"Poof" "Poof" "Poof"

A series of breaking sounds resounded through the wasteland outside the Valley of the Demon Gods.

Immediately after, bright red flowers bloomed on the backs of the departing monks. Their steps froze, their faces were painful, and they felt remorseful, but they didn't expect that they would end up in death if they abandoned their cultivation. Knowing that this is the result, it is better to fight to the death, even if you die in battle, you will at least fight for it, and leave yourself a decent place.

But to die like this, I am really unwilling and regretful.

"You, you, villain......" The ancestor of the Thousand Hands Family turned around, stretched out his trembling hand and pointed at the camp of the Xuanyuan family, his eyes split.

Many people fell to the ground in a dull state without even saying a word, but before leaving the world, they also understood Xuanyuan's so-called extrajudicial grace, and it turned out that extrajudicial grace was just to leave a whole corpse for themselves!

The monks here are all stained with the blood of the Xuanyuan family, and they have murders, judging from Xuanyuan's decisive temperament in the past, how can they be allowed to go back alive today?

I blame myself for thinking too much, thinking too well.

They have an eight-word summary of their final ending: reasonable, unexpected.

It is both factual and unexpected.

In fact, the culprit that led to such an ending was not Xuanyuan Chao, but the old monk who was too decisive and straightforward, when he heard Xuanyuan Chao's "extrajudicial grace", he immediately smashed the spiritual veins of his whole body and became the first self-destructive cultivator. This led to the butterfly effect, after one person abandoned his cultivation, everyone subconsciously thought that the last few words that Xuanyuan Chao had not finished saying were "leave you alive", and then collectively followed suit.

But in the end, they realized that they were mistaken, and the last few words that Xuanyuan didn't say were just "leave you all corpses".

More than 100,000 monks watching the battle at the scene looked at each other and were speechless.

Such a death is more tragic than being killed by the enemy.

It is tantamount to killing yourself.

At this time, the main battlefield was already full of corpses, tens of thousands of monks had died, and the smell of blood was strong.

The people who could stand in it were all lonely figures, less than ten people, and they did not choose to abandon their cultivation and do the last battle. Now it seems that their choice is also correct, even if they fail, they will not be as miserable as those who cultivate at their own expense.

Xiao Feng suddenly straightened his waist, the blood hole on his back was visibly healed, his white hair was scattered on his shoulders, and the whole person looked much older, and he shouted at Xuanyuan: "I knew that you villain would not keep his promise!"

Xuanyuan said calmly: "I also know that you will not be willing to abandon your cultivation, you were just making a show just now." ”

As soon as these words came out, many monks at the scene shuddered in their hearts, just now they clearly saw Xiao Feng's spiritual veins all cut off, it turned out that this was all a show, this scene hid the eyes of many people, and even Wu Heng thought that Xiao Feng had really abandoned his cultivation.

Wu Heng looked at the main battlefield, and there were nine lonely figures standing on the enemy's side, and there were only ten people in Xiao Feng.

They are all powerhouses of the God Realm!

Among them, the flower demon fairy was scarred all over, her creamy skin was blue and purple, and her exquisite pleated skirt was also turned into many holes by the sword intent, but her expression was very cold, and in such a situation, she was still arrogant, worthy of being one of the four ancient kings!

Among the other eight people are one of the remnants of the temple, one of the ancestors of the water tribe, and the other six are from the hidden family.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Feng felt cold in his heart, there were still hundreds of people on his side, but because Xuanyuan said a sentence and had not finished speaking, he left only these ten lonely people on his side......

"Despicable, really despicable, is this what you Xuanyuan is capable of?" he yelled at Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan Chao is a person who is both good and evil, and he doesn't care what others think of him, he raised his eyebrows and teased: "Could it be that your Xiao Feng's ability is to scold me for being despicable?"

"Hahahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter from the camp of the Xuanyuan family.

Sun Yiqing said coldly: "Why are you also a monk of the Legendary Realm, if you can't beat it, you start scolding with your mouth, doesn't it seem too cowardly?"

"Boy, there's no place for you to talk here. Xiao Feng's eyes were full of fierceness, and he glared at Sun Yiqing.

Xuanyuan raised his hand in time to slash off the impact of the divine thoughts shot out of Xiao Feng's eyes, so that Sun Yiqing was not harmed. Legendary realm powerhouses are terrifying, and sometimes just looking at them can make the Tongtian monks be shocked.

Sun Yiqing went through a fierce battle, and the essence was exhausted, and if he was injured by Xiao Feng, he was afraid that his life would be difficult to protect.

Xuanyuan swept the scene at a glance, and after gaining insight into the cultivation realm of the ten people, he suddenly showed a look of no interest and said, "Let's fight quickly." ”

"Boom!"

For a time, the scene was stormy.

Even if the ten Divine Realm powerhouses consumed a lot of essence at this moment, they were still as strong as the spiritual veins with abundant spiritual energy, and each of them burst out with blazing essence and majestic momentum.

One of the Seven Realms cultivators of the Hidden Family shattered the Hundred Miles of Void with one finger, and a black light burst out from his fingertips, containing a strong killing aura, and the black light destroyed all the way to the Xuanyuan Family camp.

Xuanyuan raised his hand and pressed it, and the endless holy power condensed from under his palm, and the black mangs that shot out were overturned and pressed to the ground by that palm, and the black mangs burrowed into the ground, and then there was a bang, and the vast earth under Xuanyuan's feet cracked thousands of feet, and a black abyss appeared.

Another hidden family powerhouse has a palm like a blade, and a palm breaks through the air and slashes down, bang!

Siye shook violently, the momentum was huge, and the earth was crying ghosts and gods!

Everyone's expressions were moved, and Xuanyuan Qingyun not only exclaimed: "That's the Ten Thousand Ghost Divine Palm, it's the long-lost attack holy art of the mainland!"

In this regard, Xuanyuan Chao's expression was indifferent, and he stood still. He is still light and light, although his shots are not as imposing as the other party, but he has an unparalleled confident aura!

In the face of the earth-shattering palm of the ghosts and gods, Xuanyuan's chaotic coping method was very simple, with a slight flick of the back of his hand, a slight breeze was stirred, and the opponent's palm of ten thousand ghosts and gods dissipated in this breeze.

When the ten people on the other side saw this scene, they were all extremely frightened, thinking that in the face of such an offensive in their heyday, could they do not retreat like Xuanyuan Chao?

"The means of those who have entered the Holy Dao are really incredible......" The corners of the mouths of several old men of the hidden families of the legendary realm showed bitter smiles, and their hearts were more than enough but their strength was insufficient, even if they were in their heyday, they had no chance of winning against the Xuanyuan Rebellion, not to mention that now there were at most four or five percent of the combat power left, how could they win?

Xuanyuan was carrying a demon-slaying mahogany sword, which was simple and unpretentious, and the blade was also very blunt, and it looked lethal.

Until this moment, he took off the peachwood sword on his back, and at that moment, a burst of holy power surged out from the wooden sword, and the atmosphere was magnificent!

The enemy monk was shocked by the momentum of the wooden sword, and hurriedly took a few steps back, avoiding the edge of the wooden sword!

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