As the Void Source Force funnel poured in, the spatial rift was mixed with a bit of a devastating black storm, like a wild sand blowing up people's faces, as if it was about to tear these people apart.

With the voice of Tianqinghu and the mottled and mysterious momentum, although the rolled up space gap can't hurt the person in front of him, it is still easy to force it out.

The first to appear was Charlie Edward, who was born in the seven major clans of the Demon Clan, and was the person in charge of the Demon Clan side of the Eastern Continent War.

Stepping on the majesty of Tianqing Tiger, Charlie seemed to be bathed in the spring breeze, but his face was slightly gloomy, and his unique lines made him look very demonic, enough to kill the temptation attack of unknown creatures, and in his eyes it was just a temptation.

The fourth order can contact the Void Source Force, but only the peak powerhouse can be so lightweight, where Charlie went, after the wind and clouds surged, it was a blue sky, to be precise, it was a thousand miles of colorful clouds.

There was also a demon man standing behind Charlie, but he was half a position behind him, and the master-slave relationship was fully revealed.

"Jin Yuanguo's role in the descendants of the demon race is much more important than that of your human race, why should the Huya military master be so impatient!" After Charlie appeared, he first said to Tianqinghu, but through his evasive gaze and repeated evasive attitude, it could be seen that he was a little unwilling to face Tang Fenghao.

As one of the six legions of the Empire, Huya and Blizzard are on the same footing. But the legion is established by the military master, and unlike ordinary institutions, there are six legions selected every year, Blizzard is rising in recent years, compared to Huya, but Tang Fenghao, who has advanced by leaps and bounds in just a few years, is known as the man who is most likely to replace Nian Qianyao.

In other words, the name of the first person in the extreme realm may fall on his head.

Tianqinghu didn't pay attention to Charlie, who was messing around, but looked to the other side, a barbarian man stepped into the sky, from far to near, the man was not tall, but a little thin, with a delicate face, he couldn't see his age, but his eyes had a tenacity that he couldn't see.

When Tang Fenghao saw the man coming, his eyes lit up, and he pointed out the name of the barbarian who came, and said, "A Man Warrior." ”

"Lord Tang, the barbarians' participation in the Eastern Continent War is to prepare for the Great War of Heaven and Earth, if there is any disagreement, let the horse come!" Aman's voice was very soft, but it was directly uncomfortable.

Charlie fanned the flames on the side, "Of course, it is not easy for a warrior to enter the temple from a small tribe, but the name of the warrior can be said to be inferior to that of the elder, and I think the Tang military master also has this idea." ”

Every warrior who comes out of the barbarian temple has experienced unimaginable setbacks for ordinary people, and every warrior who can enter the temple is a warrior of the barbarians, but the barbarians have never lacked warriors.

The Barbarian can become one of the Four Great Holy Clans because of their unparalleled bravery.

Of course, under the tribal system, there are naturally large and small tribes, and Aman's strength can be on an equal footing with others, but there is obviously some gap in status, and the fourth-order martial artist should be the status of the elder of the Holy Temple in the barbarians, and he can participate in the decision-making of the entire tribe.

But sometimes it's not reasonable to be really reasonable.

At the very least, Aman was just a temple warrior.

"The strong have always seen the truth under their hands, and to put it this way to you, Charlie, you are still as boring and useless as before. ”

Finally, after a few words, another person came slowly, the person who came was slightly 'exquisite', there was nothing imperfect, perfect moire proportions and color composition, with a cheek that turned all beings upside down.

Of course, it was a man who came.

"Si Dekai, the beautiful man of the Stuart School, the strict school nerd, I know that many people are interested in you. Charlie obviously also knew the person who came, and he sarcastically mocked the other party's dress as neither male nor female, especially the unscrupulous expression of "interested".

Before coming, the six people who met today actually knew each other's existence for a long time, otherwise they would not have recognized them one by one.

The fourth-order is not a weak person in any race, and the peak of the fourth-order is also a high authority, and it is said that it is the elite of their respective races.

Even if Aman, who was ridiculed and had no status, was able to come on behalf of the barbarians, the first illustrated the strength, and the second illustrated the status.

There are many races in the Eastern Continent, and the fourth-order peak lion clan and wolf clan can also be taken out, but the only people who can negotiate in the Eastern Continent War today are the representatives of the four major holy clans.

In the past, it was the Terrans and the Demons who made the rules of war, but this year's situation is a little special.

The six people gathered, and the space storm that Tianqinghu had just set off was quietly smoothed out, but each relied on the position of racial division, and the interests of their respective races represented made a few people rub a little bit of spark, and then detonated the entire space again.

At this time, in the camp defense area of various ethnic groups, many warriors who felt it looked up, and they could see a dark energy storm above the distant sky, setting off a fierce wind, but the coercion revealed in it was about to tilt the heaven and earth.

From time to time, ribbons like aurora appeared in the center of the dark storm in the distant sky, intertwining and then exploding, competing for their respective spaces.

This is the strength of the strongest under the extreme realm.

It can make the heavens and the earth fall, or it can make the race live and die, and the power of the strong can change the color of the gods and ghosts to a certain extent.

Under the Nine Heavens, where the human race is, Gu Dong calmly watched the confrontation in the distant sky, according to the rules of war, a battle similar to the level of the Eastern Continent War, there must be a strong man to suppress the overall situation.

With these strong people, the human race can stand on the referee table, and without this level of strong people, some races will have to learn to survive in the cracks in battle-level wars.

When the strong man is full of firepower, Gu Dongping is like a small piece of duckweed wandering left and right with the undulating lake, the thunderous war drums almost broke his heart, and the memory of the short film came to mind little by little.

Under the agitation of the heart, a mouthful of blood spurted out happily, with a refreshing feeling.

The power above the Nine Heavens, he also felt it once, in the west block of Baoxiangyuan, Zhao Gao's blow left him without the power to resist.

Now looking at the majesty of the distant sky, Gu Dongping no longer has the slightest resentment in his heart, the strong dominate life and death, that's all.

In addition to him, or in addition to the four holy clans, there were other races that either voluntarily or forcibly participated in the war, and at this time, seeing the confrontation above the sky, his heart was complicated.

Only the strong make decisions.

"The Eastern Continent War is still in accordance with the previous regulations, positional strategy, only the younger generation is allowed to fight, and the old immortals should pay attention to some influences, and if you make a rash move at that time, you will kill it, don't blame me. ”

Tang Fenghao's robe was bursting, there seemed to be falling snow all around him, and the mystery of indifference and killing surpassed the ordinary ice and snow, and in the four directions, he steadily suppressed the ups and downs of the space storm, and softly set the seemingly unimportant rules in the sympathy of momentum.

In the never-ending war, it is not necessarily the strong who can guarantee the victory of every war, but without the power of the strong, the weak race can only be slaughtered by others, at least the strong will not sympathize with the enemy's weak.

The clarion call for war, as the four sides gathered, really sounded with the shock and suffocating pressure in the distant sky.