He lifted up the huge white bone axe and slashed directly at the human horse leader. As soon as he slashed, the axe shadow was heavy, and the place where the axe blade was even more gas-burning white spiritual flames, burning the void "thunderbolt" sounded.

The leader of the human horse tribe ignored the axe and instead squirted out a mouthful of essence and blood and fell on the drum's face, beating the heart-shaking drum with no chance. This drum is extremely suitable for group battles. If there is no way to deal with it, few ancestor immortals can support the time of the tea, and the final result will be a body explosion and death.

Seeing that the giant axe was about to fall, a beautiful female cultivator stood behind the leader of the human race. She immediately sacrificed a long blood-colored banner and rolled it towards the giant axe.

The blood-colored banner seemed weak, but it firmly held the white bone axe, making it unable to be used and fell into a mud.

"Soul-Devouring Banner!" Liu Feifei was shocked again and said, "I really didn't expect that the mere human race would be willing to use two top-quality Xuantian treasures as bets!"

When the battle for hegemony in all races, everything can be born, and the various magical resources brought into it are very likely to be lost. Only the gods can completely suck the power of the Xuantian treasure and hand it over to the Ancestral Immortal, which is a bit wasteful. Therefore, Liu Feifei was a little surprised by the work of the Human Horse Clan. You must know that even in the fairy world, two top-quality Xuantian treasures are rare, enough to support a medium-sized force.

Yue Linglong said: "It's not bad, so we haven't been working in vain. Let's do this, the Soul-Devouring Banner returns to our clan, and I'll give you my heart to you. Let's try our best."

Although this woman was scheming, Liu Feifei didn't care. After all, it was normal that the power of the heart-shaking was even better and it was difficult to get it. She turned around and said to her fellow tribes: "Which fellow is willing to capture this person?"

Ye Ning opened his mouth to speak, but Ning Shuhao took the lead.

"Junior Sister Liu, let's leave this battle to Ning."

After saying that, he floated and fled to the leader of the human and horse tribe.

At this moment, they could no longer discuss it. The casual cultivator with weak cultivation had already cut off his right arm and turned into a blood-colored phantom, trying to stop the invasion of the drum sound. However, his behavior was nothing more than drinking poison to quench his thirst. If the drum sounds continued, he could only support dozens of breaths at most.

Ning Shuhao bullied himself, with one hand, countless lights and shadows overflowed from his fingertips, like stars in the sky, covering the human and horse tribe. As a disciple of the Wanxing Pavilion, Ning Shuhao practiced the method of governing the sect, "The Strategy of the Ten Thousand Stars". This technique directly reaches the peak of the God King. When he practiced to the extreme, he can directly attract the power of the Wanxing Stars and protect himself and kill the enemy. Although Ning Shuhao could not do this, he could also pull down rays of starlight and smash it into the human and horse tribe like a mountain.

The drum sound was finally restrained and suddenly stopped.

The pressure on everyone suddenly eased, and immediately, under the greeting of the two women, continued to bombard various formations. Under the protection of several human cultivators, Murong Feng kept wandering, pointing out the key points of the formation at all times. From the start of the war to now, less than half a cup of tea, the hasty formation of the human race has been broken by 90%!

"rush!"

Everyone surrounded the monks of the human race, fighting alone, or fighting on two to one.

The drums only stopped for a while and then started again.

The arms of the human and horse tribe leader danced repeatedly, directing a flying ink sword, fighting with Ning Shuhao in a difficult situation. However, he was restrained after all, and the sound of drums stopped sometimes. Although he suppressed everyone, he had no worries about his life.

Ning Shuhao snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spit out a bright yellow flame. As soon as the flame appeared, it turned into a small bird the size of a palm, flying happily. "Go!" Ning Shuhao shouted lightly, and the small bird of flame rushed straight towards the ink-colored flying sword sacrificed by the leader of the human race.

"Sher..."

The ink-colored flying sword was instantly stained with viscous bright yellow flames, burning constantly, making a "bang bang" sound.

This bright yellow flame is exactly the "star flame" that Ning Shuhao practiced for many years. Although its scorching heat is not exaggerated, it is very good at detonating the spiritual consciousness attached to magic weapons, which makes people unpredictable.

"ah!"

A scream came from the neckline of the Horde tribe. His soul seemed to be burned on the fire, and the pain was about to break. In a hurry, he immediately cut off the connection with the ink-colored flying sword and allowed it to fall into Ning Shuhao's hands. This sword is also a low-grade Xuantian treasure. It was the spoils obtained by the Horde tribe's leader during a adventure. Unexpectedly, he was easily taken away by the enemy. He had a little more guesses about the possible cruel consequences of this battle, and immediately sent a message to the beautiful woman beside him who was fighting with Yue Ruyi, saying, "Little sister, this battle is not good. I will break the formation at any cost for my brother, and you will take the clan's people away!"

Yue Ruyi's difficulty was far beyond the expectations of the beautiful woman. If it weren't for the protection of the Soul-Devouring Banner, she would have been beheaded by the other party. Hearing the voice transmission from her brother, she firmly said: "Brother, my little sister is here to break the rear, and the clan members cannot live without you!" After that, she ignored her brother's agreement, and did not care about the white bone axe in Yue Ruyi's hand, and sacrificed the Soul-Devouring Banner in her hand and rushed towards the Ten Miles of Chen Light Array.

"Crack!"

After all, the Ten Miles Chen Light Array was temporarily arranged with the help of the Ten Thousand Formation Beads. Under the bombardment of the top Xuantian Treasure, it broke like a spider web.

However, Yue Ruyi's white bone axe ruthlessly hit the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman was like a kite with a broken string, sprinkling blood all the way and was smashed to pieces for about a full mile.

"Little sister!"

The leader of the human race screamed and rushed over to rescue him.

How could Ning Shuhao let him do his wish easily? He immediately used his magic, and golden lights were like starry arrows, constantly blasting towards the leader of the human race.

"Brother, retreat quickly!" The beautiful woman stood up staggeringly. She turned into her body, burning her essence and blood and life, urging the Soul-Devouring Banner to the extreme and hitting Ning Shuhao and Yue Ruyi. At this moment, the serious injuries in her body miraculously healed, and her combat power surged. She had already passed her brother, comparable to an ordinary Dacheng God. The Soul-Devouring Banner gently swept, like a vast blood-colored river, wrapping up half of Fengming Mountain. Countless soul bodies appeared in the blood river, besieging the opponents, or throwing the people of the human race into a safe place.

The human and horse tribe leader had blood sprayed in his eyes. He knew that the little sister had the ambition to die and had activated the secret technique within the clan, which was enough to make great progress within an hour. However, after the secret technique, she would undoubtedly die.

"Let's go!" He said hatefully, but he was swearing in his heart that this revenge will be repaid!

However, a cold voice came from his ear: "Want to leave?" Immediately afterwards, he saw an astonishing sword light soaring into the sky, and with a "slam", it easily cut open the blood-colored river of the soul-devouring banner! Tens of thousands of soul bodies were affected by the sword light, and screams were annihilated.

It was Ye Ning who sacrificed the "Lotus Hidden Sword" at the critical moment!
Chapter completed!