The magic power of Wu Tiefa was exhausted, and the magic power of the three heads and six arms disappeared.

His figure returned to his original height of 16 feet. Wu Tie fell straight from hundreds of feet high, falling heavily to the ground, his feet shattered the ice layer, and his knees were submerged into the ice layer.

Taking a deep breath, the heaven and earth elemental energy rolled in, quickly turning into a thick magic power to fill the whole body. In just one breath, Wu Tie swallowed all the heaven and earth elemental energy within a radius of hundreds of miles, and then he flew into the sky and looked at the Xuanming Ancestor whose neck was broken in the distance, but still jumped like flying.

"What a pity." Wu Tie shook his head.

He used all his skills and even tried his best to activate Taichu Mian, which only severely damaged the Xuanming Ancestor and failed to kill him.

"What a pity." Xi Wule also swallowed the heaven and earth's original energy in a big mouthful, and took two great Dao treasure pills to restore magic power.

The ancestor Xuanming, who was severely injured by his thunder seal, stood up tremblingly, looked at this side in fear for no reason, and turned around and left tremblingly. He kept squirting out electric sparks all over his body, and his pace was staggering when he ran, but soon he ran away without a trace.

Wu Tie and Xi Wule were suspended in a sky thousands of feet above the ground. Their bodies were like two huge black holes, madly devouring the surrounding heaven and earth elemental energy.

The void was twisting and shaking around them. The two seemed to be in a more ordinary way, and they tried their best to activate the martial arts and urged the heaven and earth energy with all their strength.

But gradually, everyone could see that Wu Tie's efficiency in devouring the heaven and earth elemental energy was more than ten times higher than Xi Wu Le, and the devouring rate was constantly increasing. After about a cup of tea, all the heaven and earth elemental energy around Xi Wu Le was taken away by Wu Tie, and Xi Wu Le could no longer absorb a wisp of heaven and earth elemental energy into his body.

"I'm convinced!" Xi Wule shook his head and sighed, and bowed to Wu Tie: "Brother, I'm really convinced... You are only a hundred years old... What a monster."

Since childhood, Xiwule has been called monsters by other royal children of the Xi clan. After all, not any prince of the Xi clan can suppress the ancestor of the Divine Realm when the fetal hiding realm.

And Xiwulei can do it.

But facing Wu Tie, who was even more freakier than himself, Xi Wule couldn't help but be convinced.

His natural talent and qualifications are definitely a hundred times or a thousand times stronger than Wu Tie, but now, Wu Tie is better than Xi Wu Le in terms of combat power and background. Compared with the resources that the two can get when they practice and the time limit for their practice, Xi Wu Le can't accept it.

"My luck is better." Wu Tie smiled and bowed to Xiwule: "It's a pity that I couldn't kill these two old ghosts... Let's prepare, if nothing unexpected happens, they will launch an attack soon."

Wu Tie glanced at the people from the Four Evil Family standing not far away.

Xi Wule took out a black token and shook it at the god-level masters of the four evil families: "You and others will carry their tribesmen and explore the north 100,000 miles. If you encounter an enemy, you will delay the enemy's offensive all the way. If you make a contribution, you will be rewarded."

The ancestors of the Four Evil Family took a deep breath, looked at the token in Xi Wule's hand, clasped their fists, bowed, and bowed to the token.

In Jingzhou City, in the main hall of the City Lord’s Mansion, sixteen ancestors Xuanming were still having a banquet.

Before, Xi Wule took violent action and killed tens of thousands of troops of the Snow Ape Tribe with a thunder. He also killed an elder of the Divine Realm of the Snow Ape Tribe. The huge thunder power fluctuated alarmed these old ghosts, and they hurriedly sent two brothers to inquire.

The Xuanming ancestors who stayed in the hall were still carefree and ate and drank to the fullest.

In their opinion, no one in the country of Wu could resist them when the two brothers joined forces.

There is any trouble, two old ghosts can completely suppress them, and there is nothing to worry about.

After less than a quarter of an hour of eating and drinking, two ancestors of Xuanming covered their heads and ran in with blood sprayed in seven orifices; the other staggered, with lightning flashing all over their bodies, and rolled and crawled in.

Both of them just rushed into the hall and fell to the ground.

The Xuanming Ancestor who covered his head could not say a word. Wu Tie violently broke his neck, and even his vocal cords were completely shattered.

The ancestor Xuanming, who was flashing with lightning all over his body, had a hoarse throat and screamed: "Brother, help..."

