It was a good idea for the Golden Crow Clan and the Taiyin Divine Sect to fight, but Guan Xiao didn't plan to play with them.

According to the Beidou people, now the ancient clan is ready to move and has plans to be reborn. Therefore, Guan Xiao didn't plan to waste time with these forces on Ziwei Star, and directly pushed it sideways to sweep away all obstacles.

Bai Zihua frowned: "I heard that the forces of the Golden Crow Clan, the Taiyin Ancient Sect, the Heavenly Wolf Mountain, and the Immortal Taoist Temple have all joined forces to send troops to the Taiqing Secret Realm together to carve up here." ”

"Whoever deserves them, but they will obediently spit it out. Guan Xiao waved his hand unmindingly and said, "Gather all your strength and destroy the Golden Crow Clan in one fell swoop." ”

Guan Xiao brought over sixty percent of the Beixiao Pavilion's combat power on the Big Dipper this time, just to quickly cut through the chaos and kill the Big Dipper! Of course, it would be great if he could establish a branch in Ziwei Star.

When Guan Xiao's extermination army came to the Golden Crow, they were still defenseless. It wasn't until it was less than ten miles away from the Jinwu tribe that the spaceship from the Le Wu hovered in the air.

Three thousand warships on the Momen were in the sky, and there were all kinds of trap beasts standing on it, Mo Qianxun listened to Guan Xiao's order, and the three thousand warships went straight to the Golden Crow Clan.

When the Golden Crow discovered the enemy and the war horn just sounded, three thousand giant ships rushed into the Golden Crow!

"Poof," the beautiful blood flowers are blooming, the dusk of the gods, a lamentation, the white bone crossbow arrows have taken away countless vitality, leaving golden feathers everywhere.

Whew!

Bursts of light flickered one after another, and an army of 100,000 puppets rushed into the Golden Crow clan in an orderly manner, harvesting all the living creatures they encountered. An old golden crow in the realm of transforming into a dragon had just killed more than a dozen stone ape puppet beasts, and was overwhelmed by the torrent of puppets, and after dozens of breaths, he left behind broken bones and incomplete feathers.

"Who offended my Jinwu clan and wanted to be exterminated?" The angry voice of the king of the Jinwu clan spread throughout the Jinwu clan.

"Noise!" A cold voice made all the Golden Crows feel terrified, and the next moment, a jade palm would fall from the sky, slapping the Golden Crow King alive.

The vast majority of the golden crows saw this scene, and then felt like they had lost their souls, feeling that all the beliefs in their hearts were shattered.

An old and healthy Jinwu tribesman knelt directly on the ground and cried: "God, what mistake did my Jinwu tribe make to provoke such a killing god?"

"Even the patriarch was beaten to death with a slap, what should we do?"

"These things are all monsters, they have no life at all, kill one and come ten, will my Golden Crow clan really be destroyed today?"

......

Countless voices of doubt rang out, and many were already on the verge of despair and had to vent their anger with shouts.

It's a pity that this is still not there, and the fleet of Beixiao Pavilion came to the Golden Crow Clan as if it were on the ground, and it killed the Golden Crow Clan in less than an hour. There are still many golden crows here who are resisting, defending their last glory.

The mighty power who lost half of his wings shouted: "Please take out the inheritance treasure of my Golden Crow clan and destroy the enemy!"

"Please come out of the treasure and kill the enemy!" "Countless Golden Crows shouted with grief and indignation, and the inheritance of the Golden Crow Clan brought them a glimmer of hope.

Suddenly, the terrifying ancient holy soldiers rushed out, like an ocean crashing on the shore, chaotic heaven and earth, and when the golden crow clan's holy weapon black wings flowed down, countless puppets turned into ashes!

Seeing this scene, the golden crow was crazy, and poured all his divine power into the black-winged gilt boring. Let the ancient saint soldiers of the Golden Crow clan revive and become more powerful, with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, there are endless corpses like gods and demons descending, these are the blood souls of the supreme powerhouses who were killed in the past!

"Kill, kill a piece of Lang Lang, my Golden Crow clan is destined to be reborn!"

"Kill all the enemies who come to attack, the Golden Crow clan will coexist with the world, and it will not be destroyed forever!"

"Kill, kill, kill, use killing to wash away the shame of being violated!"

The power of the ancient holy weapon is infinite, and even the power and supreme power of the Beixiao Pavilion are not like competing with it.

Guan Xiao stood on top of the battleship, his heart was not shocked, if it weren't for military training, he would have 10,000 ways to wipe out the Jinwu clan.

As the black-winged gilt boring fell, a thousand battleships lined up together from the battle, gathering all their energy on the main ship, and striking a shocking blow at the black-winged gilt boring!

Rumble!

Hundreds of masters of the Golden Crow Clan were shocked to death and injured by this counter-devouring force, and Guan Xiao's side suffered heavy losses, three hundred warships retaliated directly, and other warships were also damaged to varying degrees.

While the ancient saint soldiers of the Golden Crow Clan were injured, a jade hand reappeared, and the black-winged gilded boring seal was taken away, making the Golden Crow Clan completely fall into despair.

Guan Xiao nodded at the distant sky, and then his face turned back, and the voice full of majesty spread throughout the battlefield with the blessing of the battleship: "The disciples of Beixiao Pavilion listen to the order, in the Golden Crow Clan, there are no chickens and dogs left!"

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When the Jinwu tribe was about to be destroyed, the Fusang Ancient Tree Country also suffered a catastrophe.

Zhang Shao is a cavalry general brought to this world by Guan Xiao from the Dou Po world, although he only has the strength of a half-step power at present, but after the cavalry forms a large array, he can fight with the supreme power. At this time, he was under Guan Xiao's order to lead 5,000 iron to level the ancient country of Fusang, a country controlled by the Jinwu clan.

These 5,000 iron horsemen went straight to the palace to exterminate the puppet royal family of the Jinwu clan who lived in the palace.

"Who dares to offend the Fusang Ancient Tree Country, do you want to..."Before the general who was guarding the palace finished speaking, he was nailed to death by Zhang Shao on the city wall.

The palace of Fusang Ancient Tree Country was like paper paste in front of the Beixiao Pavilion Iron Horse, and it was directly flattened, and there was no chance to resist. The royal family inside is also not good at cultivation, and the waste materials that were sent here to enjoy happiness were all killed, and no one ran away.

The people and monks of the Fusang Ancient Tree Country were stunned, which force sent an army of monks, did they want to do something against the Jinwu Clan?

Some disciples of the big sect felt that the crisis was coming, and said, "There is something big going to happen, hurry up and meet the sect!"

"Great chaos is coming, and the ancient tree country of Fuso will be shrouded in war and turmoil. "There are monks who are compassionate and compassionate, and who have the common life in their hearts.

A middle-aged monk said with great compassion: "Originally, the human race of my Fusang Ancient Tree Country was oppressed by the Jinwu tribe, and now that such a major event has happened, the heavens want to kill me!"

"Alas, it's better to flee from here quickly, otherwise the Golden Crow clan will arrive in a moment or three, and I'm afraid that the whole city will be buried with them. ”

The people of Fusang Ancient Tree Country have been oppressed by the Jinwu tribe for a long time, and they have long lost the spirit of resistance, and now that this kind of thing is happening, they do not like it, and want to quickly escape from the center of this whirlpool.

Half a day later, the news came out that the Jinwu tribe was wiped out by a mysterious force, and at this time, the ancestral land of the Jinwu tribe had been razed, leaving only three or two big cats and kittens outside, and the entire Fusang Ancient Tree Country was boiling!

（Za shi le）