One jewel, one token, two soul defense treasures to the death to stabilize the souls of Sima Quan and Sima Shan.

The two of them gasped and sweated profusely, attacking the surrounding magma sea with all their might, and their figures flickered and could break through the air at any time.

An old man with a rough face, dressed in a rough shirt made of linen, and holding a large wooden stick in his left hand, strode through the magma in the sky. He walked to Sima Quan and Sima Shan, and took off the orb and token casually.

Sima Shan and Sima Quan let out a roar of mixed anger: "This ...... Injustice ......"

The old man beat the flesh of the two of them to pieces one by one.

"That's right, Lao Tzu bullies children, it's very unfair, shameless, very dirty, very dirty. The old man grinned, and smiled at the two divine souls that turned into two streamers and quickly threw themselves in the direction of the Fallen Soul Scattering Banner in the distance: "But Lao Tzu did it, what's the matter?"

Wu Tie shook his head speechlessly.

This old man is the first room of the Wu family, and he is also an old monster of the main sect of the Wu family, and he is the only old monster on the face of the Wu family who sits in the Wu Cave all the year round and guards the peace of the clan.

His seniority is several times higher than that of Wu Dou, and ordinary heirs of the Wu family don't know how to call him exactly, in short, he is called 'Old Ancestor' when he meets vaguely, which is always right.

"Old Ancestor!" Wu Tie and Wu Zheng bowed deeply to the old man at the same time.

"Well, there's no time to procrastinate here...... The young cubs in the clan have to be pulled out to experience the experience, and these two guys wait to pick it up slowly, which is too time-consuming. The old man wiped the beard from his face and smiled heartily.

"Although Lao Tzu made a move, it was indeed a bit of a victory, but the so-called ...... There is also a saying that to be old and not to die is to be a thief...... Isn't it natural for an old thief like Lao Tzu to do something out of the ordinary?"

The wooden stick in the old man's left hand let out a turbid and brutal aura, and he slammed it into the void, shattering the sea of magma.

The originally small grotto, which was tossed by the Wu family's great array, has become a large grotto with a radius of hundreds of miles, and the dome is also nearly a hundred miles high. In a few places, the rock wall suddenly exploded, and the Yin River roared in, forming a turbulent waterfall on the rock wall.

The icy river washed the red ground, and the steam rose and quickly filled the entire grotto.

There are strange fish, shrimp, turtles, crabs and all kinds of aquatic products in the river water, and soon there is a small lake in the grotto, all kinds of aquatic creatures swim happily in the lake, and the lake water washes the surrounding rock walls, looking for a way to flow out.

The old man carried a big stick and sang a mountain song in a minor tune and strode away.

His random stick just now not only smashed the magma sea, but also cracked the various breaths remaining in the void cleanly.

No matter what prohibitions and spells Sima Shan and Sima Quan have, the people behind them will never know what happened to them, and they will no longer be able to track and pester.

Wu Tie licked his lips.

The old man's magic power used with this stick, after he broke through the shackles of the thirty-three buildings, he would too. It's just that he just can, and he hasn't realized the usefulness of this magical power 'disrupting the heavenly machine'.

"Destroy the corpse and destroy the traces...... Wu Tie nodded thoughtfully, it seems that in the future, it is necessary to strengthen the comprehension and cultivation of this magical power.

On the altar, the Fallen Soul Scattering Banner and the Beidou Killing Spirit Sword emitted a forest light, and the Fallen Soul Scattering Divine Light flew staggeredly, and the killing aura of the Netherworld Yellow Spring crisscrossed and criss-crossed, continuously bombarding the souls of Sima Mountain and Sima Quan.

The two of them had already glimpsed a trace of the mystery of the Divine Realm, and they had almost mastered a great avenue, and their own aura was integrated, as solid and bright as a golden pill, and there was no trace of leakage.

No matter how dozens of clansmen of the Xuanming clan urged, the Fallen Soul Scattering Banner and the Beidou Killing Spirit Sword were only treasures that Wu Tie had just refined, the climate was too shallow, and the lethality was limited, and it still had a lot of lethality to a divine soul like Sima Xiu, and it had almost no effect on Sima Mountain and Sima Quan.

When Wu Tie and his party arrived, an ancestor of the Xuan Ming clan was about to make a move with two black wooden nails in his hand.

