In the secret realm of the Winged Terran, all the great arrays of the Winged Terran were put into operation.

One by one, the essence was taken out of the treasure trove.

The major masters also gathered in a hurry.

The battle for the survival of the Winged Terrans is about to begin.

"Ang~"

Wang Yu stepped on the huge Kunpeng and rushed in directly.

On the opposite side is the Winged People who are waiting for battle.

"How dare he?"

There was a look of surprise on everyone's faces.

They originally thought that Wang Yu would gather troops and then attack the small world.

I didn't expect him to come in alone.

"Kill! Kill him. ”

The Winged People clan operated many formations, activated all kinds of backgrounds, and launched all kinds of terrifying attacks on Wang Yu.

In an instant, the sky was purple and red.

Countless attacks converged into a torrent and slashed towards Wang Yu.

The Xuanyuan Sword in Wang Yu's hand, the spiritual power surging wildly, and in the sky, the Dao Dao Sword fell down.

The golden light shines on the heavens and the earth.

The tip of the sword rotated, and the sword qi turned into shape, turning into countless qi swords, tearing the sky and the earth.

A million sword tricks are invincible sword tricks.

It's just that Wang Yu's previous opponents were very tough, so they are very chicken.

Now he is facing these miscellaneous fish of the Winged Human Race, and with the Xuanyuan Sword body in his hand, he can urge the Xuanyuan Sword to his heart's content.

A large number of air swords were fired wildly like a storm.

In the sky of the Winged People, a golden rain of swords fell.

Buildings were destroyed, and civilians were killed.

The end of the Winged People has come.

"Kill! Kill him, kill him at all costs. ”

Seeing the tragic deaths of a large number of clansmen, the eyes of the masters of the Winged People clan were red.

They clenched the weapons in their hands and rushed towards Wang Yu desperately.

A cold glint flashed in Wang Yu's eyes, the sword qi around him was vertical and horizontal, the golden light of the dragon god's armor flickered, and he held his sword to meet it.

Slaughter!

It was a real bloody massacre, and the battle was one-sided.

Wang Yu was like a killing god, frantically harvesting the lives of the Winged Human Race.

Everyone equalized the robes and suppressed the cultivation of those old antiques, and the Xuanyuan Sword slashed everything.

The Winged People clan, no one can resist the terrifying Wang Yu.

One by one, they fell from the sky.

"Devil! He's the devil! ”

Many of the winged people were terrified.

It's horrible!

They all knew that Wang Yu was very strong, but they didn't expect him to be so strong.

Is this Tianjiao?

They are a family of dignified winged people, who have stood on the mainland for countless years, and have infinite heritage.

It's not that they didn't think that they would perish, but they didn't think that they would be destroyed by one person!

Times have really changed.

"It's so strong."

Yi Wushuang looked up at Wang Yu, his face turned pale, and he even subconsciously took two steps back.

In the face of Wang Yu, he didn't even have the courage to make a move.

He never thought that the gap between Wang Yu and him would be so huge.

"Run! Open the escape channel, let the seeds in the clan leave as soon as possible, and if you can go one by one, my wing human race cannot be wiped out. ”

Wing Wushuang decisively ordered.

There was no power left to stop Wang Yu.

You can only run away.

"Dragon's Rope!"

In the sky, Wang Yu split a winged human ancestor in half.

Once again, the Dragon's Rope was sacrificed.

Urged by spiritual power, the dragon rope turned into infinite golden chains in the air, locking the winged man.

The purpose of his attack this time was not to kill the Winged Terrans, but to get the wings of the Winged Terrans, and he wanted to keep the Winged Terrans in captivity and let them provide a steady stream of fresh wings for Ah Xue.

"Run? All the escape routes have been blocked by me, where can you escape? ”

While slashing and killing the ancestor, Wang Yu urged the Qilin Sonic Wave Gong:

"I am the Lord of the Xuanyuan Sword, commanding the divine warriors and horses, under one person, above ten thousand people, have you escaped from the palm of my hand?

Kneel, surrender, be my food, I will spare your lives, all I want is wings, or else! There is no mercy for killing. ”

As soon as these words came out, the Winged Terrans, who were ready to be thorough, stopped.

Even some of the ancestors of the Winged Human Race had a little turmoil in their hearts.

Yes!

All Wang Yu wanted was their wings.

Removing the wings, if done in the right way, will not harm their lives.

But in this case, all their pride, their faith, and even their glory will be shattered.

Their proud winged people will be the laughing stock of the world.

Under the Nine Springs, how do they face the ancestors and the ancestors!

"I'd rather break the jade than destroy it, kill it!"

"We are the winged people on high, we are servants of the gods, and even the gods cannot allow us to be fed."

"For glory! War! ”

"Burn my soul, spiritual power blessing!"

"Kill! No matter how strong he is, his spiritual power cannot be endless, drain him, and then shatter it into thousands of pieces. ”

"You want my Winged Terran to be your food? When your spiritual power is exhausted, you will share your flesh and blood with your people. ”

One by one, the winged human race was enraged, and they urged the secret technique of two injuries to strengthen their spiritual power, and they wanted to play with Wang Yu.

However, it was all in vain.

Wang Yu held the Xuanyuan sword, and his spiritual power was cathartic without money, one sword at a time, and the blood flowed like a river.

And his spiritual power has never shown signs of exhaustion.

"How is that possible? Is his spiritual power endless? ”

"No way, absolutely impossible."

"Oh my God! Why, why is this happening? ”

"God, do you really want to kill my winged people?

The wings are about to collapse.

They burned their souls and fought with their lives, just to consume Wang Yu alive.

However, until now, at the cost of countless lives, Wang Yu is still alive and well.

On the other hand, they were almost killed by Wang Yu.

He's just a monk in the mortal realm!

How is it possible to possess such a huge amount of spiritual power?

"If Tianjiao can be understood by the logic of normal people, can it still be called Tianjiao?"

Wang Yu cut off a winged human master with a sword, and his body erupted with a power that could not be better than others:

"Don't you know who you're up against?"

So Wang Yu's spiritual power, is it endless?

So to speak!

Now that he has achieved great achievements, the Tai Chi Sutra is based on the five spirit beads, and he can continuously extract spiritual power from them and turn it into his own use.

As long as Wang Yu's consumption rate is lower than the absorption rate, then he is a perpetual motion machine.

You can unleash the spiritual power in your body to your heart's content.

There is a Xuanyuan sword in his hand, a dragon god battle armor on his body, plus the blessing of various physiques and defensive spiritual arts.

Wang Yu almost got the strongest spear and the strongest shield.

Plus endless spiritual power.

It's so desperate.

At this time, the Winged Terran was like the Blue Star Terran had been invaded by a mecha.

There is no possibility of resistance at all.

One person destroys one clan!

This time, Wang Yu not only wants to make the Wingman clan his ingredients, but also establishes his undefeated image, making himself a terrifying existence that makes people tremble when he mentions it.

(End of chapter)