After looking at the Holy City for a long time, no one from the Divine Dragon Clan or the Heavenly Demon Clan dared to make a move.

The demon lord glanced at Duan Li'er without moving, and said, "Do you see something?"

Duan Li'er shook his head and said helplessly: "No, do you want to attack it now?"

The demon lord shook his head and said, "Since we haven't seen anything, we can't act rashly, and we will go back when I go." ”

After that, Duan Li'er sensed that an invisible clone suddenly dispersed from his body, flying in the direction of all the powerhouses of the Divine Dragon Clan.

A moment later, he was at the Dragon Lord's side.

The Dragon Lord frowned and said, "How?"

The demon lord shook his head and said, "What about you?"

The dragon lord said helplessly: "Then we"

"Do you want to attack it immediately?" said the Demon Lord.

The Dragon Lord pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "I think, we can have a temptation!!"

The demon lord said: "Okay, there are ten people in each clan who are strong in the Nirvana realm. ”

"Good!" the Dragon Lord nodded.

Immediately, the demon lord flew back to the place where the Heavenly Demon Clan was.

All the masters of the two clans naturally looked at the demon lord and the dragon lord horse head, and after hearing their orders, the twenty masters of the human nirvana realm within the two clans flew into the so-called "holy city".

After these twenty human Nirvana realm powerhouses entered the Holy City, they were like Fang Cai, killing people when they saw them, and Duan Li'er at this time was remotely controlling the blood beads of all the spirits and continuing to absorb all the "spirits" in this holy city.

Yes, although there are not many people of the Desolate Tribes who have been slaughtered now, these are all extremely good "spirits". How could he have given up?

But it didn't take long for all the powerhouses of the two clans who entered the Holy City to disappear into the Holy City for no reason, without even having time to make the slightest sound. Their bodies just disappeared into the Holy City out of thin air.

Seeing such a change, both the demon lord and the dragon lord frowned deeply. Actually, this result was not too unexpected for them.

Those twenty powerhouses in the realm of Nirvana were nothing more than cannon fodder for them to give to the desolate clan, and what they played was just a temptation.

Perhaps, it was inhumane and cruel to do so - it was their people, after all.

But now they have a cold-blooded name - Battlefield.

On the battlefield, there is never so-called sympathy, let alone so much truth, as long as they can win the war, no means are exaggerated, as long as they can win the war, even if they have to sacrifice more people, they will do it.

The battlefield has always been cold-blooded, either you die or I die, this is war, this is the battlefield.

And those who sacrificed, if they want to blame, can only blame their own strength.

When Duan Li'er had a different opinion, in his opinion, those people could not die at all.

The reason why they are still dead is to blame is their leader. When leaders make mistakes, they use their lives to make up for the loss of decisions.

Seeing the twenty strongest of the clan disappear into the Holy City for no reason, both the Demon Lord and the Dragon Lord finally admitted that the situation they were encountering was unprecedentedly bad.

But for a while, no one found any effective solution.

In this way, the forces of the two sides confronted each other in such a strange situation.

On one side is the menacing alliance of the two races, as if nothing is broken. On one side, there seems to be no one in the holy city. But entering such a holy city can cause the two races to lose their elite

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