After killing the fifth demigod outside the Sword God Ancient Palace, Qin Yu rushed to the portal at the end of the Ancient Sword Dao with Barbarian Zhantian, Ji Bingqing and others.

The army of the Phantom Clan in the Ancient Sword Dao was also all crazy, and they were also affected by the fall of the Phantom Ancestor, and every Phantom Clan creature was extremely sad and angry, like a moth to a flame, rushing towards the genius disciples who blocked the portal.

When Qin Yu, Barbarian Zhantian, and Ji Bingqing arrived, Yan Wushuang and dozens of other genius disciples had already suffered more than half of the casualties, but they were still using their bodies and their backbones to hold the entrance of the portal.

There was no suspense, and an even more intense battle broke out.

Looking at the stump and broken bones of the fallen genius who was buried by the mountains of corpses of the Phantom Spirit Clan in the entrance of the portal passage, Qin Yu, Barbarian Zhantian, Ji Bingqing and the others were all furious.

After the unsealing of the game, with the gimmick of the inheritance of the Frost Sword God, he lured ~ all the young genius children of the three empires and the Great Wilderness Territory into the game.

There are about 70,000 or 80,000 young genius children of the human race, and only about 100 of them who hid in the ice ravines survived.

However, in this final battle, half of the hundreds of geniuses died in this portal passage at the end of the ancient sword path.

They gave their lives to keep the peace within the Terrans.

Those dead geniuses were buried in other places with no bones, but no one erected a monument for them to award the Medal of Hero.

Their deaths were so bleak that none of their bodies were intact, and among the stumps and broken bones that were all over the ground, no one could tell the clump of flesh that had been trampled into mud, the fragments of bone that belonged to these human heroes.

Qin Yu, Barbarian Zhantian, Ji Bingqing and the others all felt sad for the dead genius children, because their heroic souls and corpses could not return to Gu Township.

In the entrance passage at the end of the Ancient Sword Path, the genius disciples who were still fighting here did not leave here because of the death of the Phantom Demon Ancestor and all the Phantom Clan demigods.

They need to fight, use the battle to vent the grief in their hearts, and do what the author can last for the genius children who have given their lives to protect the internal peace of the human race.

There were more and more corpses, and the blood completely soaked the icy ground.

Their clothes were red with blood, and their eyes were red with grief and indignation.

Qin Yu wielding the Fire Dragon Spear, Lin Yuetian and Ji Bingqing who slashed out their swords, Barbarian Zhantian who smashed the heads of phantom clan creatures with punches after punches, Yang Yuerui who hid in the dark shadows to manipulate and shadow arrows, and so on. The children of the geniuses who are alive are all here to kill the enemy in blood.

To the best of their ability, they will kill more Phantom Clan creatures for the Terran heroes who are buried here and unable to return to their hometowns.

"There are so many of them that we alone can't kill them all, and we can't kill them all. ”

Many genius disciples who were covered in blood and had countless wounds of all sizes were about to run out of physical strength and yuan power.

In the ancient sword path, as well as outside the river valley, the army of the Phantom Spirit Clan is still surging like a tide.

"Let's go, I'll cut it off. ”

Looking at the scars all over his body, but he was still struggling to kill the enemy, and the aura in his body was getting weaker and weaker, Qin Yu was no longer insisting.

What they can do, they have done.

He has done his best to kill more Phantom Clan creatures for the geniuses who died.

If they continue to fight, they will be exhausted and stay here forever.

Immediately, these genius disciples who were still alive dragged their seriously injured and weak bodies and evacuated in the direction of the Sword God Ancient Temple.

After a while, all the genius disciples stepped into the spatial teleportation array in the inner hall of the Sword God Ancient Hall and left this blood-stained world.

This long-term plan of the Phantom Clan to unseal the seal has finally come to an end.

The Phantom Ancestor died and became Qin Yu's tonic.

The five demigods who guarded the Sword God Ancient Temple also died and were killed by Qin Yu alone.

The remaining seven Phantom Clan demigods who hurried to the Ancient Sword Dao also died, and they all became the souls of Qin Yu's hands.

In the Frost Secret Realm, in this great turmoil ~ chaos caused by the Phantom Clan, all the defeated alien races that were exiled here were also wiped out.

The Terrans also paid a heavy price for this, and almost all the geniuses of the current generation of young people were buried here, leaving only the forty or so people who left the Frost Secret Realm alive.

The cost of this failure that brought extinction to the Phantom Clan was incomparably tragic.

In the hinterland of Sichuan Prefecture, the hinterland of the mountains at the entrance of the Frost Secret Realm, the overlord-level powerhouses who occupied the various mountains around them all felt the fluctuations of spatial power.

"Coming out, they're out!"

Thousands of demigod rainbows rose into the sky, all exuding terrifying aura and power, and swept towards the spatial gate at the entrance of the Frost Secret Realm.

In a matter of moments, these powerful demigod figures fell from the sky and gathered around the spatial gate, staring at the spatial gate that began to distort with glistening eyes.

At the entrance of the secret realm, the space was distorted, and one after another the figures of geniuses whose bodies were stained red with blood stepped out of it.

Everyone's face was full of sorrow, and they had not yet recovered from the heavy and sad emotions of dying because of their comrades in the Frost Secret Realm.

"Huh?"

All around, the demigods, whose eyes were originally full of expectant light, seemed to be infected by the sad atmosphere that emanated from these low-spirited genius disciples, and the smiles on their faces were all retracted and replaced by a serious and solemn expression.

"I've seen the clan elders. ”

The genius disciples who walked out of the space gate walked towards each other's demigod elders in their respective forces.

The more than forty figures, covered in scars and stained with blood, scattered from each other.

"What kind of opportunities can you get in the Secret Realm of Ancient Monuments?"

"Is this trip rewarding?"

Looking at the scarred and embarrassed genius child, the concerned inquiry sounded from the mouths of the surrounding demigods.

More demigods, their eyes glued to the door of space, waiting for the figure of the genius who was about to step out.

But as time passed, the expressions on the faces of these demigods became more and more gloomy, and their brows couldn't help but wrinkle into a Sichuan character.

Their gaze, in those embarrassed figures who walked out of the space gate alive, did not even have a single genius child of the force they belonged to.

Knowing that the distorted spatial energy of the spatial gate had stopped distorting for a long time, these demigods gradually began to become irritable.

The spatial gate stopped the energy distortion, which meant that no one would come out of the ancient realm again.

It also means that the genius children who survived are only the more than 40 people in front of them.

"What's going on!"

The heart of a certain hegemon-level strength demigod of the Great Qian Empire sank, and he couldn't help but roar angrily at a genius disciple not far from him: "Could it be that all the genius disciples of my Xueyue Tower have died in the Secret Realm of Ancient Monuments? Not even a single one is alive?! Tell me, what happened to you in the Secret Realm of Ancient Monuments!"