In addition to not eating soil, the locust god Gu that eats everything else also withered under the power of the ten kings of the hidden hall.

Da Qian exterminated the Locust Divine Gu, and at the price, they paid hundreds of thousands of casualties. Coupled with the soldiers who were devoured by the Locust God Gu before, there were at least 200,000.

In this battle, Daqian suffered heavy losses.

But in exchange for this heavy loss, it was the incomparably strong strength of the Ten Kings of the Hidden Palace.

The essence of dead qi swept up from the ground like a tornado, absorbed by the ten figures in the sky. Especially the Son of Yama, there were thousands of ghosts wailing around his body, and occasionally there was a dead black dragon circling and flying, and countless unjust souls poked out of his head.

On the earth, there are white bones, obviously dead for less than an hour, but like an old corpse, there is no flesh and blood, only a dry bone remains.

"Attack southern Xinjiang. ”

Mu Cangsheng and the Son of Heaven walked side by side and flew towards the southern frontier with the Nine Kings.

As for the remaining troops of the Great Cadres, they are no longer useful. Seeing that more than 200,000 of his colleagues have turned into dry bones, no matter how high the quality of the army is, the morale of the army has become chaotic. Now there is chaos in the three armies, and the generals in the army have no time to appease the soldiers, so how can they command the army to advance.

"Ruthless enough, hundreds of thousands of casualties on both sides have achieved the current strength of the Ten Kings of the Hidden Palace. Mu Cangsheng did his best to create such a situation, and his next actions will definitely be greater. ”

Qing Yu couldn't help but sigh when he saw these hundreds of thousands of deaths and injuries happen.

Mu Cangsheng really regarded Cangsheng as ants, and the lives of these people had nothing to do with him. He only used these dead people as food to nourish the temple, and did not take into account that some of them were his own people.

In the space in Qing Yu's sleeves, the myth of the end of the world is already ready to move, and the death of hundreds of thousands of people has derived a large number of catastrophes, and this newborn robbery weapon is almost unbearable.

However, now is not the time to absorb the calamity.

Qing Yu pressed the myth of the end of the world and flew to the southern frontier with Yun Wuyue.

The real feast is only about to begin now.

Mu Cangsheng and the other eleven people rushed all the way, and the land of thousands of miles was also fleeting in a moment, and in a short time, they had already descended on the core of southern Xinjiang - the Ancestral God Valley.

The enchantments and witch spells outside the valley could not hinder the two supreme powerhouses and the Nine Divine Realms at all. Eleven people rushed into the Valley of the Ancestral Gods as if they had entered a no-man's land.

"More than 300 years ago, this seat stepped into southern Xinjiang with his father and captured a state. However, at that time, there were reckless people who did not know right and wrong who were dragging their feet, so that the battle could not be completed and the southern Xinjiang could not be completed. Now ······"

Mu Cangsheng opened his hands and embraced heaven and earth, "This seat is here." ”

A nine-dragon coiled talisman slowly flew out of Mu Cangsheng's heart, suspended in the air, releasing an uncertain light.

"Boom-"

The tomb in the Valley of the Ancestral Gods shook violently, and even a loud roar was faintly heard.

It was the battle body of the Xinglie Clan that sensed the aura of the old enemy and was attacking the seal.

"The people of southern Xinjiang are indeed quite wise and have discovered the arrangement of their ancestors. But can these arrangements withstand attacks from the outside, and wait for the inside?"

Mu Cangsheng pressed one hand on the Nine Dragons Talisman, and the Nine Dragons on it suddenly seemed to be alive, swimming rapidly, "Great Witch Sacrifice, you can't stop this seat." ”

The Nine Dragons rushed out of the talisman in an instant, and between breaths, their bodies expanded as if they were blowing, and in the blink of an eye, they had become nine earth-shattering dragons.

"Whoa······"

Nine Dragons let out an earth-shattering roar, dancing in the air, rushing downward, sinking into the ground.

Then, there was a tremor, and a vast flood of qi rose from the ground. The seal was opened.

"Rumble—"

The tomb kept shaking, as if there was a peerless beast rushing underground, with an inexplicable ferocious aura, even through a hundred feet deep rock formations, you could feel his horror.

"Hahaha······ Mu Cangsheng, you want to desecrate the body of our ancestors, this is a dream. ”

The witch spell in the tomb suddenly broke down into countless witch scripts, and rushed to the ground like a snake, and was adorned on his body just as the battle body of the Xinglie clan was about to come out.

The next moment-

"Boom-"

The ground erupted, and a ten-foot-tall giant rose from the ground. I saw that this giant was covered in rocks, with six corners and eight eyes, and four hands distributed in front and back, full of an ancient and vast meaning.

This is the shell of the Xinglie Clan, or should I say the Xinglie Clan.

Qing Yu's eyes, who arrived later, were coated with a layer of blood light, and through the rock layer, he saw the location of the Xinglie Clan's battle body.

It was at the heart of the giant, an ancient figure more than two meters tall that almost merged with the rock.

"This is a giant formed by the leyline qi, and the battle body of the Xinglie clan also has a limit, and it can't really absorb the leyline qi for 10,000 years, so such a giant has been formed on the outside. Qing Yu said.

