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The preparation of the Taihua Sect can be described as not indispensable, and seven magic circles have risen from the altar, all of which are carved in the ancient divine script, which can break through the blockade of the teleportation array.

"Ladies and gentlemen! This battle is about the survival of the human race in the future, please give it a go! "In the magic circle carved by the ancient gods, an old man walked out, with a black 'colored' bamboo cane in his hand, and a layer of innate runes floating around his body, and the power of the Dao rules circulated on the black 'colored' bamboo cane, which was the Venerable Cangao.

"Master!" The eight patriarchs of the Taihua Sect all bowed down, and they had great respect for the Venerable Master Cangao!

"The masters of the Taihua Sect, isn't that!"

"It is the strongest foundation of the Taihua Sect, the existence of the gods!"

"I thought it was just a legend!"

"Cultivator of the Transformation Spirit, there has been no trace of it for thousands of years, the last time there was a Great War at the Transformation God level was when the Spirit Yin Sect was destroyed!" Except for Wang Xinran, everyone was 'chaotic', but they didn't expect a god-level monk to appear.

"It's the Venerable Cangao, it is rumored that he should have fallen three thousand years ago, it turns out that it is all rumors, he has entered the transformation of the gods!"

"Thirteen major sects, which sect 'sect' does not have such an existence, this is the strongest foundation!" Someone muttered that for all monks, the incarnation was an unhearable legend.

It has been a thousand years, and all the gods in the immortal cultivation world have been hidden, and they no longer have contact with the heavy in the immortal cultivation world, and there are even rumors that all the god-transforming monks have ascended to the upper realm and left the world!

Therefore, when the Desolate Ancient Race was born, the Terran was in chaos for a while, and now a large part of the reason for the appearance of the Master Cangao is to stabilize the confidence of the Terran Race, so that the Terran monks can rely on it in their hearts in the war with the Desolate Ancient Race, just like the last position of the Terran Race!

"Everyone, the old man is here to sit, you can kill with peace of mind!" Master Cangao said with a smile.

The corners of Wang Xinran's mouth twitched, he already knew the reason why the gods did not come out, so unless it was the last moment of the human race, the god transformation monk would definitely not make a move, even if it was on the side of the ancient race, this was the bottom line that the two sides could not touch.

Therefore, what the Venerable Master Cangao said now was completely ambiguous and meaningless, and at most it was just to cheer up all the monks on the scene.

However, Master Cangao's words were indeed extremely effective, and everyone's morale was greatly boosted, and they all clamored to wipe out the Holy Land of the Blood Lin Clan.

At this time, Ling Qiushui stood up again, taking advantage of the high momentum of everyone, and distributed the lineup that went to the raid, Taihua Sect left two ancestors in charge, and the others all went out, in groups of two, to fight hand in hand.

To Wang Xinran's surprise, he was actually in a group with the 'female' cultivator named Bai Ning, and took twenty Jiedan monks to a holy place of the Blood Lin Clan.

"Wang Daoyou, please take care of me!" Bai Ning looked charming, and saluted Wang Xinran shallowly, the corners of her eyebrows seemed to be flowing in autumn water, so that Wang Xinran didn't dare to look directly.

"Bai Daoyou laughed and took care of each other!" Wang Xinran also smiled slightly, and then said to Bai Ning, "Bai Daoyou, please!" ”

The two of them slowly stepped into the large array carved by the Ancient Divine Text, and the twenty Jiedan monks who were separated from Wang Xinran also rushed in!

"Ladies and gentlemen! This battle is in a surprise attack, and after the teleportation array is opened, please prepare to fight! The Venerable Master asked again, and then nodded to the monks beside him.

"Buzz ......!" A piercing buzzing sound sounded, and wisps of white light rushed into the sky, opening up from a distance, and it was like seven optimus pillars rising in the Donghua Wonderland.

