These 100,000 powerhouses of the Bat Spirit Clan were all wearing black armor and fully armed, and their blood-red eyes flashed with a cold light.

Led by the five elders of the Bat Spirit Clan, they formed a neat phalanx in the air, like a large dark cloud skimming across the sky at great speed, silently flying over the Bat Spirit Mountain in the west of the Feather Spirit Mountain Range.

A terrifying murderous aura filled the entire western sky in an instant.

Ling Feng's third son, Ling Ting, was patrolling the western edge of the Feather Spirit Mountain Range with dozens of Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses, and when he saw this scene from afar, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

The strong man of the Bat Spirit Clan was really willing to act as the pawn of the Demon Clan, and took the lead in launching an attack on the Feather Spirit Clan!

He immediately turned his head and said to the dozens of Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses behind him: "Quickly return to Feather Spirit Valley with me, and inform me that the Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses are ready to meet the enemy!"

Dozens of people immediately unfolded the golden wings behind them, turned into dozens of golden streamers, and flew towards the direction of Feather Spirit Valley at a gallop.

These people are all the top powerhouses of the Feather Spirit Clan, their cultivation is profound, and their flying speed is significantly faster than the 100,000 Bat Spirit Clan powerhouses lined up in a phalanx.

The effort was not great, and dozens of people returned to Yuling Valley.

The news of the arrival of 100,000 Bat Spirit Clan powerhouses quickly spread throughout the entire Feather Spirit Valley.

Although this matter was expected by Ling Feng, it still surprised him slightly.

100,000 Bat Spirit Clan powerhouses, it seems that the Bat Spirit Clan has poured out of the nest this time!

He quickly took Lingzhen and Lingting and dozens of personal guards out of the Feather Spirit Palace and came to the square.

The 100,000 powerhouses of the Feather Spirit Clan had already been ambushed on the peaks around the Feather Spirit Valley, responsible for guarding the Feather Spirit Valley and setting up a large array of wings to cover the sky in times of crisis.

The remaining 200,000 Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses were fully armed and quickly assembled in the square, discharging four phalanxes of 50,000 people.

Ling Feng ordered Ling Zhen and Ling Ting to lead 50,000 Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses respectively, preparing to meet the 100,000 Feather Spirit Clan's 100,000 powerhouses, and the remaining 100,000 Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses were on standby.

He knew that since the 100,000 powerhouses of the Bat Spirit Clan had already been dispatched, the demon army would probably come soon.

When Wang Yu, Princess Lingbai, Zhu Yan, Qilin, and Sun Shiyi heard the news, they also hurriedly came out of the Feather Spirit Palace and stood on the steps in front of the gate.

The Vajra ape, which had been squatting by the gate, had already stood up and looked up at the night sky to the west, and it had already faintly felt the murderous aura coming from the western sky.

Soon, 100,000 powerhouses of the Bat Spirit Clan, led by the five elders of the clan, flew to the vicinity of the Feather Spirit Valley.

"Shoot the arrows!"

As soon as the Great Elder of the Bat Spirit Clan gave an order, tens of thousands of jet-black arrows turned into tens of thousands of jet-black streamers, tearing through the void and roaring towards the mountain peak to the west of the Feather Spirit Valley.

This Great Elder of the Bat Spirit Clan knew that the defensive forces of the Feather Spirit Clan were ambushed on the peaks around the Feather Spirit Valley, and if they wanted to attack the Feather Spirit Valley, they first needed to break the defense line they had constructed.

Whoa......

Tens of thousands of jet-black streamers submerged into the dense forest on the mountain peak, as if shooting into the dark void, without any reaction.

The 100,000 powerhouses of the Bat Spirit Clan were in amazement, and countless golden streamers suddenly burst out from the mountain peak, flying towards them with a terrifying and fierce energy.

"Watch out for the Dark Arrow!"

The Great Elder of the Bat Spirit Clan shouted loudly, reaching out and grabbing a golden feather arrow that flew in front of him in the blink of an eye.

There was a scream behind him.

Although most of the Bat Spirit Clan powerhouses blocked or dodged these golden feather arrows, there were still tens of thousands of Bat Spirit Clan powerhouses with low cultivation who were pierced through their bodies by the sharp golden feather arrows and fell from mid-air.

