Five days later, Ning Chuan walked through the manor, and Linglong was happily sitting under an osmanthus tree, grabbing osmanthus cake and stuffing it into his mouth.

At this time, the little girl's injuries were completely healed, and those few wisps of killing power were also refined clean by the little girl's body.

Ning Chuan had enjoyed the calm and peaceful life of the past few days, and since he had destroyed the four strongholds of the Killing Dynasty, the entire Killing Dynasty seemed to be immersed again.

However, Ning Chuan knew that such a big force as Killing Dynasty would not give up in the face of the death of so many killers, and now that he didn't make a move, it meant that they were still brewing a bigger conspiracy.

At this time, in the high temple above the Meteorite Giant City, several figures sat on both sides, each figure was monstrous, and the peak cultivation of the God King was undoubtedly revealed.

At this time, a man in white sitting at the front suddenly spoke: "Last time, because of the same vein between Divine Island and Yu Tamarin, we did not destroy the Meteorite Academy, but now they are just surviving. ”

"Now that the real war has begun, how are the preparations of your blood spirit clan?"

An old blood spirit with wrinkled skin all over his body raised his eyes that had been drooping, and the red glint in his eyes flashed: "It's almost ready, the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Pool has also been brought out of the clan by us, as long as the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Pool starts a war, it will absorb the blood of all Souls." ”

The man in white nodded, then turned his head and said, "How is the side of the Holy Fire Clan?"

One of the Sacred Fire Clan's old ancestors showed his yellow teeth, and said with a smile: "A hundred Holy Fire Clan's warships are ready, the little doll of the Ancestral Shrine has handed over all the things to you this time, I hope you don't let us down!"

The man in white smiled indifferently: "Of course, your predecessors Ancestral Shrine will not disappoint many ethnic groups, and the twelve temples of our Ancestral Shrine have also arrived, and when the time comes, the entire battle will be reduced to the scope of the twelve temples." ”

"And every temple has a God King Ancestor to manipulate it, and at that time, even if it is Yu Tamarin and Divine Island, as long as all the places within the scope of our temple are turned into nothingness!"

"What about the forces of the Meteorite Giant City and the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox Clan?" asked a white-bearded old man sitting at the back at this time.

"How about it?" the man in white repeated disdainfully, "Of course, let them fight with the forces of the Tianlong Clan as the first troops, and then let the clansmen of the top ten forces not have to lose their lives in vain!"

The few people in this temple are the four forces of the Blood Spirit Clan, the Holy Fire Clan, the Ancestral God Temple, and the Flying Snow Sword Pavilion, and only these four forces can sit on an equal footing and take charge of this battle.

And what is the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox Clan, the Falling Star Giant City, and the Flame Demon Clan...... These so-called top 100 taboo races are just minions in their eyes.

At this time, the crutches in the old woman of the Holy Fire Clan pointed to the back, "Then this little girl will preside over this battle?"

Behind her stood a woman, dressed in a fiery red robe, vaguely revealing two white and slender thighs, embellished with golden flame lines in the center of her eyebrows, shoulder-length hair, jet black and soft, and the light was recognizable.

Seeing that everyone looked at her, the woman saluted respectfully, and a beautiful voice like a yellow bird came: "That Ling'er is here to thank a few seniors for their trust!"

Three days later, Ning Chuan was standing in the square of the Meteorite Academy wearing the Holy Spirit Battle Armor, and next to him was Bai Qi, who was holding a long sword with an indifferent face.

Fox Xiaoji was sent back to the manor by him, originally he wanted to send Fox Xiaoji to part ways since then, so that she could go wherever she wanted.

But I didn't expect Fox Xiaoji to find the manor, and in the end, she was left in the manor with a dead face, Ning Chuan thought of the appearance of Fox Xiaoji at that time, and his nerves ached, women are really unpredictable creatures.

And the Dao patterns around the entire manor were repeatedly enhanced by Linglong dozens of times, and those heavenly gods and demon beasts also took out some of the mountain materials they had collected and used them to consolidate the formations around the manor.

And the manor is not in the range of the war, so as long as the manor is not revealed, there is no big problem.

In fact, Ning Chuan also wanted to take a hundred Heavenly God Demon Beasts to participate in the battle, but after thinking about it later, it was safer to stay and protect Linglong.

At this moment, a thunderous drum sounded in the sky, and everyone in the Meteorite Academy raised their heads and looked at the position in mid-air, only to see a hundred battleships with black bodies appearing and attacking forward.

At the front of these hundreds of warships was the flag of the Holy Fire Clan, and the flag water fluttered in the wind, and a murderous aura permeated the heavens and the earth.

The expressions of the people in the Meteorite Academy were solemn, and some of them held the magic weapon in their hands vigorously, solemn and calm.

Hundreds of battleships stopped at the forefront of the Meteorite Academy, and suddenly countless streamers appeared in the sky, and all the forces led by the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox Clan and the Meteorite Giant City appeared from above the battleships.

It was dense, and as far as the eye could see, a majestic murderous aura rushed towards the Meteor Academy, and some people who were not mentally strong fell directly down as soon as they became weak.

