Seeing this,
Ji Ba was shocked!
I couldn't help but turn my head to look into the distance, and sure enough, there were countless black spots flying towards me!
The help from all races has arrived!
What about the support from the Demonic Tribe? The King couldn't possibly be unaware of the situation on the Hanging Island.
Ji Ba pursed his lips, remaining silent for a moment. Then he raised his head and shouted, "Kill all the alien demons for me! Kill one and I'll break even. Kill two and I'll make a killing!"
kill! !
The demons' attacks became more and more frantic at this final moment!
Tsk! Tsk!
Countless heads and broken arms flew up, and the air was filled with blood!
"You retreat!!!"
After a while, all the tribes finally arrived here, and the second elder of the Dragon Tribe shouted in surprise!
Suddenly, the blood-soaked tribes breathed a sigh of relief and retreated violently!
Dadadada
As dense footsteps approached, the remaining demons were surrounded by the arriving myriad races.
At this moment, there was a strange silence in the field.
Smelling the extremely strong smell of blood in the air, looking at the piles of corpses everywhere, the ground completely stained red by blood, and the misty mountains that were split in half.
Then look at the remaining tens of thousands of the Myriad Races!!
The eyes of the thousands of races who came to help were excited, and they couldn't help but tremble wildly in their hearts!
When I came here, there were hundreds of thousands!!
Looking at this shattered battlefield, it is hard to imagine what happened here before.
"Qing, where is Qingya?!"
The Great Elder of the Qingluan Clan looked around but did not find Qingya. Suddenly, an ominous premonition emerged in his heart, and he shouted to the remaining tribes!
Ao Lei stepped forward and whispered, "Qingya is dead. Besides her, more than ten Martial Emperors from all the tribes also died on this trip."
Upon hearing this, everyone, including the three elders of the Qingluan clan, froze in shock!
Dead.Dead
It's been a long time since an elder of the Qingluan clan died.
All races were also shocked!
More than ten Martial Emperors died! !
The second elder of the dragon clan looked at Ao Lei and Ao Kun, and then looked at the dragon clan members behind them. He breathed a sigh of relief. Four of them died, but fortunately his dragon clan did not suffer heavy casualties.
"The alien demons are extremely cunning and treacherous. They took advantage of the time when all the other races entered the five trial gates to block them outside, killing them as they emerged."
Ao Lei continued speaking calmly, without any joy or sadness.
"If it weren't for that black-shirted senior's stunning sword strike that severed the Cloud and Mist Mountains and wiped out half of the alien demons, we would have been completely wiped out!"
Ao Lei said this and bowed politely in the direction of Duotian, then took a step back and fell silent.
Seeing this, the Myriad Races glanced at the casually standing Duotian. Seeing that his clothes were clean and tidy, unlike the bloodstained Myriad Races present, he clearly had some strength left in him. Many of the Myriad Races' eyes gradually flickered.
Soon, an elder from the front row of the Ten Thousand Clans stepped forward, bowed to Duotian, and then said in a deep voice, "Sir, I'm very proud to ask, as a fellow Ten Thousand Clans member, why don't you give your all, but instead watch so many of your fellow Clans members die?"
Um?
Duotian was slightly stunned, his casual expression froze. Did he, did he hear it wrong?
Seeing this, Ao Lei and Ao Tian's hearts trembled slightly, their faces changed drastically, and they looked at the elder with hatred, taking a step forward and about to say something.
Then he saw Duotian looking at the elder and waving his hand at them to stop them.
Ao Lei and Ao Tian were anxious, but had no choice but to retreat.
"Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly."
Duotian suddenly looked at the elder and chuckled, very kindly.
Seeing Duotian smile, the elder felt relieved and asked again, "Sir, I'm going to ask you, as a fellow tribe, why don't you give your all and instead stand by and watch so many of your tribe die?"
After saying this, he held his head high and enjoyed the awe-inspiring and approving gazes of all the races present.
"Haha." Duotian picked at his earwax in an ungainly manner, flicked his fingers, and chuckled, "It seems you've made a mistake."
Just as the myriad races were slightly puzzled.
Duotian suddenly raised his God-eating Heavy Sword and swung it towards the elder!
A sword chant sounded!
A crimson sword light flashed!
laugh!
The elder was instantly split in half
All races were stunned, then angry, and their heads were shaking, but when they saw the two halves of the Cloudy Mountain Range and remembered the sharp sword light just now, no one dared to step forward and confront it!
The alien demons here looked at the Ten Thousand Races with amusement. It was not bad to watch the Ten Thousand Races' stupid performance before dying.
Duotian, carrying the God-eating heavy sword, came to the center of the field in a casual manner, looked around at all the races present, and chuckled.
"You seem to have misunderstood the principle that the strong are respected. I am strong, so I am right. You understand, right?"
"Who among you dares to have an opinion? Or rather, what qualifications do you have to have an opinion?"
All the people in the Wanzu clan frowned and stared at Duotian. Finally, someone couldn't help it again and took a step forward!
"Elder, this man is extremely arrogant because he relies on his strength. We have so many tribes, are we afraid of him?"
Before he could finish his words, a sword chant was heard again, and the man was killed instantly!
"Yes, very courageous. I like people who think their lives are too long. Does anyone else want to play the hero?"
Duotian laughed, his face expressionless. Killing was a common occurrence for him.
All races are extremely quiet at this moment.
Ao Lei's voice echoed wildly in the minds of several elders from the top clans: "Elders! If you don't want to die, don't make a move. You must stop these foolish clan members!"
"Uh, there's no one to take the lead? How boring! Are you sure you don't want to give it a try by relying on your numbers?"
Duotian tilted his head and looked at the Ten Thousand Races, saying lightly.
All races remained silent.
Clang!!!
Suddenly, Duotian fiercely thrust the God-eating Heavy Sword into the ground beside him!
Then he folded his arms, grinned fiercely, and looked evil!
A fierce and furious roar resounded through the sky!
“You are so outrageous!!!”
All races, including the demons, were frightened!
Duotiansi looked around at all the races with a smile, and every race that met his gaze lowered their heads in fear!
"Ten thousand races, huh? I finally understand how you feel. You bunch of dogs are not worthy of being saved!"
"Just because Young Master is kind and easygoing and tolerates you, doesn't mean I, Duotian, will tolerate you too!!"
"I guarantee that no one from your clan will dare to say another word of nonsense from now on!"
"Then none of you will survive today!!"
"Even if you anger the Master, I will punish you by saying that all of you must die today!!!"
"You can try."
Duotian stared at Wanzu intently, gritting his teeth, his voice rising in intensity and anger with each utterance. Only with the last sentence did he slowly calm down. But there was still murderous intent within him.
But it's getting more and more exciting!!!
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