The peak of the Yuan Vein Realm was defeated by the Yuan Base Realm, what an unbelievable ending, and it was no wonder that those nephews had such expressions.

Di Jun, who was stained red with blood, once again created an undefeated myth on this battlefield, and his reputation was destined to spread and be known to the world.

The battlefield became even more chaotic, and the rest of the Terran geniuses saw Di Jun's victorious posture, so they became more courageous one by one, and their inner refusal to admit defeat was their greatest motivation.

"Ahh

A terrible scream resounded throughout the battlefield, and this scream came from high in the sky of the battlefield, on the battlefield where the two Holy Kings were fighting.

Everyone hurriedly looked up at the sky, and a huge figure was falling rapidly, with a large rain of blood, already dead and unable to die anymore.

boom

That figure smashed Geshan, the entire Geshan was shaking, the rocks rolled down, the smoke and dust dispersed, and finally the true face of that figure was revealed.

It was a Golden Crow, although it was already unrecognizable, but all the creatures present sensed it through the residual breath on that figure, he was one of the ancestors of the Golden Crow Clan, the Po Cheng Clan.

"Nope. ”

Not far away, a fireball roared, it was the seventh holy son of the Jinwu clan, the broken army, and the ancestor of the Jinwu clan who died was his own ancestor, and he could be regarded as his mentor.

Pojun went crazy, and launched a crazy attack on his opponent Ji Hong, he wanted to vent the anger in his heart, he didn't care, he didn't care about anything, Pojun didn't care about the trauma he would suffer, and he would exchange blood for blood, and in the end, it would be life for life.

But the practice of breaking the army also successfully aroused Ji Hong's anger, Ming Hong's sword was full of firepower, and a red lark surrounded Ji Hong and frantically counterattacked towards the broken army, the battle situation of this man and beast can be said to be the most fierce one among all the war groups.

Looking at the death of the Pocheng clan, all the holy sons of the Jinwu clan were silent, the Heavenly Saint King Ancestors were already inferior to the human race, now that one has died, will the rest be far away? Which ancestor will be next?

I can't help but feel a little sad in my heart, but how can the Terrans give you time to grieve, the death of the Po Cheng clan can be said to have pushed the morale of the Terrans to the peak, as soon as the morale is high, the combat power is strong, and the Terrans on this battlefield are already dominant, and now, they have almost become dominant.

Even Gao Ye and Yue Ying began to find some initiative and began to attack.

On the other side, after Di Jun killed the armor, there were no geniuses from other races around him who dared to step forward, and those in the Yuan Spirit Realm couldn't take Di Jun's turn to fight, so naturally there would be masters of the Human Yuan Spirit Realm to help him stop him, and for a while, Di Jun found that he seemed to have become an idler.

As far as the eye can see, all the battlefield terrans are pressing each other to fight, especially Jumang, with the help of Jumang, the holy son of the Jinwu clan, the heavenly wolf, has almost become Cangyu's sparring partner, and Di Jun is also silently mourning for this heavenly wolf in his heart.

There was no way, Di Jun had no choice but to find an opponent casually, he wandered between various battle groups, and there were more than 100 corpses behind him.

"Golden Crow, Yaoshi. ”

A loud shout sounded, and the Heavenly Wolf, the Holy Son of the Golden Crow Clan, couldn't bear it anymore, the flames in his body soared, and his momentum exploded, as if turning into a round of sun, slowly rising on the battlefield.

Ju Mang and Cang Yu were directly shocked by surprise, but fortunately, neither of them was an ordinary person, and there was nothing wrong with stopping their backward figures.

Okay, the Golden Crow Saint Son Heavenly Wolf is finally about to show his strongest strength, and this method looks very extraordinary, even when he fought with Di Jun, he didn't use this trick.

Ju Mang's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand to make Cangyu retreat, and the wooden rules in his hand were magnificent, and he went towards the sky wolf.

Behind. Cangyu stomped his feet, his small mouth was high, and he was extremely unhappy, but Jumang didn't think he had found it, and continued to fight with the wolf, Cangyu had no choice but to give up, standing quietly not far away, and pressed for Jumang.

"Golden Crow, Yaoshi. ”

Several loud shouts sounded again, round after round of small suns rose, and several holy sons of the Golden Crow clan used this trick one after another, and for a while, nine rounds of scorching sun lit up, and there seemed to be no difference from the real sun in the sky.

The only one who didn't use this trick seemed to be the only one left Shenhuo, and now he was already scarred and looked like he was extremely consumed, but the unwillingness in his eyes could be felt by anyone.

As soon as the nine rounds of scorching sun came out, those geniuses of the human race were temporarily shaken back, the earth began to become scorched earth, and the ordinary warriors of the human race were greatly affected.

Not far away, in a battle group, the fireball of the Golden Crow Clan's Holy Son Dust Yao passed quickly, and the soldiers of the Terran race spontaneously combusted and turned into charcoal and died, behind him, Fu Xi saw this scene, and he was also furious, and his vitality was running wildly, chasing towards Dust Yao.

The same is true in other places, the hand of the Holy Sons of the Golden Crow Tribe, which caught the geniuses of the Terran a little off guard, but in this short period of time, the army of the Terran suffered heavy losses, and almost thousands of Terran warriors turned into charcoal.

"Look for death. ”

All the Terrans were angry, and the geniuses of the Terran clans shot out together, intercepted the eight Golden Crow Holy Sons, and no longer cared about anything, and surrounded and killed them together. Dozens of Terran geniuses worked together, and the eight Golden Crow Saints could only defend in groups, and if they were left alone, they would definitely be killed by a group.

