Holding the half-cut blade in his hand, Mo Zangfeng's mouth was bleeding again! The Lord of God... could only barely stop the God of the Three-Eyed Clan after all, but those powerful men of the sixteenth level of the Three-Eyed Clan brought a devastating blow to the human race and the Rakshasa Clan!
Looking at it, almost all the sixteenth-level experts from the two tribes have perished. Not one of them left the battle alive! Regardless of the Rakshasa tribe or the human race. On this bloody battlefield, reflecting the bloody sunset, they fell on the same bloody ground.
Those restless eyes and clenched fists carry responsibility!
"Li Ming, you trash, don't be afraid... I will accompany you on the road."
Mo Zangfeng hugged Li Ming's broken body tightly, even though this guy had preyed on people, even though the genius of the human race had even given a killing order to this guy! But at this moment... they are comrades-in-arms, brothers, and talented people who will die together on the battlefield, bearing the glory of warriors!
But... when the violent self-destruction aura from Mo Zangfeng's body just rose, two loud dragon roars, one large and one small, shook the world! I saw a big, unseemly fire dragon with its mouth wide open! The eyes that should have been majestic were... somewhat like a mythical beast that Yu Yue had seen in his previous life...
That mythical beast will tear apart homes! It’s called Erha! That’s right! Ao Aojiao's way of rescue is so unique! The dragon's body rushed forward and directly split the battlefield! With a breath of hot dragon breath, more than ten 16th level strong men from the Three-Eyed Clan were wiped out in ashes!
Coupled with Yu Yue's entry, the threat of those sixteenth-level ones was immediately eliminated! In addition...the intimidating power of those two dragon roars even stunned the God of the Three-Eyed Tribe...
No, Ao Aojiao, who deliberately shrunk his body for fear of crushing the souls in the spiritual world, picked out a seriously injured god... one claw, two claws...
"Ola Ola Ola Ola!"
A seventh-level god of the Three-Eyed Clan was beaten to death and turned into ashes! Ao Aojiao took out the soul and almost sprayed it away with a mouthful of dragon breath, and then threw it to Yu Laosi who had just put away a sixteenth-level three-eyed clan.
Then... Dragon King Ao Aojiao's big dragon mouth revealed a terrifying smile, and the power of space rules was used to the extreme! For beings like him, the space rules that true dragons naturally control will not be overloaded no matter how they are used. Although the dragon body has been deliberately reduced, it is still huge and seems to teleport to a place. In front of the Sixth Level God of the Three-Eyed Clan...
The sixth-level god of the Three-Eyed Tribe also opened his mouth wide and didn't have time to shout out... I saw Ao Aojiao holding a dragon claw that was bigger than that god's body and going up to beat him...
"Wood big wood big wood big wood big!"
Tianlong Meteor Fist!
Another god was scorched to death by Ao Ao! At this time, the power of the top combat power of the human race and the Rakshasa race is released! Zhang San, who had taken care of his opponent not far away, also rushed over to help. Although Zhang San could not kill the sixteenth level, under the killing sword, there was no enemy within the fifteenth level and seven floors with one sword!
But... without exception, Zhang San seemed to have remembered something, and collected the souls of the three-eyed creatures he killed and gave them to Yu Yue. In addition, due to the intrusion of Ao Aojiao, the supreme power of God, the situation in a small area of the battle has even been completely reversed.
Other strong men rushed to support the Human Race and Rakshasa Clan. Nearly 1,200 Three-Eyed Clan strong men in this battle area were slaughtered in a short period of time, including seven powerful gods! This also let the evil spirits squeezed in the chests of the creatures in the spiritual world be vented fiercely.
Then continue to join other battle groups with the morale back to its peak! Now, nearly 170,000 souls in the spiritual world have died in less than three days! On the other hand, what about the creatures of the Three-Eyed Tribe? All the hate-seeking creatures like Night Demon Sui were wiped out in the chaos. But only more than 4,000 real Three-Eyed Clan creatures died.
This was Tu and Yu Yue, two perverted guys who couldn't be measured by common sense, who accounted for a considerable proportion of the killings. Regardless of the fact that nearly half of the creatures from the Hundred Tribes and the Three-Eyed Tribe in the spirit world have perished, the ratio of battle losses between the Hundred Tribes and the Three-Eyed Tribe is a terrifying forty-two to one!
Bloody numbers! Just like... right now.
After the first battle, the elites brought by the human race and the Rakshasa clan were almost directly killed by the Sanmu clan, with more than 80% of them being killed. The young king of the Rakshasa clan, Li Ming, looked like he could not survive the sight of it.
Although many creatures cast sympathetic glances at the humans and Rakshasa tribe, everyone knows that the so-called war does not require sympathy! The so-called strong man needs more than mercy! They see what the human race and Rakshasa race do and remember it in their hearts!
The battle situation is complicated. Although the Three-Eyed Clan is pitifully small in number, they are getting stronger and stronger! No one can tell what will happen next. What if one day they face the same predicament as these two tribes?
It’s just a fight, the only dead ear! How can they distinguish between superiority and inferiority? They are all warriors fighting for the spiritual world! They are no different from those soldiers in the mortal world who fight on the battlefield for their country and go to hell for their families.
They are monks, but they are also lives. They also have the belief that Lord Grim will lie drunk on the battlefield and fight against many people in ancient times.
They are very powerful, but they will also fall. They have the courage to die for their country on the battlefield, and why should they be afraid of returning buried in horse leather?
Human race...Human race is indeed a group that shocks all living beings. The intrigues that have emerged among the entire Shengyin tribe have already made Jun Wu Jiu very anxious... In fact, it happens to every sect in the human race, and they are very good at fighting among themselves.
But once the enemy is at hand, countless people with lofty ideals in the human race will step forward. Even if they pay the price of their lives, even if their souls are lost forever, they must protect the companions behind them who have been scheming with them, and protect the glory of the entire human race.
But at this time...the power they unleashed is extremely terrifying! Look, on this battlefield today, the cohesion of the human race is simply a so-called miracle!
And Yu Yue, who was once a human being, knew better that only because he believed in miracles, miracles would happen. Whether it is human beings or other living beings, those who believe in miracles are inherently a miracle, and they are as amazing as miracles.
Just like now, many Rakshasa tribes and those humans who were once regarded as food by the Rakshasa tribe stood there, watching Mo Zangfeng holding the dying Li Ming, using his remaining strength to melt countless precious elixirs and transfer them into Li Ming's body. , Mo Zangfeng, this big talkative guy...
The tiger's eyes were filled with tears.
"You bitch, you're so good at holding on! I haven't killed you openly yet to get the reward from the Heavenly Vault Palace... You haven't even fought me openly yet... You... you're so willing !"
But no matter... no matter what, in the sad eyes of countless creatures, Li Ming's breath became weaker and weaker.
"Yes... yes... yes! Haven't you always wanted to eat me... wake up, I will eat it for you, you... you can't die in the hands of a bunch of beasts as a man who can't stand on horseback!"
