A black iron spear with a flowing rune swept over, smashing the sky, hitting the head of the witch clan whose body was much larger than the mountain, and trying to knock him out thousands of peach blossoms to bloom!

However, although this witch clan is huge, it is very flexible and has great speed. He spreads his black wings behind him, tearing through the sky, and goes away in an instant, avoiding the attack.

"I killed my 50,000 tribe members and still want to leave?"

Angry voice came from the mist, and the rune iron spear hit again.

"Let's go? You set up a formation to kill a thousand warriors of our clan. This little blood cannot be washed away at all. We will never stop until we die!"

The huge body of the witch clan filled the sky, swinging its black wings hard, trying to split the earthquake in the sky and the strong wind blew, and the whole world was dark.

The witch clan used magical powers that were in harmony with the gods, and the magic power was vast. The whimpering sound was like coming from Jiuyou. Thousands of black feathers with terrifying divine patterns flew over, each of which was astonishingly thick as it was whistling down, rushing towards the elders of the human race holding the rune-spike.

A fierce battle began again, and the iron spear pierced the world and collided with the endless black feathers. The light of the treasure craft bloomed, the sky and the earth were shaking, and the wind and clouds in all directions were disillusioned.

A small boat was floating quietly in the void, and I don’t know how long it took. Four peerless divine birds surrounded the Qingshan Taoist, silently watching everything that happened in Buzhou Mountain.

"Che"

First, the divine light was magnificent in the sky, and the dark light condensed in the sky, and suddenly turned into a black furnace, which was taller than hundreds of mountains and was magnificent and terrifying. Standing between heaven and earth, this was a furnace of heaven and earth.

The eight human elders used the Golden Immortal Realm to condense the runes and transformed into such a terrifying gossip furnace. With a buzzing sound, they wanted to suck away the witch soldiers below and refine them all alive.

"Buzz"

The qi rushed to the bullfighting. Several witch wizards opened their eyebrows millions of miles away at the same time. The golden light shone brightly, and the runes filled the sky, turning into a peerless fairy sword and slashing towards the divine furnace. Not only did they break the human race's laws in one fell swoop, but they also wanted to kill the elders.

In the sky, it is a battlefield where elders and wizards fight. This is a life-and-death battle between the clans. Both sides are red-eyed and gradually release their control over magical powers, allowing the aftermath of magic to sweep across the world!

And in this vast space on the ground, towering mountains are one after another, with dense forests. The ferocious beasts of the witch clan totem roar, the human war songs resounded through the mountains and rivers, and the ground was a cruel flesh-and-blood grinder!

“Moo…”

A wild cow roared, and the sound spread for hundreds of miles. Lihuo soared into the sky. A huge red bull, as high as ten feet and as long as thirty feet, rushed out of a cracked mountain, carrying magma and wrapped in fire. The witch clan with four hands on its back held a bone stick and beat the human race that formed magic circles on the ground.

It was Lihuo God Cattle, which seemed to have been tamed by the witch clan. Under control, its four hooves were pedaling with flames, and its whole body was bathed in the fire. The red fur was like silk and satin, shining red light, trampling on the human positions.

Behind it there are endless ferocious beasts, densely packed with prehistoric alien species. Their backs are carrying witch clans waving weapons and rushing towards the human race with the momentum that pierces everything.

"Ah...no!"

The one who stood in front was a magic array of hundreds of human races. All the war soldiers were extremely frightened. So many ferocious beasts rushed over, which was definitely not something that their weak spiritual array could stop. However, none of them took a step back, and their final thought was to pour all their spiritual power into the formation!

They all knew that this was a war between two ethnic groups. Every time they took a step back, the future children would have a thousand miles of living space, so they stood firmly until the sea of ​​beasts flooded them all.

This is a tragedy. When the Vulcan God Bull rushed by, nothing could stop it. The formation, runes, and spiritual treasures could not change because of their will. They were directly provoked, smashed, and crushed by a pair of red horns.

The witch clan on its back held a huge bone stick and swung the black wind to blew away the entire human magic circle, and then the witch clan riding beasts that followed them kept rushing them to death.

Such sacrifices are extremely tragic, but they are also effective. The layers of magic arrays formed consume the accumulated momentum of the witch clan!

When the witch clan's offensive stopped, a golden lion rushed out of the human spiritual array behind it. Its fur was shiny, and golden glow was flowing all over its body, as high as twenty feet high. A big horn appeared on its eyebrows, with a flash of lightning, and a pair of eyes were blood red, rushing towards the Lihuo God Cattle.

