Whew!

The air was torn apart in an instant, and the cyan war spear ignited flames and stabbed towards the body of the middle-aged ghost clan, the ghost clan roared angrily, full of ghostly energy, trying to shake off the shackles of the supreme will, but it was still sluggish for a moment, and the next moment the blood-colored ghost head broadsword was shaken down.

At this moment, time seemed to be as long as tens of millions of years, and the middle-aged ghost clan's miserable green ghost flame flourished, and the tip of the burning spear gradually enlarged, piercing straight into his eyebrows.

Burst!

With a slight sound, the screams of the middle-aged ghost clan stopped abruptly, and they stopped moving, and the originally beating miserable green ghost flame also suddenly stopped, as if it was going to imprint Xiao Chen's figure in his mind forever.

Call!

The next moment, the majestic blood and qi in Xiao Chen's war spear poured out, turning into a flame gushing out, drowning the head of the ghost clan, and the face of the middle-aged ghost clan was hideous, but it could not withstand the burning of the fire, and the miserable green ghost flame in the original pupils gradually dissipated.

Click!

The next moment, there was a continuous cracking sound, and I saw that the body of this middle-aged ghost clan was actually densely cracked, and the ghost body cracked, and finally exploded.

On each piece of body, there were raging flames, and the scattered flesh turned into ashes in the blink of an eye, and there was a vague figure struggling unwillingly, and finally turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared.

The ghost clan that had ravaged the Gu Yuan tribe for three days was finally beheaded by Xiao Chen!

Shout!

Without the blessing of the ghost clan, the stone lamp that was originally floating above the head of the middle-aged ghost clan was about to fall to the ground, and it was taken into Xiao Chen's hand, and it was the first time he saw Xiao Chen, a divine soldier who could hide his breath, how could he not be interested.

In the palm of his hand, he looked at it, this stone lamp carved from bluestone, the rough lines seemed to be polished casually, and only carved out the shape of a stone lamp, but at this moment, there was a little bit of crystal light flickering.

After careful observation, Xiao Chen realized that there was a blood-colored crystal bead in it, but it exuded a rich vitality and blood, feeling the huge vitality contained in this thumb-sized blood bead like the Yangtze River, Xiao Chen immediately woke up, this blood bead may be the same as the blood pill he got from the beast clan, it is condensed with the flesh and blood of living beings, but the essence contained in this blood bead is several times that of the blood pill.

Thinking about it, this is the ghost clan in order to stabilize the ghost fire and evolve into a ghost handsome, I don't know how many human races have been killed for decades, condensing their blood and qi, and removing the essence obtained from nine saves, the blood qi is extremely pure, but this time it is so cheap that Xiao Chen.

Putting away the stone lamp with his backhand, Xiao Chen looked at the rest of the tribe again, after a series of battles, most of the night had already passed, the sky was dawning, and the yin qi began to gradually disperse, the middle-aged ghost clan leader was killed by Xiao Chen, although there were many remaining ghost clans at this moment, they were already not worried, only two ghost clans in the field were struggling to support under the attack of the tribal blood refining realm martial artists, and it was only a matter of time before they were beheaded by the knife, as for those ghost clans who did not enter the stream, they fled in a hurry, and some even turned into black mist and fled to the wilderness outside the tribe。

Call!

Suddenly, the Imperial Wind Pony once again carried Xiao Chen above the volley, a pair of golden sky feathers on his back flickered, just a few breaths have swept over the tribe, suddenly the sun shines, the strong qi and blood like a round of scorching sun rises, dissolving some of the most of the ghost pawns, for these ghost clans that exude a cold and evil aura, the little foal instinctively feels a disgust, the big mouth can't help shaking, streams of golden molten flames are constantly spewed out, and the ghosts everywhere they pass turn into green smoke.

However, a stick of incense, the only two remaining ghosts will also turn into green smoke and dissipate between heaven and earth, at this moment in the tribe in addition to some scattered ghosts, the Gu Yuan tribe can be described as a big victory, at this moment the original hundred ghosts at night, the scene of ten thousand ghosts raging has long disappeared without a trace, only the remaining wisps of ghost shadows have also become rats crossing the street, surrounded and suppressed by countless Gu Yuan tribe people, and it can only support a moment.

Under the general trend of the Gu Yuan tribe, except for less than two hundred low-level ghost clans who jumped out of the gable wall in a hurry and entered the barren ancient forest, the rest of the raging ghost clans, including more than ten ghost generals, were all ambushed.

"We're victorious! We're victorious!"

Under the collapsed stone house, on the streets covered with rubble, countless people from the Gu Yuan tribe kept rushing out, shouting loudly, Xiao Chen did not stop it, sat down and stepped lightly on the void, his four hooves were like fire, and slowly landed to the ground.

At this moment, whether it was the Blood Refining Realm martial artists in the tribe, or the rest of the soldiers and ordinary clansmen, everyone's eyes instantly condensed on Xiao Chen's body, this time was the first bloody battle after the tribe fused with the big tribesmen, they were victorious! After the baptism of blood and fire, the cohesion of the tribe continued to condense.

At this time, the Great Elder stepped forward, and there was a narrow wound on his chest, but at this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, looking at Xiao Chen, the smile on his face became more and more vigorous, and finally he even laughed out loud, even if the violent shaking made the bone spur pierce the flesh and blood at the wound again, this voice was undetained, hearty.

As an old man who watched Xiao Chen take the Gu Yuan tribe step by step to such a point, he understood that the problem of tribal instability that had originally arisen due to the forcible integration of many war divisions no longer existed after tonight's war, and all the clansmen relied on each other to fight against the ghost clan and comfort the robe, and at this moment the Gu Yuan tribe was truly reborn.

"My Gu Yuan tribe has won!

Wiping away the dried blood at the corners of his mouth, Second Elder Lin Shan also showed a smile on his face, the Gu Yuan tribe experienced this great war, although it had sacrifices, but it once again guarded the land under its feet and kept the inheritance immortal.

Xiao Chen's eyes glanced at the ruined stone houses around him, the bloodstained streets, and the creeping people of the local tribe, scattered severed arms and stumps, and his eyes became a little long, "No!

"It's far from over, maybe this is just the beginning for his Gu Yuan tribe!"

In order to survive and reproduce, eternal, when the ancestors of the human race rose up and expelled the aliens, this war has begun, this is an endless war, since ancient times, spread to the present, generation after generation of human emperors, the ancestors of the kings fell, the battle of the eight wilderness land, blood stained the sky of the nine heavens, for this land of survival, between the human race and the great wilderness hundred races, it has already been a blood flow like a sea, the hatred is like a tide, this is a bloodstained land, whether it is a human race or a foreign race, countless years have already blended with each other, mixed into one is difficult to distinguish。

And the only thing Xiao Chen has to do is to live! )