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"Write the blood pupil!"

Yan Xiao's eyes behind him, when he opened them, the demonic pupils made a blood mark flash in the eyes of the warrior in front of him who was closely clinging to him and his own melee combat. The latter suddenly churned with blood and blood, but at this time, the latter seemed to be unconscious, and instinctively slashed at the Blood God Clan man in front of him with the axe in his hand.

"!"

Yan Xiao couldn't help but scold, and the three-foot blood peak in his palm collided with it.

"How is it possible, his qi and blood are already churning, how can he still have such a high combat effectiveness?"

"They're crazy, madness is their forte, be careful!"

"Understood!"

"Rain Dance!"

"It's coming!"

Yan Xiao covered a clansman behind him and carried the seriously injured Ling on his back and slowly retreated.

"How many times have I said it, crushed her Yuxun, she has no combat effectiveness, why are you still keeping her?

Facing the roar of the extremely prestigious captain of the Blood God Clan, Yan Xiao was also very uncomfortable, but at this time, he still did not allow the clansmen behind him to leave his embarrassed and unclothed body.

"Captain, she's already recovering!"

Yan Xiao and Yu Wu cooperated, and the sword chain repelled the three of them, but when the other two madmen rushed to Ling's place, Yan Xiao left almost instinctively.

Although Rain Dance was surrounded by the mad clan and had the help of the rest of his fellow Blood God Clan, this sudden change still injured him.

The captain of the Blood God Clan couldn't bear it anymore, and when he confronted the mad clan captain in front of him, he scolded angrily: "Hey, Yan Xiao, if you don't want to return to the clan to be punished, quickly crush her Yuxun." ”

"Captain!"

"Quick!"

Yan Xiao was in a dilemma and couldn't do it for a long time.

"Captain, Ling has always wanted to prove himself, our race is a very patriarchal race, Ling has suffered a lot of discrimination and cold eyes in the clan, and now it is not easy, finally have such an opportunity......"

Rub it!

With a crisp sound, the Blood God Clansman had already forcibly opened Ling's spatial array, and then crushed her Yuxun.

"Ling!"

Lowering his head as if he couldn't see everything around him, he stepped forward, his red complexion and blood were mixed together, but the uncomfortable face, sobbing in pain, just frantically picked up the axe on the ground, frantically urged the force, and after swallowing two extremely powerful elixirs, he slashed frantically at the madman in front of him with a huge backlash.

The anger in his chest, I don't know who it is aimed at, no matter how many wounds he has suffered on his body, he shouts Ling's name, and uses an extremely chaotic axe to cut a bloody path.

Ling! Ling!

The tears shed and the blood of his body mixed together, and in the end, he knelt in the clouds, they won, he was covered with scars, and the sky that looked up at the sky could not see the hurried arrival of his companions, but he wanted to shout something silently, but in the end, only tears remained, constantly ~

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"General, do you want to kill us all like that?"

"Nope!"

The warrior shook his head lightly as if the thunder slurry was flowing between the armor, and even though they saw this tragic situation, it was only calm and without any temperature, as cold as innate ice.

"I just want your points!"

The Thunder Clan, as early as half a day ago, had already rushed into the top twenty positions, so you can imagine how many battles they have experienced during this time.

The silver armor shone like ice cubes in the light, and the moment the leader pointed to the sky, the last lightning bolt hit the bodies of the four people who were full of fear in their eyes.

The four of them quickly broke under a traction. The air, which had been hot before, was now only the cold of the victors. The five people of the Thunder Clan sat down cross-legged one by one, and the previous disadvantage slowly turned into an advantage, and one by one the magic circles were formed, and tears flowed one after another.

"Captain, do you ~ remember what the clan motto is?"

It was the voice of one of the five ThunderClans, and it seemed to cause the direction of thunder and lightning in the air, but it was a little trembling. After these words, everything is still calm. Because no one has spoken out, the Thunder Clan, who is a descendant of Thor, is a kind race!

At this time, they are chasing the defeated race, and bombarding their innocent bodies with the thunder and lightning that should have been used to punish the criminals who are too many to write.

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"Wow!"

An ancient tree, in an inconspicuous part of the sea of clouds, squirmed its body extremely quickly. When the roots of the trees began to move, his body would always shake violently a few times, and many leaves began to wither, like life, like a languishing breath without a look.

The bark is a little cracked!

"Roar!"

The bloodshot red-eyed master is Quetzalcoatl, an ancient race that broke away from the orcs a long, long time ago. They had a pair of white wings at seven inches, but this was what they were proud of, but now the flesh and blood were blurred. Above the head of the snake, there is a small protrusion, where dragon horns will grow.

They were originally a perfect and gorgeous race, but at this time, the Quetzalcoatl God was embarrassed to use his scaly and mutilated body to tear the body of the Phantom Tree Clan.

As the leaves fall away, his movements begin to slow down even more.

They both want to continue, so they have to destroy each other.

There are more than two hundred races, and there are less than sixty races left at this time. When all the sorrows and blood are spilled, it is as if there is an invisible force that resists all the forces of the "Sky City", which is an extremely sad emotion, like a cry of sorrow in the depths of the soul, no one listens, everyone ravages.

All the scars are all in one at this time, and all the wails are echoing in the sky at this time.

The originally quiet sea of clouds has become a river of blood without color. They departed, but the blood they shed was not!

"Ahh

The weakened body finally collapsed after two breaths.

"Bang!"

His body kicked up dust, and he let his feather smash to pieces.

It's not that he has lost all the strength to resist, but he is not resisting at this time, he seems to hear the elves who live there sing for them in his secret realm, and they will open their arms and kiss their cheeks.

At this time, he seemed to hear a song in the "Sky City", in the midst of all the annoying explosions of force.

It was cheerful music, the phantom tree was finally gone, and Quetzalcoatl lay in the middle of the fallen leaves as his feathers shattered. The body and mind were exhausted, when the feathers were stained with blood, she didn't even have the strength to stuff the medicine pill into her mouth, and in the end, she still stood up, despite their race, she was the only one left!

Although, she couldn't help but want to cry......