"Zhao Li, we're here!" Bolira shouted as she looked at the two figures in the sky from a distance.

He really didn't expect that the battle between Zhao Li and this Vermilion Bird would be so fierce, and dozens of them couldn't even get close. The battlefield was full of flames.

"Well, Bolila," Zhao Li also turned his head to look at this voice!

He thought it was the Phantom Clan who had come, but when he saw that there were only dozens of young people in Burlila, he frowned again.

"It's good that you're here, go to other battlefields to help! You can't get your hands on it here! Zhao Li shook his head and said.

"Okay, be careful!" Bolira hesitated to glance at the seriously injured Zhao Li, before flying away with dozens of clansmen!

"Humph!" The six elders of the Fire Clan saw that the person who came was helping the Chinese civilization, and they also unceremoniously spit out a flame and headed towards Bolila and his party.

"You still dare to make a small guess when you fight with me," Zhao Li was also angry, and Cangmang Mountain crashed towards Suzaku. At this time, Cangmang Mountain was already half smaller. But it's more condensed! Although the quantity is less, the burden is not much less.

Seeing the mountain peak crashing towards him again, the six elders of the Fire Clan were also very angry, and the flames that had just been spit out turned back under his control.

"Boom," the two fought again.

"Poof!" Zhao Li was knocked out of the plane and flew out a few hundred meters, and spit out a mouthful of blood. His face was also pale, and his body flying in mid-air trembled, almost not falling.

After fighting for nearly a day, he is also close to the lamp, not to mention that these powers do not belong to him. At this time, his body was also in a mess, and the heart seed in his heart also became smaller. Forcibly using his will to suppress the chaotic power in his body, Zhao Li looked coldly at Suzaku again.

The six elders of the Fire Clan were also uncomfortable, although he was a Vermilion Bird himself. Borrowing the power of the Hallows, he could block most of the attacks, but this bumping attack made his body unable to hold on, and if he hit it again, he might be knocked out of the merger state!

And he didn't have much time to use the holy weapon, he had blocked a burst of missiles for the Guardian Clan before, and now he had a big battle with Zhao Li. He's almost at his limit! The two of them are now fighting with will!

"Kill!" Zhao Li insisted and rushed over with Cangmang Mountain again.

"Kill!" The six elders of the Fire Clan touched it without thinking about it.

"Boom!" Cangmang Mountain has become smaller again, and now it can no longer be called a big mountain, and the small mountain is still about the same. Zhao Li was also a little anxious, if he hadn't dragged the Sacred Weapon before the collapse of Cangmang Mountain, then he would be in danger! So I can't give the holy weapon time to rest now, and after shaking my body, I forcibly launched an attack again!

"Boom!"

The continuous battle between the two made him look like he was no longer human, Zhao Li's hair was long gone, and there were only a few pieces of clothes hanging on his body, and his body was also black. The red one, this was all carefully rubbed by the Vermilion Bird Fire, although it was suppressed by him with a half-saint cultivation, but this kind of domineering flame is really difficult! Bones can still be seen where they were rubbed.

The flames surrounding Suzaku are also like shadows, and there are also gaps on the body, and the beautiful hair on the body is also very mixed.

Some of the prehistoric races who were hiding around the battlefield to watch the battle were also shocked by the tragic situation of the two! Don't dare to move one by one!

"Kill!" The murderous aura made the people of these races tremble, what kind of hatred must be this to fight to this point! If they continue to fight, they will be crippled if they don't die. It's a desperate fight.

"Alas, the Fire Clan is finished. Even if they win this war, they will not be able to stop Huaxia's next attack. A member of the Celestial Snake Clan sighed.

"Yes, the number of clansmen is too different, I don't know why they started this race war for madness!" A metal man shook his head.

It's a pity that the two of them don't understand what the Fire Clan thinks, they have just come out of the space, and if you want to start a big war, wait for the number of your clan to recover some!

"Ah, Zhao is standing in front. Quick, let's go! Xuantian's voice also came from a distance, and sword light crossed the sky and stopped on the periphery of the battlefield!

"Phew!" Looking at the situation on the battlefield, the people of the hundred families were frightened! The city below has been ruined, and some of the surrounding mountains have been destroyed.

"Huh! You're here too! An ugly smile appeared on Zhao Li's face.

"You can go to another city to help. You can't get your hands on it here! ”

Zhao Li is indeed happy, although the Phantom Energy Clan has not yet participated in the war, but the friend Berila he knows has indeed come privately, and all the grandmasters of the hundred families have also come, and the power of Huaxia can fight has come, what are you afraid of the Fire Clan!

"Okay, Brother Zhao, take care!" Xuantian took a deep look at Zhao Licai and said.

"Let's go, let's go to the fire extinguishers too!" After speaking, he took dozens of grandmasters and left in one direction.

"Haha, you Huaxia also has this bit of strength, can you do it at the bronze level, one of us at the gold level can destroy you." The Great Elder of the Fire Clan sneered, he didn't stop those people this time.

