In an instant, it has reached thousands of miles.

Standing in mid-air in black clothes, the raging flames emitted by the Northern King Sword attracted the attention of all the elves.

Suddenly, a deep shout came from the black crowd.

"We came only to kill one person, I heard that in your field, there are people who have taken the forbidden road."

As the words fell, a person stepped out, with snow and frost, but he was in good spirits.

Being the first to speak means that in this group of troops, it has a certain status.

"That person is me."

Yebei said indifferently.

When the silver-haired old man heard this, a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect this man to be so young.

"I really didn't expect it, just Jin Se Hua Nian, he has already touched the law of force, if you are allowed to cultivate, it will be a big disaster!"

For such words, Yebei has heard too much.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a sneer.

"Since you know that I have mastered the law of strength, you still dare to come, one by one, is it too long, and you have lived enough?"

The deep voice could not hide the meaning of frivolity.

"Hehe......"

"Young people really don't know the height of the sky, the realm you have touched is at most the realm of the spirit gods."

The silver-haired old man couldn't help but speak, and it was difficult to hide his disdain.

Originally, I thought that the other party was an old man who had been cultivating for many years, but today, with so many people, if even this hairy boy can't be killed, it will be a great shame.

Then he smiled and said: "The frog at the bottom of the well does not know the ambition of the bird." ”

"Old and talented, you have reached the realm of Xuanji, it is enough to deal with you."

When the words fell, he was ready to shoot with a burst of strength.

It's just that in an instant, someone is dissatisfied.

"Elder Liang, what you said, could it be that we came here this time, and we are all sparring partners?"

"That's it, Elder Liang, you are not authentic, don't think that we respect you for three points, just rely on the old and sell the old! In the realm of Xuanji, you are not alone! ”

The crowd shouted.

For one reason alone, whoever obtains the body of this person is qualified to set foot in the desolate land.

This is also the ultimate goal of everyone, and it is also the only opportunity to break through their limits.

The desolate land is naturally accessible, but if there is no approval from the clansmen, it will be reduced to a casual cultivator.

In the desolate land, a casual cultivator, without the protection of his own clansmen's forces, is afraid that he will not be able to survive even a day.

What they need is the resources of the clan.

At the same time, Luo Feng and others led 40,000 soldiers to arrive.

"Damn, those shrunken turtles, don't dare to come here."

Sheng Hu scolded and scolded, and the people he was referring to were naturally Xuan Ziliang, Emperor Yantian, and Han Qingning, the valley lord of the Mirror Moon Valley.

"It doesn't matter."

Yebei didn't want these people to be involved.

What they want is their lives, not their faith, and they don't have this duty.

"We only need your life, and the rest of us can get out."

The silver-haired old man named Liang Lao looked at the forty thousand soldiers who came forward, his eyes full of disdain.

"Old miscellaneous hair, you toad wants to swallow the sky, what a big breath, come, let your tiger grandpa warm up with you first, so as not to flash to your old waist later."

Sheng Hu shook the Divine Sword in his hand, the blade was as black as ink, and there was a red gold light surging in it, obviously adding dragon scales and reforging it.

Not only Sheng Hu and a few people, in 90 days, the swords used by 40,000 soldiers were all reforged.

Otherwise, Yebei would not have let the soldiers fight easily.

Only with a sharp blade in hand can there be more hope for survival.

Only after the battle of life and death can the strength of the soldiers break through quickly.

This is something that no spirit herb pill can give.

"Since you want my life so much, then I'll start with you first."

When the words fell, the North King Dao Mang increased by seven points.

"Hmph, it's really unashamed!"

Hearing this, it was exactly what the silver-haired old man wanted, so that he would have a single chance to kill the other party.

As long as the other party's body is obtained, the goal has been achieved.

As for this group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, it was not his goal in the first place, so leave it to the rest of the people to kill and play.

In an instant, the silver-haired old man burst out with all his strength, and the blue light was unique to the elf clan.

"Ten Thousand Wood Vine!"

Airplanes!

With a loud shout, the strength of the withered old palms surged, turning into vines and sweeping towards the night north.