Seeing Wu Tie coming, the ancestor of the Xuan Ming clan nodded with a smile: "This set of treasures that have lost their souls is in line with my Wu family's way, and the means of refining are very clever. ”

Shaking his head, the ancestor of the Xuan Ming clan laughed in a low voice: "Anyway, my Wu family is more important to the inheritance of bloodline, so I don't care if I can understand it or not." ”

"It's just that this long banner and the seven swords, the climate is too shallow, just like a towering divine tree that has not grown, and when it is just a seedling, how much power can it exert?" The ancestor of the Xuanming clan said to Wu Tie: "So, Wu Tie boy, let's go with you on this expedition." ”

"This kind of lost treasure is to nourish him with the souls of countless living beings and countless killing breaths. That's how you can grow quickly. ”

Throwing away the two black wooden nails in his hand, the ancestor of the Xuanming clan smiled very proudly: "Let's just say that these two 'funeral door nails' have been inherited from my ancestor of the forty-ninth generation, and they have participated in I don't know how many crusades and wars, and I don't know how many demons and demons have been nailed to death by them, so we have today's climate." ”

The ancestor of the Xuan Ming clan bit the tip of his tongue, and a little blood sprayed on the two wooden nails.

'Woo' two sharp strange whistles rose into the sky, Wu Tie only felt that his eyes were dark, his body shook, and he almost fell to the ground. Behind him, the children of the Wu family who came over to see the excitement were already a large group of people staggering back away, and then sat on the ground.

Two black lights rushed out and slammed into the souls of Sima Shan and Sima Quan.

Sima Shan and Sima Quan snorted, and the pale golden glass-like divine soul was broken through a transparent hole, and then wisps of divine soul power quickly floated out, turning into a large piece of light and being swallowed by the falling soul scattered banner.

The aura of the Falling Soul Scattering Banner was significantly enhanced, and the power of the Divine Soul spewed out from the divine souls of Sima Shan and Sima Quan became more and more intense, and the Falling Soul Scattering Divine Light released by the Falling Soul Scattering Banner was even more powerful, and the breath of the two of them was weakened slightly.

"How dare you, how dare you?" the two finally panicked and began to scream hysterically.

"Why don't we dare?" the ancestor of the Xuan Ming clan said indifferently: "If you are not convinced, let the masters of the Demon Swinging Hall come to us for revenge...... Kill me, I'll kill, this kind of thing, not once or twice. ”

The Wu clansmen laughed at the same time.

They smiled extraordinarily brightly, but with a hint of hideousness, Sima Shan and Sima Quan were like two little white rabbits wrapped in vicious wolves at this moment, weak and helpless to the extreme.

Underground, in the Great Rift Valley, Wu Zhan, Wu Jin, father and son, stood in the small stone crevices, staring blankly at the tide-like poisonous bats and poisonous spiders whistling upwards and climbing. There were also some strange creatures that they didn't know very well, pouring out of the huge caves and climbing up the rock walls.

Gradually, the strange creatures that rushed out of the cave became more and more weird, and when a group of strange creatures shaped like octopuses, all black, and with long tentacles densely covered with sharp stingers, crawled out of the cave and climbed up along the rock wall, the four of them opened their mouths wide at the same time, and they couldn't close for a long time.

"What is this?" Wu Zhan exclaimed.

Dozens of zhang away, in another small stone crevice, another soldier from the Three Emperors Battalion looked at the four of them, father and son, and muttered, "It should be a brain eater...... Legend has it that this kind of thing only thrives in the deep crevices of the absolutely dull earth, and it is the most evil and vicious......"

As if noticing that someone was watching him here, a brain eater with a body length of nearly 100 zhang suddenly waved his tentacles, and the tentacles of the thickness of the bucket elongated strangely and rapidly, instantly elongated to dozens of miles, and 'whoosh' pulled towards the soldiers of the Three Emperors Camp who spoke.

The warriors of the Three Emperors Camp laughed strangely, he roared in a low voice, the yellow qi around his body surged, and the phantoms of mountain peaks formed in front of him.

Then one of the peaks suddenly turned into a hundred-foot-tall volcano, spewing magma flames and slamming into the tentacle.

With a loud bang, the tentacles dozens of miles long instantly turned into flying ash, and the volcano continued to blast towards the brain eater body reluctantly.

A sharp whistle like a bamboo flute came from the depths of the ground, and a voice came from afar: "Ladies and gentlemen of the Three Emperors Camp, please don't do it, these beasts are the vanguards who are going to consume the demons of the Great Jin...... Don't let them die here in vain. ”

Then, dozens of sharp whistling sounds like bamboo flutes continued to come from underground.

These whistling sounds seemed to have a great restraining effect on the Brain Eater, and one by one, the hideous and ugly Brain Eater roared sharply, and suddenly accelerated its speed along the stone wall, whistling upwards and climbing.

