As more than thirty warships escaping black and white qi rose into the air, a strong and terrifying thrust erupted, and the clouds in the entire sky were separated into a crack, which could not be returned for a long time.

The wind is galloping, piercing the clouds and splitting the sky.

At the head of the fleet, Qing Yu is like a pioneer who opens the way, taking the lead.

His huge body, like a dark spot of cyan in the sky, obscured countless rays, and his flat and broad fleshy wings spread out with the wind, flowing like clouds.

Everywhere he went, the demonic aura was pervasive, and the fierce beasts between the mountains and fields felt this breath, and they clamped their tails one after another, not even daring to come out of the atmosphere.

Zhao Shenbi did not meditate in the Moko clan's warship, but stepped on Qing Yu's huge body, facing the strong cold wind in the sky, silent.

After being blown by this cold wind for a long time, Zhao Shenbi's excited and enthusiastic mood gradually calmed down, and his mind became much clearer.

I don't know why, the more hole cards in his hand, the more the volt lines that have been laid out are put away one by one, and when the war comes, the inexplicable uneasiness in Zhao Shenbi's heart becomes more and more intense.

It almost made his heart skip a beat.

He sighed and looked back behind him.

One Yuanying Great Perfection, eight Yuanying monks, more than 60 Jindan combat power, and more than 4,000 Moko people who are connected by blood and blood can connect forces, plus 30 life-and-death destruction ships brought out from the Moko clan in the past.

This is all the strength of the Moko clan at the moment.

Even Zhao Shenbi didn't expect that in such a short period of time, the Moke clan would be able to recover to such an extent.

When he fell and reincarnated, the Moko clan, as its Dao race, had a collapsed source of power, and even a psychic monk like Lai Gu who had ascended to the horizon had fallen all the way, and he was almost unable to protect the realm of manifestation.

Not to mention other people.

Therefore, the current degree of recovery of the Moke clan has completely exceeded Zhao Shenbi's expectations, which can be regarded as a surprise to him.

Rao is like this, at this moment, he is completely unable to calm the ripples in his heart lake.

A premonition of impending catastrophe follows us.

At the moment, the speed of the entire fleet has soared to the extreme, rumbling in the sky, and in less than a day, it will be possible to reach the Wire Fjord and join the Terran army.

At that time, it will be a real continental battle, hundreds of sects will pour out, and all kinds of sect treasures with the ability to reach the heavens will also surface.

Originally, in the final analysis, this war did not need to end in such a way.

But since the Demon Tide Riot, the two sides have been fighting for too long.

In this protracted tug-of-war, whether it is the human race that occupies the land and has the geographical advantage, or the demon clan that fights by the sea and holds the initiative, they are all a little unsustainable under this kind of evenly matched consumption.

If this kind of fight continues, even if either side wins, it will only be a miserable victory.

Therefore, this battle is inevitable.

Zhao Shenbi rubbed his eyebrows, slowly came back to his senses from his thoughts, and rubbed the long knife in his hand with both hands unconsciously.

It was the only thing that would reassure him right now.

Ever since the trace of Heavenly Dragon Essence Blood in Jin Yi's body was emptied, the power that Yu Shen had accumulated in the scabbard had become more and more surging and surging.

Even if Zhao Shenbi hadn't deliberately suppressed it, it was very likely that Yu Shen would immediately detonate Tianwei and usher in the thunder tribulation of transforming into a real immortal soldier.

This is naturally what Zhao Shenbi doesn't want to see.

Even if it is a half-immortal soldier, Zhao Shenbi can only exert a small part of his strength, let alone a real immortal blade?

Moreover, the punishment of the immortal soldiers is by no means something he can afford now.

He estimated slightly, in terms of the power that Yu Shen was gradually awakening at the moment, he could only exert forty and a half of his strength at most.

He couldn't help but smile wryly.

The other monks are eager to get as strong as possible with the power of the natal magic weapon, so that when they catch and fight, they can use this advantage to increase their chances of victory.

The difference between life and death is often determined by this advantage.

But Zhao Shenbi is an exception.

He may be the only one in the past and present, because the quality of the magic weapon is too high, the power is too great, and he is completely unable to control it, and he wants to suppress it continuously.

He took a deep breath, his fingers straining slightly, and the ashes came out of the sheath an inch.

The violent sword qi gushed out like a tide, and before it could completely disperse from the sky, it was inhaled into the abdomen by Zhao Shenbi.

His face turned red, sweat poured down from his forehead, and even his body twitched from the pain.

After this sword qi entered the body, instead of being assimilated, it turned into a sharp air current, like a swimming dragon drilling into Zhao Shenbi's meridians, instead of the spiritual power circulating in Zhou Tian.

The stinging pain was even worse, as if thousands of steel knives were rubbing against the body, no less than the pain of being knocked out of the bone and sucking the marrow.

However, after the red light flashed in Zhao Shenbi's eyes, he actually swallowed a half-immortal soldier's sword qi again, and began to "masochize" almost cruelly.

The already thick breath on his body began to climb slowly.

The advantage of this kind of "self-abuse" is that in a short period of time, the meridians in Zhao Shenbi's body have been fully expanded by three percent under the stimulation of severe pain, which can accommodate more spiritual power circulation in a short period of time.