"You don't understand, even if it's bronze-level, you can destroy our people, we still have more than a billion people, and we have more than two billion people in Huaxia in the world, what do you do to destroy us!" Zhao Li said coldly.

"Humph!" The Great Elder of the Fire Clan stopped talking, obviously frightened by this number, yes! Others still have billions, and the heap will also die to themselves.

Rongcheng, here was originally a county-level city, the city is not big, but the population is also hundreds of thousands, at this time Rongcheng has been destroyed by most of the city, there are few ordinary people in the city, either escaped or destroyed in the war. Now the whole city is filled with Chinese armies and the great wars of prehistoric races.

"Kill," another wave of armies and tanks fell, and the people of the prehistoric race also fell a few. But the people on both sides rushed forward as usual.

An underground headquarters in the city!

"Commander, we don't have many troops, and we still need reinforcements!" A division commander who had just come down from the battlefield said with blood-red eyes.

"Don't worry! Reinforcements will arrive soon, so don't worry! One division is not enough, just two divisions! "The commander's face hasn't changed even after hearing such a big casualty, and now everyone has forgotten about the casualties! No one will build an army anymore, and the weapons will be recreated, but these prehistoric races must be destroyed!

"Okay, I'll take the troops up again!" The division commander didn't say anything and headed outside!

Rongcheng was probably the closest city to Zhao Li and the Sacred Weapon War, and at this time, the dozens of people from the Ghost Energy Clan who came to the aid first were also approaching the battlefield.

"Okay, there's a battlefield ahead, quick, let's go!" Bollira looked at the city road in the distance.

"Bolila, I think we should besiege the gold-level masters first, this is a small city, there shouldn't be many gold-level ones, so many of us should be able to take it!" Alila suggested.

"Okay, just do as you say, everyone heard clearly, besiege the gold-level master first!" With a loud shout, Bolila led the team to fly downward!

"Kill!" At a glance, Bolira saw the three gold-level masters at the front of the battlefield, and the gold-level masters were also tired, and dozens of silver-level masters of the Phantom Energy clan rushed forward without thinking about it!

"Phew!"

As soon as these dozens of new forces came up, they knocked out the three gold-level masters! Originally, everyone was almost consumed, and this time there were more than 20 silver-level people surrounding one, and the three gold-level ones were beaten and had no power to fight back.

Without these gold-level masters at the front, the missiles that had been stopped earlier also rained down on the prehistoric race.

"Great, we have reinforcements, these should be from the Phantom Clan!" A division commander on the battlefield watched the scene with a telescope in his hand.

"Quick, while those gold-level masters are stopped, send our planes and tanks up, and destroy the remaining prehistoric races at once!" The division commander has also been suffering from headaches for those three masters, missiles and shells are useless against this kind of masters, if it weren't for the three of them stopping most of the missiles and shells, how could these prehistoric races be so arrogant.

The soldiers also knew that this was a good opportunity, and the fighters in the sky who were looking for an opportunity, together with the tanks and artillery on the ground, bombarded the people of our prehistoric tribe intensively.

"Ah, help!"

"Hide!"

At this time, the silver-level masters of those prehistoric races couldn't hold on, and they all began to retreat one by one.

"Ahh The three gold-level masters almost fainted when they watched this scene. Their own people are destroyed and scattered. It's a pity that I'm surrounded by these people who came out of nowhere.

"Get out of here!" The gold-level masters also broke out, but unfortunately they all consumed too much, and the outbreak only knocked away a few people from the Ghost Energy Clan, but more attacks hit them!

Everyone was under siege by more than twenty ghostly clans, so that they could not be angry even if they were angry. can only passively take the next wave of attacks.

"Ahh The third save me! Suddenly, a gold-level master was knocked out by a long sword before he could catch up, and then more than a dozen weapons attacked him from all directions. Frightened, he couldn't help but ask for help from a nearby clansman.

"Second brother!" The gold-level master in the other encirclement could only watch his second brother being smashed into pieces by more than a dozen weapons.

"Hmph, you want to see your second brother so much, don't worry, you will see it soon, give me more attacks!" Bolira was also a little excited. These people actually killed a gold-level master! You must know that a gold-level master is at least an elder of a race. But aren't these gold-level masters very powerful?

"Ah, you damn bastards, you have the ability to wait for us to recover and then fight again, we are too shameless when you have been besieging and fighting for a long time!" A gold-level master scolded.

He felt very aggrieved, if he was still at the peak, even if there were more than twenty silver masters besieging him, he would have the confidence to destroy these people. It's a pity that these people have been carrying missiles and shells for a day!

"Hehe, are you all well? You think it's so beautiful, I just bullied you and you are powerless, what can you do! Bollira laughed.

The crowd that had just destroyed a golden master joined two more encirclements, and the attack of the two encirclements became even stronger! (To be continued.) )