This purple fire is different from the purple-red light of the Trapped Immortal Sword, it is a mysterious purple, although it is not as noble as the purple-red light of the Trapped Immortal Sword, but it has a sense of transcendence.

This purple fire blocked all the attacks, even the werewolf clan elder's true name innate weapon. The surrounding werewolf clan souls only saw that a simple and small furnace was rising above Pei Jiao's head with a trace of purple fire, and any attack was blocked by the trace of purple fire released by this purple furnace.

"Artifact?! Is that an artifact?! ”

The Great Elder of the Werewolf Clan shouted in horror, his eyes full of incredulity, and his face ...... All but despair remains! The other party is not only a half-step holy soul, but also a half-step holy soul with an artifact!

What is an artifact? Fenrir's Fang was a fragment of an artifact, and it was just one of several, or a dozen, or even a dozen. However, just such a fragment has become a high-grade existence of the holy weapon. The existence of the artifact can be said to be the supreme existence. If it corresponds to the level of the Holy Spirit, it is the existence of the level of the Holy Spirit. Moreover, compared to the Holy Soul, the number of artifacts is far less than the number of Holy Souls.

Let's put it this way, if the werewolf clan can have an artifact of its own, then the werewolf clan will no longer have to be afraid of the holy soul grade powerhouses of other strong clans, just one artifact is enough for the werewolf clan to enter the ninth strongest clan!

Born with the function of protecting the master, with the function of purifying one's own soul, with unimaginable power, and can also suppress the luck of a race, all kinds of wonderful uses, all of which are the functions of the artifact. In the entire Ancient Hundred Clans, only the two or three strongest of the eight strong clans could possess artifacts!

With this artifact alone, the human high-level Holy Spirit in front of him is an incomparable existence. At least for the werewolf clan, it is an absolutely unrivaled existence, and in the eyes of such a strong man, the werewolf clan is nothing more than ants. And they even delusionally want to kill or capture such a strong man...... This is self-deception!

Originally, the long sword in the hand of the human was very terrifying, but it did not have the characteristics of an artifact, which made the great elder of the werewolf clan feel a little lucky. However, when he saw the artifact on Pei Jiao's head, the Great Elder of the Werewolf Clan was already in despair......

Just when the werewolf clan elder was in despair, Pei Jiao took the opportunity to kill a dozen werewolf souls in one go, suppressing them one by one into a small bead, and completely refining them when he had time. Although it can't reach the point of obsessing food, there are dozens of souls here, and there are four true demon-level souls, which can condense at least ten human souls, which is not a problem at all.

The Great Elder of the Werewolf Clan woke up suddenly, and he hurriedly howled loudly, "We surrender!" We werewolves are willing to become a servant race of human beings, for the honor of human beings and the survival of World War II, please let us go, we are willing to become swords and spears in the hands of human beings, as long as you forgive us werewolves, don't exterminate our werewolves! ”

"Kill if you want, stop if you want? You're thinking too much! ”

Pei Jiao said sarcastically, but he didn't stop at all, and he took another step and raised his sword to slash, smashing the lower body of a werewolf soul, and this was also one of the four werewolf true demon-level souls. He carried this werewolf and said what Fang Cai said, and after he finished speaking, the silver lightning in his hand rose, and once again subdued and suppressed this werewolf soul, without any mud and water......

At this moment, all the werewolf souls also saw Pei Jiao's attitude, and they were truly and purely here to exterminate the clan.

It is also said that if there was a race weaker than the werewolf race that dared to bully the werewolf race like this, their werewolf race would have exterminated and abused that race countless times, and it was just a change of object in front of them.

Blocking it, these werewolf souls all had red eyes, and their mouths let out a wolf-like roar.

