"Kill!" In the sky of Rongcheng, another group of people are killing towards the Fire Clan!

It was indeed Xuantian who arrived with the grandmasters of the hundred schools, they did not go to besiege the gold-level masters, and together with the army, they besieged the prehistoric races scattered in the city.

Three in a gang of five, plus a squad of troops! Even silver-level masters are pressed and beaten! After being fought by the grandmasters of the hundred schools one by one, the artillery fire of the army behind them immediately roared! One by one, the silver-level masters were divided like this!

"Kill!" Bolila saw that Huaxia had someone coming to reinforce again, and couldn't help but increase the attack! They also want to quickly clean up these two gold-level masters and then clean up those silver-level masters, after all, the silver level is still better for the silver level to deal with!

"Ahh The two gold-level masters were also frightened at this time, and they shouted in unison, and broke out again, taking advantage of the fact that after knocking a few people away, they immediately took off into the air and wanted to break through in the air!

"Hehe, I'm waiting for you!" A voice sounded on the side, accompanied by two rays of light, towards the two gold-level masters in mid-air!

"Half-Hallows Weapon!" The two gold-level masters only came in a hurry, and with a single exclamation, they were beaten into a rain of blood.

"Humph! I still want to run! If you dare to fight hard, we'll have to pay a price," Burira snorted as she touched the blood on her face.

At this time, the people of the Phantom Clan were already dumbfounded! No one cares about the blood rain on their faces, gold-level, these three gold-level masters were wiped out by themselves like this, when will we be so powerful!

"What are you still stupidly looking at, Huaxia's friends are fighting, don't you clean up the remaining people!" Bolira shouted again.

"Yes, Captain!" The people of the Ghost Energy Clan also came to their senses in the drink, and one by one they smiled and scattered in all directions of the city!

At this time, a division commander also walked out from behind!

"You're all masters of the Ghost Clan, thank you for coming for reinforcements!" As soon as the division commander came up, he excitedly shook one of Bolila's hands.

"Yes. I'm Bolira of the Ghost Clan, so I won't say much if I have anything extraneous, there are still a lot of prehistoric races in the city that haven't been cleaned up! I'll take someone out first! After holding the other's for a moment, Bolila flew away with a few people around him.

Looking at the figure in the distance, the division commander also sighed: "It would be good if you came earlier, the citizens of this city, so many of our soldiers can also survive!" ”

Stand in the ruined city. There are also self-sacrificed troops everywhere under his feet, and the division commander does not know whether this war is won or lost!

"Kill," Xuantian's sword light has been following a silver-level Minotaur and moving, since the strength is not as strong as yours, then use skills, a set of mysterious swordsmanship to attack the Minotaur under the flying sword, and the sword qi leaves a gap on the opponent's body!

"Roar!" The minotaur was also angry, and let out a roar from time to time, but his strength was really suppressed by Xuantian and could not be exerted. In the end, he could only be thrust into the bull's eye by the flying sword in a roar!

The remaining bull's eye was still staring at Xuantian, and after a while, it fell straight to the ground!

"Hmph, the prehistoric race is like this, if I have silver-level strength, I dare to fight your gold-level masters!" Xuantian took one last look at the minotaur before he summoned back the flying sword and turned into a sword light to look for the prehistoric race of the rising and falling singles again.

If these people of the prehistoric race want to run in the sky, the artillery fire on the ground, the fighters in the sky have long been staring at the sky, as long as they find that there are people of the prehistoric race who want to run. It's just a bunch of artillery fire.

And with the addition of the Hundred Sect Masters and the people of the Ghost Energy Clan, the entire field can be said to be falling to one side. The fighting skills of these prehistoric races are really poor, and they have been fighting for two days in a row! Now even the bronze-level grandmaster of the hundred schools can fight with a silver-level master.

"Die!" With the last prehistoric race in the city killed, the battle for the entire city is over!

"Bolila, I didn't expect you to arrive before us!" Xuantian only had time to greet this friend at this time!

"Just get there a little early, what's the matter, are we going to kill another city!" Bolira is also a little excited to kill now!

"Of course. There are more than 30 cities! Let's go, we'll meet these prehistoric people again! Xuantian also nodded.

Not far from the battlefield in the southwest, hundreds of people from the Ghost Energy Clan were also rushing to the battlefield. Hundreds of people are all above the silver level, and it can be said that this time the Phantom Energy Clan can be regarded as the main force of the entire clan!

"Quick, we'll divide our troops now. We had twenty-four elders who were just divided into four groups, and each of the six elders led a team to reinforce a city, and my team took the holy weapon to reinforce Zhao Li! Let's go! The Great Elder of the Phantom Clan quickly assigned the task.

