No force can allow the emergence of China.

The Holy Court is a small force, and the Immortal Hall can turn a blind eye, and even regard Fufeng as a junior, but Fufeng's reputation is not good now, and the power of the Holy Court is getting bigger and bigger.

Tiannan Mountain can no longer accommodate this big Buddha.

The people of Zhencang Dao didn't say much, just silenced.

......

In the Xiliang Desert, most of the Jiang family has led a large army into the main city of the Heavenly Trench in the hinterland of the Half Demon Clan.

As soon as the other party entered the main city and relied on the barrier and the main city enchantment to shelter, the Jiang family immediately retreated thousands of miles and stopped attacking, otherwise even if the territory of the half-demon clan was defeated, the Jiang family would be abolished.

At this time, Fufeng was still fighting with Qingtian, the two were in rags, and Qingtian Kendo and war sticks shattered the desert.

"The young marshal killed him!"

Roar!!

The people of the Jiang family and the Holy Court did not intervene, and raised their spears one after another, and the ancient soldiers roared angrily, helping the wind.

Qingtian's nose and face are swollen, and the bones of his left hand are broken.

Fufeng is even more miserable, after all, his cultivation is three points weaker, and Catwoman has provided Fufeng with strength for too long, and now he is exhausted, and he is all supported by himself, and the realm has fallen back to the first level of the real human realm.

The totem mask on Fufeng's face was deformed, his eyes were red, and his heart was beating wildly again, as powerful as a dragon.

Qingtian fought and retreated, because the half-demon clan had retreated into the main city, if the Jiang family or the Holy Court team participated, he would even have a slim chance of escaping.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Qingtian was furious, if the half-demon clan lasted a few more days, he was confident that he could kill Fufeng.

It's a pity that the half-demon can't hold on.

What's even more infuriating is that the half-demon clan hopes that Qingtian will kill Fufeng under the city, boost the morale of the half-demon clan, and then counterattack.

Qingtian watched the half-demon clan cheer and almost died of anger.

"Bastard, this seat is not a member of your half-demon clan, you have all retreated, but let Lao Tzu fight alone?"

Qingtian gritted his teeth, shouted angrily, repelled Fufeng with a sword, took advantage of the situation to escape, and disappeared under the desert with the help of madness.

Ha ha......

The army of the Jiang family tribe suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, although the losses were huge, they won the battle.

The war between races does not care about the gains and losses of a soldier, but cares about their morale and people's hearts, this battle has laid the foundation for the Jiang family to leapfrog the power of the half-demon race, and from then on, the Jiang family is one of the top forces in the Shenzhou Continent.

"Return to the east of the cold river and get back our veins!"

The Jiang family's army quickly retreated to avoid the enemy's Sendai realm attack.

The army quickly returned, and dozens of small and medium-sized cities of the Jiang family were all destroyed, Hanjiang City, Linjiang City, became ruins, like hell, especially Hanjiang City, which was more terrifying than hell, and there were no ten thousand laws, a huge abyss, in which more than eighty powerhouses of the Transformation God Realm were buried.

At this time, it no longer makes much sense for the powerhouses above the God Transformation Realm to fight again, it is basically a lose-lose situation, and the ordinary army has already won and lost, so they quickly retreat.

Only Jiang Heng and Demon Venerable are still fighting.

In this battle, Jiang Heng showed courage and backbone, and forcibly broke one of the Demon Venerable's legs, severely injuring him.

The Demon Venerable fled back, without decades of penance, it is estimated that it will be difficult to recover from his injuries.

Although Jiang Heng was embarrassed, he won the Demon Venerable, and the Jiang family won the half-demon clan, and he was in a good mood.

"Find the totem team, the old man wants to thank you!" Jiang Heng said loudly as soon as he returned to the main camp.

The faces of the major deputy marshals of the Jiang family were suddenly embarrassed, especially the 20,000 elites, and they were in a low mood.

Fu Feng had already left with six totem clans, and he didn't even leave the corpses of the sacrificial Holy Court people, and took them with him.

