The madness of the young supreme ghost owl of the blood ghost clan was incomparable, and in the end, no one could stop him from continuing to challenge, and the tenth battle of the holy war came as scheduled.

At this time, in addition to the twenty-second day of facing the challenge of the Blood Demon Clan, the most nervous thing is the twenty-first day of the Dream Butterfly Clan.

If they could, they would rather fight the Twenty-Two Days, who were supported by the Thirteenth Day, than face the almost mad killing gods of the Blood Demon Clan and the Oni Owl.

On the square at the top of the Dream Butterfly Sacred Mountain, a huge light curtain stood as before, this time there were more people watching the battle, but the entire mountain top was quieter, and everyone was silent, and there was a dead silence.

Every challenge in the Heaven Destroying Holy War is a best-of-three system.

The first battle was a solo duel between the Holy Ancestors, which was naturally the strength of the highest combat power between the two clans.

The potential of the second match is a duel between the most outstanding Tianjiao in the clan, a total of three people can be sent to fight, but as long as everyone does not admit defeat, they can continue to fight in the ring until they are defeated, so sometimes one person will penetrate the opposite three.

The third battle was a decisive battle between the combined forces of the two clans, and the Holy Ancestors of the two sides each led 10,000 monks to form a large array to fight against each other, although there were quite a few people, but in fact, it was still the Battle Power of the Holy Ancestors that played a decisive role.

After all, even if 10,000 Divine Ancestors formed a large array, they could only play an auxiliary role in many cases. When the strength of the two Holy Ancestors is not much different, they may be able to decide the outcome of the battle, but when the strength of the Holy Ancestors is obviously not at the same level, they can play a very small role.

So such a best-of-three game, two of which were won or lost were completely pinned on the Holy Ancestor.

Of course, this is not to say that the victory or defeat in the second game is not important, after all, there are no wonders on the path of cultivation, and there will always be people who create miracles in the impossible.

On the light curtain, after a few tentative hand-to-hand moves, the Holy Ancestor on the twenty-second day was obviously at a disadvantage, so he backhanded a gray, like a leaf carved from stone, and shouted in a cold voice: "Ghost Owl, the deity thinks that you are a junior, and I don't want to worry too much about you, but you really don't know what to do, so don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

The Blood Demon Clan's Holy Ancestor Night Owl glanced at the leaves in his hand, and immediately showed disdain, and sneered: "Even if the thirteen-day-old ghost stands in front of me in person, I am not afraid, do you think that with a piece of wood and stone leaves he gave you, you can change anything?" ”

"Who wouldn't say that it's only been how many years have you been a Holy Ancestor? I don't believe you can stop the power of the second step! "The Twenty-Second Heavenly Saint Ancestor flicked his fingers fiercely, and the gray leaf shot forward at once, rapidly enlarged in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, it was like an incomparably sharp shuttle, slashing at the head of the night owl.

This treasure is like wood and stone, both heavy and majestic, shaking the heavens and the earth violently, and soft and ethereal, difficult to find the trajectory, this is a kind of rigid and soft power, which can moisten things silently erode everything, and can explode in an instant, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, extremely difficult to resist.

Moreover, this contains a trace of the origin of the second-step Holy Ancestor, and it can be said that it can be regarded as a terrifying blow from the Thirteen Heavenly Old Ancestor himself!

"You are old, how do you know that the strength of this world is never calculated by time!"

The ghost owl snorted coldly, and a ghost shadow immediately appeared behind him, and the aura was monstrous, the moment this ghost shadow appeared, countless exclamations rang out at the same time from the thirty-three heavens of Gu Yu, because the appearance of this ghost shadow was extremely similar to the twenty-ninth heavenly holy ancestor who died in the hands of the ghost owl before, and it was even more fierce than the deity.

Turning into a hundred feet high, the condescending punch slammed down, and it actually smashed the supreme gem leaf into pieces, and then opened the huge mouth of the blood basin, and swallowed the entire person of the twenty-second Heavenly Holy Ancestor in shock.

The Holy Ancestor of the twenty-second day naturally refused to sit still, and let out an angry roar inside the ghost, and the roaring sound of the supernatural power was earth-shattering, but the ghost owl was expressionless, and his eyes faintly exuded demonic blood, and when he rotated slightly, the sound inside the ghost shadow continued to weaken, and in less than a dozen breaths, it completely disappeared.

At this moment, the ghost figure opened his mouth and spat out, and the figure of the Holy Ancestor reappeared, but his head was full of white hair and wrinkles, and his skin was full of wrinkles, which was similar to his previous burly and upright middle-aged appearance.

In fact, the Holy Ancestor is immortal and immortal, and theoretically he will not age at all, and this situation can only show that although he has not fallen, he may have been devoured by most of his origin and essence.

Seeing this scene, from within the void, an angry shout immediately came out: "Ghost owl, do you still know that you are a member of the ancient clan?" Is this a heavy blow in order to plunge my ancient clan into an unprecedented weakening? ”

"Who says that you are not allowed to kill in jihad?"