The pagoda made of divine iron is shining with deep mysterious lights behind it. The vast spiritual power it swallows and spews all means that it is a powerful treasure!

"That golden lion was actually taken over by the human race?!"

The witch clan who attacked the human battle formation was in a hurry, but the four-armed witch clan in the lead was not afraid at all. He waved his bone rod covered with blood and shouted loudly: "Run quickly!"

"Scatter this human race formation and regain the land of our race!!"

Behind the Golden Lion are millions of humans who have gone from guarding the formation to killing formation. They sing war songs and rushed towards the witch clan with an unyielding momentum.

"If we fight to the death, our clan will be prosperous!"

The sharpest front lines of the two tribes collided together. On this ground called Zhulu, blood light suddenly surged up in the sky, with runes densely spreading, like cracks in the world. Within a radius of 100,000 miles, the blood mist that rushed straight into the sky, then turned into a drizzle of blood and watered the soil and dyed the mountains and rivers red.

How many outstanding men fell silently, and how many witch soldiers who survived the Lich War died in hundreds of battles.

A piece of blood reflected all over the earth, and then swept back, covering countless creatures. Tens of millions of lives burned like grass in the flames, bursting out fiery red blood flames, turning the billions of miles of Buzhou Mountain area into a torch fueled by blood.

The black ape with eight arms and wings has fierce eyes, and the black mist is swept on the edge of the battlefield, like a fierce spirit from ancient times.

It was originally a demon general of the ancient demon clan, attracted by such a huge amount of blood food, thinking of taking advantage of the battle between the two tribes to prey on both sides. It spread its wings, like a black lightning, piercing through the sky, and then dived towards a corner on the edge of the battlefield.

"puff!"

But the demon general who was almost at Daluo Jinxian realm moved his body and saw his strong demon body retreating rapidly. Then it realized that its head was cut off and quickly separated from its body. Then the soul hurt and turned into gray instantly.

If it hadn't been tempted by blood food, it would be better to see with its spiritual eyes first to find a little bit of gray light on the edge of the battle between the two tribes. Although it was only a thin layer, it separated the inside and outside of the battlefield into two heavens and earths!

This is a method set by those who have secretly great powers. It is never allowed to take advantage of the situation at this time.

Despite this, the bloody battle between the two tribes is still extremely painful.

It can be said that the mountains and rivers are red, and blood is drifting!

Millions of miles have turned into white land, mountains and rivers are stained with blood, living beings crying, and a doomsday scene.

The once prosperous tribe has become ruins. The vast spiritual land suitable for the reproduction of living creatures is now dead, full of bones and blood flowing.

"boom!"

The Bagua Divine Furnace in the sky was finally overwhelmed, and the eight human elders all died and fell from the air. But the divine furnace fell to the secret place of the wizards who cursed and killed countless elite human race elites. The leaked divine fire led to the last group of wizards on the earth with the ancient inheritance of the witch clan.

The mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, and the smoke and dust soared into the sky. A deep pit appeared where the divine furnace fell, like a big abyss, black holes, bottomless.

The fragments of the white magic weapon rose and floated in the Blood River, flashing the last light of inspiration. The two tribes fought continuously, and various magical channels and magic battles were confronted. All the mountains near Zhulu were destroyed, and there were broken mountains and mud flows everywhere, which spread thousands of miles and turned the mountains into plains.

Looking into the eyes, the towering mountains either collapsed or became a broken mountain. The earth was cracked, and there was no vitality, and blood was stained, turning into a dead place.

The silver moon rose and the fight calmed down. The mountains and rivers were silent, dead, and there was no sound. The night wind blew across the earth, making a whimpering sound, like a living creature crying.

"I'm so tragic that I'm almost in a battle with the lich?"

The black bird lightly tapped its wings and floated steadily in the gale wind. Although the mottled blood qi rushed into the sky, it turned into clear air as soon as it came to the boat and could not bring any filth to them.

He secretly said to the peacock bird shrouded in the five-colored divine light beside him: "Second junior brother, do you think this person's witch battle will destroy Dongsheng Shenzhou like a lich war?"

"Won't."

Kong Xuan looked at his senior brother who could break through to the Daluo Golden Immortal at any time, and then carefully looked at Ye Su, sitting cross-legged on the boat and closed his eyes, and then said: "During the Lich War, the Daluo Golden Immortals who participated in the battle of the two clans had to reach 600, and there were more than a dozen powerful people in the quasi-saint realm, the Chaos Treasure Innate Spirit Treasure, and the two supreme formations combined to break the heaven and earth."

