The old man of the Golden Crow clan was instantly pierced by the spear, and a bloody blood hole appeared in the position of his chest, and drops of golden blood dripped from the wound.

There was an infinite desolation in his eyes, and he was filled with grief.

The flame burning on the old man of the Golden Crow clan gradually extinguished, and the faint death qi that flowed from his originally vigorous body was gradually getting worse with the passage of time.

Ye Chen, who was in the sea of fire, looked at the old man of the Jinwu clan, the solemn color on his face slowly disappeared, and his face was calm.

Ye Chen's heart moved, and the spear that flew out returned to his hand again.

Ye Chen looked sideways at the spear in his hand composed of the entire thunder pool, and the thunder arc swam in the spear, rioting.

After this spear pierced the old man of the Golden Crow Clan, the thunder power accumulated in the spear had weakened a lot, but at this time, the spear still exuded a palpitating power.

The death qi in the old man's body of the Golden Crow clan has become even stronger, and the ancient Golden Crow bloodline on his body has also been exhausted, at this time he is like an old man in the twilight, and he will eventually die.

The old man of the Golden Crow Clan looked down at the demon clan people on the battlefield, and his eyes showed a deep sense of sadness

The city lord of Tianshui City quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and the hanging stone in his heart finally landed at this time.

Li Ziyang among the barbarian guards and the three of them looked at Ye Chen in the sky, with a look of respect in their eyes, the three of them knew that the battle between Ye Chen and the old man of the Golden Crow Clan was won by Ye Chen.

Everyone of the demon clan looked at the scarred body of the old man of the Golden Crow clan in the sky, and they fell into an infinite silence, and everyone's eyes showed a sad color.

On this battlefield in front of Tianshui Town, the Jinwu clan was led to attack the Great Wall of the border region, but now that the leaders of the Jinwu clan have been killed, what should they do next, everyone was instantly panicked and at a loss.

The saddest of all were the people of the Golden Crow, who watched as the leader of their clan was slain, but they could not do anything, and their hearts were filled with a deep sense of worry.

The old man of the Golden Crow clan withdrew his hand and glanced at the battlefield, then looked at Ye Chen in front of him, he took a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out.

He clearly knew that he didn't have much time left, the death qi on his body was getting stronger and stronger, and his life force was constantly decreasing, the old man of the Golden Crow Clan sighed helplessly, and a miserable smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, the old man of the Golden Crow Clan suddenly looked up at Ye Chen, his eyes showed the last hideous color, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

The figure of the old man of the Golden Crow Clan suddenly rushed towards Ye Chen, his speed was even faster than before, but the corners of his mouth kept flowing a trace of blood, and the dead qi on his body instantly burst out, enveloping his whole body, and a rich black qi emanated from the old man's body.

The old man of the Golden Crow clan who rushed towards Ye Chen laughed wildly, not caring at all about the death intent that erupted on his body, and his face showed a happy look.

He desperately threw a punch at Ye Chen, although the power of this punch was no longer the peak punch, but this punch was the last punch of the old man of the Jinwu clan, the most enjoyable punch in his life.

Ye Chen stood quietly in place, looking at the approaching old man of the Golden Crow Clan, in Ye Chen's eyes, the current old man of the Golden Crow Clan had lost his strength at his peak, and now he relied on the will to die unwillingly.

Ye Chen let out a cold snort, "Let me send you on your last ride, don't worry, I won't let go of any of the people of the entire Golden Crow Clan!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Chen waved the spear in his hand, pointing directly at the old man of the Golden Crow clan who rushed towards him.

Ye Chen's figure was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he met the old man of the Golden Crow clan who rushed towards him.

A thunderbolt slashed through the void, and the spear in Ye Chen's hand stabbed fiercely towards the old man of the Golden Crow Clan.

A thunderous explosion erupted in the air, and the thunder on the spear slashed towards the old man of the Golden Crow Clan.

The eyes of the barbarians and demons looked at the dazzling thunder in the sky.

The old man of the Golden Crow Clan was instantly overwhelmed by countless thunderbolts, and the power of the violent thunder slashed at the old man of the Golden Crow Clan, roaring and exploding.

The old man of the Golden Crow clan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his body stopped abruptly in the air, his spirit was even more sluggish, and his body was already covered with traces left after being slashed by thunder.

The old man of the Golden Crow clan stood in the void, his figure began to slowly dissipate, turning into a little spiritual light and disappearing into the air, and the surrounding sea of fire also disappeared with his disappearance.

At the last moment of his disappearance, he looked at the people of the demon clan, and he opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say that the army of these demon clans should be withdrawn, but in the end he still didn't say anything.

Ye Chen looked at the figure of the old man of the Jinwu clan slowly disappearing, his face was calm, and he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

After the barbarian guards in the battlefield saw the figure of the old man of the Golden Crow Clan disappear, their eyes showed a look of excitement, the strongest of the Golden Crow Clan had been killed, and the remaining demon clan powerhouses were no longer able to make any splashes.

The eyes of the city lord of Tianshui City once again showed a fierce battle intent, now that the demon clan on this battlefield has no leader, and the demon clan's military spirit has suffered heavy losses, it is the most suitable time to fight back.

Everyone of the demon clan looked at the old man of the Golden Crow clan who slowly dissipated in the sky, and there was a desolate look in everyone's eyes, and the old man of the Golden Crow clan still failed to win this battle in the end.

Soon there was a new problem for the people of the demon clan, this attack was led by the Golden Crow Clan, but now that the leader of the Golden Crow Clan has been killed, what should they do next.

The many demon beasts on the battlefield became a little flustered and lost their goals.

Ye Chen grabbed the void in front of him, and the dementor banner was grasped in his hand.

He waved the Dementor Banner in his hand, and a burst of extremely thick black mist rose into the sky, and the world in the Dementor Banner instantly emitted a crazy roar, just like a ferocious ghost.

The feathers on the Dementor Banner collided together with a crisp jingling sound.

This sound echoed around, as if it was summoning spirits, and soon in the void, where the old man of the Golden Crow clan dissipated, a faint golden crow gradually condensed, and the body of this golden crow was somewhat transparent, as if it would dissipate as soon as the wind blew.

Ye Chen pointed at the golden crow.

Jin Wu's eyes showed a look of confusion, and he subconsciously flew towards Ye Chen and landed on Ye Chen's shoulder.

Ye Chen looked sideways.

There are a lot of scars on this golden crow's body, and the feathers are all incomplete and fragmented, and the breath is extremely weak, like a candle flame, which will dissipate when the wind blows.

The soul of this old man of the Golden Crow tribe has been severely damaged.