The originally expressionless ghost owl suddenly looked cold: "The ancient clan is not weak, what does it have to do with Lao Tzu?" Lao Tzu fought with his ability, where did you get so much nonsense? With this kung fu, why don't you enter the fairy world to do your best! ”

A strong violent aura erupted, and the ghost owl who had already spared the twenty-two Heavenly Saint Ancestors suddenly raised his hand and blasted out with a palm, and he was completely annihilated!

The entire Gu Yu was almost silent at this moment, no one expected that the ghost owl would be so violent, Jing Jing because he was reprimanded, he would be heavy on the supreme of the same clan who had no grudges next time, although the Gu clan has a deep heritage, but in a short period of time, he will bury two holy ancestors in his hands in a short time, and he will also feel a trace of pain.

People are more worried, but they are afraid that if he continues to kill like this, the ancient clan will really hurt their muscles and bones.

"He is not the Saint Ancestor of the first step, but the second step!" The one who spoke was a man with a vicissitudes of life beside Meng Lingyun, he was also a descendant of the Dream Butterfly Clan, the peak of the few Divine Ancestors in the Dream Butterfly Clan, who had been in retreat for tens of thousands of years in a row, until the Holy War was about to start, and he had to leave the customs.

His words made the sound of gasps all around, and Meng Lingyun exclaimed, "Big brother, are you sure?" ”

"He definitely has the second-step supreme combat power, as for whether he has the second-step cultivation or not, it doesn't matter, if the female ancestor has a duel with him...... Hey, is it really the heavens that want to forget the dream butterfly clan? The man looked up to the sky and sighed, his eyes revealing endless powerlessness and sorrow, nothing is more desperate than the terrifying enemy at the moment, but he can't find the slightest way to deal with it.

The mood is contagious, this man is faintly the head of the monks of the Dream Butterfly Sect, obviously he is the most outstanding Tianjiao of the Dream Butterfly Clan, but no matter how outstanding he is, he is not a Holy Ancestor, in the upcoming catastrophe, he has no ability to reverse the situation at all, and for a while, almost the entire Dream Butterfly Sect was immersed in an unprecedented atmosphere of despair.

If in the past, even if they lost this one, it would not be a big deal, at least they could still fight for the control of the twenty-second day, but now, the killing intent of the ghost owl is too strong, and fighting against it, it is almost inevitable that the vitality of the Dream Butterfly Clan will be greatly damaged, not to mention that there is still the thirteenth day above, and they are bent on beating the Dream Butterfly Clan into the abyss to avenge the young master's beheading.

Under such internal and external troubles, the Dream Butterfly Clan can be said to have stepped on the outside of the cliff with half a foot, and the disaster of extinction is just around the corner.

In the long years, tens of thousands of ancient ethnic groups have had ups and downs, and there are not many who have been completely wiped out.

The entire Gu Yu is like a huge Gu, only the strongest of the strong can stand out and fight their way out, and the weak, the world will not even have mercy.

When the Spirit Butterfly Holy Sect was in a state of gloom, Qi Yunchen secretly transmitted Bai Fan's voice and said, "Although the rise of this ghost owl is not within our expectations, it is not a bad thing for us. ”

"I understand that the more desperate the Dream Butterfly Clan is, the easier it will be for us to make them do what we want. However, in my opinion, what this ghost has revealed now is only the tip of the iceberg, and this person is very well hidden. Gu Yu is so big that it should not be underestimated, such a character, as long as he does not die, he will be the enemy of the immortal world in the future! Bai Fan replied secretly without the slightest wave.

Qi Yunchen said: "As far as I know, although the old saint ancestor of his family died at the hands of the White Emperor, he also participated in the battle where the White Emperor fell, and he was lucky enough to get a drop of the White Emperor's natal essence blood, so even in the next game, he used immortal arts, I won't be surprised." ”

This is not gibberish, but very likely. Back then, Bai Fan was able to comprehend the Martial God Finger from the body of the first generation of Caowu Demon God, and if the ghost owl really obtained the natal essence blood containing the essence of the White Emperor's true way, it was naturally possible to crack the secret of inheritance and comprehend the magic power of immortal arts.

"If that's the case, then he can't be kept...... Kill tens of thousands of monks in the immortal world to kill the Tao? It's time for him to pay this blood debt. Bai Fan narrowed his eyes, in the Immortal Gu Tribulation, the Gu clan who committed monstrous blood debts in the Immortal Realm was very powerful, but this person can definitely be in the top five, if in the future, after the Immortal Realm breaks through Gu Yu, a trial court will be opened, then he will undoubtedly be a Class A war criminal.

"Kill if you want, if you really burn this filthy hell to the ground one day." Qi Yunchen snorted coldly, don't look at him as the Holy Ancestor of the Gu Clan, but he is one of the people who hate this place the most, what makes him feel extremely ironic in his heart is that he suffered betrayal and humiliation in Gu Yu when he was alive, but after he died, he got true love in the fairy world and Bai Fan.

So now, in addition to the last obsession of revenge, his only hope is that he can be born in the immortal world in the next life, although there are also battles and calculations, but in terms of righteousness, the entire clan can always be worthy of integrity, he would rather die in battle as generously as those immortal emperors and immortal emperors in the Immortal Gu, rather than die under the betrayal of his fellow clans and loved ones.

As the saying goes, there is nothing more mourning than death.

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