Void, rain of blood.

Looking at the power of the stone sword, the Holy Emperor and the others had their eyes furrowed, and they all gasped and were shocked!

Xiangcun tribe, someone made an excited voice, he had seen Long Hao's stone sword, and thought that Long Hao was coming.

On the other side of the lake, high in the sky, the dark lion spirit's eyes were blood-red, he glanced at the ten stone swords, and then looked at the Holy Emperor, "Order, let the people of your alien god palace, rush over!"

The crowd looked at each other, and no one wanted to move first.

Seeing that the crowd did not move, the Holy Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and the silver inscription on his forehead shook slightly, and in an instant, a brilliant brilliance burst out, pressing towards the crowd of the Alien God Palace.

"No, don't, don't kill us!"

Feeling the breath of death, the cultivators of the Alien God Palace muttered to themselves in panic, their faces were pale, and some people even knelt down and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

The Holy Emperor's words were indifferent, and his face was ruthless.

Glance at it, there are thousands of tools!

The Holy Emperor glanced at the cultivators of the Alien God Palace, and said indifferently, he is a foreign race, and he has never regarded the people who have returned to the Alien God Palace as human beings.

"Kill~"

After one person, the crowd of the Alien God Palace surged, and there were tens of thousands of people, rushing to the Xiangcun tribe with murderous energy!

10,000 people, mighty and moving, violent.

"Hum~"

"Ah~"

Ten thousand people, in an instant, when the stone sword fell, more than half of them were killed or wounded, whether it was the existence of the half-emperor or the existence of the quasi-emperor, they all had the slightest power to resist!

Feeling the power of the stone sword, the surviving people scattered and fled in a panic.

"Good. The Dark Lion Spirit nodded heavily, and with those beings of the Dark Spirit Clan, he broke through the air and ran towards the stone sword.

They were imposing, and with every move, they all had the power to destroy mountains and rivers.

"Boom~"

The other powerhouses, each suppressing a stone sword, carried out a devastating blow!

In less than half a burnt of incense, ten stone swords, all of which were shattered.

The dark lion spirit stepped from the void, his eyes were blood-red, and the hideous lion head was very terrifying.

Looking at the alien powerhouse who was getting closer and closer, and the people in the village tribe, they trembled, and a look of despair appeared between everyone's faces.

"We are a human race, and we will never compromise with other races! Remember, it won't be long before our Lord will appear and kill you to extinction!"

She knew that it was difficult to escape, and she had already embraced the heart of death!

His palm print moved lightly, and the power of the enchantment began to converge, and a strange inscription emerged, surging towards the person beside Xiang Hua.

The man let out a muffled sound, and his pale face turned gray, but in a moment, he became a stone sculpture!

Yelling at the people in the village, they all moved in unison and rushed towards the Holy Emperor outside the barrier.

The Holy Emperor said coldly, the silver inscription on his forehead moved lightly, and strange veins broke through the air and passed through the barrier, flocking towards the people of the village.

Xiang Cun shouted loudly, his immortal power erupted, and the power of his hand and sword slashed down, and after him, others followed suit.

"Bang~"

In the enchantment, everyone tried their best to split the strange inscription, and as a result, those cultivators who came into contact with the strange inscription were all petrified in an instant, and their divine consciousness collapsed!

The Holy Emperor stood in front of the enchantment, he stood with his hands in his hands, and glanced at Xiang Hua, "If you don't submit, this Holy Emperor will kill all your people one by one, and besides, the Yaksha King, the existence of the Dark Spirit Clan, all like their hearts and flesh!" Xiang Hua clenched his fists, his body trembled slightly, such a situation made her mind a little short-circuited, and she had no other thoughts than to think of death......