Seeing Ye Zhiqiu blocking ahead, Tian Xiezi felt a trembling heart. He felt uneasy on Ye Zhiqiu's Frost Sword.

Seeing Ye Zhiqiu slashing with a sword, the soul-suming banner trembled, and shrill phantoms shot out, dragging their long tail and heading straight for Ye Zhiqiu with a terrifying howling sound.

Ye Zhiqiu turned a blind eye to these cursed attacks and still slashed with one sword. The sword light trembled, and snowflakes were rising in the sky. The fallen flowers were colorful, beautiful and cold.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

Those cursed souls hit the snowflakes and turned white in an instant, and were frozen, then exploded and turned into snow mist in the sky.

"Can even souls freeze?"

Tian Xiezi's face changed. Seeing Ye Zhiqiu covering the world with a sword, he could not avoid it. The evil god bone tower on his head was glowing and colliding towards Ye Zhiqiu.

"boom"

The ice sword energy slashed on the bone tower. The evil god bone tower was frozen in an instant and turned into an ice tower. The evil god bone tower was also frozen. Tian Xiezi shouted loudly and slapped the evil god bone tower with his big hand. The ice on the evil god bone tower burst into pieces.

The evil god's bone tower was free from the ice, but Tian Xiezi's face turned blue, and his hair, eyebrows, and his eyelashes were covered with frost. He sprayed out a breath of cold air, which condensed into icicles in the air and landed on the ground one after another.

"What a terrifying ice aura."

All the strong people present were shocked. How could Ye Zhiqiu's ice power be so terrifying? Even magical artifacts of the level of the Evil God Bone Tower can be frozen.

Tian Xiezi snorted coldly, and countless iron hooks were actually grown on the soul-summoning banner, and were pulled by chains, like the tails of scorpions.

"call"

The strange phenomenon behind Tian Xiezi spread out, the shadow trembled, and evil lights fell on the evil god's bone tower, wrapping him up, and then storming straight into Ye Zhiqiu's ice field.

"The power of the little ice is just a trick of a devil in front of the divine power." Tian Xiezi sneered. The phantom behind him trembled, and the divine light poured into the evil god's bone tower, isolating Ye Zhiqiu's ice energy.

The soul-shocking banner in his hand was carrying countless iron hooks and came towards Ye Zhiqiu. The soul-shocking banner looked like a hideous multi-legged monster, with a weird and dense attack.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

Ye Zhiqiu looked cold, waved his jade hand, waved the ice sword in his hand, and cut the iron hooks apart. With each impact, the iron hooks and chains were covered with ice and became stiff.

But soon, it was dispelled by the evil light on the Tianxiezi Bone Tower. With the blessing of the Tianxiezi Fantasy, the evil god's bone tower was cancelling out with Ye Zhiqiu's ice power.

Hundreds of iron hooks were flying, and they were thawed while being frozen. The two swords were hooked up, and the ice and snow were flying, making people dazzled.

"This bastard Long Chen, if it weren't for severely damaging the Evil God's Bone Tower, how could this woman stop me?"

Tian Xiezi attacked several times, but was forced to retreat by Ye Zhiqiu. Tian Xiezi was filled with anger. The evil god's bone tower was injured, which greatly reduced his combat power.

"The rest, kill the Dragon Blood Legion." Tian Xiezi was blocked and ordered all evil disciples to launch a fierce attack on the Dragon Blood Legion.

"kill"

With the order from Tian Xiezi, the army of evil Tao also rushed towards the Dragon Blood Legion, the Evil Dao, the Ancient Clan, the Mysterious Beast Clan, the Ancient Family Alliance, the Stone Clan, the Eastern Family, and the Ximen Family. Millions of people roared and killed at the Dragon Blood Legion.

At this time, everyone became nervous. This was an unprecedented war, not only for the sake of luck, but also for the purpose of destroying powerful enemies.

"We have been bullied for tens of thousands of years, and the opportunity to avenge revenge has finally come. Let me fight out with me and use their blood to wash away our shame."

Xiaoyun shouted loudly, and the strong men who chased the Wanton Tianque clan roared, summoned their bodies, and rushed towards the flying mysterious beast clan.

The strong men who chased the Wanton Tianque clan opened their mouths and shot out black lightswords, piercing through the void and shooting into the army of mysterious beasts.

The army of mysterious beasts was prepared and fought back with magical powers, but they were shattered by the black lightsword of the Chuangwon Tianque clan. The magical powers were no match for magical powers. The current Chaowon Tianque clan has completely awakened the magical powers of the ancestors and has obtained the power to intimidate the entire Xuanfen clan back then.

"Puff puff puff puff puff..."

Before the two sides could contact each other, the strong men of the Xuan Beast clan were killed by lightswords, and huge corpses exploded, and bloody aura soared into the sky.

"Why did the clan of chasing the Willon Heavenly Que become so terrifying?" The old men of the Xuan Beast clan who were watching the battle outside changed their faces. This time, the clan of chasing the Willon Heavenly Que is even more terrifying than the last time.

"We must get the Wanling Map." Peng Wanli's face was gloomy and his eyes were staring at Meng Qi standing in the Dragon Blood Legion.

