Blood flowed and drifted across the land, and blood flowed all over the sky. Various killing sounds seemed to have been suppressed at this moment.

The crying and howling became the only main theme here.

"Kill them, kill them, kill them all! The human race's bloodline bait is the shortcut for us to condense bloodlines. Eat them, we will upgrade. Eat more, eat more!"

In a blood-stained mountain village, blood and fire were all in color, and countless people cried constantly.

I saw a hideous monster with a human body and a tiger head and bone spur on his back standing in the fire. The monsters behind him were crazily scrambling, vowing to completely bury the place.

As their opponents, one by one, an elderly person or a middle-aged man wearing yellow turbans, formed a blocked human wall. The weapons in their hands swept across, constantly cutting off these monsters at the backbone. Soon, a thick layer of blood mud was on their bodies.

But a monster was killed, and dozens of monsters came towards them, without giving them a chance to breathe.

Soon, a monster was covered by a human wall. Blood splattered everywhere in the dense shadows of the demon, and soon the sound of teeth grinding was heard.

"The demon clan dies!!"

Behind them, several Taoist priests showed unbearable expressions, but they held the wind and thunder magic weapon tightly in their hands, exclaiming the wind and rain, and stirring up the thunder, and the next moment they would clear the monsters here, together with the Yellow Turban Warehouse, into nothingness.

"Come on another team of Yellow Turban Strongmen, and put the vacancy there! Don't let these monsters enter the parody!" A middle-aged Taoist priest in the Taoist gritted his teeth and suddenly shouted.

But before he could finish his words, several middle-aged men with wrinkles on their faces picked up weapons from the ground, and without any fear in their eyes, they replaced the vacancy there and once again resisted the tide of the demon clan.

"What's the point? What's the use of doing this besides suffering a little more?

It’s better to enter my stomach early and turn it into the motivation to nourish my bloodline. I’m in a good mood, and I may not be able to raise a few people to please them and die now.”

And with the monster's gloomy smile, the monsters' attacks became more rapid without realizing it.

From time to time, a strong man was overturned to the ground with a muffled groan, flying bloodyly, and becoming the bloody food of the demon clan.

"Damn it, you damn Qiongqi Demon! The biggest mistake in my life is to spare your life! Is that how you repay me?"

In an instant, twenty-four thunder pattern tokens emerged behind the burnt-faced Taoist priest. Various divine patterns intertwined with lightning and lightning flowed behind his palms, forming one thunder formation after another.

The Shenxiao Heavenly King Thunder Array, the North Pole Demon-Slaying Thunder Array, and the Ziwei Qiongshu Thunder Array. There seems to be an inexplicable great will brewing in it, as if it can be manifested in the human world at any time, judge sins, and destroy demons and demons!

"Qiuqi monster, Shi Wu Thunder!!"

In an instant, the scattered aura that connected the existence of the world with inexplicable will turned into countless silver-purple thunder plasma, completely covering the tiger-headed monster, and his breath disappeared in a blink of an eye!

"Uncle Master, have we succeeded?" Next to the Taoist priest of the burnt-faced face, the Qingjun Taoist who held a palm-shaped fan in his hand and kept urging the Taoist force to stir up a strong wind, asked quickly.

"Don't waste your energy, old Taoist priest Qingyu. What are your Yellow Turban Taoist, I don't know what things are there?

If the gods of the Thunder Division are still there, they will be one side with the power and priesthood of heaven and earth, and it will be no longer a problem to create the world. But now the phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken, what's the use? It won't even be able to call me suffix itch!

And have you used the top craftsmanship of using the skeleton spirits of the demon clan to create Yellow Turban Puppets since a thousand years ago? Have you modified the Shinto now?

And you finally started to reach out to ordinary people? Where are you the thirty-six Yellow Turban Tiangang Lords who suppressed the mountain gate and the universe? Are there none of them? What a pity. What a pity."

Under the thunder, all things shine, but they did not hurt a single hair!

"Don't let people swear! These Yellow Turban heroes are all voluntarily. They are not your oppression. We would never use such means!" But it was the Taoist priest who was so angry that his eyes were red when he heard this, and he couldn't help but want to argue with it.

"Persevere? What are you qualified to do like this? Which of the thirty-six Heavenly Gang Yellow Turban Warriors trained by your Yellow Turban Taoist is not refined by thousands of demon races? Flesh, bones, and spirit, what have you let us go?

Today we are just retribution for our devouring of your flesh and blood. If you want to blame, blame yourself!

Since we have been shown here, you no longer have the right to be mad in front of us. Die early!"

The Qiongqi monster smiled fiercely. The pale bones were everywhere between his fingers, and the space was cut when he pulled it casually. In the blink of an eye, a human wall was cut off in the waist.

Among the colorful colors, the actions of the monsters became more and more crazy. In the blink of an eye, a big hole had been opened. "It's really boring. Is this the old Yellow Turban Dao still the company's assets left? Today I will eat the remaining dead seeds of your Yellow Turban Dao!"

"Take your baby's eggs, Qiongqi! If the Yellow Turban Strongman from my sect was still in my hand, I would have made you a pot of dishes long ago, so where would it be your turn to whistle here!"

The burnt-faced Taoist Qingyu raised his eyebrows, but was caught by the demon clan and hurt his feet.

When the decisive battle between the human demons, the demons fought fiercely in the human imperial capital. The situation was critical, and they had no choice but to join the war.

So his master and senior brothers took all the inside of the sect and went to the imperial capital with the Yellow Turban Strongman and elite disciples passed down from ancient times. As a result, he never returned, and there was no bone left, so he could only set up a tomb of clothes and clothes.

However, when the headmaster went, it completely interrupted the inheritance of the Yellow Turban Path. Without these suppressing the number of air in the mountain gate, the Yellow Turban Path is getting worse every day. In addition, the demon clan completely occupied the general trend, so there was no hope. It was their limit to be able to protect this place!

"We have some accounts to settle!" He pinched the Taoist technique with his hand, and communicated with the remaining will of the gods in the world. In an instant, the lightning was shining, blinding the eyes of countless monsters.

Another thunder network was formed here, which briefly stopped them.

The next moment, Taoist Qingyu bounced his fingers and a strong wind swept over, and then knocked him unconscious in the Taoist unbelievable eyes.

With a robe sleeve, he threw him on the Taoist priest next to him.

"Qingyi."

"Here, senior brother."

"Take your nephew and all the people who can walk in the village to leave here. I'll cut off the rear!"

The burnt-faced Taoist priest pointed his fingers, and the thunder exploded and the world moved. The next moment, it blocked for another half of a moment.

Their Yellow Turban Taoism originally relied on collecting the spiritual essence of the demon clan and cultivating the Yellow Turban strong men's home, and there was a bloody relationship with the demon clan.

This time when they appeared, Qingyu was ready to die for his martyrdom.

But their Taoist tradition and the remnants of the human race they guarded cannot be buried with him here. Even if he dies, he will have to block enough time!

However, in the past few years, he has thought about the retreat of the human race more than once. Although it has not had much effect, he has also had many insights. Otherwise, he would not have been hiding until today.

"I don't have time to explain, go away quickly." He sent out his arrangement with one click, and broke the twenty-four thunder tokens into countless thunder god patterns in one hand.

"Lingli is too strong-willed, so it will be good for him to fall into a coma for a while. You must live safely! Do you know!!"

"I want to escape now? You look down on me too much. Stay all over." The bone-like tiger claws tore the Thunder and came directly in front of them. "I have been hiding for so many years, so why don't you panic?"

"Get out of your ancestors, Qiongqi. Your current opponent is me."
Chapter completed!