The situation in front of us is very urgent.

When one's own existence has become a support for the survival of the race, even the most impulsive person will become cautious.

What is placed in front of Mo Jianli and the Silver Wolf Ao Xiao, the ancestor of the Silver Wolf, is a difficult choice.

Giving the way? Regardless of the face of the Mahayana monks, the dignity of the human race and the demon race. I will only talk about so many Mahayana monks from different races entering the human race. What if they slapped them with a slap?

Don't let it go? Today is definitely the day when the two of them fall. Losing the race where Mahayana monks are in charge, in a place where hundreds of races compete for hegemony in the spiritual world, it is equivalent to losing the qualification to survive.

No matter how you choose, it will be a huge disaster!

"Boom!"

At this time, another group of earth-shaking figures roared in the distance.

"Feather clan!"

Seeing the huge wings stretching behind the figures in the distance, Mo Jianli and Lao Lang looked bitter.

Seventy-two feather tribes!

Each tribe has at least one Mahayana monk!

Seventy or eighty Mahayana monks came overwhelmed by the earth, and this power was so huge that it was unstoppable.

In Tianfeng Continent, the Feather Clan is already a powerful race second only to the Zerg. Now that the Feather Clan has arrived, the Zerg is probably coming soon.

As expected.

In the distant sky, a cloud of black clouds swept over the sky and rumbling.

"Are the Zerg here too?"

Seeing the black cloud and remembering that the Zerg went, no grass grew and everything was gnawed away. Mo Jianli and Ao Xiao's faces turned pale.

The alien races gathered now are enough to defeat the human and demon races. The disaster of extermination is right in front of you.

"today……"

Mo Jianli glanced at Ao Xiao and took a deep breath, "Brother Ao, your and my tribes, life and death, are today!"

"If you want to die, you have to pull a few people on your back!"

Ao Xiao looked up at the sky and let out a long howl. With the silver light shining, a huge silver wolf stood proudly in the air. A dull low roar sounded from the huge mouth with its fangs.

"What a great land! What a place to reproduce and prosper!"

Turning his head and looking at the people behind him, the demon tribes, Mo Jianli let out a long sigh, and pulled his sword out of the sheath with a "clang".

"May God protect our clan!"

Mo Jianli drew his sword and stood up, his head held high, his face calm.

In Tianyuan City, countless people and monks of the demon clans held the weapons in their hands tightly and prepared for a fight.

"Human race, never surrender!"

Mo Jianli raised his sword and pointed it forward, turned his head to look at Tianyuan City below, nodded, "Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

There were roars like a tsunami and a mountain collapse in Tianyuan City.

"I'm really overestimating my abilities!"

A man with a pair of huge golden wings spread out from behind, holding a golden spear, brought a group of Mahayana monks of the Feather Clan to the front of Tianyuan City.

As soon as these people came, several Mahayana monks from Yasha, Wood, Shadow, and Xu clan quickly went aside and hurriedly made way, as if they were worried that they would be destroyed.

"Your resistance is meaningless."

The man with golden wings glanced at Mo Jianli and the others, and sneered disdainfully, "Give you a way. Submit! Becoming a vassal of our clan can give you a chance to survive. Otherwise..."

The man with golden wings stretched out his finger to the black cloud in the sky, "Otherwise, when the Zerg arrives, you will all be eaten up! The human and demon clans will no longer exist!"

"Submit?"

Mo Jianli raised the long sword in his hand and looked firmly at the feather man with golden wings, "Human race, never be a slave!"

"The demon clan will never be a slave!"

The silver wolf shouted loudly, his silver hair stood up one by one, and a low roar sounded in his throat.

"You guys are seeking death!"

The golden-winged feather man snorted coldly, waved his hand behind him, "Kill them!"

"boom!"

About seventy Mahayana monks of the Feather Clan rushed up roaring, and dazzling lights soared into the sky.

At the same time, in Tianya City.

Li Yu looked up and saw the movement in the direction of Tianyuan City and frowned, "What a courage! My experiment has just begun, and someone dared to destroy it?"

"Ao Fei!"

Li Yu greeted the white dragon girl beside him, reached out and pointed to the direction of Tianyuan City, frowned and looked at Ao Fei, "It's too noisy over there!"

"yes!"

Ao Fei bowed and then shook his figure and soared into the sky.

"hold head high……"

A shocking dragon roar resounded through the sky.

Like a huge white dragon carved from mutton fat, it roared into the sky. With a "crack" sound in the void, the white dragon swung its body and broke through the air and appeared in an instant above Tianyuan City.

"hold head high……"

A huge dragon body more than a thousand feet long winds over Tianyuan City, and the huge dragon roar shook the world.

"Dragon Clan?"

The feather tribe, who was about to take action, suddenly felt nervous when he saw the sudden appearance of the white dragon. He stopped quickly and looked at the white dragon with a nervous look on his face.

Although this white dragon is only in the fusion stage, all the Mahayana monks present dare not neglect or act rashly.

The dragon clan's great reputation is all due to the battle.

Although this white dragon only has the state of fusion, once the fight starts, ordinary Mahayana monks may not be able to deal with it.

More importantly, hitting a dragon is equivalent to hitting all dragons. It is not once or twice that the dragon tribe has been pissed into other people's nests to wash the floor.

"This dragon clan..."

The golden-winged feather man was about to say hello to Bailong and asked about his purpose. Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Bailong.

"roll!"

Bailong turned his head and glanced at the feather man, rushed out with a roar, and the vast sound waves shook the world.

"You dragon clan is too domineering? The Five Elements Immortal Clan was born, can the dragon clan want to monopolize it? Although the dragon clan is powerful, should it be enemies with all races in the entire Tianfeng Continent? Even if it wants to be enemies with the entire spiritual world?"

The feather man's face looked very ugly. He held the spear tightly in his hand, pointed to all the Mahayana present, and pointed to the Zerg that was about to arrive, and looked at Bailong with a sneer.

"Five Elements Immortal Treasure?"

Bailong shook his head disdainfully, "Our dragon clan has no interest in that thing. He told you to get out, just because His Majesty was quarreled by you."

Bailong Ao Fei glanced at the feather man arrogantly and snorted, "Your Majesty is traveling with the human race, but you have disturbed me. Your Majesty is very unhappy. Those who don't want to die or destroy the clan, get out!"

"His Majesty?"

Hearing Ao Fei's words, the feather man was shocked.

For countless years, the dragon clan has only had elders, and there has never been a dragon king. Now this white dragon is called "Your Majesty"?

In an instant, everyone present remembered the purple gold dragon that was soaring through the sky and earth a few months ago.

"It turned out to be..."

All the alien races present had their faces pale, and cold sweats came out. The dragon race could no longer afford to offend, and now there were immortal-level real dragons, so it would be even more impossible to offend.

"Sorry! I'm disturbing!"

All the aliens present clasped their fists and bowed to Ao Fei, turned around and left, not even daring to return.

A huge disaster that destroyed people and demons was a few words of martial arts, and it disappeared.
Chapter completed!