The sixteen Xuanming Ancestors and hundreds of elders of the Xueyuan Tribe stood up together, looking at the two seriously injured Xuanming Ancestors inexplicably intimidated.

The Xuanming Ancestor in the center hurriedly took two steps forward, carefully supported the brother's head whose neck was broken, and slowly rotated his head 1,080 degrees on the spot, carefully pieced together his broken meridians and muscles one by one.

Then, life-saving medicines from various snowfield specialties were continuously poured into the mouth of the injured ancestor Xuanming, turning into strands of pure medicinal power and quickly circulated throughout his body.

However, near the neck of the injured ancestor Xuanming, a strange power fluctuation frozen everything. The medicinal power flowed through his broken neck again and again, but the medicinal power could not exert any effect, and his wound did not absorb any medicinal power at all.

"What a great treasure..." The ancestor Xuanming, who took action to treat him, said hissing: "Save a sacrifice quickly, please move the power of the Glacier God to disperse the evil power near the old Eighteen's wounds, otherwise... he is afraid that his body will be in danger."

The expressions of the Xuanming ancestors changed.

When they reach their realm, the divine fetus and divine body are perfectly integrated into one, and the body is severely damaged, which means that the soul is severely damaged.

If the body is not protected, then the great magical powers and magic power that are all connected to heaven and earth will naturally be put into the flow of water. Being able to keep a wisp of residual soul reincarnation is the best result, and it is even difficult to possess a body and take over the body.

Even the Xuanming Ancestor whose body was flashing with lightning and his internal organs were almost scalded, closed his mouth and gritted his teeth to endure the pain in his body.

The group carefully raised the seriously injured ancestor Xuanming, and hurried to the tall ice sculpture standing outside Jingzhou City.

A bloody sacrifice, teams of captured Wuguo people were taken up and slaughtered like animals. Large pieces of blood stained the throne of the ice sculpture red, making the beautiful mermaid ice sculpture look so hideous and distorted.

The trident curled on the ice sculpture's tail emitted a dazzling blue divine light. The eldest ancestor Xuanming chanted the spell in a low voice and murmured his request.

The divine light on the trident suddenly fell, covering the body of the Xuanming Ancestor whose neck was broken.

A strange wave slowly spread from the wound to his neck.

The faint blue divine light grind away the strange fluctuations, and I saw the skin near the injured ancestor Xuanming's neck, and the flesh and blood were squirming, constantly withering and rotting, turning into traces of dregs and falling to the ground.

An old ancestor Xuanming exclaimed: "What the hell is this? Why does it look like, like the eighteenth of the old man, is he old?"

Another psychic medicine was poured down. The injured ancestor Xuanming gasped suddenly, and the sound of "crack" continued to make in his throat. His body twitched slightly, and a faint blue divine light continued to inject into his neck, and a trace of strange fluctuations continued to ripple from near his wound.

An ancestor Xuanming caught a captured Wu Guo people and brought him to the vicinity of the strange fluctuations.

With a "bang", in the moment of lightning, the people of Wu Kingdom aging rapidly, instantly from a young man to a shriveled old man. Then his body quickly turned into a bunch of ashes, as if time had accelerated a trillion times in an instant, allowing him to spend millions of years in the blink of an eye.

"The power of time." The eldest elder of the Xuanming Ancestor murmured with a gloomy face: "Or it is, the power of season... tsk, it's hard to deal with."

"Fortunately, the person who takes action has insufficient cultivation." Another ancestor Xuanming murmured: "Otherwise, Lao Shiba will definitely die."

"We can't delay the time. We must speed up and kill this man completely. Otherwise..." Another ancestor Xuanming said in a deep voice: "Although the southern country is weak, they have a vast territory and have several rare treasures, which is something that no one can tell."

The eldest son of the ancestor Xuanming nodded slowly: "When the seventeenth son and the eighteenth son recover, attack immediately... and pass the orders to let the little boys of all races be cheered up. Who dares to delay the fighter plane at this time... exterminate the clan!"

The elders of the Xueyuan tribe were all terrified. They all fell to the ground, kowtowed to the eighteen ancestors of Xuanming, and then turned into cold lights and flew quickly to all directions.

Three days later, the soldiers of the Xueyuan tribe all came out in full swing, riding various war beasts, and divided into three armies, heading straight for the military city where Wu Tie was located.

The central army of the Xueyuan Army rushed out of Jingzhou City not long before colliding with the main force of the Four Evil Family.

There were more than two hundred ancestors of the Divine Realm of the Four Evil Clans, and nearly three thousand elites from the half-step Divine Realm, who rushed up bravely and let go and kill them.

