On the battlefield, there were the most true gods in front of Ze Ming, Saliwu, and Min Chenhui, and there were basically no two wings. They had originally planned to break through the six-man defense, breaking down the blocks in front of them with a strong stance, allowing the alien team to push sideways.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yong, Jun Xuan, and Xiaolong used the dragon roar to annihilate their plans, and then they were covered up and killed by several people, and after retreating for a while, they felt that this could not go on, it would damage their traditions, and lose the reputation of their race, so they decided to fight back again.

But they are stronger than them, the combat power of the five people and one dragon in front of them is too strong, and the momentum of the human race to hate the enemy has risen greatly; after half a tea time, their true gods have been reduced by eighty, the void god realm has been reduced by seven, and the emperor level has been killed by more than two percent.

Finally, they were scared, scared again.

A demon cultivator roared, "Withdraw~"

Ignoring the other otherworldly monks, it turned and ran, fleeing as fast as it could.

Pressed and beaten by the human monks, and having been watching their own monks die, the hearts of glory in the hearts of those aliens have been basically extinguished, and when they saw the true god fleeing, the rest of the aliens also turned and ran. It's just that I pity the monks who were entangled, they couldn't turn around at all, and as soon as they turned around, they were seriously injured or even killed by the other party.

Xiao Yong snorted coldly, "Come if you want, you can leave if you want?"

Zhen Ding flew away, and the shouting True God Realm Demon Cultivator was smashed into the air, flying in the shape of a cake for a while before falling into the emperor-level team, scaring those emperor-level people out of the way.

Xiao Yong threw out the Time Knife and snorted, "Little Knife, you follow Xiao Ding and kill those seriously injured aliens, such a thing should be done, right?"

The time knife was cracked by that bone clan, and the damage to the knife was not small, he was not as hot as before, and said weakly, "Boss Xiao, you just look at this knife." ”

At such a moment, he was not convinced, who told him that his level was a little worse? Zhen Ding killed nearly ten alien true god realms without any damage, but he was cracked by a bone clan, and he couldn't be convinced.

The Chronological Knife rushed out, plunged into the neck of the demon cultivator, and then turned around, the demon cultivator's head flew up, and only the cake remained on the ground.

Xiao Yong also rushed out quickly.

With a punch, a True God Realm Demon Cultivator's chest exploded, and demon blood splattered everywhere

......

With a slap of his palm, a bone clan true god who wanted to blend into the Void God alien team in front of him burst out of light gold flames in all directions, screaming and falling apart, and next to its pile of bones, many piles of bones appeared at the same time, as well as a charred black demon cultivator's corpse.

Looking at the effect caused by that palm, Xiao Yong purred, "It's not that the god wants to bully the small, but that it wants to fish in troubled waters." However, for foreign races, why can't this god bully the small with the big?"

With a slap of the palm, one by one the Void God Realm of the alien race exploded, or the flesh and blood flew sideways, or the bones were broken all over the ground......

Looking at the hot scene, Xiao Yong actually liked this feeling, and remembered Wei Fu's words, "It's good to bully the small with the big." ”

With another palm sweep, a large number of demon cultivators and bone clans were swept into the sky, and then they exploded one by one, and in the sky, there were blood-colored ceremonial flowers blooming, and there were also broken bones like meteor showers......

The five brigades of the Seeking Dao Sect and the people of the Yan Clan rushed and killed in a team manner, and Xiao Yong, Ze Ming, Min Chenhui, Sariwu, Jun Xuan and Xiaolong rushed and killed in an individual way......

Xiao Yong took the lead in breaking through the alien team, and then turned around, wanting to intercept those True God Realm and Void God Realm who had escaped. Only then did it be discovered that there were very few of those alien true god realms who retreated in a straight line, and they fled from both wings, reaching twenty-one.

Xiaolong was chasing down the True God Realm who had fled from his side, while Ze Ming, Min Chenhui, Saliwu, and Jun Xuan were fighting against the Void God Realm, and those Void God Realms seemed to have the will to die to hold them back.

Looking at the alien races of the True God Realm who had fled, Xiao Yong sighed and sent a voice to Xiaolong, "It's okay to kill one or two, don't chase after you." ”

It's not that he doesn't want to chase it, but his own consumption is too great to allow him to chase and kill again.

Zhen Ding and the Year Knife attacked independently, consuming nearly forty percent of his soul power, various law attacks consumed nearly thirty percent of his soul power and forty percent of his divine power, and in physical battles, he had consumed nearly thirty percent of his divine power. Therefore, he now only has thirty percent of his soul power and thirty percent of his divine power left, which is the most in all previous battles. When it is not a life-and-death crisis, he will not fight again, this is his usual security strategy.

Xiao Yong, who was standing at the end of the battlefield, turned around, and the situation on the battlefield changed dramatically, this is the power of his alone.

He stood there, looking blankly

To those alien void gods who are still resisting, as well as those alien emperors who have no fighting spirit, bring endless pressure to them. It makes them panic and makes them distracted.

However, the monks of the Seeking Dao Sect were different from those of the Yan Clan, and when they saw him appear behind the opponent, their morale was immediately high, and their combat effectiveness increased a lot; everyone was fighting with all their hearts and comprehending the way of fighting. They knew that he was watching them from the other side and would not let them die for no apparent reason.

Those low-level monks of the Yan Clan, who had already run far away, after seeing that no clansmen or otherworldly monks were chasing after them, sent a few powerful martial emperors to turn around to see what was going on; after seeing Xiao Yong and the others attacking the large team of otherworldly monks, they forgot to go back to report the news and hung in the air to observe carefully.

After watching half a tea time, a child of the Martial Empress period shouted, "We're going to win, but we have forgotten about going back to report the news." Whoever of you is fast, hurry up and get them back, and don't let them worry. ”

One of the fastest children turned around three times, his eyes fixed on the battlefield, his body flew in the direction of his clan, and muttered, "I have never seen such a wonderful battle." How nice it would be if I were slower?"

Before he had flown 100,000 miles, he finally turned his head in satisfaction and flew forward quickly.

The battle is over!

Without the presence of the true gods, even if those alien races in the Void God Realm resisted desperately, they could not stop the joint slaughter of the human true gods and the void gods, and even if they wanted to blow themselves up, they could not succeed. As soon as an alien wants to blow himself up, there will be a thunderbolt strike that will scatter or injure his soul. It can be said that later, although there were nearly 100 cultivators from the other world who wanted to blow themselves up, none of them succeeded in stopping them instantly.

In the end, the alien race only escaped less than eight thousand emperor-level, more than thirty void gods, and eighteen true gods who had fled before. The original three hundred true gods, four thousand void gods, and more than 100,000 mighty gods, only escaped so little in the end, for the Daoist Sect and the Yan people, it can be said that it is a complete victory.

Yan Zhan didn't go to clean up the battlefield, nor did he visit those injured or dead clansmen, but walked towards Xiao Yong, hugged and laughed, "Xiao Daoyou, thank you!" Then he clasped his fists and circled around, shouting, "Fellow Daoists of the Daoist Sect, my Yan Clansmen sincerely thank you!"