"The reason why this human-witch battle seems to be fierce is that the magical powers used by both sides are too small, far less powerful than the ones that were often grayed out during the Lich war, making billions of creatures turn into nothingness in the blink of an eye."

"And, do you think there is only one saint here, Master?"

"I think the other six saints have probably arrived, but now they are not yet visible in the world. How could they break Dongsheng Shenzhou and lose the number of land energy in vain?"

After Xuanniao talked to Kong Xuan, Lu Ya and the Golden-winged Phang joined in.

"It does look extremely cruel, but it has less murderous intent than the great killing disaster like the Lich War."

"Yes! And the battlefield has always been controlled in the Buzhou Mountain area and cannot spread outward. This undoubtedly allows both the clan and the witch clan to retain a trace of vitality, which adds countless times more room and vitality than the Lich war that exterminates everything!"

Jinwu and Dapeng, who were born in the demon clan, dared to sigh at what happened.

If you participate in it, you may be killing the other party at all costs. If you jump out and look at it, you will feel that the two sides are so pale in fighting each other.

The ending of everything was destined by the saint long before the battle began. Even so, the creatures of the two races who knew nothing still picked up their weapons and chose to fight for their beliefs.

During the chat of the four bird disciples, Ye Su slowly opened his eyes and looked at the center of the already silent battlefield. Suddenly, a flash of fire flashed, and the red light flew. The dazzling people couldn't open their eyes, and the endless divine light flowed.

It was a sword energy that cuts the battlefield, and a huge body blocked the sword with itself, without revealing a single point, hurting the tribe members behind him.

But basically, the body of the great witch took the sword and left injuries that penetrated his chest.

At this time, the big bear with black and white beside him quickly took out the magical bamboo branches. On the branches, a drop of crystal juice appeared, like a jade dew, emitting radiance and bursts of fragrance.

The bamboo branches hang down, the bamboo leaves touched the wound of the great witch, and the transparent juice slid down and penetrated into the terrible wound, which immediately made the divine light burst out, and the runes flashed constantly. Even the supreme battle body of the witch clan trembled, as if it was very painful, and was suffering hard.

The black and white bear gently shaking the bamboo branches, and several drops of juice appeared one after another, rolling among the buds, each with crystal clear and transparent, like a fairy bead, with a stream of light and bursts of fragrance.

When these few drops of juice fell, the rune gradually disappeared, and the wounds that penetrated the chest and abdomen were completely closed, and the pain of the Great Witch seemed to be relieved a lot.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the young human emperor who stood still after only one sword was released on the other side: "Why don't you make the second sword? This is the holy sword of my clan. It's easy to use it to kill me, right?"

Under the bright moon, Ji Xuanyuan held a divine sword in his hand, and the immortal light was endless, lingering around him. He first looked at the flesh and blood millstone fighting during the day from this high place through the moonlight.

This is a shattered mountain and river, the earth is cracked, the mountains are collapsed, extremely desolate, and silent under the cold moonlight.

"Why do we two tribes look like this?"

Ji Xuanyuan said with some regret: "Since you and I know the secrets of heaven, why did you still fight for this? Don't you want to pity the tribe members who have walked with you to this day?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Chi You seemed to hear a huge joke, but the heroic laughter seemed a little sad in such a withered scenery: "Do you think that the witch clan still has such a retreat in the underworld no matter what, so the fierce battle with the human race in such a long-determined ending is simply a waste of the lives of the clans?"

"But I want to tell you that the witch clan I led has no way out!"

"All the witch tribes who set foot on the battlefield of Buzhou Mountain have only one purpose, to retake the land belonging to our tribe!!"

"My witch tribe has been born on the earth since the founding of the heavens and has been nourished by the earth for countless years. If Pangu is like the father god of our clan, then the earth will be the mother god of our clan."

"If the earth is easily taken away by other clans, no witch tribe will die for it, wouldn't it be that the lowly demon tribes hide in the gutter and laugh at me for being alone?"

"So let's fight, the Human Emperor!"

"Even if the saints have promised the earth to the human race, even if the holy sword chooses you, even if God no longer favors the witch race."

"If you want to get the land of the witch clan, you must first cut off my head and cross my body!"

Even in the river rushing eastward, there are still dead stones trying to block the river water like a torrent.

It’s not that I don’t know how to adapt, but that I don’t want to adapt.

It’s not that there is no way to live, but that I want to do my last effort to re-seek the possibility of letting the wizards and veins bloom again on the earth.
Chapter completed!