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This is just a microcosm of the great array, this battle is made of blood, and the breath of death envelops this ancient primeval jungle.

"Damn, I actually killed a master of my clan, and if this prohibition is broken, the people of this tribe will inevitably be slaughtered, and the 'chicken' dog will not be left"!

The strong man of the Golden Crow Clan's voice was extremely cold.

This time, there are more than 100 people from the Golden Crow Clan, most of them are Supreme Realm cultivators, and there are more than a dozen powerhouses who surpass the Supreme, seven or eight Scattered Immortal Realm powerhouses and two human immortal-level existences, this power is extremely huge, not to mention that this is only the Jinwu Clan, counting the rest of the forces, there is no way to say that the masters who came here.

Moreover, these top forces may still have the old immortal out of the customs hidden in the shadows, and the hidden old immortal is the most terrifying existence.

The self-explosion of more than a dozen young people bought time for the clansmen who repaired the big array inside, and it was an old man who repaired the big array, with a hot 'wave', and repaired the ban that was blasted open.

This old man is the formation master of the dragon slaying tribe, and he is very kind, and everyone calls him lame dad because one of his 'legs' is lame.

The lame father watched the juniors of more than a dozen clans outside explode in front of his eyes, and he felt that his heart was 'twitching' and was about to stop beating.

However, the war will not stop because of the lame father, and the offensive of the ten thousand races is getting stronger and more ferocious.

Although the Dragon Slaying Tribe's protective array is very powerful, after all, it is very old, and now it is not as good as it was back then, so it is difficult to truly resist the attack of all races.

There was an air of despair in the dragon-slaying tribe.

The patriarch of the dragon slaying tribe is the burly old man wearing animal skin, he has experienced several battles before, the old man has been covered in blood, but he is still full of energy, but the situation of the dragon slaying tribe is very bad, the old man is also worried, Gongsun Da Niu is next to the old man, he is the grandson of the old man, and he still holds the dragon slaying knife in his hand.

I don't know how many people's blood the Dragon Slayer Knife has stained, and it is still dripping with blood.

Gongsun Da Niu said anxiously, "Grandpa, there has been a ban that has been broken, although it has been temporarily repaired, but it is estimated that it will not last long."

"Have all the old and weak 'women' and children been transferred to the small underground barrier?" the old man asked with a sigh.

"It's been transferred, it's just grandpa, if this place is breached, it won't be difficult for those people of the Wan clan to find them," Gongsun Da Niu said with an ugly face.

This time the siege of the Ten Thousand Clans was so sudden that the Dragon Slayer Tribe was not even prepared at all.

If there is a little news in advance, the old and weak 'women' and children can be transferred to other places, but now that the old and weak 'women' and children are surrounded, both the old man and the Gongsun Da Niu know that as long as they can't hold it, the Dragon Slaying Tribe should be wiped out.

Nowadays, the new force of the dragon slaying tribe is only more than 1,000 people, which is less than the people of the fifty or sixty teams of the Wan clan in terms of numbers, and the most important thing is that the peak masters are much less than the ten thousand clans, let's just say that the masters of the four holy veins, each of the holy veins has a strong person at the human immortal level on the bright side, and there are nearly 100 people in the scattered immortal powerhouse.

And here in the Dragon Slaying Tribe, there are only the old men and the Great Elder who are strong at the human immortal level, and there are only more than 20 strong people at the Scattered Immortal level, all of whom are clan elders of the Dragon Slaying Tribe, this force is no longer weak, but in the face of the army of ten thousand races, it is still too far behind.

The shouts of killing outside shook the sky, and the powerhouses of all races were frantically bombarding the guardian array.

The warriors of the Dragon Slayer Tribe were full of tragic 'color', and they all knew that this was a battle of life and death, and they might die in battle, but the people of the Dragon Slayer Tribe would rather die in battle than be captured.

A slight cracking sound came out, although it was not particularly loud, and it was even muffled by the shouts of the masters of the ten thousand clans outside, but the people of the Dragon Slaying Tribe still heard the sound.

The protective shield is cracking, it is a large rupture.

The old man sighed, "It seems that God really wants to destroy my dragon slaying tribe."

Gongsun Da Niu said, "No, grandpa, don't give up, we still have hope, when Uncle Tiemu brings back the rescuers, our clan will definitely be able to turn the corner."

"Child, that Yang Fan is very good, but in the face of the ten thousand races, what can he do? The leader of the ten thousand races is the four holy veins, I guess, the hidden ancestors of the four holy veins have appeared, but they don't bother to make a move, if they make a move, the ban has already been broken, even if your friend Yang Fan comes, it will be sent to death in vain."

The old man said with a sigh.

Hearing Grandpa's words, Gongsun Da Niu's face was also full of sadness.

Yes, the four holy veins are all there, and Yang Fan is here, and he is also sent to death.

I hope Yang Fan doesn't come over, brother, it seems that we can only see each other in the next life.

Rumble!

It was at this time that the ban was broken.

The masters of all races began to rush in.

"Kill, slaughter this savage tribe, and don't leave any chickens and dogs."

