This golden sword light is nearly indestructible and so powerful that it makes people tremble. Coupled with the undying fighting spirit, there is no possibility for the masked man to avoid it!

"Are you still defeated by the virtual martial body?"

The masked man had given up resistance at this time. If he was in his prime, he would still be able to dodge this sword, but now that he is in a weak state, he cannot face this sword at all!

There was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes. Not long ago, the human race also had a virtual warrior who overwhelmed the Wuling clan. He did not expect that many years later, this scene would indeed reappear, which made him feel extremely unwilling.

He was not willing to be defeated like this! He felt another crisis in the person in front of him. According to the virtual martial bodies of the human race in the past generations, most of them were at the sixth level of cultivation, and the current generation of virtual martial bodies

But he can display more tyrannical strength, and he may even be the next Void Martial God Lord!

"I won't let you grow up like this!"

The masked man's face was occupied by a crazy look. He thought that if Feng Hao continued to grow like this, the human race would probably regain its peak glory, and the Wuling clan who had a grudge against the human race would be the first to suffer misfortune.

The body of the masked man expanded rapidly, almost like a balloon at this time, with a ferocious expression, and the power of cyan runes flashed continuously on his body, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.

"Divine Pattern Heavenly Curse!"

The final roar came from the masked man's throat, and at this moment, the golden sword light came through the air and struck his body.

"boom"

The next moment, the masked man's body exploded into a ball of blood mist, and terrifying energy ripples spread to all directions. Many strong men from both races were affected and vomited blood and retreated.

"Feng Hao!"

At this time, the terrifying energy ripples forced Leng Yusen and Yiying back. After all, the energy of the eighth-level powerhouse's self-destruction was not something they could bear. Xie Yandong, who wanted to meet Feng Hao, also wanted to fight back at this time.

There was no way to get close, and we could only watch helplessly as Feng Hao was enveloped in the blood mist.

"Daddy."

When Xiao Qingmeng saw Feng Hao in danger, he couldn't help but scream. Qiong Ling'er and the other three women couldn't help but cover their red lips. What would happen to Feng Hao if the eighth-level powerhouse self-destructed?

When the person in charge of the Wuling Clan who was standing on the city wall saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say. The body of the God of the Wuling Clan was defeated again, and it was like fate that he was defeated by the body of Xuwu.

on hands!

The body of the God Lord is the hope of the Witch Spirit Clan, but now he is forced to self-destruct. This makes him want to explain to the many elders of the clan in the future!

The expression of the person in charge of the Wuling Clan gradually became crazy, his eyes revealed a ferocious look, and he stared at the blood-deficient mass in the air. After a moment, his voice spread throughout the battlefield.

"Everyone, follow my orders, kill, kill all the humans! Kill that strong human race at all costs!"

At the same time, many lights appeared again in the tenth city, and some strong men from other races also appeared. These are all affiliated races of the Witch Spirit Tribe. At this time, they were also recruited by the person in charge of the Witch Spirit Tribe!

"Destroy the human army! Don't let anyone go!"

The person in charge of the Wuling Clan looked up to the sky and roared angrily. Immediately, he jumped into the air and joined the battle circle.

"Long Yue Pass, you and Ge Hong are going to fight!"

Gongsun Jing quickly issued the order. At this time, the Wuling Clan's army also launched. It was obvious that they wanted to make a last-ditch effort. Even the subordinate races were summoned, and there would be no other trump cards.

Long Yueguan had been extremely excited for a long time. After hearing what Gongsun Jing said, he rushed out and stopped the person in charge of the Wuling Tribe in mid-air, and the two fought together.

There are also many strong people among the subordinate races of the Witch Spirit Tribe who responded to the summons, but there is no such thing as the two races in terms of numbers. Generally speaking, the situation between the two sides is still balanced.

"Military advisor, why don't you let a few of us go into battle?" Qiong Ling'er said with a frown. She was worried about Feng Hao's situation and didn't know what the outcome would be.

"Don't be anxious. Feng Hao gave instructions before going into battle. You must stay as the last trump card. After all, after winning the victory, you will have to face sneak attacks from other races! Gongsun Jing said with a solemn face, this

The worry is not unreasonable.

On this level, the Wuling clan ranks tenth and occupies the tenth city. However, after the Wuling clan, there are still more than a dozen races that are not weak in strength. Usually they have no chance to attack from the front, but if the human race and the

When the two sides of the Wuling Tribe were at war, they suddenly intervened. Neither the human race nor the Wuling Tribe could face such a result.

"Daddy will be fine." Xiao Qingmeng pouted and stared blankly at the mass of blood mist in mid-air, but no one noticed that a black light gradually filled her eyes, that kind of black light.

It's chilling.

At this moment, the battlefield is almost in a state of melee. The strong men of the two tribes are fighting together, and both sides are red-blooded. Normally, the two tribes have deep grudges. At this time, they naturally have revenge and revenge.

!

The loud sounds of fighting rang out, and the most eye-catching people on the human side were Leng Yusen and Yiying. These two people looked cold, but wherever they passed, they would surely kill a large number of people!

In the face of two strong men with seventh-level cultivation, these resistances were almost ineffective. Together with Xie Yandong and Ge Hong, they all fought their way out!

Everyone's clothes are stained with blood. No one will show mercy at this moment, because this is a battlefield!

Longyueguan and the person in charge of the Wuling Tribe were fighting together. The two were equally matched in cultivation, and it was difficult to tell the result for a while. At this time, the strong man who belonged to the Wuling Tribe was almost defeated by Leng Yusen and Afterimage.

The two of them killed them all, but when they saw who had the strongest cultivation, they immediately flashed to the side and killed them with thunderous means without mercy.

"Behead the person in charge of the Wuling Clan!" Gongsun Jing shouted to Xie Yandong and others. Since the Wuling Clan sent the body of the God Lord, the previous plan to capture the king must be changed. The most important thing now is

Quickly kill the top leader of the Wuling Clan and cause chaos. Only in this way can we win quickly!

Xie Yandong and Ge Hong looked at each other, nodded, and in a blink of an eye, they came to the person in charge of the Wuling Clan.

Seeing the arrival of these two people, Long Yueguan was immediately unhappy and shouted: "This is my old dragon's opponent, what are you doing here?"
Chapter completed!