Zhuyu was fighting, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Black Clan entering the Sky City being killed by Liu Wuxie.

After killing all the Black Crow tribes, Liu Wuxie's body rushed to the sky.

With seals formed with both hands, formation patterns flashed one by one, and the opened gap will be repaired soon.

Before we stopped, we continued to portray our hands, like a water pattern, fluctuating constantly around us, and the restrictions above the Sky City became stronger and stronger.

Originally, many Black Clans were still in other places, and wanted to open a gap and discovered that the ban on Sky City was ten times stronger than before.

It is already unbreakable. Even at the peak of the Heavenly Viewing Realm, it is difficult to break the formation set up by Liu Wuxie.

The formation, barrier, and prohibition were perfectly integrated together.

The Sky City has been defended, and those spiritual races can join the battle with confidence and boldness.

This is not a long-term solution. The difference is too huge. A large number of spiritual races have been injured.

The injured spiritual race was sent to the Sky City for treatment.

There are still a few people who are seriously injured and cannot continue fighting.

Liu Wuxie glanced at the sky and couldn't help but sigh.

"Forget it, just treat it as a favor to Emperor Yu."

After Liu Wuxie finished speaking, his body disappeared from the spot, left the sky city, and entered the center of the battlefield.

Countless Black Clans have been locking in Liu Wuxie because he stayed inside the Sky City and could not kill him at all.

Suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and in an instant, a large number of black clans rushed towards him.

Liu Wuxie alone attracted more than 10,000 Black Clans, how spectacular it was.

Faced with so many Black Clans, Liu Wuxie had no expression on his face.

"Dragon-catching hand!"

Those low-level black crow tribes were killed by the dragon-capturing hand before they got close.

The killing officially began.

The spiritual race was destroyed, and Liu Wuxie could not explain to the dead Yuhuang.

Before the Yu Emperor disappeared, he begged him to take care of the Spirit Clan and just think that he would fulfill Yu Emperor's last wish.

In just one breath, Liu Wuxie killed more than 100 Black Clans. This cruel way of killing put the battlefield into a brief silence.

During the battle between the two major races, they had not yet died, and at most they were seriously injured.

After Liu Wuxie appeared, he easily killed so many Black Clans, which greatly shocked the morale of the Spirit Clan.

"This kid can't stay!"

Hellard shouted loudly, and several advanced powerful men from the Heaven-Peeling Realm swept towards Liu Wuxie.

He tried every means to kill Liu Wuxie.

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

Liu Wuxie's body suddenly changed and turned into a divine dragon. The crisp sound of the dragon roar resounded for thousands of miles.

A dragon swung its tail and rolled all the black clans that rushed over. Their bodies could not withstand the powerful impact and exploded.

The Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron absorbed unbridledly, and the power of the Dark Gate became stronger and stronger.

Liu Wuxie was sure that summoning the Dark Gate was definitely twice as powerful as before.

"Dragon Clan, is this kid the dragon clan?"

The Black Clan was a little panicked. If Liu Wuxie was a dragon clan, then the matter would be very difficult.

"It's not the dragon clan, he just refined the skeleton of the divine dragon and evolved into the body of the divine dragon."

A high-level ghost realm quickly explained that Liu Wuxie is not a real dragon clan.

"The mad dragon enters the sea!"

Once the killing begins, it will not end until the opponent is killed.

In terms of magic, the peak of the Black Clan's spy on the sky are far less than Liu Wuxie.
Chapter completed!