Wang Xinran urged the spiritual eye to keep his vision in the best state, at this time the teleportation circle had been activated, and Wang Xinran's eyes flowed through the innate runes, if there was no protection of these innate runes, everyone would die in the 'chaos' flow of time and space.

Airplanes......! There was another buzz, and everyone only felt that their bodies were light, and they were free from the huge pressure brought by the teleportation array!

"Kill!" Wang Xinran snorted softly, and two divine lights danced in his eyes!

This is a wild place, surrounded by huge bone towers, not only the monks of the Blood Lin Clan, but also several other vassals and the Ancient Ancient Races of the Blood Lin Clan.

There was an open space ahead, and the Desolate Ancient Race obviously didn't expect the Terrans to take the initiative to attack, and they hadn't figured out what was going on for a while!

But Wang Xinran and the others have already prepared to kill, this is a war, there is no good and evil, right and wrong, it is just for the future living space and status of the clan!

Thundered......! Wang Xinran took the lead in attacking, and a cloud of fire rushed out of the purple gourd, flying to the rear of the Blood Lin Clan, this time Wang Xinran was not fighting alone, and he had to take into account the safety of others, so he directly sprayed the scorching sun and thunder fire to the rear where the Terran monks had arrived, so as not to be injured by mistake!

Rub......! Bai Ning's reaction was not slow, and he sacrificed a blue 'jade' brass mirror, only to see that the treasure mirror 'shot' out of the colorful divine light, with a coercion that people dare not lift.

Where the colorful divine light swept in, whether it was the Blood Lin Clan or other desolate ancient races, they all directly turned into flying ashes, extremely powerful, and it was a spiritual treasure-level existence.

The other twenty Jiedan monks did not dare to attack and kill separately, but they formed a group of battle formations, like a simplified version of the Great Array of the Border Terrans, but their power was also extraordinary.

The twenty people took care of each other and turned into a huge poisonous python, tearing apart the monks of the ancient race little by little, although the speed was not as fast as Wang Xinran and Bai Ning, but it was not too slow.

Wang Xinran's face was cold, without a trace of emotion, this is for the future of the human race, full of blood and killing, there can be no hesitation, otherwise it may be the monks behind him who will die.

Zheng Zheng ......! A sword roar was piercing, and in the purple gourd, one hundred and eight sword lights danced out, and after being tempered by the cold spring, all the sword lights carried a coldness, and the monks of the ancient race who were killed by it were all covered with frost.

The sword light is incomparable, no one can resist it at all, and it is easy to kill the surrounding desolate race monks, which is unbelievable!

"Roar ......!"

"Dare to sneak up on my altar!"

"Ahh Terran ......! Suddenly, several roars exploded, and fierce qi machines flew out from several bone towers, all of which were Yuanying-level powerhouses!

One locked the killing array composed of twenty people, one locked Bai Ning, and the other locked Wang Xinran.

Puff ......! Wang Xinran was not afraid at all, raised his hand, laid down hundreds of Qingluo Diagram Seals, surrounded his body, and the cultivation of the people who came was not weak, and he had entered the late Yuan Infant period, and had broken through dozens of Qingluo Diagram Seals in a row, but after all, he was exhausted and could only withdraw from the territory protected by Qingluo Diagram Seal.

On the other side, Bai Ning was directly torn to pieces by a golden 'colored' qi machine, Wang Xinran was stunned suddenly, but then smiled, it turned out that Bai Ning who was torn into pieces was just an illusion of the green 'jade' brass mirror.

I don't know what kind of secret technique was used, but even the breath and so on were imitated vividly, and even Wang Xinran was bluffed!

The side of the Terran Great Array is not optimistic, the Great Array was almost defeated by a mid-Yuan Infant monk of the Blood Lin Clan, but fortunately, everyone had a good tacit understanding, and they urged several killing moves of the Great Array, which can be able to 'force' the Yuan Infant Monk of the Blood Lin Clan to retreat!