The night north stepped into the void, not moving at all.

The other party's gesture like a big one made the silver-haired old man sneer.

As long as you are trapped by your own ten thousand tree vines, it means that death has come.

It's just that the next moment, a scene that frightened him appeared.

Before the vines could get close to him, they scattered with the wind.

"What?!"

The silver-haired old man couldn't help but be stunned.

Such a strange sight he had never experienced in his life.

Immediately afterwards, with the blooming of the crimson sword, he suddenly felt the monstrous power and shrouded down.

"Kill you with a knife to strengthen my soldiers."

The indifferent voice fell, like the voice of death.

A knife fell, and a strong wind rose.

The silver-haired old man suddenly felt the breath of death, and desperately released the barrier, trying to resist this blow.

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and the barrier cracked.

The speed at which the Northern King Knife fell did not decrease, and it directly split it in half, and the high temperature of the flames emitted by the blade turned its body, along with the Yuan Shen, into a cloud of blood mist.

With just one knife, the so-called Xuanji Realm was killed by Yebei in seconds.

His strength is far inferior to the power of a remnant soul in the Nine Songs, what do you let him resist.

For a moment, there was silence.

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

The next moment, a suona sound resounded through the sky as abruptly as a life-urging song.

"Kill!"

Chu Tianhe held the suona in his left hand, pulled out the sword at his waist with his right hand, stepped out, and led 10,000 soldiers to impact the crowd.

"Kill!"

"Kill!!"

Suddenly, everyone followed.

The Great War, completely broke out.

Yebei doesn't need to be controlled, with the leadership of the lonely defeated Tianluo Feng and a few of them, the soldiers will deal with all kinds of complicated situations.

All he had to do was kill the 100 patriarchs.

However, it is not easy to kill it.

You must know that these hundred patriarchs, each of them, is equivalent to the strength of the previous step of the star, and the strength of many of them is much higher than that of the step of the star.

But Yebei had no choice, only in this way could the casualties of the soldiers be controlled to a minimum.

Nowadays, there are not many opportunities for such a life-and-death battle.

Soldiers, you need to experience to improve.

The fall of the silver-haired old man made everyone's hearts palpitate, but he would never be tied.

The absolute crushing of the number of people made them believe that the final victory must belong to them.

As for who can finally obtain this person's body and get the opportunity to go to the desolate land, it depends on their own ability and luck.

300,000 troops, 40,000 soldiers.

The killing has begun, and the heavens and the earth are shaking.

Needless to say, the lonely defeated Tiansheng Tiger naturally chose the strong to fight, so that the soldiers could suffer as little devastating blow as possible.

However, every second, countless bodies fell from the sky.

In this battle, the winner lives, and the loser dies!

Hmmm-

Above the sky, the sword swept down like a thunderbolt, directly bombarding the elven army.

Just one sword can kill at least a thousand people.

The sudden scene made the elves couldn't help but look at it.

I saw that above the void, a white-clothed figure, holding a seven-foot long sword, stepped into the air and fell.

"You shouldn't, let the soldiers participate!"

The beautiful face was as cold as ice, and the tone was even more mixed with anger.

Gu Moli didn't understand why Yebei let the soldiers participate in this unequal battle, if it was before, he would never do this.

This is to send the soldiers to their deaths!

"As my soldiers, they have no choice."

Yebei swung out a knife, and there was no fluctuation on his face.

Hearing this, the anger on Gu Moli's face was even worse.

Even if the night north is demonic and his temperament changes greatly, he should never regard the lives of the soldiers as a mustard!

However, the next sentence made her change color instantly.

"When I live, I can protect them for a while, and after I die, who will protect them for the rest of my life."

"Only ...... Themselves. ”

Yebei looked up and looked at each other.

Gu Moli hurriedly looked sideways, his eyes faintly reddened, and he couldn't look directly at that gaze.

With her understanding of Yebei, she could already hear the meaning contained in these words.

Yebei knows that his time is running out.

The heart demon will gradually devour his will until it becomes a real bloodthirsty demonic beast......