There was a 'boom'.

Beneath an extremely deep rift, a faint layer of clear light erupted along the cracks in the rocks.

Stones of various sizes slowly flew up from the rift valley into the sky, and then silently turned into stone dust.

The lower half of his body disappeared completely, and his upper body was also full of white bones, and Linghu Qingqing had an inextinguishable heart lamp on his head, and he trembled and flew up from the rift. His body trembled violently, and the broken bones of his upper body hit each other, making a 'click' sound.

Around Linghu Qingqing, there were seventy-six Divine Realm Ancestors.

All of them were seriously injured, most of them were dying.

This is the only living person left in the Qingqiu Divine Kingdom, and there are only seventy-seven people including Linghu Qingqing.

The ancestors of the God Realm, the other half-step God Realms who participated in the battle, including Ling Hu Qingqing's second son Ling Hu Gu, and the dozens of outstanding descendants of Ling Hu Qingqing, all fell.

Ling Hu Qingqing laughed miserably.

Two lines of old tears continued to flow down his cheeks.

The Linghu Clan, including him, only nine Divine Realm Ancestors survived.

The other Qingqiu generals, about ninety percent of the generals are hopeless, and none of the gods and realm ancestors in the clan are in this battle.

Thinking back to before stepping into the duel battlefield, the Qingqiu Divine Kingdom included the hidden battle power of the God Realm in various households, there were more than 2,000 God Realm ancestors, and there were more than 60,000 family elites in the half-step God Realm, what a prosperous atmosphere.

Among those ancestors, there are old friends who have been Linghu Qingqing for many years, close friends for many years, and even opponents like Ram Sanshu for many years.

But in the First World War, it was all gone.

Oh no, ram three worries......

Linghu Qingqing looked at the crowd behind him, and the ram Sanshu was also mixed in the crowd, what made Linghu Qingqing angry was that the ram Sanshu actually only suffered some insignificant minor injuries, but his chest was slashed by the ancestor of the Great Martial God Kingdom with an axe.

In contrast, the tragic injuries that made Hu Qingqing only have half of his body left.

No, it's even more wrong......

Beside the ram Sanxi, there were actually twelve God Realm Ancestors standing.

The surviving Ancestor of the God Realm of the Ram Clan, plus the Ram Sanji himself, there are still thirteen people.

As for the Linghu clan, only nine people survived.

In the other major generals, there are a total of fifty-five God Realm Ancestors who survived.

Ling Hu Qingqing stared at the ram three times.

The ram stared at Ling Hu Qingqing with three worries.

In vain, the eight Linghu Clan Ancestors behind Linghu Qingqing shouted in unison, and a Zhenguo artifact-level innate spirit treasure appeared beside them at the same time. Although in the big explosion just now, the eight spirit treasures were all strongly shocked, and their power was reduced by more than half.

But at this moment, everyone is seriously injured, and the mana is almost exhausted, and a few spiritual treasures at the level of Zhenguo artifacts do have the qualifications to dominate everything.

Ram's eyes changed suddenly, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the minister is loyal to Your Majesty......"

Taking a deep breath, the ram three worries bowed to Linghu Qingqing: "At this time, at this moment, if Your Majesty still doubts the loyalty of the minister, this makes the minister really ......"

There was a sound of 'ho-la-la', and dozens of miles away, a sound came from a chaotic rocky beach, which resolved the embarrassment between Ling Hu Qingqing and Ram Sanwu. One by one, the figures exuding an aura of arrogance struggled to stand up from the rocks, one, two, three...... X, Eleven, Twelve......

A total of twenty-seven Divine Realm Ancestors of the Great Martial God Kingdom struggled out of the chaotic stones.

They were the main force in the decisive battle with the martial arts just now, and they were the closest to the martial masters, so the martial masters blatantly blew themselves up, and the ones who suffered the heaviest losses were the ancestors of the Great Martial God Kingdom.

Of the four thousand Great Martial God Realm Ancestors, tens of thousands of half-step God Realm elites, only twenty-seven seriously injured survived.