"Why, you have been frightened to such an extent, you have to keep yourself at your peak at any time at any time at the cost of damaging your body?"

Zhao Shenbi raised his head, only to see a figure with a dull complexion and crimson patterns wrapped in the snow in the sky.

Wide golden bat wings, turquoise triangular pupils, sharp sharp horns, and eagle claw-like palms.

He walked on the ground, his figure flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he landed beside Zhao Shenbi.

The wind and snow around were silent for a moment.

It is the Heavenly Evil Supreme, but it does not appear in the body of Wang Dingran, but his true true true appearance.

Zhao Shenbi was surprised, "Your second doppelganger, it was refined so quickly?"

As for why the Heavenly Evil Supreme was able to lock his qi and find himself from the vast continent, Zhao Shenbi was not surprised at all.

The realm of the gods, blending between heaven and earth, controlling the power of space, you can fish for the moon in the well and watch the mountains and rivers in your palm.

The Heavenly Evil Supreme shook his head, "It's just an incarnation outside the body, not even a second elemental god, after the deity received your summons, he was a little relieved, and after thinking about it again, he decided to come out." ”

Zhao Shenbi's face showed a sudden expression.

The Heavenly Evil Supreme in front of him only exuded a half-step divine aura, and in his eyes, there was still a lack of a sense of agility, looking dull, like a puppet controlled remotely.

Without waiting for Zhao Shenbi to speak, the Heavenly Evil Supreme frowned and said hoarsely, "Are you sure, you really saw the Bloodtooth Beast before?"

Zhao Shenbi's heartstrings shook.

Only then did he suddenly remember that the haze that had been lingering in his heart was none other than this primeval evil clan that had been extinct for many years!

His gaze slowly became gloomy as water, and he said in a deep voice, "Although it is only the hatchling of a blood-toothed beast, I have been fighting him for less than half an hour, and it is absolutely impossible to admit my mistake!"

After the Heavenly Evil Supreme took a deep breath, the light in his eyes skyrocketed.

With a wave of his hand, the surrounding world instantly froze, as if it was sealed, cutting off all the breath of the outside world.

The Heavenly Evil Supreme said, "Then, the matter is a little serious......

Zhao Shenbi's hand holding the knife turned white instantly.

Because he felt a tremor in the voice of the Heavenly Evil Supreme.

The Heavenly Evil Supreme continued, "The Ancient Evil Clan has been extinct in this world for too long, so long that our later monks have completely forgotten the fear and trembling of the ancestors in that dark era. But as an old antique who has lived for millions of years, in addition to the legends that have been circulating in the cultivation realm, I also know some extremely obscure secrets. ”

His voice was cold, "Do you know that in fact, the primeval evil clan was not completely wiped out in the ancient era, after the rise of all spirits, as the legend said. ”

Zhao Shenbi's forehead jumped violently, "Isn't it?"

The Heavenly Evil Supreme also sat down, shook his head, and said, "Of course not. ”

"In the ancient era, after the great war to exterminate the primeval evil clan, to the era we are in now, in this calm and long time, the primeval evil clan actually appeared once. ”

A long-standing picture with the vicissitudes of life and antiquity, like a mural carved into the wall with blood, rushed to the face.

"The appearance of the primeval evil clan that time, although it did not make any splash in the long river of time, was quickly drowned in the dust of history. The Heavenly Evil Supreme suddenly sat upright, as if facing a great enemy, "But it was also that inconspicuous time, and the time when the Sage was extinct and the Great Dao was cut off happened to coincide!"

A heavenly thunder exploded in Zhao Shenbi's heart lake, and the mirror surface of the heart lake collapsed and exploded in an instant.

Zhao Shenbi said hoarsely, "So, are you worried about ......"

He didn't continue, because he had already understood what the Heavenly Evil Supreme meant.

The Heavenly Evil Supreme buried his head, and suddenly raised it again, and there was already a cold light surging in his eyes.

Winter thunder and earthquakes.

It was actually affected by the momentum of the Heavenly Evil Supreme, which stirred the weather of heaven and earth.

His grim face was shrouded in a layer of shadows, and he said in a deep voice, "No matter whether the appearance of the primeval evil clan this time is a large-scale descending to heaven and earth, or by chance, a remnant of sin appears, the deity can't sit idly by, this is the instinct and mission of the creatures of our worlds, imprinted in the bloodline!"

He stared at Zhao Shenbi, "So, this is also the reason why I showed up this time and was ready to meddle in the war between the two clans! If it was just a few primeval evil clans that were not in the climate, I would use this incarnation to wipe them out." But if there are really signs of the revival of the evil clan, even if I fight to fight the deity and be eaten by the Heavenly Dao, I will take Tianyuan Mountain and crucify them to the earth!"

Zhao Shenbi's sword-like eyebrows furrowed tightly, and slowly loosened.

After repeating it several times, it still didn't say a word.

Silence, deathly silence.

Half a blast was followed by an untimely muffled thud that broke the almost frozen silence.

Outside this forbidden small world, there was a sound of frantically pounding the air curtain.

Wang Xuanji shouted loudly, "Senior Zhao, the battle on the front line is urgent! Our army has been mortally attacked in the Iron Wire Sound!"