Less than a minute later.

"Boom—"

A sea of purple thunder destroyed the mountains in all directions, annihilating not only all tangible things, but also space and energy. It was like a sea of purple thunder, and the waves were raging, and nothing else existed.

No, there is also a majestic demon shadow that resembles a great mountain in the wilderness. At this time, he also looked extremely embarrassed at this time, such a powerful and extraordinary existence, which should have been majestic and terrifying, but at this moment, he was screaming and roaring continuously, and it was hard to imagine what kind of torture he was enperishing.

Although it cannot be compared with the incarnation of the two emperors of the Eastern Heavens, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is arrogant to say that it is arrogant compared to the native Honghuang people.

He even cultivated star points at the acupuncture points in his body, and a total of three hundred and sixty-five of them rose up, turning into a star pattern to support them. Although the stars quickly shattered one after another, they really blocked the devastating Zixiao Divine Thunder for him.

"Xian Taixuan is dead, Ye Lingyu is also dead, Lin Fei, an outsider, doesn't count!"

"The deity is the strongest person in the wilderness today! If I can't attain the Extreme Dao Fruit Position, then who still has this qualification?!" Mo was too vain and crazy, his whole body was scorched, his mouth was spitting blood, and he was almost crazy.

And in such a situation, an extremely cold voice suddenly sounded: "Me!"

"Boom—"

A figure suddenly appeared outside the sea of thunder, and with a flick of his fingers, a drop of incomparably heavy water dropped into it, causing the thunder to boil wildly.

Mo Tai was frightened and angry, and his eyes were about to split.

"Han Qiling, you dare?!"

And without any suspense, the same drama is also being staged on Long Aotian's side.

The two supreme golden immortals have been glorious for three thousand years, but they have ushered in the biggest crisis, and they are almost destined to die in grief and indignation.

The alliance of all races seems to be working together, but in the end, it looks like it is separate.

Han Qiling and Feng Hechu were able to betray Lin Fei at the beginning, but now they can betray the Ten Thousand Races Alliance again.

The knife stabbed from the back is the most cruel and deadly.

......

"Poof!"

Lin Fei's hand was shattered, and a huge unicorn head rolled down, and under the destruction of the tyrannical killing intent and sword intent, it immediately exploded into a blood mist. The headless corpse gushed out a fountain of blood and fell to the ground with a bang, causing the earth to tremble.

"Run!" I don't know who was the first to cry out, the voice trembled, and even faintly cried.

Crying?

"Hahaha!" Taiyi's legs had already dissipated, but he still laughed wildly, and even subconsciously slapped his thighs, but he was only lonely.

But this did not affect his sneering face, and continued to point out the country: "This is the courage of the Golden Immortal of the Ten Thousand Clans? I thought that if I killed that old dog, there would be no such shameful appearance, it seems that I thought too much." ”

"With your kind of heart, you also deserve to covet the position of the extreme?

Di Jun glanced at him, and once again "reminded him of friendship": "It's the toad that wants to eat swan meat." ”

Taiyi's face turned red, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and roared at him: "Shut up!

This scene made the people in the north city of the town dumbfounded.

This... It's the Second Emperor of the Eastern Heavens? Why does it feel different from what I imagined?

Shouldn't it be the demeanor of an extremely strong man, with a grim face, unsmiling, and extremely majestic? What is the sense of déjà vu of this stunned young man and a maniac demon demolishing the stage?

But even if Taiyi made a sarcastic remark, he couldn't stop the decision of the Golden Immortals of all races to flee.

For a moment, the field was full of torn spaces, filled with void passages.

But the figures of the golden immortals were ambushed one after another under the sins of heaven, and the blood stained the heavens and the earth.

The heinous karma committed against the human race over the past 3,000 years is finally the time to repay.

It is worth mentioning that with the fall of such an exaggerated number of Golden Immortals, the violent blood rain has already covered the entire Flood Desolate Continent.

Verdant mountain peaks, green grasslands, yellow sand deserts, blue seas, black fertile fields.......

The entire flood is boundless, except for the four Jedi, all of them are bathed in blood rain!

Countless beings of all races looked at this rain of blood, and they were all terrified in their hearts.

"Lord, how can this be? Could it be the Golden Immortal Venerable of our Ten Thousand Races Alliance....." A young Heaven Splitting Demon Butterfly said in a trembling voice, only to feel that his hands and feet were cold, and his limbs were numb.

"Smack!"

He was greeted with a loud and crisp slap in the face. The lord couldn't restrain his strength under the agitation of emotion, and directly pulled the latter out, and scolded sharply: "Presumptuous! Hugh is talking nonsense! How powerful is the alliance of all races, how can it be defeated?!"

It's just that he has realized that when he said this, his voice trembled.

The beaten young Sky Splitting Demon Butterfly covered his face resignedly, not daring to say anything more.

The lord looked up at the sky, letting the bean-sized raindrops crackle on his face, and the fear in his eyes lingered.

This is just a microcosm.

The boundless panic almost permeated the entire desolate people.

But it's only close.

In the ancestral land of the sheep clan, its old Zuman sheep and sheep instantly dropped their crutches. The figure that was so old as an old man that he ran wildly in the rain of blood, looking up to the sky with tears in his eyes and shouting: "Blood rain! It's blood rain!"

The carnival atmosphere ignited the entire ancestral land of the sheep clan almost instantly.

"We don't know how far away we are from the battlefield, there is a majestic blood rain here, and there must be an unimaginable number of golden immortals falling!"

"There are not so many golden immortals under the command of the Ten Thousand Saints Heavenly Venerable, it must be that the Ten Thousand Races Alliance has suffered extremely heavy casualties!"

"Haha, God opens his eyes, God opens his eyes!"

The sheep tribe who are friendly with humans is still like this, but what about the humans who are as humble as rats struggling to survive and hiding in all corners of the wilderness?

In a barren mountain, a group of humans crying and screaming, all of them fell to their knees, and the sound of popping was endless.

The old man, who was recommended as the village chief, knelt and held his hands together, followed by the rain of blood falling from the sky. Old tears welled up in his cloudy eyes, and his cheeks were like crying and laughing, and his lips were cracked.

"Good death! Retribution, it's all retribution!"

"The Golden Immortals of all races are high up and have ordered the slaughter of my human race for three thousand years... All these brutes should die!"

"All Saints Heavenly Venerable... Thank you, thank you really!" Not only was the crowd agitated, but the village chief was also choked up, a little sobbing and not knowing what to say, "All the human beings in the wilderness will remember your kindness!"

"I don't know how to repay this kindness, but I believe that as long as Tianzun gives an order, the entire flood and desolate human race will be willing to die for you!"

The village chief brought the blood in his palm to his mouth, but he didn't want to swallow it for a long time when he held it in his mouth, but he just gritted his teeth and burst into tears.

It's like wanting to taste the taste of revenge in the sea of blood.