At this time, the python's eyes also burned with a ruthless aura, and he waved his hand, and there was a long whip shining with black light in his hand. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The python waved its long whip and shouted in a loud voice:

"Kill! None left!! ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!!"

"Kill !!" ・・・・・・

A group of subordinates, like tigers, echoed and shouted to kill, and pounced violently. They held all kinds of weapons and magic weapons in their hands, and bombarded the light curtain of the guard, and the traces of fragmentation on the light curtain became more and more obvious, and gradually had a crumbling trend.

Seeing this, she didn't dare to slack off, and the spirit fox crutch in her hand waved at the ancestral hall again, and a green light shot into the ancestral hall. She looked solemn and sacred, and shouted at the ancestral hall, ":

"Ancestral Immortal, please!"

Everyone in the Spirit Fox Clan pinched the trick one after another, and their faces were full of sacredness, and the murmuring sound suddenly resounded through the mountain pass:

"Ancestral Immortal, please!"

"Ancestral Immortal, please!"

・・・

Originally, the old, young, sick and disabled who had taken refuge in tents and wooden huts also ran out together, sat in the tribe, and shouted together.

They are weak and cannot participate in the battle, but these, they can do, they can do it, they are willing to do it!

Many shouts converged into a torrent, intertwined, and echoed in the sky above the Spirit Fox, shocking people's hearts.

With the shout, a dazzling pillar of light rose from the ancestral hall, and a roar came from the ancestral hall, and the surrounding mountain peaks shook. A huge and astonishingly large phantom of the nine-tailed spirit fox slowly transformed from the ancestral hall, and the momentum was so powerful that it was terrifying.

All of this happens in a few breaths.

The nine-tailed spirit fox phantom seemed to have been awakened from its slumber, and it glanced blankly at the golden battleship in front of it, and then at the spirit fox tribe below.

When he saw that some of the people in the tribe had vomited blood and died, the nine-tailed spirit fox phantom seemed to be enraged, raised his head and let out a high roar, stretched out a hill-like front paw and slapped down on the battleship.

Under this claw, there is a tendency of landslides and earth cracks, with a faint sound of wind and thunder.

When the masked old man saw the fox claw he had slapped, he let out a cold snort, and when he raised his hand, a round ball with a black essence flew out of his hand, and his other hand pressed down again, and his body rose into the air.

Under his press again, there was a "click~click~" sound, and the large array of guards shattered and cracked directly. The masked old man followed closely with the black ball and flew up to fight with the nine-tailed spirit fox.

As the large array of guards shattered, the python and its subordinates Hula suddenly rushed into the Spirit Fox tribe, and it was difficult to leave the holy grandmother with a resolute expression, waved her crutches, and met it.

Leng Wuji, Luan Tian, Xiao Li, Hu Xiao and a cadre of monks from the Spirit Fox Department also followed the storm.

It is difficult to leave the holy grandmother and the python to cultivate equally, the strength is similar, the two of them are full of light, each performing a trick, and the fight is inseparable.

Leng Wuji wielded a long sword in his hand, and was tightly surrounded by the three python clans who had cultivated in the Jindan period, his white hair fluttering, and his righteousness was awe-inspiring.

Hu Xiao didn't have a magic weapon or anything like that in his hand, a pair of hands was his weapon. At this moment, the two front paws he conjured up shone with brown essence, five or six times thicker than usual, and the tips of the claws revealed sharp curved blades. With both hands waving, and with a grab, the chests of the two pythons in front of them were torn alive, their flesh and blood blurred, and they let out a scream like killing pigs.

Xiao Li and Luan Tian stood side by side, and the illusion technique was unfolded, charming and infinite. A strong man of the python clan was stunned for a moment, and his head was smashed by her claws, and his soul was scattered, and he was completely dead.