Black winds continued to blow up from below the Great Rift Valley, and then Wu Jin and the others heard a strange 'whirring' sound.

It was about a quarter of an hour's work before they saw a cloud of strange fluffy objects flying up with the wind and black fog in the black wind.

If Wu Tie was here, he would definitely say that these big fluffy guys were like giant dandelion seeds. A few feet of 'dandelion seeds' flew up with the hurricane, and under each seed, more than a dozen dwarf ratmen, lizard people, dwarves, etc. were tied with vines.

These petite warriors wore tattered leather armor, carried weapons that looked shoddy at first glance, and the aura on their bodies also varied in strength, the weakest was not the foundation realm, and the strongest was the level of the first entry into the heavy building realm.

They let out a shrill roar, their eyes slightly reddened, and they roared like wild beasts, and along with the giant 'dandelion' seeds, they went straight into the air along the black storm.

On the rock wall, there were clusters of glow-in-the-dark mushrooms and other fluorescent vegetation growing in clusters in the east and west, and under the dim light and shadow, Wu Jin and the others could see that there were thousands of such fluffy and huge objects.

The fluffy fur soared into the air, and rose into the sky with an unknown number of low-level warriors.

"These guys, I'm afraid they have been poured with secret medicine. "Among the four people, Wu Zhan still has some experience, after all, he is from the Wu family, and the Wu family's witch spells, witch medicines, etc., are also very strong skills.

He clasped his hands in front of his chest and raised his head to look at the low-level warriors who were yelling in the sky, so loud that the sound shook the Great Rift Valley like thunder: "Is this for them to die...... This secret medicine made them lose their minds, although they were not afraid of death, but they just let them die. ”

On the battlefield, the loss of sanity is undoubtedly terrible, but there is no doubt that they are even more pathetic.

Aside from sending them to death, Wu Zhan couldn't think of any other use for these low-level warriors.

Stretching out his hand, Wu Zhan grabbed a handful into the air: "The smell is a little weird." ”

Wu Jin also stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of air.

A large fluffy mass of seeds flew in front of them, and a dwarf roared with all his might, and saliva squirted onto the palm of Witchkin's hand.

Wu Jin retracted his hand, sniffed the saliva foam on his hand, and nodded: "There are still some strange spells and prohibitions on them. I'm afraid that the enemy who kills them will not feel good...... These guys ......"

These low-level warriors who were not afraid of death after taking the secret medicine turned into moving bombs.

They have been blessed with strange spells, and the moment they die, there must be some terrible mutation in them.

"Well, they're pure consumables. Wu Zhan looked left and right.

In the Great Rift Valley, I don't know how long, countless big furry seeds are soaring upwards, and each big seed has a dozen warriors tied to it, and no one can tell how many low-level warriors are flying towards the sky at this moment.

"Where did you get so many lives? Wu Zhan muttered, "Here, how many people are going to die?"

'Da', 'da-da', a few drops of sticky juice fell.

The four of them had been standing here for most of the day, and no one knew how high the first wave of poisonous bats that flew upwards with the help of the wind had flown up.

Wu Jin and the others did not practice special pupil techniques and magic eyes, and they could see the distance of more than 100 miles at most, and they couldn't see clearly if they were farther away.

Through the black wind and black fog, no one could see what was happening above.

The viscous juice dripped down, and gradually, the 'trickling' juice fell like a light rain.

Wu Jin stretched out his hand, and the viscous juice fell on his palm, and it was a drop of blackened stinking blood. The plasma is mixed with some tiny hairs, which are clearly the black hairs that grow on those poisonous bats.

Wu Jin's gaze swept left and right, and it was raining throughout the Great Rift Valley.

A light rain of blood clotting is falling.

At first, the rain was light, but gradually it became heavier, and soon it turned into a downpour, whistling downward.

The big fluffy seeds suddenly emitted a hazy fluorescence, and the raindrops of blood condensed did not fall on the seeds, but were forced to slide away in all directions by the fluorescence, and the large seeds continued to hover and rise into the sky.

The rain gradually became heavier, and after a long time, the blood rain gradually mixed with the limbs of large and small poisonous bats, constantly whistling and falling from the sky.

The blood rain poured down, and Wu Jin and the others stood in the stone crevices for nine days and nine nights.

The blood rain did not stop, poisonous bats, poisonous spiders, poisonous snakes, all kinds of poisonous insects and beasts, and gradually countless low-level monks' stumps and severed arms fell mixed with blood and water.

The entire Great Rift Valley turned bloody.