In the Xiliang Desert, the teleportation is forbidden, and after Fufeng and the others all teleport away, they will automatically collapse.

The army of the Jiang family and the people of the Terran clan of Dacheng watched Fufeng leave, millions of people, bowed down at the same time to send each other, and were grateful, if it weren't for these thousands of people who created an eternal miracle in Hanjiang City, where would the Terran have the morale to fight back and turn defeat into victory?

This totem team is famous, the backbone of the human race, but they are all unsung heroes, whether they are killed in battle, or they win the final victory, or they have made endless achievements, no one shows their real names!

Fufeng took the children of the Holy Court and left.

Jiang Heng looked at their dissipated Forbidden Killing Teleportation Array, his eyes were distracted, and he was very lonely, this elite, if it was a child of the Jiang family, how good it would be!

Ay......

Jiang Heng sighed, clenched his iron fists, and ordered in a deep voice, "Everyone immediately restore the defenses of the cities, rebuild Hanjiang City, rename it Miracle City, and turn a small city into a big city, and anyone who stays in Miracle City will be reduced in taxes for thirty years!"

"Family master, we still don't have a clue about this army. A clan elder said in a deep voice.

Jiang Heng smiled bitterly, for saving the clan, but he couldn't thank him, this group of people is not the one who saved the Jiang family, there are countless human races, once the Jiang family collapses, the countless cities of the human race behind them are facing slaughter.

"I'll go to the Holy Court, if it's not the Holy Court, then I'll go to the Taoist family, this kindness can't be forgotten. Jiang Heng said firmly.

......

In the Holy Court, in Tiannan Mountain, there were more than 5,000 people, all with corpses, more than 1,000 corpses.

Fufeng and the others all looked heavy.

"Bury them quickly, there is no need to hold a big funeral, sooner or later the Terrans will know their deeds. Fufeng said in a condensed voice.

Wow......

No one said anything, in this battle, the dead and wounded are all elite!

They joined the Holy Court to tear apart this darkness and die for their dreams and goals, and it is an honor for those who are alive to be glorious.

Fu Feng returned to the temple, quickly took off the deformed totem mask, changed into a set of clothes, and the aura of slaughter on his body was particularly strong, but his eyes and temperament were changing little by little, and the aura of slaughter was gradually hidden.

Others were also quickly changing their gear, and their masks were hidden in the spirit rings.

After the end of the war, they were no longer a totem team, and even the totems of the Holy Court were put away, and they were very low-key, like a small mountain gate in the hidden world.

A few days later, outside Tiannan Mountain, a low roar shook the mountains and rivers.

"Drink cold ice for a thousand years!"

At first, the people of the Holy Court thought that someone from the Holy Court had shouted it, and they were about to respond, but in an instant, an extremely strong Holy Power appeared in the Holy Court, suppressing more than 50,000 people in the Holy Court and not giving them a chance to respond.

Fufeng stepped out of the temple and stood on Sendai Square looking into the void, a half-demon saint-level master stood proudly in the void, overlooking the holy court.

Fortunately, the people of the Holy Court did not reply, otherwise it would be strange that the Half-Demon Clan would not vent their anger after losing the battle on the Holy Court.

Fufeng grabbed a chair with his big hand, and lay down directly, looking at the big guy in the sky, he replied, "Seniors like to eat cold ice, then come down, although my holy court is poor, but the thousand-year-old cold ice can still entertain." ”

"Come on, give this senior two catties of thousand-year-old ice, don't need money, it's a gift to his old man. Fufeng said slowly.

"Yes. ”

Wow......

After a while, someone really sent a piece of extremely cold thousand-year-old ice.

Fufeng held the cold ice and gestured, "Come on, senior, you're welcome, eat it in front of me, I still have it after eating, who made me the godson of the demigod clan, you are always the power of the demi-demon clan, you really don't need to thank me." ”

The half-demon saint energy stared directly, with killing intent, staring at Fufeng.

(End of chapter)