Luan Tian swung his fist, the three-color flame dragon roared out, the silver light of the gun soul flashed inside, the yin and yang fish around his body were swirling, and the words "and" kept spitting out of his mouth. In a few breaths, the bodies of the seven or eight python clans in front of them were pierced, and the essence and blood of the divine soul were devoured by the gun soul.

Millet also flew out of the Qiankun Ring, her fiery red fur standing upright, her four-legged black light, her throat letting out an angry roar, her tail sweeping, and she was entangled with several pythons.

This is a battle with a huge disparity in numbers, the Linghu tribe has less than fifty people with combat power, and the python clan that keeps pounced on the battleship is already thousands!

Often, when one person is killed, two people immediately make up for it and pounce on it.

Kill! Just kill! Consciousness became numb, fists were flailing, flesh and blood were flying, and stumps were scattered.

Luan Tian's face gradually showed a tired color, the recovery speed of the yin and yang transformation was far from reaching the output speed of energy, his purple robe had turned bright red, his body and hands were covered with the blood of the python clan, and there were several scars on his body.

Looking at the fox Xiao again, he has become like a bloody man, with the flesh and blood of many python dead soldiers hanging on the tips of his claws, his brown hair has turned blood-red, his eyes are full of anger, and he is obviously not lightly injured by looking at his body.

Leng Wuji in the distance and the difficult to leave the holy grandmother, the situation is similar. Both of them were surrounded by five or six people, and their bodies were covered in blood.

At this time, countless old spirit foxes also joined the battle, some of them were gray-haired, and some were already old. But on his face, his expression was resolute and fearless.

They don't have any complaints, only hatred, this is the enemy's invasion, the hatred to exterminate the race, it is a blood feud, it is a mortal hatred!

This feud can only be resolved by non-stop fighting. Although, they are old, however, they must go to fight. Because, apart from them, there are only a few young foxes left, these are their grandchildren, great-grandchildren, they don't have the slightest combat effectiveness at all, and they can't even protect themselves.

These old foxes have a small amount of combat power, but they are physically exhausted, and they often rush into the enemy group and are immediately devoured by the python clan like cannon fodder.

In the tribe, there are children's cries... This cry is immature, desolate...

Endless remorse and pain permeated Luan Tian's heart.

Looking at the fallen and dead Spirit Fox Clansmen one by one, Luan Tian knew that all of this was due to him. It was he who caused the trouble, and it was he who caused these innocent spirit foxes to lose their people and their homes.

But none of them offered to hand him over. None of them complained. Everybody knows that if they hand him over, they, their people, their descendants, will probably not die.

They can only use their own bodies to fight, and use their own * to resist the attacks of the python clan again and again, including those old men who are in their last years. At this time, they had become bloody people, the Spirit Fox Department had been broken, and they had become nothing. Nothing but the body.

People often say that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, but if this misfortune will make people become destitute, can you still taste the blessings that you have been waiting for? Do you still have the courage to taste it?

All, overnight, nothing, overnight.

The battle continues.

Luan Tian suddenly let out a wail in his throat, this howl, terrible, hissing, cracking lungs. The raging anger burned in his chest, and his eyes instantly turned a strange red, and he rushed into the python tribe at once. Seeing this, Xiao Li also rushed in desperately.

His hands were spread, and the red, black, and white flame dragon qi gradually became darker and darker, and the "Yuan Search Technique" was quietly cast.

He directly grabbed the top of the python clan with both hands, and after grabbing it, he tore off the opponent's head, and the Yuan Search technique directly sucked the opponent's essence out, and the silver dragon spear soul also flew out and swept across, and the scars on his body also increased rapidly.

Tight face, fire-breathing eyes, waving fists, flesh and blood flying, dark, I don't know how many enemy heads were crushed in his hands, his hands were numb, his physical strength was seriously overdrawn, and there was only one word in his mind:

Kill!

Kill!!

Kill!!!

Just when Luan Tian had no choice but to risk leaking secrets and sacrifice the last killer weapon, the Chaos Bell, a shocking change protruded!