The golden feather arrows exploded two rounds in a row like locusts, although the strong men of the Bat Spirit Clan shot black arrows to fight back, but those black sharp arrows were like mud cows into the sea, and they did not seem to cause any damage to those strong people of the Feather Spirit Clan hidden on the mountain peaks, while the strong men of the Bat Spirit Clan lost tens of thousands of people under the attack of two rounds of golden feather arrows.

The Great Elder of the Bat Spirit Clan's blood-red eyes were almost dripping blood, and the closer he got closer, the more fierce the attack of the golden feather arrow became, making him dare not lead the crowd forward rashly.

Originally, the demon army made an appointment with their Bat Spirit Clan, and after dark, they launched an attack on the Feather Spirit Valley together, but at this time, they didn't see any movement, which made him anxious and angry.

The Great Elder of the Bat Spirit Clan was just about to give the order to retreat, when an earth-shattering shout of killing suddenly sounded in the Feather Spirit Valley, and Ling Zhen and Ling Ting each took 50,000 Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses to rise from the square in the Feather Spirit Valley, rushing towards them like a tide.

The Great Elder gritted his teeth and showed the blood-colored sword in the palm of his right hand.

Although the army of the demon clan has not yet appeared, retreating at this time will definitely lead to a rout on all fronts!

The other four elders beside him also flashed the blood-colored swords in their palms.

"Kill—"

The five elders shouted in unison, and with the 80,000 Bat Spirit Clan powerhouses behind them, they rushed over against the 100,000 Feather Spirit Clan powerhouses.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides engaged in close combat in mid-air, and the melee was together.

The Great Elder, Second Elder, and Third Elder flew up and joined forces to attack Lingjing, while the Fourth Elder and Fifth Elder teamed up to attack Lingting.

The patriarch of the Bat Spirit Clan, Chi Wuya, had already been killed by Spirit Shock on Skull Island, and this time it was the five elders of the clan who led the strongest of the 100,000 clans to attack the Feather Spirit Valley.

For a long time, the strength of the Bat Spirit Clan was far inferior to that of the Feather Spirit Clan, and the cultivation resources that the clan could get were much less than those of the Feather Spirit Clan, but since Chi Wuya led the Bat Spirit Clan to defect to the Demon Clan with all his heart and practiced the Demon Clan's blood refining method, due to the secret support of the Demon Clan's ruler, the strength of the Bat Spirit Clan has risen sharply, and the cultivation of the strong people in the clan has improved rapidly.

Now, the cultivation of the Great Elder and the Second Elder is the same as that of Chi Wuya, and they have also reached the level of a two-star Martial Emperor, and the cultivation of the Third Elder, the Fourth Elder and the Fifth Elder is comparable, and they are all one-star Martial Emperors.

They knew that Ling Zhen was a four-star Martial Emperor, and Ling Ting was only a one-star Martial Emperor, so the Great Elder, the Second Elder, and the Third Elder joined forces to deal with Ling Zhen, while the Fourth Elder and the Fifth Elder rushed towards Ling Ting together.

The three blood-colored swords turned into three rays of blood, slicing through the void and stabbing into Aoquake's chest like lightning.

Ling Zhen snorted coldly, wielding the Wind and Thunder Twin Blades with both hands, and took the lead in slashing at the blood-colored long sword in the hands of the Second Elder and the Third Elder of the Bat Spirit Clan.

The dazzling golden light pierced the dim void, and the sound of wind and thunder was loud, and when there were two loud bangs, the blood-colored long sword in the hands of the two people was swinging aside, and then the two swords were raised together, and the lightning slashed down on the head of the Great Elder.

At this moment, the blood-colored long sword in the Great Elder's hand was about to pierce through Ling Zhen's chest, but Ling Zhen's wind and thunder twin blades had already reached the top of his head.

The Great Elder didn't expect Ling Zhen to use this desperate fighting style as soon as he came up, he knew that his sword might not necessarily stab Ling Zhen to death, and if Ling Zhen's double swords fell, he would definitely die.

He cursed hatefully in his heart, and could only forcibly withdraw the blood-colored long sword in his hand, and turned to block the wind and thunder twin swords of the spiritual shock.