"Plop!"

The spirit clothes were like cannonballs and were catapulted by the formation to the stone mountain in the distance.

Grizzled and extremely embarrassed.

In order to be able to wear sins and make meritorious contributions, Lingyi really put his life and death out of the way.

But he couldn't help this formation at all.

"Rubbish!"

Ling Feng said.

"Let's do it together!"

Lingfeng didn't mean that Lingyi could break through this formation, but he just wanted Lingyi to test it first.

However, this time it seems that this formation is really only defense-oriented.

More than thirty Dou Saints attacked in unison, and the fierce fighting spirit exploded at this moment.

The dome of the Great Array instantly burst into countless pieces.

But the next moment, it was as good as ever.

Ling Feng's eyes were happy.

This formation is much weaker than the ones I encountered before.

In fact, this formation is not weak, but the strength of the people in the main formation is only a four-star Dou Sheng.

After the four elders were severely injured, they were already incapacitated.

"Come back soon!"

A hint of anxiety appeared on Soul Baimei's face.

This formation could be destroyed in the hands of these people at any time.

If there is no more support, the main peak of the soul clan may really be lost.

More swift and focused attacks are on the horizon.

The dome of the Great Array shattered again.

Lei Ying and the others, who had been preparing for a long time, took advantage of this gap and rushed directly into the main peak.

"Damn it!"

Soul Baimei's face was extremely ugly.

She knew that this hastily set up formation couldn't stop the people of the Spirit Clan and ThunderClan at all.

I just didn't think it would be so crisp.

"That's ......"

The soul is full of charm, and her eyes are condensed.

The Soul Clan's Dou Sheng, who had temporarily lost their combat effectiveness, also looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Countless soul clan women, children, and descendants formed a torrent of people, heading straight for the spirit clan and thunder clan's all the fighting saints.

"A swarm of ants, looking for death!"

Ling Feng was very disdainful.

Most of the women, children and descendants of those soul clans only have Dou Wang and Dou Ling, and there are also a lot of Dou Ling, and he even sees many children who are a few years old, as well as old people.

Men and women, young and old, all have dead hearts on their faces.

"This group of people is here, we can't attack it!"

A Spirit Clan disciple spoke.

"Kill me! Kill as many as you want!"

Ling Feng said angrily.

It was an unequal battle, a naked slaughter.

Countless women, children, and descendants of the Soul Clan couldn't even get close to the Spirits and Thunder Clans, and they were directly evaporated by the terrifying energy.

Thousands, hundreds of thousands died.

But they are still not afraid of death.

The anxiety on Ling Feng's face became more and more serious.

Are these people really not afraid of death?

They've wasted too much time here.

"No!"

Soul Baimei's voice was a little hoarse. Flash Dance

But there was nothing they could do.

As the minutes ticked by, the slaughter continued.

"Lei Win, what do you mean!"

Ling Feng roared.

At this time, he was very dissatisfied.

Lei Ying only used fighting spirit and not fighting skills, and he could only kill 100 people in one move.

At such a speed, when will these ants be completely slaughtered?

Lei Ying was also very troubled at this time.

There wasn't much time in the first place, and now I've wasted so much time on these ants.

"It's just an ant, why do you need me to use fighting skills?"

Lei Ying could only bite the bullet.

The soul Baimei's heart is like being cut by a knife, and everyone on the main peak is like this.

They witnessed that several children who were less than five years old didn't even have time to scream before they were directly torn apart by a ThunderClan's Fighting Saint.

The blood rain was all over the sky, and the land of the soul realm had accumulated into an endless sea of blood.

......

It's finally here!

In order to speed up, Qin Ming and the others did not hesitate to fight.

With all his might, he finally arrived at the soul realm.

The periphery of the Soul Realm was empty, and the shouts of killing in the Soul Realm shook the sky.

The thick bloody qi had even escaped from the soul realm.

Everyone didn't dare to hesitate, and Qin Ming took the lead and rushed directly into the soul realm.

The next moment, the eyes of every Soul Race Fighting Saint turned blood red.

Slaughter, naked slaughter.

The Soul Clan is using their lives to delay time.

"Let's go, the reinforcements of the Soul Clan are back!"

The Great Elder of the Spirit Clan discovered Qin Ming and the others as soon as possible.

But at this time, Lingfeng and the others had already killed red-eyed.

"Go, if you don't leave, it's too late!"

This loud roar woke up most of the people present.

"Damn it!"

Ling Feng cursed and unleashed another fighting skill, and thousands of Soul Clan's descendants turned into a rain of blood.

At this time, a group of Dou Saints led by Qin Ming had already rushed in front of them.

"A few of you follow me, and the others protect the patriarch to retreat!"

After the wanton slaughter just now, the fighting qi in the bodies of the Spirit Clan and the Thunder Clan was also very violently consumed.

At this time, their state is less than 30% of their peak.

If you want to leave unharmed, someone has to sacrifice.

The same is true for the people of the ThunderClan, and Thunder Win must not have an accident.

The eight Dou Saints directly burned their souls and rushed towards Qin Ming and his party.

......

"I'll hand over these eight to you, Wolf Three, Elder Qianmo, you two come with me!"

Qin Ming said.

They must not be stopped by these eight people.

As soon as Qin Ming and the three of them broke away from the Soul Clan's Dou Sheng's team, they were blocked in front of them by a Thunder Clan's Dou Sheng's elder.

"Your opponent is me!"

After burning the power of his soul, this ThunderClan elder seemed to be a lot younger.

The momentum is also soaring.

Originally, it was only a five-star Dou Sheng's strength, but at this time, it was comparable to a seven-star Dou Sheng.

"Shoot!"

Qin Ming threw a punch.

The purple-brown flames suddenly rose, and the temperature around them rose rapidly.

A fist shadow formed between heaven and earth.

Soul Qianmo also slapped it with one palm, and his momentum was no less than that of Qin Ming.

Although the claw of the third wolf looks very ordinary, the power should not be underestimated.

Three attacks went straight to the ThunderClan elder.

He was already mortal, and he had no fear of death.

The majestic fighting spirit mixed with the power of the soul gushed out.

Brilliant silver thunder flashed on his body.

Countless electric snakes danced, like a thunder god descending into the world.

"Guardian of the Thunder Emperor!"

Soul Qianmo's palm arrived first, and the Thunder Clan Elder's chest suddenly sank.

But he didn't care about it.

Qin Ming's fist shadow directly broke his arms, and blood spilled into the air.

The Thunder Elder's face contorted in pain.

"Click!"

The third wolf directly twisted the throat of the elder of the Thunder Clan.

The raging thunder and lightning lost its source and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The battle ended in an instant, but in an instant, the Spirit Clan Patriarch and the ThunderClan Patriarch had fled into the Void.

"Leave a few people to appease, and the rest and I will continue to chase!"

The eight Fighting Saints of the two clans who had burned their soul power were all killed.

"Yes!"

Qin Ming bore the brunt of the attack, followed by more than twenty figures.

This time, they must not be spared.

All the Elven and ThunderClan people are going to die!