Roar!

At this moment, the fierce beasts formed by the blood waves roared towards Yang Yifan in unison, the sound waves spread, and the blood water in the entire blood pool exploded together, flew into the air, and then fell like raindrops.

It's too strong.

The souls of Tuling and the others all felt unbearable severe pain, making their faces pale for a while, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back, but they were even more excited in their hearts, they were all like this, then Yang Yifan would only be even worse.

See.

It was indeed very miserable, being targeted by so many powerful beasts, just a roar, Yang Yifan had already suffered a lot of injuries, blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, and his soul was also a lot weaker.

The only thing that hasn't changed is his high fighting spirit and unyielding will.

"Dare to pretend. ”

Tu Ling snorted coldly, he was afraid, how could Yang Yifan not be afraid?

"This isn't something you can finger in, get out of here. ”

One of the fellows roared, "This is the holy land that belongs to our beasts. ”

"Get out. ”

The other two shouted as well.

The blood pool riot, the fury of these manifested fierce beasts, aimed at Yang Yifan alone, not at them, which made them have no doubt that this blood pool of ten thousand beasts was the holy place for the refining of fierce beasts, and Yang Yifan, a lowly pure-blooded human race, was not qualified to enter.

Boom!

The Demon God's wings vibrated suddenly, and Yang Yifan moved in an instant.

Entered!

It's really going on!

Tu Ling and those guys were immediately speechless, in this situation where they seemed to be certain death, Yang Yifan had not retreated, but still moved forward, what else could they say?

Roar!

There was another earth-shattering roar, and those fierce beasts seemed to be completely furious, carrying monstrous might, rolling up endless bloody aura, and rushed towards Yang Yifan.

"Although I am not as good as my ancestors, it is okay to kill a wisp of your remnant soul. ”

The roar sounded, and Yang Yifan's whole person fell into a complete frenzy, killing swarming, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Although the roars of those fierce beasts shook his soul, they couldn't hide the anger, hatred, and even a touch of horror in the voice, which made Yang Yifan sure that the fierce beasts in the blood pool of ten thousand beasts were killed by the ancestors of the war clan and thrown here.

Therefore, in the face of these defeated generals of the ancestors of the original war clan, he would not be afraid, nor could he be afraid.

With a wave of Yang Yifan's hand, the black and white spear was raised, and a huge wave appeared.

Rapid fusion, superimpose.

The second of the nine heavy kills of the stacked waves suddenly erupted, directly blasting towards the six-headed lions.

Bang!

The earth-shattering collision erupted suddenly, and the bloody aura that permeated the surroundings was directly shattered, and it dissipated into nothingness, followed by the collapse of the void, the space storm raged out, and then was quickly broken by the black and white spear.

Roar.

In the unwilling roar, the four lion heads burst, and the blood basin mouths on the remaining two heads opened together, and directly two blood waves spurted out, falling on Yang Yifan like sharp arrows, and directly there were two hideous blood holes.

But Yang Yifan didn't have time to pay attention to the pain, the Demon God's wings vibrate, and his speed suddenly increased, instantly hitting the lion's body, and the spear mixed with the huge strength of his whole body pierced directly into the lion's body.

Retreat!

The huge lion's body was pushed back and forth, and then it was directly shattered by the spear, and the blood splashed like a meteorite.

Do you want to be so violent?

Those guys were dumbfounded, and their hearts were chilling, they came later, only to see Yang Yifan threatening the beast emperors, but they didn't see the battle between Yang Yifan and Tu Ling.

Only Tu Ling had no surprises, at that time, Yang Yifan's ruthlessness, madness and brutality still made him think about it for a while.

However, they didn't think that Yang Yifan could really win, because the house-sized demon spider and the thousand-zhang dragon had already surrounded Yang Yifan left and right, and behind them were one after another fierce beasts exuding a ferocious aura.

Tu Ling and the others all opened their eyes wide, their expressions couldn't wait, they couldn't wait to see Yang Yifan's regret for being injured.

It's close.

It's getting closer.

Yang Yifan also smelled a strong breath of death, but could he retreat?

No!

"Kill. ”

In the roar, Yang Yifan, who was holding the black and white spear, rushed over again, and his high fighting intent and unyielding fighting intent had burned to the extreme.

Rumble!

In the midst of this lightning and flint, from the two hideous blood holes on his body, a touch of golden blood flowed out, and then instantly turned into a brilliant golden light, and a humanoid phantom slowly emerged.

What the?

Tu Ling's expressions changed drastically, isn't Yang Yifan a pure-blood human race? How could there be a bloodline manifestation? Could it be that there were also people in the pure-blood human race who had reached that terrifying point, otherwise how could they leave a bloodline inheritance?

"How is that possible?"

The next moment, Tuling's guys shouted in unison.

As soon as the humanoid phantom appeared, the fierce beasts formed by the blood waves stopped, and a look of fear appeared on the slightly illusory face, and even the huge body was shaking.

Afraid!

Those beasts are afraid!

Tu Ling and the others were completely dumbfounded, as if they had been struck by thunder, they just stood there sluggishly, these fierce beasts were obviously their ancestors, and their strength would be absolutely terrifying, but why would they be afraid of that humanoid phantom?

Who the hell is that phantom?

Tu Ling and the others couldn't help but turn their heads and take a look, and immediately a feeling of suffocation came, as if an ancient divine mountain suddenly pressed on their bodies, causing their feet to sink into the dirt at once.

It's horrible!

Several people were immediately soaked in cold sweat.

Only Yang Yifan didn't feel too surprised, these most powerful beasts should have been killed by the war king's own hands, and now these fierce beasts are immortal, trying to kill him, how could they not attract the bloodline of the war clan in his body?

Roar!

The roar sounded, it was the thousand-zhang dragon, only it held back its fear, and as soon as its huge body swayed, it directly rushed towards the figure of the war king standing in the void.

"We're going to win. ”

"Smash him. ”

"Hurry, hurry. ”

Tu Ling's fists were all clenched, they didn't believe that their ancestors would be invincible to a human race, which was too difficult for them to accept who had been living in the endless mountain region and controlling the fate of the pure-blood human race.

(End of chapter)