What the?

The captain of the Dark Clan Hunting Brigade changed color, and the two of them were killed so quickly, which was beyond his expectations.

But since it's here, let's fight.

As one of the top ten races of the Dark Clan, he has a dark bloodline, known as the supreme bloodline, and his realm has reached the third-order king, so he may not be the opponent of these two.

Poof-

When they saw the two of them clearly, the warriors of the hunting brigade wanted to laugh, but they felt that the scene was not suitable.

A first-order king and a one-heavy heavenly power, such a combination is too weak.

But he became a god of death, harvesting the lives of various hunting squads, and even planting the hunting brigades in their hands.

How is this possible?

After seeing these two people with their own eyes, they still didn't believe it, just these two people, really have that much ability?

"Escape, since you have come to die, this king will send you to reincarnation-" The captain said indifferently.

Compared with the major races, the dark race is more ruthless in their bones.

They are even more ruthless than the demons, and they are ruthless, ruthless to themselves and to their enemies. Coupled with the dark bloodline, this makes all races very afraid of the dark race.

As kings and would-be kings, they have their own pride.

If the enemy hadn't come and they had withdrawn, that would have been reasonable. Now that the enemy is coming, it is a real escape, which is not allowed.

Jiang Yun looked indifferent and stared at the captain of the dark clan: "Time is like a knife cutting through the sky, you are already old, this world is no longer your time." ”

What the?

"Hubris—"

The kings of the dark clan have dismantled one after another, although they are more than a thousand years old, they are not old at all, and they are so ridiculed by a native.

But they secretly smacked their tongues, and this landlord boy was right.

The younger generation has gradually grown up, and some can even beat the older generation of warriors, and they find that they seem to be really old.

"Suffer death, my dark clan will never be defeated-"

The battle between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out, and the place was beaten to the ground.

Darkness is coming!

This area was as dark as ink, and dozens of dark clan kings and quasi-kings shot at Jiang Yun and Xuannu.

The two of them are like lights in the dark night, very obvious.

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, killing the surrounding dark clans. The Dark Clan continued to fall, turned into blood mist, and died at the hands of Jiang Yun and Xuannu.

Jiang Yun and Xuannu were both people whose combat strength far exceeded that of their peers, and it only took half an hour to wipe out this last hunting team.

"The last hunting party has been destroyed, and we can leave—" Jiang Yun looked at Xuannu.

Xuannu nodded slightly: "Let's change our clothes and cross the void to the imperial land—"

The two of them changed into clean clothes, and after healing, Jiang Yun threw out the Xuanyu platform to depict the formation pattern across the void.

Sneering –

After adjusting their direction, the two disappeared from this place and crossed the void.

Brush –

In the next moment, Jiang Yun and Xuannu had already left this area and came to the vicinity of Renhuang Mountain. At this moment, Renhuang Mountain was still stained red with blood, and there were blood stains on the steps.

"The Great War is so tragic, and it's just a prelude, and the real Great War hasn't started yet-" Xuannu frowned and looked at the Human Emperor Mountain in the distance.

Although her expression was cold, she was kind-hearted and couldn't see such a tragic scene.

Jiang Yun's expression was calm, he had long been accustomed to such battlefields, since his debut, he had often fought bloody battles, and he had participated in many large-scale battlefields.

It is foreseeable that the future wars will be even more tragic.

This time, because of him, the Moon God, and Gong Wushuang, he kept most of the Tianjiao of the Zhantian Continent, and killed a large number of gods and goddesses among the invaders.

But in the future, there will be so many invaders, and they will continue to enter the Zhantian Continent.

If one day even the three of them can't stop those top-level Tianjiao, it will definitely be a catastrophe for the Zhantian Continent.

How many people will survive?

"Time is like a knife, cutting the sky. All eternity is empty, and it is desolate!"

A faint voice came from the side.

A troubadour dressed as a scholar stepped in, and there was not a trace of Yuan Force fluctuations or spiritual power fluctuations on his body.

Very ordinary!

But it was because it was too ordinary that Jiang Yun's suspicions were aroused. This is the foot of the Renhuang Mountain, where a great war has just broken out, and the Tianjiao have fought the invaders in blood, and the blood stains the earth.

It's just been a few days since the Great War, how could any mortal pass by here.

"In the next book, I have seen the son and the fairy-" The troubadour saluted Jiang Yun and the Xuannu, looking weak.

Jiang Yun's expression was calm, and he said lightly: "In Xia Xingchen, I have seen Brother Wen." ”

"Childe's face is angry, with all due respect, I'm afraid that my life will not be long-" The troubadour sighed lightly and looked at Jiang Yun with a solemn expression.

Xuannujiao snorted and stared at the troubadour: "How do you speak? curse people, right?"

Jiang Yun was also a little unhappy and wanted to hammer him.

Do you talk like this, as soon as you meet, you say that other people's lives are short, why is this product so unpopular.

"The girl need not be angry, if it is as expected, this boy is sick—" said the troubadour lightly, a pair of eyes that seemed to penetrate everything in the world.

Xuannu was suddenly unhappy, and said that she might be able to endure it, but she couldn't say Stardust: "You're sick-"

"Don't be impatient, Brother Dao might as well elaborate-" Jiang Yun looked at the troubadour.

He felt that this person was very extraordinary, and the goddess of the cicada was also reminding him that this troubadour was probably a peerless powerhouse.

To be able to come to Renhuang Mountain at this time, it is impossible to be an ordinary person.

In the world, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, some peerless masters like to play Hongchen, experience the various states of life, and comprehend the supreme road.

The troubadour looked around, and then said, "Childe, what are these surroundings?"

"Blood soil-" Jiang Yun said lightly, the earth around this area has long been stained red with blood because of the great war during this time.

The troubadour nodded: "Yes, this is killing." Childe restraint, murderer, people always kill him. Childe has killed too many people, and I am afraid it will be difficult to die well. And your kind of disease, if you want to cure it, it's hard and difficult—"

The troubadour shook his head and said three "difficult" words.

Jiang Yun showed a different color, this person was really not a mortal, he actually knew that he was sick. The Fallen God Curse is a curse, but it can also be said to be a disease, and he is indeed very murderous, slaughtering countless living beings.

Although those people deserve to die, in the long run, I am afraid that it will affect the state of mind.

"Please also ask the seniors to give you some advice-" Jiang Yun knew that this person must be a master, and hurriedly commensurate himself with his seniors.

The troubadour smiled: "Seniors don't dare to be, just be commensurate with your peers." If Childe wants to cure this disease, he may be able to go to the Forsaken Land, or go to the Godfall Forbidden Zone. ”

"Forsaken Land?" Jiang Yun looked puzzled.

The troubadour said lightly: "The Zhantian World was originally vast, but it was shattered after the first battle of the Zhantian Era, except for the main Zhantian Continent, all other fragments can be called abandoned land. In the south of the sky, the place called the south of the sky, there is an abandoned land, and when you get there, you may be able to cure the childe's illness. As for the killings, hey—"

"How?" Jiang Yun asked.

The troubadour said lightly: "The mood is resolute, but you must know that everything has cause and effect, and I am afraid that one day it will be difficult to have a good death." You and I are fated to give you a book to read at your leisure, and it may help you-"

"Thank you—" Jiang Yun took a golden jade ancient book.

"Farewell—"

The troubadour walked away, still looking as if the wind could blow him down, and he once again sang troubadours like knives, and disappeared into the sky.

It's not easy!

Jiang Yun stared at the direction in which the troubadour left, this person was definitely a person with a lot of background.