No one responded to Mei Sanbu's arrogant yelling, because the Western cultivators were really frightened.

That's 100,000 people!

It is from Europe, uniting all the cultivators of most countries on the European continent to exterminate the army of the ancient martial arts inheritance!

However, they came all the way to launch the first round of charge, and before they could arrive, they were wiped out!

Of the more than 300,000 cultivators on the European continent, a third of them have lost because of a single song!

"Are we here to clean up the ancient martial arts world? We have come all the way to send people's heads, right?" Many people were frightened and uneasy, and they already had the heart to retreat.

Before they came, there were big figures who kept saying that the Ancient Martial Realm had declined, and cultivators from all over the world were collectively besieging it, and it was simply a matter of effort, and it didn't take any effort at all.

So they came to get a piece of the pie, to find treasures and riches in this mysterious land, and to add a brilliant record to themselves.

But reality slapped them in the face, too suddenly, too hard.

A big black trumpet, a warrior, a song......

One husband is a pass, let alone ten thousand husbands, one hundred thousand husbands have not been able to open.

"What a terrifying sonic attack! Who is the existence that created this terrifying sonic wave? We must get his detailed information as soon as possible, otherwise, the battlefield of Mobei will suffer a great loss. ”

"The ancient martial arts world has a profound heritage, where is it so easy to eat? 100,000 people, you can afford to lose, and it is worth it to draw out a hole card from the other party. In the dark room, two indifferent voices slowly came out.

"Hehehe, anyway, it's not the Holy Court and the Dark Council that are dying, nor is it the Final Sect, of course you have nothing to be angry about. Another angry voice came from a huge screen.

If Xiao Fan saw this screen, he would recognize that the black-robed man on the screen was in the Maldives, and he forcibly rescued Tang Chuqiu's Death Cult Order powerhouse from his hands.

The true identity of this person is the leader of the Cult of the Grim Reaper, the shadow of the Grim Reaper 'Dis'.

In myths and legends, the Western god of death is called Hades, and his name is Dies, which means the shadow of the god of death.

"Dis, if the rule hedron falls into your hands, do you still think those 100,000 people are important?" a voice mocked.

Diston, on the screen, fell silent, breathing slightly short.

Why did cultivators all over the world besiege the Ancient Martial Realm, because this time during the millennium period, the rule spar landed in the Eastern Ancient Martial Realm.

If he can get the rule spar, let alone 100,000 people, Dis is willing to lose another 100,000 and 200,000, even if all these cultivators in Zhengdong die, he can not care at all.

"The sonic attack is very strong, but there is still a method of restraint, this is something we got by accident many years ago, I thought it was useless, but now it seems that it has also come in handy and sent to Mobei. ”

A half-human-tall conch was carried out by a member of the Sect of the End.

"Okay, when the rule spar appears, we will compete fairly. Diese spoke lightly.

"Of course. ”

……

In the sky over the southern seas, Xiao Fan finally came back, but he looked helpless.

Beside Xiao Fan, Bai Qian had a smug smile on her face, accompanied by joy.

The specific matters of cooperation with Bai He's family have been discussed, Xiao Fan originally planned to sneak away, but he didn't expect Bai Qian to secretly follow Xiao Fan until he was forced to get on the plane and was threatened by Xiao Fan to push him down from the sky, and he still didn't move his buttocks.

In desperation, Xiao Fan could only acquiesce to the fact that Bai Qian followed him back to Huaxia.

Didi ......

The desert called.

"Xiao Shuai, Mobei's victory, the desert song "Xiao Fang", sang hoarsely, emotionally realistic, touching and heartfelt, moved by 100,000 cultivators, self-ended, the remaining more than 200,000 cultivators, withdrew from the border, camped in the station, did not dare to move forward rashly, before the other party did not consider countermeasures, it should be a period of stability. ”

"Awesome!" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but praise.

This sentence is so powerful that there is no moisture, Xiao Fan really admires the morning breeze.

"Can you give me time for a song, so that those 100,000 scum will become ...... forever" Xiao Fan suddenly sang.

Desert: "......"

What did the Great Demon King go through during this time?

"Where's Morrowind, let him come back. Xiao Fan said.

Desert snorted, but said again: "That's what I planned, I'll report to you, but I don't think Brother Morrowind will come back." ”

"Contact Morrowind to see what he chooses. Xiao Fan said after being silent for a few seconds.

The desert side hung up the phone, and immediately contacted Morrowind.

At this time, Chenfeng still hadn't eased up, and he couldn't believe that he had killed 100,000 cultivators, which even a Dao-level martial artist couldn't do.

After relieving for a long time, the morning breeze still saw the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood as soon as he closed his eyes, and the earth-shattering and painful wails echoed endlessly in his ears.

"Brother Morrowind, your face is not very good?" The voice of the desert came from the communicator on Morrowind's wrist, and the next second, the appearance of the desert appeared on the virtual screen.

"It's a desert, it's okay, I'm just a little ......" Chenfeng looked tangled, although he knew that the battlefield was ruthless, and he knew that there was no mercy in the fight, either you died or I died.

However, he still couldn't let go.

"Let's go back to Martial Arts City. "Desert Road.

Chenfeng was stunned: "What are you going back for?"

A solemn look appeared on the desert little face: "You have destroyed 100,000 cultivators with one blow, you are famous, and you will become a thorn in the side of the enemy, they will desperately want to get rid of you, and they will do whatever it takes to do so, your situation is very dangerous." Moreover, it doesn't have much effect for you to stay on the battlefield, after the other party has a defense, it will not easily give you a chance to sing, and it is estimated that the other party will soon find a way to restrain you. ”

"So I'm going to go back and hide?" Chenfeng gritted his teeth: "No, at that time, we scattered three battlefields, in order to completely understand our obsession, my obsession is good and evil, and now I have killed 100,000 people with one song, I feel that I have reached the threshold of entering the Dao, and I am just one step away, if I hide back in Martial Dao City, all my efforts will be lost." ”

"But your situation is really dangerous, as long as you live, you are a potential threat, and it will also cause psychological obstacles to the more than 200,000 Western cultivators on the Mobei battlefield, if I am the strong man of the other party, I will definitely pay any price to kill you. Desert persuaded again.

A reluctant smile appeared on Chenfeng's pale face: "I know, but I won't go back, the ancients said that the morning and the Tao, death at night is enough, and it is my master's lifelong dream to enter the Tao with martial arts, and I can't give up now." ”

"Have you really decided?" Desert was not surprised by Morrowind's reply, as if he had already assumed that Morrowind would do so.

"I decided. There seemed to be a fire burning in Morrowind's eyes: "I have done nothing in this life, if I retreat this time, even if I can survive for the rest of my life, I will regret it." Besides, I'm a half-stepping Dao-level existence, and although I haven't comprehended the existence of the realm, it's not so easy to kill. I decided to stay on the battlefield and live or die!"

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