The Xueyuan army was caught off guard, and more than 100,000 cavalrymen of the Bailu tribe who acted as a vanguard were instantly wiped out.

The elders of the Bailu tribe rushed up in a panic. The four evil families deserved the name of the four evil spirits. They all turned into four evil spirits. In just a few breaths, they killed twenty-three god-level ancestors in the Bailu tribe, and even the belts and bones were swallowed by the evil men of the Taotie clan.

The six ancestors of Xuanming roared from the central army and made a fierce hammer at the four evil families.

Within a few efforts, the four evil families were beaten to death by the six Xuanming ancestors. Seventeen ancestors of the Divine Realm were killed on the spot. More than 300 elite members of the half-step Divine Realm were frozen into ice sculptures.

The four evil families were defeated and immediately fled to the military city with all their strength.

The six ancestors of Xuanming chased after him, and in just a short journey of tens of thousands of miles, they killed more than fifty ancestors of the four evil families again. More than a thousand elite soldiers of the half-step god realm were smashed to pieces.

With the help of the power of the ten thousand ice sculptures, the army of the Xueyuan tribe spanned tens of thousands of miles and reached the military city where Wu Tie was located in just two days.

Eighteen ice sculptures lined up in a row, separated by a hundred miles away from each other, and emitted cold light and freezing air day and night, shining thousands of miles acres of blue.

The vast army of snowfields could not see at a glance, countless war beasts roared, countless war birds flew around, the crude war drums created by the Snowfield tribe themselves, and the war drums looted from the prefectures and counties that fell from the fallen states and counties in the Wu Kingdom were beating the mountain.

There are also some vulgar and unwritten snow warriors who have brought a large number of musical instruments from somewhere. They can't play or play the piano, but they just play these instruments and make trouble.

Various musical instruments were made unpleasant and noisy by these snow-capped croakers, and the sound was enough to scare the timid people to death.

The eighteen Ancestor Xuanming transformed into nearly a thousand feet high and slowly left the huge and chaotic military formation, and approached towards the military city where Wu Tie was located step by step.

Thousands of elders of the Snowfield Tribe were surrounded by cold wind and cold air, holding staff, and they pretended to be dignified and followed behind the eighteen ancestors of Xuanming.

On the wall of the military city, Wu Tie squinted his eyes at the powerful enemy approaching step by step.

The people from the Four Evil Family hurried aside panting, with many people hanging from large and small ice tilts, and their bodies were constantly chilling.

Their eyes were wandering around.

If Wu Tie ordered them to fight now, these guys would definitely run away.

The previous Xuanming ancestors had completely destroyed the evil aura in their bones.

Wu Tie glanced at the guys from the Four Evil Family and shook his head.

"Everyone, this is a bad battle, please be careful."

Wu Tie took a deep breath, then vomited heavily: "I don't say anything righteous and righteous about official words here. Things are very simple. If we lose, we will die; if we want to live, we must win."

"Don't think about running away like Linghu Qingqing. I am here and I won't go anywhere."

"Tell me something ugly, many of you have the soul restrictions of many people in my hands. If I die, you will not be able to survive."

"Everyone is on the same boat. If the ship sinks, it will be hard for anyone to live."

"So, fight hard!"

Wu Tie clapped his hands hard and pointed forward suddenly: "Come on, give them some appetizer first."

Wu Tie's words were indeed ugly, but his words made a murderous aura inexplicably burst into the hearts of all the masters of the divine realm of Wu Kingdom.

Ugly words can be the most shocking.

As Wu Tie said, yes, if you lose, you will die. If you want to survive, you can only win.

"Fuck them to death, or be fucked to death by them." Xiang Feiyu, Xiang Feixie and other veteran generals and ancestors stared at the snowfield army in front of them with distorted faces. Their bodies were subconsciously tensed, and their muscles were too tense, so that they couldn't help but tremble.

In the sky, countless golden threads fell straight.

After so many days, the golden sun shuttle hanging high above the sky once again absorbed the essence of the sun. With Wu Tie's order, countless golden sun shuttles fell from the sky, covering the huge army of the snowfield army.

Eighteen ice sculptures spewed out dazzling blue light, and the heavy cold light turned into a huge light tower, covering the army of the Snow Field Tribe.

The golden shuttle of the sun set on the dark blue cold light, and balls of fire burst out, causing the earth to shake, and balls of hot air roared up.

The eighteen ancestors of Xuanming continued to approach the military city without looking back.
Chapter completed!