"Okay, just do what you say, Great Elder," the grouped elders each took more than a hundred people and went in four directions at once.

Ten minutes later, the Great Elder of the Ghost Energy Clan also led the team to the outside of Zhao Li's battlefield.

"Phew!" All the people of the Phantom Clan were shocked by the tragedy of the battlefield! Zhao Li and the Vermilion Bird were completely demented in their eyes, and the two of them only knew that they would retreat and rush forward again. Even when so many people came, no one paid attention!

"Quick, I'll use my clan's holy weapon, wait for you to give Zhao Li next, you can't let him fight any more!" The Great Elder of the Fire Clan also discovered that Zhao Li's oil had run out.

"Yousheng Mountain, show me!" The Great Elder of the Ghost Energy Clan directly threw a small mountain into the air, and the hill rose in the wind, and suddenly it turned into an ancient giant mountain, and a burst of holy pressure appeared on the entire battlefield.

The Holy Pressure woke up Zhao Li in the mad battle, and when he saw that it was someone from the Phantom Energy Clan coming over, he finally showed an ugly smile!

"You're finally here!"

"yes, we're late! Zhao Li, you go down first, and then leave it to us! The Great Elder stood beside the Secluded Sacred Mountain and said.

Without waiting for Zhao Li to answer, the Yousheng Mountain headed towards the Vermilion Bird under the impetus of the Great Elder.

"Why, you are also people of the prehistoric race, why did you go to Huaxia!" The Great Elder of the Fire Clan was already dead at this time, and he couldn't raise his strength anymore, and the other party had indeed just sacrificed the holy weapon. If you want to resist, you can't resist!

"There's no reason, it's just that we have a different position, we used to be a prehistoric race, but we joined Huaxia a few years ago, and now we are people of Chinese civilization!" The Great Elder of the Phantom Energy Clan replied coldly, but his movements were indeed not slow, and the holy weapon still smashed towards the Vermilion Bird.

"Boom!" An explosion spread throughout the battlefield!

"Who!" The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan held the holy weapon and stared at the sky in the distance. Just now, it was definitely not the Fire Clan Holy Weapon Vermilion Bird that blocked his own attack, the Vermilion Bird Bell was powerful, but the other party was now running out of oil and the lamp was dry, and he couldn't block his own holy weapon.

In the eyes of everyone, a giant rod appeared in the clouds in the distant sky.

"Giants? Why do you want to join this race war? Zhao Liqiang propped up his body in mid-air and said coldly.

"No, I'm here to ask you to stop fighting, the race war should be almost here, and if you continue to fight, both of you will be defeated and injured, stop!" A golden giant said with a smaller bastard.

"Truce, what are you, why didn't you come out and say a truce when the Fire Clan destroyed our city before, the Fire Clan will not stop fighting if we don't destroy our Huaxia!" Zhao Li said fiercely.

"You," the golden giant was also speechless with anger, and after a while, he said slowly: "Don't forget that there is more than one prehistoric race in this world, don't go too far with your Huaxia, although the Fire Clan destroyed several of your cities, but you also destroyed their clan land, that's almost it!" And we prehistoric races won't see the Fire Clan destroyed! ”

"Haha, it's not you who has the final say when the Fire Clan is destroyed, but we Huaxia have the final say! Great Elder, you deal with this giant clan, and I will deal with that big Vermilion Bird. Zhao Li smiled sadly.

The war has been fought to this point, how can it be stopped like this, and a giant clan who doesn't know where to run out wants to let themselves stop the war after saying a few words, how is it possible, you think the war is a play, you can fight if you want to fight, stop if you want to!

"Zhao Li, are you okay!" The Great Elder said worriedly.

"Okay, why not, I won't fall until that big Suzaku falls!" Zhao Li said affirmatively.

"Kill!" After saying that, he held the small mountain peak and smashed it towards Suzaku!

"Damn, you madman, get me back!" The golden giant was also angry with Zhao Li, and he was about to draw it with a bastard stick.

"Hmph, do you treat me like air? Smash me! The Great Elder of the Ghost Energy Clan saw that he had been ignored, and he was furious, and he held the holy weapon and smashed it towards the giant!

The prehistoric races who had been watching the battle were also taken aback by the sudden change.

"Oh my God, the war has escalated, and reinforcements have come from Huaxia's side and the Fire Clan's side, and they have all gone out with holy weapons, damn it! There won't be a Hallows War this time! A member of the Celestial Snake Clan lost his voice.

"It turns out that Huaxia is not without holy weapons!" (To be continued.) )