In the past 10,000 years, I don't know how much the leyline qi has been absorbed, so that the battle body of the Xinglie clan is full and overflows, forming this ten-zhang (thirty-three-meter) tall giant on the outside.

At this time, the giant who had just come out was not as violent as it had been in the seal before, but just stood quietly on the ground without the slightest movement.

On its surface, there are countless witches wriggling, filled with a strange and ominous aura.

"You just think that those witch spells are for the purpose of separating the inside and outside, it's naïve!"

The Great Witch Priest slowly ascended to the sky, landed on the giant's shoulder, and said with a smug smile: "When the seal is opened, it is the time when the ancestral battle body is cursed, and the wishful thinking of your human emperor will end today." ”

"Is it delusional, is it especially known?" Mu Cangsheng laughed.

In the next moment, a yellow light lit up in the heart of the giant.

"Knock knock—"

The surging sound of jumping, like a war drum, shook everyone's hearts.

The battle body of the Xinglie Clan is about to truly awaken. A full five spiritual senses converged at the heart, and the giant was slowly collapsing like a weathered rock wall.

"These witch spells can also block one of the five generations of human emperors, but they can't stop five human emperors. Mu Cangsheng returned the same smile to the Great Witch Sacrifice.

Previously, the other four human emperors ran to erode Feng Jiu's sea of knowledge, and only five generations of human emperors did not enter Feng Jiu's sea of knowledge because Qing Yu controlled the dragon vein, and ran to the southern Xinjiang to test the seal.

And now, it is the five human emperors who have awakened to come out together, and no matter how strong the witch spell is, it can't stop the five former human emperors.

"The mantis arm is a car, ridiculous and self-conscious. The Great Witch Festival, the opponent of this seat, has never been you. ”

Mu Cangsheng's eyes were gloomy and he turned to the side.

There, a tall figure with a knife stepped into the air.

"Sword God—" Mu Cangsheng said his name in a deep voice.

At the beginning of the border of Shuzhou, Mu Cangsheng and Yan Luo Tianzi joined forces, but they could only drag the sword god. To this day, he and the Yama Heavenly Son have each made their own efforts, especially the Yama Heavenly Son, who has absorbed the death qi of the previous hundreds of thousands of people, and has a great share of the nine kings, and his own strength is not great.

But the Sword God, his strength has improved even more than before.

If it was said that in the previous battle, he and the Yama Heavenly Son dragged the sword god without being injured, but now, he did not dare to guarantee that he would not be injured.

After the retreat, the sword intent and edge of the sword god were far more terrifying than before.

The sword god looked at the giant who was still slowly collapsing, and said to Mu Cangsheng: "Very extraordinary means. The Great Witch Sacrifice in Southern Xinjiang is also extraordinary, but he still did useless work under your calculations.

However, if you want to use the Torture Clan's battle body, it will take time. Can you buy time under my knife now?"

As soon as the words came out, the blade of the sword god made a piercing grinding sound in the air, as if there was an invisible thing rubbing against the blade.

"A knife cremation. ”

The sword qi came out, and a pitch-black knife mark spread in the air, and on both sides of the knife mark, there were raging flames. This is to use the invisible space as a whetstone to sharpen the flame that should not exist.

This knife is not based on the edge, but with the simple and bladeless knife strength, grinding out the traces of space.

With this knife alone, Mu Cangsheng may not be able to take it with complete certainty. The progress of the Sword God is far greater than imagined.

"Reincarnation. ”

The other party's response to this knife was very unexpected, the ten kings were in their respective positions, with the Yama Tianzi as the core, forming a large array, and the Yama Tianzi probed to find a deep vortex and block the front of the sword.

The strength of the knife just sank into the whirlpool, and then ······

"Qiang—"

The crisp sound of gold and iron resonating came from not far away. Then I saw a red flame ignite at the heart of the giant, and a knife mark split the flame into two parts.

The sword power of the sword god was transferred to the heart of the giant.

At the same time, the ten Senluo halls were condensed from the void and appeared above the heads of the ten kings, and their qi was trained into a line, radiating the ancient and thick majesty of death.

"Dealing with the sword god must not be taken lightly. ”

The gaze of the Son of Heaven of Yama penetrated the bead curtain and looked directly at the Sword God, "This Ten Halls of Senluo is specially prepared for you, the Sword God. ”

The ten halls of Senluo are united into one, and the thick death intention is raging, and the dead air and wind turn into the shape of a ghost dragon, flying and dancing.

With nine psychic gods and one supreme strong, this is a generous gift specially prepared for the sword god.

"But what about the poor way?"

As thin as You Wen's voice sounded in his ears, faster than the voice, it was a scarlet sword light.

I don't know when, I don't know in what way, there was actually a supreme strong man who approached Mu Cangsheng's body, and the sword light had already entered his body.

"Poof—"

"Qiang—"

The former is the sound of the tip of the knife entering the body, and the latter is the sound of a big golden hand holding the blade.

The myth of the end of the world was grasped by a hand, and that hand had not been scarred at all.

"That's ······"

Qing Yu looked at the owner of the big hand with a little stunned, "It's a little shocking!"

"It's a surprise, but it's also a surprise. ”

The fivefold voice said at the same time: "The Taoists of the later generations have met again." ”

This big hand that holds the myth of the end of the world is the battle body that belongs to the Xinglie clan, and now, it is the hand of the five human emperors.