The Great Elder of the Werewolf Clan also had red eyes, and roared in a trembling voice, "Since that's the case...... Elders, this is the time for our people's survival. Everything else can no longer be cared about, even if we all die here, we must also kill this human fanatic in front of us! In that case, although our werewolf race will be reduced to a ninth-rate race without the protection of the Holy Spirit, it will be better than exterminating the race immediately! Unleash it, our town stunt! ”

"The Great Summon...... Destroy the Demon Wolf! ”

All the werewolf souls, at this moment, regardless of their strength, all burned their obsessions wildly, just like the liberation of human souls, and it was a liberation without any moderation, it was a complete burning of life!

At this moment, even the innate weapons in the hands of these werewolf souls were burning, and countless obsessions and standard energies were burning, gradually ...... In the air, a huge and illusory black wolf shadow appeared!

Outside the huge tent, thousands of werewolf armies were agitating their meager fighting spirit towards the soul tent, and gradually, some werewolves fell to the ground, and some collapsed directly. However, none of the werewolves dared to relax their vindictiveness.

At the forefront of the army was Hannibal Howling Moon, the king of werewolves, who was full of bright fighting energy fluctuations, and his eyes were also flashing with fanaticism and ecstasy......

(A high-level Holy Spirit, if the Ancestors decide to kill him and refine it, then I can use the soul essence obtained from refining to advance to the Holy Spirit!) God, Holy Spirit, God knows how long I've been stuck in the Legend Rank, and now I can finally ...... ）

Just as Hannibal Howling Moon was dreaming, an infinite rain of swords suddenly fell from the sky, enveloping the entire werewolf royal court. But wherever werewolves existed, whether they were old or weak, women and children, all of them were treated like the east wind washing the ground...... All of them were bombarded by the dense sword qi that could be called a storm.

Hannibal Xiaoyue lowered his head with a blank expression, looking at his body that was stabbed by countless sword qi, and he didn't understand what was going on.

(What's going on?) Why is this happening? I'm not supposed to ...... Is it time to fulfill the Holy Spirit? ）

Hannibal Howling Moon raised his head with a blank expression, and then, above him, he saw a three-eyed man with an indifferent expression hanging his head slightly, looking at him with a cold gaze...... That gaze was like looking at a bunch of ants.

"We ...... Is it an ant? ”

Hannibal Howling read the message from his gaze and ...... This was Hannibal Howling Moon's last consciousness.

When the last sword qi fell, the king of the werewolf clan, Hannibal Xiaoyue, was finally officially declared dead, and the entire werewolf royal court had completely turned into a dead place, except for humans, all the alien races within the Yanjing range, without exception, had all become the souls of Feng Jie's sword.

And at this moment, a straight spatial crack erupted from the soul tent, and everything in this spatial crack was cut into two parts. And inside the soul tent, Pei Jiao stood quietly in it, not moving, and beside him, dozens of small bright beads floated around him, spinning around him......

"Is it finally solved?" Feng Jie said lightly.

"Who?" Pei Jiao raised his head sharply and looked in the direction where the voice came from, but saw a three-eyed strong man floating in the air with a sword, but then Pei Jiao's face was happy, and he shouted loudly: "Feng Jie!" And sure enough, you're there! ”

Pei Jiao is completely at ease now...... Originally, Pei Jiao was still a little worried about the grim situation after the apocalypse, worried about whether he could protect the people who survived after the apocalypse. But since Feng Jie also appeared, Pei Jiao can really put his mind at ease.

After all, Feng Jie is the most powerful human soul in this world, except for Gong Yeyu! Not long before Gong Yeyu, he had achieved a super powerhouse at the demon king level, not only with an unheard-of innate weapon of civilization, but even a demon god-level powerhouse could fight head-on!

Compared with Pei Jiao's joy, Feng Jie nodded a little indifferently, as early as outside Yanjing, Feng Jie had already noticed Pei Jiao's battle, after all, his Tianyan was not a vegetarian, although it was a distance of more than ten or twenty kilometers, but it was enough for Feng Jie's Tianyan to observe where Pei Jiao was fighting.

Feng Jie didn't help in this regard, one of the reasons was that Feng Jie, like Pei Jiao, planned to exterminate the werewolf clan, so naturally he couldn't let go of any fish that slipped through the net, so Feng Jie simply blocked the outside and wiped out all the werewolf clans. There is another reason, that Feng Jie believes in Pei Jiao......