At this time, Ning Chuan's eyes did not move, his body was tense, and he stood straight in place, and the majestic momentum was like a raging sea rushing towards him.

The Flame Demon Clan, the Immortal Flavor Building, the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox Clan, the Meteorite City Lord's Mansion, the Demon Snake Clan...... All kinds of races were intertwined, and they rushed towards the Meteorite Academy with the shouts of the heaven-shattering gods.

"Kill!"

In an instant, a killing sound sounded from the mouth of Chang Caifeng, who was standing at the front of the team, and I saw the old man raise the dragon's head crutch with both hands and throw it into the air, and immediately turned into a huge wooden dragon.

Chang Caifeng took the lead in sitting on top of the wooden dragon, and one person and one dragon rushed out first, accompanied by an indomitable momentum.

Behind him, everyone in the Meteorite Academy also shouted in unison, and countless students turned into streamers and followed behind Chang Caifeng.

And in the dense mountains on the right side of the Meteorite Academy, a terrifying horn sounded, and the sound overshadowed the sound of war drums, like an ancient dragon coming through nothingness, and a dragon roar shook through the four fields.

Countless Heavenly Dragon Clansmen and people of various races wore battle armor and rushed out from the right side with iron in their hands, like a torrent of steel directly rushing into the lineup in front, and the battle broke out immediately.

Countless people were scuffling together, a Celestial Dragon Clansman had just plunged the long sword in his hand into the chest of a Flame Demon Clansman, and a Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Clansman behind him waved his hands, and countless silver needles shot out, piercing it directly from behind.

This is a war, there is no conversation between the two sides, no temptation, only shouts and killings, only to do their best.

The white robe on Bai Qi's body had already been stained with blood, and the long sword in his hand was constantly swinging out, and every time a large piece of sword light fell, a tidal ocean composed of a large piece of sword qi formed around him.

Countless sword qi surging and worshipping, and everyone who stepped into the position of a few feet around him was directly crushed into pulp and turned into dry bones.

And Ning Chuan also kept swinging his sword on the other side, and in the shaking of the Taiji diagram behind him, a black and white intertwined sword light rushed out, and sometimes he gave up the black and white sword and used his fist to attack.

Ning Chuan's own physical body is unparalleled, and there are very few people who can compare with Ning Chuan's physical body, even those races that specialize in cultivating physical bodies.

Fists to the flesh, countless enemies were blasted by Ning Chuan, and the blood continued to fall like rain.

And in the battlefield, you can still see Ao Lie's figure, Ao Lie's body is full of green flashes, and his body is covered with countless cyan scale armor, the scale armor is clear, strong and vigorous, and the cold light is flickering.

Countless enemies were torn apart by him, and severed limbs and stumps continued to pile up at his feet, and soon became a small mountain of bones.

The battlefield is like a huge grinding disc, constantly grinding away everyone, whether physical or mental, the eyes are innumerable scarlet, and the ears are constantly wailing, screaming, roaring, and boundless.

In a place where everyone on the battlefield could not see, a huge pool of blood floated in the sky, and I saw countless blood-red mist invisible to the naked eye on the battlefield, constantly converging upwards, and finally condensed on the blood pool in mid-air.

Countless blood in the blood pool churned, as if boiling, and bubbles continued to bulge one after another in the blood pool, shattering and reappearing, and so on, the smell of blood in the blood pool became more and more intense.

An elder of the Blood Spirit Clan looked at the blood pool with a happy look in his eyes: "The blood pool of our Blood Spirit Clan has not evolved for many years, and now this battle is really a godsend, and it can finally make the blood pool evolve into a blood spirit!"

Another old man next to him nodded and said, "As long as the blood spirit appears, it is a cultivation that surpasses the peak of the God King, and there is anyone else who can resist on this battlefield!"

While the two were talking, a huge roar suddenly came from the sky on one side, and the two hurriedly looked overhead, only to see countless dense patterns appear above their heads.

The Dao patterns were full of colors, illuminating the entire battlefield in a strange light, and the expression of the Blood Spirit Clan Elder changed greatly: "It's not good! It's the formation of the Yu Tamarin, hurry up and protect the blood pool." ”

Rumble!

The Dao patterns continued to interweave like small dragons, and finally converged into countless thick Shenhua Mountain Pillars, which fell to the battlefield with a roar.

The Blood Spirit Clan held up a small protective shield above the blood pool and tried its best to resist the pillar of light that came from above, and some of the battleships of the Holy Fire Clan that had not had time to dodge were directly turned into powder in this pillar of light.

The power of each pillar of light was equivalent to the full force of a powerhouse in the God King realm.

At this time, on the Holy Fire Clan's battleship, the woman named Ling'er opened her mouth prettyly: "Don't panic, this big array has a wide range and great power, and the consumption must be very large, and the Yu Tamarin can't last long!"

"Holy Fire Clan, go!"

As she spoke, she threw down a small jade slip from her hand, and the jade slip quickly burrowed into the battle array behind her, and soon several more warships set off for the distance.

Every time, Ling'er would take out a small jade slip from his side, and then throw it behind him, changing the battle situation below every moment.

At this time, the two sides have not yet exhausted their foundations, and neither the Ancestral Temple nor the Divine Island have yet to make a move.