On the barren land, the wind and snow whimpered and swayed, the earth was full of corpses, and scarlet blood was sprinkled on the snow, which was shocking.

This crippling snow has been falling for a long time, and there has never been such a heavy snow in the borderlands, and the bones in the wilderness have been buried by the wind and snow.

Above the land of the demon clan, an old man sitting cross-legged looked at a quaint bronze mirror in front of him, and the picture in the bronze mirror was strange and unpredictable

He looked at Ye Chen's tall body in the picture and muttered to himself, "Could it really be that the ancient gods are in the world?" ”

At this moment, the picture in the bronze mirror changed, and a ripple rippled on the mirror.

In the picture, next to a huge pit in Ye Chen, the corpse of the old man in green shirt is being swallowed by the flames, and a soul flag appears in Ye Chen's hand, and the soul of Candle Jiuyin is included in the soul flag.

This scene was reflected in the old man sitting cross-legged, and his eyes flashed with coldness.

At the beginning, one of the purposes of the Golden Crow Clan on this battlefield was to recapture the Dementor Flag, but in the end, the patriarch of the Golden Crow Clan was killed by the person in the picture, and now the patriarch of the Candle Jiuyin Clan went to save the situation, but he didn't expect that it was still killed in the end, and he was completely annihilated in the world.

Thinking of this, the old man sitting cross-legged showed a desolate look in his eyes, this was the last time the old man in green shirt made a move for the demon clan, but he didn't expect to leave his life on the battlefield this time.

He reached out and waved his hand at the bronze mirror, and the picture in the bronze mirror rippled, and the scene in the picture changed again.

In the picture, a giant standing tall in the sky stepped on the earth with his feet, and he fell from the sky with a punch, knocking the old man in green shirt down from the sky and blasting it to the earth......

Seeing this, the old man sitting cross-legged with a serious expression, and his eyes showed doubts, "Could it be that the ancient gods have really appeared on the land of the barbarians again?" ”

Soon, the old man sitting cross-legged shook his head lightly and vetoed himself, "No, the inheritance of the ancient gods has long disappeared from the barbarian land, and no one can become an ancient god. ”

The old man sitting cross-legged had a firm and powerful voice, and he suddenly looked up at the void in the distance, his eyes confused, "Could it be that the ancient gods will really appear again on the land of barbarians?" ”

There was still a bit of disbelief in the voice of the cross-kneeled old man, the ancient gods have disappeared since ancient times, and the inheritance of the ancient gods has also disappeared, so the barbarian power has weakened, and the demon clan has the confidence to attack the barbarian land.

After a while, the old man sitting cross-legged restrained his expression and calmed down, and he looked at the picture in the bronze mirror with great concentration.

After the patriarch of the Candle Jiuyin clan was killed, no one on that battlefield could continue to fight against Ye Chen, which also meant that in that battlefield in Tianshui Town, the war between the barbarians and the demon clan had ended, and the barbarians had won.

The old man sitting cross-legged in the void frowned, he looked at the situation on the entire battlefield, he knew what the result of Tianshui Town's victory and defeat represented, and this result would affect the pattern change of the entire battlefield.

This battlefield in Tianshui Town is the first place on the entire battlefield to end the battle, and it will affect the direction of the entire battlefield.

The old man sitting cross-legged pondered, now that the barbarians in front of Tianshui Town have won the victory, if they don't send troops to support, the troops on this battlefield will definitely send troops to other battlefields, and the pressure on their demon clan will be increasing.

The old man's eyes showed a hint of thought, after the patriarch of the Candle Jiuyin clan was killed by Ye Chen, the situation of this war was gradually unfavorable to their demon clan, and their demon clan was being suppressed.

After a while, a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the old man sitting cross-legged, now the demon clan is gradually falling behind, and the only way to crack it is to speed up the progress of this war and divide a winner as soon as possible.

The old man sitting cross-legged had a thought, and a nimble crow crossed the sky and came to the old man's side, and the crow stirred its wings and landed on the old man's shoulder.

The old man sitting cross-legged turned his head to look at the crow on his shoulder, his lips moved slightly, and he said obscure words, and after a few moments, the crow spread its wings and flew towards the sky, and then flew in the direction of the Great Wall of the Frontier at a very fast speed.

The old man sitting cross-legged muttered softly: "Ink marks, you should also make a move, our demon clan is already at a critical juncture." ”

The whimper of the cold wind sounded in the void, and the old man gave orders one by one, and with the issuance of these orders, all the means hidden by the demon clan at this time were about to appear on the battlefield, and the most intense time of the war was coming.

The crow flying in the air passed through the clouds and finally came to a small town on the Great Wall of the Borderlands, and at this moment, the town's guards had already rushed to the battlefield to resist the demon army, and the town seemed a little quiet.

In one of the courtyards, a burly man with a wolf's tooth necklace around his neck stepped out of the house, and his eyes were flat when he looked at the crow that had landed on the branch of a tree.

The black crow stood on the branch and let out a crisp cry, and after a moment, Inkmark nodded lightly and let out a sigh, "This moment has finally come." ”

The crow on the branch spread its wings and flew high into the air, and the ink mark stood in place in a daze, his face silent.

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The barren land, with snow piled up in the wilderness, was in tatters, with deep pits and fissures all over the ground, and the trees around it were broken off one after another.

Shi Yan, a barbarian man in armor, was fighting a man wearing an imperial crown against each other, and the rifts in the earth were caused by the battle between the two.

At this moment, the figure of the man wearing the imperial crown suddenly stepped back, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

Shi Yan's gaze looked in a certain direction, and after perceiving it for a moment, he laughed wildly, "The aura of your Candle Nine Yin Clan Patriarch has disappeared on the battlefield, and you must have been killed. ”

Shi Yan had a smile on his face, "That old man has always hoped that the Candle Jiuyin clan would be able to break away from the demon clan, and he probably didn't expect him to die on the battlefield." ”

After hearing this, the face of the man wearing the imperial crown became even more ugly, he looked at Shi Yan, he didn't know who else in the barbarian clan could kill the patriarch of the Candle Jiuyin clan besides the barbarian general.

The man wearing the imperial crown said with a cold face: "I didn't expect that you barbarians still have strong people hidden. ”

An unfathomable smile appeared on Shi Yan's face, and he said softly: "The masters of the barbarian land are like clouds, and your demon clan is doomed to lose this war." ”