Although there are dozens of souls in the werewolf clan, almost all of them are demon-level souls, and there are only four true demon-level souls. With such strength, not to mention that Feng Jie can destroy it with a wave of his hand. Even if it is Pei Jiao, he can definitely easily crush the past......

After all, Pei Jiao is the reincarnation of the Human Emperor, the top true demon-level powerhouse of the half-step Demon King, and the divine skill of the infinite combat system, with the innate weapon of civilization, with the spiritual light given to him by Gong Yeyu, and the knowledge of kendo given to him by Feng Jie...... If Pei Jiao can still capsize in the hands of these werewolf souls, then Pei Jiao should really wipe his neck and commit suicide, saving himself embarrassment.

and Pei Jiaoyi, it is basically determined...... The werewolf clan has officially finished playing, and all the souls of the werewolf clan have been killed by Pei Jiao. And the rest of the werewolf clan, the old and weak, women and children, were killed by Feng Jie with one move, and there was no one left.

Some people may say that Feng Jie is cruel or something, but Feng Jie doesn't think it's cruel. Why are werewolves allowed to kill humans, but humans are not allowed to kill them in turn? It's ridiculous, it's shit and bullshit! When did those werewolves ever treat humans kindly? What they want is to enslave human beings, and to eat and breed them as domestic animals.

Just killing all of them indiscriminately, Feng Jie felt that this was his great mercy. At least, Feng Jie didn't torture these werewolves for even a second when he killed them. Many werewolves died silently. Compared to the methods they use on human beings, Feng Jie is really as merciful as the Holy Mother.

"That'...... Next, Feng Jie, do you have any plans? ”

At sunset, watching the rescued people begin to take out the materials collected by the werewolf clan, and start to cook in groups of three or five. Pei Jiao, as well as Feng Jie, all watched this scene quietly.

Sitting on the ruins of a building informally, Feng Jie stared at the people who were cooking on the fire in the distance, and suddenly said to Pei Jiao: "Pei Jiao, let's have a fight." ”

"Hmm...... Belch?! Pei Jiao was still nodding, but after randomly realizing what Feng Jie said, he immediately stared at him with wide eyes: "Hey, hey, Feng Jie, did you take the wrong medicine?" What the hell are you talking about?! ”

Pei Jiao is really full of question marks on his head...... What is Feng Jie thinking? Suddenly you're going to fight him? No, Feng Jie is not a battle maniac who only has fights in his head, and he was not such a person before?

If it weren't for the aura on Feng Jie's body, Pei Jiao would really have to wonder if the person in front of him was Feng Jie.

However, Feng Jie stood up, flipped his hand, and the simple and dark broadsword Nan Mingli Fire Sword had already appeared in his hand. Then, he said coldly to Pei Jiao: "Don't you think I'm joking? Pei Jiao. I...... Seriously. ”

Pei Jiao also stood up and looked at Feng Jie for a while, and from his face, Pei Jiao really didn't see any joke.

After a while, Pei Jiao's face also became solemn: "Feng Jie, why are you so dignified that you want to fight with me?" ”

Feng Jie corrected: "It's not a fight...... It's fighting. Pei Jiao, between us, sooner or later, we will have to do it. Remember? That's what I've said to you before. ”

Pei Jiao nodded silently, remember, of course he remembered, at that time, Pei Jiao's strength had just entered the demon level, and it was so weak that Feng Jie could kill him with a finger. But Pei Jiao at that time didn't understand why a big man like Feng Jie would say such things to him. How could he go against a strong man like Feng Jie? I don't understand, I don't understand at all.

After that, Feng Jie never showed any malice, but helped Pei Jiao and many of them, making Pei Jiao think deep down in his heart that Feng Jie had always been their partner.

Unexpectedly, just today, on the day of the reunion after the apocalypse, Feng Jie said this sentence again.

(End of chapter)