"Terran! How dare you sneak attack our altar! "Confronting Wang Xinran is a monk of the Blood Lin Clan, a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant Period, different from the Blood Lin Clan monk that Wang Xinran met before, this Blood Lin Clan monk has two blood-red 'colored' horns on his head, and it is really like the legendary Qilin True Spirit.

"Humph! No more nonsense! "Wang Xinran didn't give that Blood Lin Clan monk a chance to speak at all, this was a sneak attack, it was sudden, every minute and every second was precious!

Wang Xinran shook his backhand, shook the Qingluo Diagram Seal open, and a purple light flew out of it, stabbing at the Blood Lin Clan's Monk's Sea of Knowledge, and another one hundred and eight sword lights slashed at the Blood Lin Clan Monk who wanted to suppress the Terran Clan's killing array, helping them share the pressure!

Bai Ning is also the same as Wang Xinran, the green 'jade' brass mirror 'shoots' a touch of colorful divine light, enveloping the Yuanying monk in front of him, this Yuanying monk is not from the blood Lin clan, but a master of the ancient race of vassals and the blood Lin clan, the appearance is almost the same as the human race, but there is a 'meat' hole on the forehead, and there is a yellow 'color' smoke.

Wang Xinran glanced at the monk, and then shouted at Bai Ning, "Bai Daoyou, that's a monk of the Ghost Smoke Clan, who is good at urging weird smoke, and be careful!" ”

Wang Xinran found a record about the desolate ancient race in the Lingxiao Ancient Kingdom, so he has a better understanding of the supernatural powers of the desolate ancient race, although Bai Ning didn't know Wang Xinran's experience, but he was still very convinced, and opened the distance between him and the monk of the Ghost Smoke Clan, and a banana fan appeared in his hand, dancing in the wind, guarding against the strange art of the Ghost Smoke Clan.

"There's still time to mind others!" The Blood Lin Clan monk said coldly, the double horns on the top of his head glowed slightly, and then the blood-colored scales on his body grew rapidly.

"Not good!" Wang Xinran said secretly, this is the Blood Lin Clan's urging the True Spirit Reincarnation Technique, if it is allowed to perform it at will, it will be a great danger to himself.

Wang Xinran slapped the purple gourd with one hand, and a purple 'colored' light flew out and gathered together, like a purple 'colored' cloud, which was the purple gold spirit worm.

The purple gold spirit worm continued to hum, and in the blink of an eye, it covered the Blood Lin Clan cultivator, sucking his spiritual power, hindering the urging of the True Spirit Reincarnation Technique.

Shout......! The reality of Zi Tiange in Wang Xinran's hand turned into a purple mang, directly penetrating the Purple Mansion of the Blood Lin Clan monk, and this Blood Lin Clan monk didn't expect Wang Xinran to be so strong, coupled with the Purple Gold Spirit Worm restraining his True Spirit Reincarnation Technique, he didn't come to use his real magic power in a hurry, and Wang Xinran penetrated the Purple Mansion, and even the Yuan Ying was shattered, and he couldn't escape.

"What? That's royalty! "The Blood Lin Clan monk who was suppressed by the One Hundred and Eight Dao couldn't believe that the Blood Lin Clan monk who was killed by Wang Xinran turned out to be the royal family of the Blood Lin Clan!

Zheng Zheng! The wind and clouds protruded, the sword light flowed, and the Terran killing array urged a 'gate' extremely strong secret technique, knocking this Blood Lin Clan monk out, and Wang Xinran's sword light followed and slashed up, and a scorching sun thunder fire also blasted out from Wang Xinran's hand!

On the other side, Bai Ning also had a tacit understanding, and the colorful divine light of the green 'jade' brass mirror also split into a wisp to chase and kill the monks of the Blood Lin Clan.

Burst......! This Blood Lin Clan monk was directly covered by the colorful divine light, and the 'flesh' body began to melt, and Wang Xinran's sword light also drilled into the divine light, strangling for a while, just like that, the two Yuanying monks of the Blood Lin Clan fell one after another in more than a hundred breaths!