Twenty-seven people just stood up, and then there was a 'wow', and twelve of them vomited blood at the same time, their bodies shook, and they collapsed to the ground, and only fifteen people could really stand up straight with their own strength.

On Linghu Qingqing's side, there are seventy-seven surviving Divine Realm Ancestors.

On the side of the Great Martial God Kingdom, a large number of martial arts elders, including Wu Ba, died in battle, and only a dozen martial arts elders survived, along with more than a dozen ancestors who were regarded as slaves by the martial arts family on weekdays.

Seventy-seven, to twenty-seven.

But these Divine Realm Ancestors of the Great Martial God Kingdom, they can still continue to pray for the power of the Ten Directions Slaughter Armor.

Ling Hu Qingqing and they don't have much strength left, once the ancestors of the Great Martial God Kingdom get the blessing of the Ten Directions Slaughter Armor, the combat power of the two sides is bound to be reversed, and the probability of these ancestors of the Great Martial God Kingdom winning is extremely high.

"Shit, damn ......," a weak voice came from a pit a little farther away.

Wisps of ink spewed out from the deep pit, and the ink was outlined in the air, and suddenly turned into a landscape painting of splashed ink. I faintly saw that among the mountains, rivers and hills, and the clouds and mist, there were figures flickering.

In the next moment, the scroll shattered, and nearly a thousand figures fell out of the scroll.

Two hundred and thirty-nine people survived from the Great Wei Divine Realm Ancestors, and one thousand four hundred and seventy-nine people from the elites of all races in the Half-Step Divine Realm survived.

There is no doubt that Da Wei's comprehensive strength in cultivation is far superior to that of Dawu and Qingqiu.

At the moment when Wu Ba blew himself up, these ancestors of the Great Wei joined forces to protect themselves, and the formations, talismans, prohibitions, and all kinds of strange miscellaneous studies were integrated, with Ma's painting as the core, they forcibly and temporarily opened up a small world in the picture scroll.

More than 1,000 people, all hidden in this small world.

Wu Ba's self-detonation nearly shattered the small world, but it survived in the end.

The countless treasures that make up this small world were burned in an instant at the moment of self-explosion, but this small world sheltered these Great Wei powerhouses to survive, and not only that, but they also retained considerable strength.

Of the two hundred and thirty-nine Great Wei Ancestors, there were many injuries on their bodies, but most of them were lightly injured, and there were even a small number of people, and they didn't have a single hair on their bodies.

It's really ...... Just now, I was fighting with Wu Ba, and the main force was those physical cultivators.

These Dharma Cultivation Ancestors of Great Wei, no matter how far they ran, how far away they were from the battlefield, the probability of them being injured naturally decreased.

The Three Kingdoms are once again established.

In terms of combat power, the Great Martial God Kingdom has a faint advantage.

In terms of numbers, the Great Wei Divine Kingdom has an absolute advantage.

And Linghu Qingqing and them, except for a few Zhenguo artifacts, they couldn't see any advantages.

"Qingqing, we're afraid we're going to die here. The ram exhaled heavily: "In this life, the old man has moved countless hearts, but now it seems that the way of this world is ...... The heart is useless, the fist is big, and he is the king. ”

Ling Hu Qingqing scolded in annoyance: "Less nonsense...... Hurry up and think about it, my God Emperor has done a good job, and I don't want to die here. ”

The anger that made the fox Qingqing leave.

Ram Sanshu coughed lightly, and he said leisurely: "There is a sentence, the old man still wants to talk to you...... After all, we have been friends and enemies all our lives, and the Ram Clan and the Linghu Clan have also been entangled in grievances for I don't know how many years...... Seeing that everyone may die here, if you don't say this, the old man is not thorough in his heart. ”

There were ancestors on all three sides who were busy taking medicine to heal their injuries, and no one spoke for a while.

Linghu Qingqing looked at the ram impatiently: "If you have something to say, say it quickly...... If there's a fart, let it go!"

Ram Sanshu took a deep breath and said quickly: "Yinyu'er, it's the old man and daughter...... One of them!"

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