The reason why the pursuit of the wonton sky bird is today is all thanks to her. The Wanling Picture is a crazy treasure for the mysterious beast clan.

At the beginning, the Xuan Beast clan only felt that the Wanling Map should have recorded the magical powers of the Xuan Beast clan. Although it is valuable, it did not attract their special attention.

But as time went by, they found that they were wrong. The Wanling Map recorded not some magical powers at all, but all the magical powers of a clan, including the magical powers of the ancestors that had been lost for countless years.

Thinking of this, Peng Wanli felt endless regret. If he had paid attention to this matter back then and obtained the Wanling Map at all costs, he might have been able to dominate the world.

Now, the disciples of the Wanton Tianque clan, under the leadership of Xiaoyun, are crazily killed. Faced with dozens of times of their enemies, they are still fearless and kill them crazily.

This is the resentment accumulated over countless years. This resentment cannot be adjusted and can only be washed with blood.

Xiaoyun is the most brave and attracts all the strongest people in the Xuan Beast clan, but her wings are spread out and her sharp claws are like lightning. Almost every blow, she kills a terrifying Xuan Beast. In a moment, she is covered in blood.

Xiaoyun suddenly roared to the sky. With Xiaoyun's roar, all the disciples of the Wandun Tianque clan also let out a long roar. Ten thousand Wandun Tianque clans roared in unison, and the sound shook the sky. In this battle, they completely killed their morale.

"kill"

Xiaoyun's wings spread out, traversing in the void, invincible, and attracted most of the attacks by himself.

The disciples of the Wanton Tianque clan, led by Xiaoyun, always attacked with a triangular formation. This formation was tailored for Xia Chen based on their body shape, speed, strength, and characteristics of their magical powers.

In the Xuanbeast clan, the team attacked with formations, which was the first time in the history of the Xuanbeast clan.

Xiaoyun acts as an arrow. When the enemy at the moment decreases and the pressure at the rear is huge, Xiaoyun will return to the rear. The formation changes. Once again, she is the arrow and rushes wildly, just like a huge arrow, piercing back and forth in the sea of ​​mysterious beasts, with extremely terrifying lethality.

However, there are too many strong people in the Xuanbeast clan, with a total of 800,000 people. However, the Journey to the Willon Tianque clan has only 10,000 elite disciples, and the difference in strength is too great.

Originally, the Wanton Tianque clan could send out 30,000 disciples, but after careful discussion with the elders, Que Yuzhu decided to bring only 10,000 people.

On the one hand, people are more important than people. If there are more people, poor cooperation will affect combat effectiveness.

There is another more important reason, that is, whether it is Xiaoyun or Long Chen, they are too emotional, and neither of them can accept the large-scale casualties of their disciples.

Especially Xiaoyun, if there are too many casualties around her, she will become crazy and irrational enough, which may ruin Long Chen's big event.

So the final decision was to send only 10,000 people. These 10,000 people were all among the elites. Now that the fierce battle was fought, these 10,000 people did not disappoint Que Yuzhu and others. Under Xiaoyun's leadership, they had the style of chasing the Willon Tianque clan. They were so excited that many years of humiliation could finally be washed away.

Thinking of those tribe members who have been silently working to chase the Willon Tianque clan for countless years, and either died in depression or tragically under the pursuit of the Xuanbeast clan, Que Yuzhu's eyes were covered with tears at some point.

"Ancestors, have you seen it? Our pursuit of the Willon Tianque clan has finally risen, and our humiliation has finally begun to wash away..." Que Yuzhu clenched her fists. At this moment, she felt that even if she died soon, she would have the face to see her ancestors.

The Xuanbeast clan and the Zhui Wanton Tianque clan fought fiercely. The battle was extremely tragic, but the more tragic one was on the earth.

The warriors of the Dragon Blood Legion held sharp swords. When the vision behind them was stretched open, all the strong men on the entire battlefield were stunned.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible?" They couldn't believe their eyes.

The visions of more than 12,000 dragon blood warriors were exactly the same, which was not in line with the laws of heaven at all. For countless years, every awakened vision was unique. This is common sense and iron law.

But the vision that the dragon-blooded warriors spread was indeed exactly the same. The vision was a blood-colored dragon roaring and roaring, exuding the power of the Wuji divine power.

"No, some people are different." Some people really don't believe in evil, and they compare one by one, and then they make new discoveries.

"Look, in other people's visions, there are only blood-colored dragons and endless mountains, all the mountains are rocks and no grass grows.

But look at the visions of those women, although the dragon is exactly the same as the mountains, the mountains are lush, the ancient trees are towering, full of vitality,” the man shouted.

"It's true, it's really different. Hey, they seem to be medical warriors among the Dragon Blood Warriors, not combat-type." Someone recognized those women, who were medical warriors, and they were basically women.

These medical warriors hardly participate in the battle. They stand at the core of the team. If they are injured, they will be responsible for the treatment as soon as possible. If someone is cursed, they will be responsible for dispersing them as soon as possible. If they cannot be dispersed, they will lead the curse to themselves.

Because they have strong vitality and can withstand curses, their mission is to keep the Dragon Blood Legion intact at all times.
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