"Kill them all, the dragon elephant sacred tree of the savage tribe is ours"

"Kill, there must be a lot of fruits from the Dragon Elephant Divine Tree in the treasure house of this savage tribe, and they must all be snatched up."

"Kill all these lowly mudbloods"

The sound of earth-shattering fighting came from countless directions.

A dense crowd of powerhouses of all races rushed in.

"Sons and daughters of the Dragon Slayer Tribe, let's fight bloodily, defend our homeland with our blood" The old man 'drawn' his long knife and roared in grief.

Another burly old man with a scepter was also raising his arms and shouting, "Our lives can be paid, but our dignity cannot be discarded, with our last lives, to defend the homeland of our time"

That was the Great Elder of the Dragon Slaying Tribe, and he was also the elder brother, and the appearance between the two was also somewhat similar, and the Great Elder was also a human immortal-level powerhouse.

Rumble!

A great collision broke out, and the battle was too tragic, with blood splattering and flesh flying.

People are dying constantly, and blood stains the heavens and the earth.

The number of dragon-slaying tribes and the number of masters are all disadvantages, and the strong men of all races are surrounded and killed, and the deaths of the people of the dragon-slaying tribe are extremely heavy, but many people choose to blow themselves up before they die, and they have to drag each other to die together.

Therefore, the dead people of the Dragon Slayer Tribe couldn't even leave their bodies, he was miserable, there were people who blew themselves up everywhere, there were deaths everywhere, or corpses that fell, the thousand people of the Dragon Slayer Tribe lost three or four hundred people in a short time, but the loss of the Ten Thousand Races was also very large, and those who died in the Dragon Slaying Tribe chose to blow themselves up, pulling many masters of the Ten Thousand Races to fall together.

Such a suicidal death made the masters of the ten thousand races tremble a little, and they felt that these people were simply crazy, but the number of the ten thousand races occupied an extremely large advantage, and there were many masters, and the dragon slaying tribe was suppressed very badly, and after half of it disappeared, only two or three hundred people were left in the dragon slaying tribe who were still alive.

"Quack!" There are dozens of golden crows flying in the sky, constantly spewing out the fire of the golden crow to attack the masters of the dragon slaying tribe, these golden crows have also been killed a lot, so the golden crow tribe is very angry, the attack is very strong, the lame father is the elder of the dragon slaying tribe formation, 'fine' through the big array, he trapped the golden crow with the magic of the big array, and then killed the golden crow with the big array, the master of the golden crow clan killed more than a dozen people in a row of the lame father.

"This damn cripple" two of the golden crows of the fairy land rushed coldly, stretched out their sharp claws and grabbed directly towards the cripple father's chest, the speed of the golden crow was too fast, the crippled father wanted to dodge, but was grabbed by a fierce "chest", a large piece of blood "flesh" was caught, the golden crow suddenly waved his tail, the lame father was blasted out, and he coughed up blood in mid-air.

Quack!

And at this moment, the second Golden Crow of the Scattered Immortal Realm also flew over, stretched out its sharp claws and grabbed at the crippled father's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

The lame father felt that death was getting closer and closer, and he had too much unwillingness in his heart, not that he was unwilling to die, but that the dragon slaying tribe was destroyed, he was unwilling, if he died, he could exchange for a glimmer of life for the dragon slaying tribe, so why not die? However, he couldn't see where that glimmer of life was, the lame father took one last look at the world of the war, there were constantly clansmen blowing themselves up, and there were constantly clansmen falling, the dragon slaying tribe, an ancient tribe that had been hidden in the dense forests of Nanzhou since ancient times, was now going to be destroyed, and the lame father couldn't help but shed tears, I'm sorry ancestors, our generation, we have not been able to keep the dragon slaying tribe.

The lame father has sensed that kind of 'yin' cold breath enveloping the whole body, he is going to blow himself up, even if he is dead, he has to pull a cushion on his back, just when the lame father is about to explode himself, suddenly a golden light 'shoots' from the sky, and with a snort, the golden 'colored' arrow light suddenly made the one that was about to use its claws. The golden crow that pierced through his heavenly spirit cover was nailed to death in mid-air, the lame father came back from the dead, his eyes lit up, who saved him, the lame father struggled to stabilize his body, looking into the distance, he saw a young man holding a huge bow, walking in the air, he opened the bow while walking, and the arrow was 'shot' every time he pulled the bow, the energy of heaven and earth would be condensed from all directions, and finally converged into an energy light arrow, and then the energy light arrow was ' Shoot out, dragging a long light tail, if you don't look closely, you will think it is a falling meteor, and the energy light arrow will snort, and it will 'hole' through a golden crow flying in mid-air.

Whoosh...

A light arrow that could only measure was 'shot' by the handsome young man, and the golden crow hovering in mid-air hurriedly dodged, but he couldn't dodge those golden 'colored' light arrows at all, fluttering, accompanied by the sound of 'hole' piercing the body, the golden crow's corpse fell down with a brush, and the lame father looked at the beautiful young man with a shocked 'color', who is he? so young, how can he be so powerful? Why would he rescue the dragon slaying tribe?