!"
Then, an earth-shaking, deafening loud noise broke out, resounding throughout the world and shaking the world.
The Taotie Clan's camps with a radius of thousands of miles were destroyed into ruins in an instant.
Hundreds of houses and palaces were torn apart by the bombardment of divine magic, turning into ruins all over the ground, leaving behind ruins.
Hundreds of Taotie tribe members were shattered into pieces under the divine light, splattering countless debris and spraying blood all over the sky.
There were desperate roars, angry curses, and painful howls.
But it was all covered up by the deafening noise.
The right protector, the master of the second hall of Gale Wind, the second leader of the Three Kings Temple, the deputy master of the Xihe Sect, and others were all invincible and massacred.
Only Xue Shang was stopped.
He is the strongest person, and the person who stopped him is naturally the strongest person in the Taotie clan, the Supreme Elder.
In terms of age, seniority and strength, they are all superior to the Supreme Elder.
If the two sides fight alone, the Supreme Elder will definitely win.
But it is a pity that the Supreme Elder did not have the artifact to suppress the clan, and the Primal Chaos Bell fell into the hands of Ji Tianxing.
In Xue Shang's hand, there is the immortal golden body of ancestor Qiong Qi.
By merging the immortal golden body with his divine body, he now has an immortal body with nearly invincible defense.
After a few exchanges with the Supreme Elder, he gained a firm foothold, gradually counterattacked, and finally gained the upper hand.
On the other side, the two remaining elders of the Taotie clan are both intermediate god kings.
Even if they are extremely sad and angry and determined to die, it will not help.
The right protector of the Qiongqi clan used the method of the ninth level god king and quickly killed them easily.
This battle was destined to end from the beginning.