On the other side, Cangyu Xiaoniu finally couldn't help it, and stepped forward to help Jumang, and defeated the wolf one after another.

boom

There was a violent explosion in the sky again, and violent fluctuations were heard, and the majestic pressure pressed all the Terran warriors and the Golden Crow side back to the ground.

In the air, dozens of figures slowly fell, but no matter how you looked at several of them, they seemed to be lifeless, but under the influence of the vitality of the other Saint Kings, they could only slowly descend with them.

No, it seems that there is still a confrontation.

The figures falling in the air seem to be standing casually, but they also have a deep meaning, the figure of the Terran Saint King is extremely obvious compared to the Golden Crow side, but it is the figure of the more than a dozen Terran Races, the Golden Crow side of the Saint King in the center, surrounded by a group, and the collision of vitality between them still seems to exist.

And it was between them that the bodies of the Saint Kings, who seemed to have lost their vitality, rose and fell powerlessly with the collision of vitality.

"Hmph"

The Terran Saint Kings let out a cold snort in unison, and their vitality exploded, and the few still alive Golden Crow Saint Kings in the center all snorted, and the corners of their mouths overflowed with a trace of blood, and the body of the dead Beast Clan Saint King finally lost its support, and quickly fell down, smashing the ground into several large pits.

Below, the two clans also quickly separated, and the remnants of the little golden crows on the Golden Crow side also hurried towards the top of the mountain, where it will be the place where the Golden Crow Saint Kings landed, if they stayed in place, as soon as the Terran Saint King fell, they would all be shocked to death by the Terran Saint King.

Finally, the holy kings of the two races have already fallen into shape, and if you take a closer look, the holy kings of the human race do not appear to be anything unusual except for a slight breath, and the twelve holy kings on the Golden Crow side are still there only six left.

At the beginning, the nephew clan Jiaojiao, the later Jinwu clan Pocheng clan, and then the current dead four figures. On the side of the Jinwu tribe, there is no day to turn over.

Counting the holy kings of the Jinwu clan who are still alive, there are only the Geshan clan, the Yanyou clan, the Tianxing clan, the Liuyou clan, the Yinyi clan, and the Jingu clan. The rest have all been killed by the Terrans, not only the Holy King, but also the soldiers of other races below, there are not many left, and the Vermilion Deer, Pelican Bird and other clans loyal to the Golden Crow clan seem to have been completely wiped out.

In the end, the Golden Crow side that could return to the top of the mountain was only a few thousands, and on the mountainside, there were corpses of the Golden Crow side everywhere, mixed with a small number of Terran undead in between.

The 25,000 warriors of the Terran Race, there are still as many as 20,000, if it weren't for the sudden fury of the Nine Holy Sons of the Golden Crow who killed thousands of Terran warriors, otherwise, there would only be more Terran alive.

Now, the human race has surrounded the top of Geshan Mountain, and the Jinwu side can only lean their backs against the Geshan Hall tightly to do the final battle of the trapped beasts.

Looking around, the ancestor of the Jinwu clan, Geshan clan, had sadness in his eyes, and he didn't expect that the Jinwu clan, who had been powerful in the past and the Dongshan Sutra, would perish in his hands.

"Alas, Lieju, now we can't run away, we are willing to judge ourselves here, to atone for the sins of the dead of your human race, just please spare me these children, okay?"

Geshan fell down and turned into a human form, a thin old man. walked out alone, came to the open space between the two clans, and pleaded to the Lieju clan not far in front of him.

The current Geshan clan is no longer the ancestor of the Jinwu clan who is mighty in the mountains and seas, he is just an old man who gives up face and seeks a glimmer of life for the sake of his descendants.

Behind him, all the golden crows were secretly weeping, looking at this thin figure, feeling uncomfortable.

"Geshan clan, is there still room for reconciliation between you and me? If I let them go today, if they grow up in another day, can you guarantee that they will not retaliate against our human race?"

The Lieju clan sighed, they are indeed old friends for many years, and there are a few of their peers who are still alive at the beginning, but the races are different, and the Lieju clan naturally won't agree like that, he also has to think about the human race.

"I only see hatred in their eyes, I let them go, they won't stop there, this hatred will always be endless, old friend, how do you ask me to promise you. ”

Ge Shan was silent, and he had fought to this point today, how could those little cubs behind him not remember this revenge.

"Old friend, I'm sorry, I can only guarantee that I won't move the little golden crows you sent out, but the leader among them must die, and the growth of those little golden crows, I will also pay attention, if they don't do anything unfavorable to our human race, I won't touch them. This can be regarded as leaving a little blood for you. Lieju spoke again.

"You found them?" said Katsuyama with a wry smile.

"Hmm. ”

"Thank you, old friend. ”

Geshan saluted to the Lieju clan, and he knew that this was the last trace of face left by the Lieju clan for the sake of his old friend for many years.

After saying that, Geshan turned his head and walked back, one step, one footprint.

"Come, children, today, we will die together, I am incapable of saving you, but I promise that I will die with you in this land that raised us. ”

The old man's appearance disappeared, and a huge golden crow spread its wings, the Geshan clan, was ready.

"Ancestor, we are not afraid of death, let these human races know today that they belong to the pride and glory of the natural divine birds of my Jinwu clan. ”

"Battle"

The battle blood on the Golden Crow side was ignited, and the Terran Saint Kings were a little emotional, but what should be done was still to be done, and more than a dozen Terran Saint Kings stepped forward together, spreading their power and shaking the heavens and the earth.