The three Golden Crow Souls confronted the strong men of this generation of the Golden Crow Clan, and the air on the battlefield was vibrating, forming a circle of ripples rippling towards the surroundings.

The next moment, the three Golden Crow Revenant Souls led the army of Revenant Souls to rush towards the Golden Crows with wings spread in the air again, and the battle began again with a roar.

Countless revenants rushed to the side of those golden crows desperately and began to bite, even though the dancing flames on the golden crow's body continued to cause damage to them, these revenants still rushed madly towards the dazzling golden light.

The three Golden Crow Souls also joined the fight, and blazing flames erupted.

The middle-aged man's eyes showed solemnity, they came this time to get back the Dementor Flag, but now their group was at a disadvantage, he looked back at Ye Chen, his eyes flickering.

The soul flag beside Ye Chen swayed in the void, and in the eyes of the middle-aged man, as long as Ye Chen was dealt with, this battle would be over, and those clansmen who were besieged by the dead souls would naturally be rescued.

After making a decision, the middle-aged man's eyes looked at Ye Chen.

At this moment, the longbow in Ye Chen's hand let out a sound of contention, the bowstring was pulled open again, and a bursting breath came.

This time, two crimson arrows appeared on the longbow, Ye Chen's face was covered with a strange layer of red, the muscles on his arms burst out like a dragon, the qi and blood in Ye Chen's body were surging like a torrent, and the cyan copper bow trembled as if it was overwhelmed.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's breathing quietly became rapid, and his heart instantly became vigilant, and a dangerous aura of life and death crisis permeated his heart.

The blood in the middle-aged man's body turned into a strange golden, and this golden blood burned like a flame, and even a beating golden flame appeared on his body.

A little golden streamer appeared in the center of the middle-aged man's pupils, exuding an icy aura, and purple thunderballs appeared on the long knife in his hand, and terrifying power was brewing in it.

Ye Chen sneered, and the next moment, the finger that pulled the bowstring moved lightly, and in an instant, the two arrows on the cyan copper bow shot out instantly.

After the cyan bronze bow flew out, it trembled violently, and a violent anti-shock force was transmitted to Ye Chen's body, and the violent anti-shock force continued to cause damage in his body, and the qi and blood in Ye Chen's body also became ups and downs.

Ye Chen took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the tyrannical aura in his body.

At the same time, the two arrows streaked through the night like meteors, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the middle-aged man's body.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, as if facing a great enemy, the hurricane swept by the two arrows swept in his face, and the middle-aged man's long hair flew and his clothes hunted.

His heart beat like a drum, he bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the long knife in his hand was instantly red after being stained with blood, like molten iron.

The beating purple thunderballs on the long knife were even more mutated at this moment, and the thunderballs rose into the sky, rushed into the clouds, and went straight to the sky.

In an instant, the wind and snow were rioting, the black clouds above the sky rolled, lightning and thunder, and the lightning of arm thickness split into the void, and then exploded, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

Ye Chen looked up, the sky at this moment was extremely irritable, as if a thunderstorm was about to fall.

In the face of the fierce arrows, the middle-aged man suddenly waved his knife and held it high above his head, and at this moment, the thunder and lightning in the sky seemed to be guided, and they all gathered towards the long knife.

A huge thunderball appeared above the middle-aged man's head.

The next moment, the middle-aged man slashed down with his knife and swung towards the arrows that were coming from him.

The huge thunderball collided with the arrows, and the thunderous explosion roared instantly, and the two arrows exploded, and the red blood-colored storm swept around, and the purple thunderballs were torn apart, and the thunder arcs jumped and exploded in all directions.

A large crater appeared in the center of the explosion, and a raging hurricane swept in all directions.

The middle-aged man's figure instantly flew towards the back, like a kite with a broken string.

With a muffled thud, the middle-aged man fell to the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth.

The middle-aged man struggled to get up, his body covered with exploding scars, and his clothes were torn in large pieces.

After getting up, the middle-aged man staggered forward, and the ground in front of him was already devastated, and there were traces of explosions everywhere.

At this time, on the battlefield not far away, a golden crow swooped down towards a member of the Golden Crow tribe, and its golden claws poked out towards the tribesman of the Golden Crow tribe.

The sharp claws instantly passed through the chest of this Golden Crow clansman, and the face of this Golden Crow clansman was like ashes, the breath on his body was constantly becoming weak, and a sense of death was spreading on his body.

The people of the Jinwu tribe who were surrounded by the army of revenants were covered with scars, and everyone's spirits were sluggish and their breath was weak.

The army of revenants has also been severely damaged by the people of these Golden Crows, and many of them have been wiped out or become extremely weak, and have returned to the Dementor Banner.

This fight is also a tug-of-war, and the comparison is the endurance of both sides.

The three Golden Crow souls in the sky soared in the air, their sharp eyes staring at the people of the Golden Crow Clan, waiting for an opportunity to move, looking for the next target to hunt.

The golden crow turned into a golden crow by the people of the Jin Crow clan showed hideousness, and the killing intent in his eyes seemed to turn into substance.

Ye Chen looked at everything in front of him, the middle-aged man was already injured, and his clansmen were also surrounded by the souls of the dead, and the outcome of this fight seemed to be clear.

Ye Chen's gaze looked at the group of revenants, and he gently exhaled a long breath, although many of the revenants had been completely wiped out, and the number of revenants in the dementor banner had plummeted again, but as long as he could kill this group of people from the Golden Crow clan, he would be able to increase a group of powerful revenants.

Ye Chen clenched his fists, as if everything was under control.

The middle-aged man's eyes showed desolation, and he didn't care about the injuries on his body now, allowing a trace of blood to flow from those wounds.

He let out a silent sigh, a look of helplessness in his eyes.

Their group of clansmen of the Golden Crow Clan came with the mission of the Demon King Palace, and they also came with their determination to take revenge, but now, these obsessions have been shattered in the face of absolute strength, torn apart, and difficult to recover.

At this moment, the middle-aged man let out a hiss, which was the secret word of their Golden Crow Clan, and only their Golden Crow Clan understood the meaning.

Hearing this chirp, the Jinwu clansmen all looked stunned, and at the same time looked up at the middle-aged man, their eyes showing disbelief.

The hoarse sound meant to get them out of the battlefield