It can be seen that in the Hundred Ethnic Alliance, some powerful alien races are frantically fleeing backwards, flowing like rain, and in the Hundred Ethnic Alliance, countless alien races fell to the ground, and some didn't even have time to make a scream, and they were directly turned into ashes.

"Sword up!"

With a loud shout that shook the sky, the sword light rose to the sky, and the Hundred Clans Alliance finally saw that the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect had thousands of sword cultivators and a thousand swords in unison, but this time it was not the ordinary incarnation realm sword cultivators of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, but all of them were sword cultivators of the Fetal Breath Realm, and the number was larger and stronger.

Tens of thousands of disciples of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect's Fetal Breath Realm, under the joint fire of ten thousand swords, even if it is a ghost king-level alien power, it can only flee in a hurry, and dare not easily resist, there are several ghost king-level powers in the Hundred Clans Alliance who do not believe in evil, and rise from below, and directly meet the falling sword light, ten thousand sword lights folded, and after a dazzling sword light flashed, there were still those ghost king-level alien bodies in the air, and they didn't even have time to escape from a trace of divine sense, and they were smashed on the spot by those sword lights and their bodies, and dissipated directly between heaven and earth。

The sword light was castrated, and it fell in the alliance of the hundred clans with a bang, and as the sword qi exploded, the heads of countless alien races rose into the sky, and the blood of the hundred clans of different colors was suddenly sprinkled all over the ground.

However, it was not the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect that made the Hundred Clans Alliance suffer greater losses, but the Flame Palace of the Eastern Wilderness of the Bitter Realm!

They gave full play to their advantages, tens of thousands of heavenly fires that fell from the sky, and they burst directly at the moment they fell, countless splashing flames, mixed with terrifying high temperatures, frantically burning everything around, I don't know how many alien races were vaporized on the spot at the high temperature of these flames, and the fire was connected into a piece, and the breath quickly swept away towards the other alien races around, the smoke was billowing and screaming.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the flames are burning the sky, the wind is rolling in the clouds, the wood and stone are rolling, and the alliance army of the hundred tribes at this moment, just like the crops under the farmer's sickle in the autumn harvest season, is ruthlessly harvested, and falls down one by one.

As soon as the battle began, there were corpses all over the field!

Wei Wuji stood on the treetops of the mountaintop, he looked like a hurricane passing by, the army of the Eastern Wilderness swept past the alliance of the hundred races, countless alien races fell on the road they passed, he couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart, a sense of pride in being a human race!

This is the army of my Terran Race in the Bitter Realm! This is the Terran Race that drove out the Hundred Races out of the Affliction Realm! It is really too powerful!

With a soft snort, Qian Tu and the three of them swept to Wei Wuji's side panting, and they couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in the distance.

After a while, Qian Tu muttered: "This, this is too shocking." ”

Zhao Xiaoxing said: "The so-called Hundred Clans Alliance is too weak!"

Zhao Xiaohei nodded and said, "It's completely vulnerable!

When Wei Wuji heard this, his heart moved, and he couldn't help but change his face slightly.

I saw that in the rear of the previous Hundred Clans Alliance, not long after Zhao Xiaohei's words fell, with a violent fluctuation of the Qi of Heaven and Earth, in the Guanghua Masterpiece, a team that was no less than the Terran side, and it was also composed entirely of ghost general-level alien races, had already appeared in the rear of the coalition army, and with the addition of those alien races that flew back and swept before, the Hundred Clans Alliance Army had surpassed the Eastern Wilderness Army in terms of the number of strong people.

At the same time, behind the army of the Hundred Clans Alliance, which was composed of the powerhouses of the Hundred Clans, those ordinary troops from the Hundred Clans were coming out of the teleportation arrays one after another, and it didn't take long for more than 10 million alien races to be displayed in the rear of the previous Hundred Clans again!

With a loud roar, a hundred ghost kings with a strong ghost aura lined up and walked out from the teleportation array, and at the same time, the other dozen or so teleportation arrays also lit up, and thousands of king-level powerhouses among the hundreds of clans had already appeared outside the teleportation array, and they were converging with the previous hundred ghost kings, as well as the king-level powerhouses of the alien races who were originally sitting here, and they were looking at the power of the three thousand reincarnation realms behind the Eastern Wilderness army with contempt.

They have enough self-confidence and pride, after all, at this moment, on the side of the Hundred Clans Alliance, whether it is the number of ghost general-level powerhouses or king-level powerhouses, they have far surpassed the Terran Eastern Wilderness army.

One of the hundred-foot tall ghost kings swept up, he was suspended high in the sky, looked at the side of the Eastern Wilderness army, and said with a sad smile: "I want to sweep away my hundred clans alliance army with the power of thunder, ants, this king has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"The earthly world has counted thousands of years, and Top Gun has not been in time, and now he is walking on the red dust road, and a sword is full of frost and snow. ”

Suddenly, a clear poem sounded, and the brilliance flashed, and the supreme commander of the Eastern Wilderness Army this time, Sima Zhaoxue, a gray-clothed and white-haired old man from the Xuantian Pavilion of the Heavenly Empire, slowly showed his figure.

An ancient bronze long sword, casually carried behind him, the golden sword spike on the hilt of the sword, windless automatic, hazy sword qi lingered around him, making him look extremely elegant!

He glanced indifferently at the ghost king who had just spoken.

Suddenly, a terrible scream came out of the mouth of the ghost king, and in the black blood splashing, the head of the ghost king had already flown high, and before the flying head fell, between heaven and earth, as if there was an invisible sword qi passing by, the head of the ghost king, together with his divine consciousness that had not had time to escape, had turned into nothingness in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

With a bang, the ghost king's headless body smashed down on the battlefield, splashing dust all over the sky.

The two brothers, Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing, glanced at each other.

Zhao Xiaohei smiled and said, "Brother, don't you think we seem to be missing something?"

Qian Tu on the side said with interest: "It's rare, it's the first time you have self-knowledge and know your own shortcomings!"

As soon as he said this, Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing rolled their eyes at him, didn't pay any attention to him, and directly hung him aside.

Zhao Xiaoxing shook his head and said: "If you don't say it, I almost forgot, in terms of talent and brain, you and I can be said to be the choice of the moment, a rare genius in a hundred years, and now, the only thing missing is a poem." ”

Zhao Xiaohei nodded abruptly and said: "Yes, this matter is very important, in the future, when you and my brothers appear, we will also say that sentence, discipline the people of the world to bow and worship, and preach with relish." ”

Zhao Xiaoxing smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes!"

"Oh", Qian Tu looked at the two brothers with disdain and said, "So, you have already thought about it?"

Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing stared at Qian Tu with idiot expressions and said, "With the Wencai of my brothers, you still need to think about it?" ”

Qian Tu continued to disdain: "Then come and listen, my old Qian is very interested in the poems that you came with your mouth!"

"Ahem", the sword light flashed, and a snow-white ancient sword like jade had appeared in Zhao Xiaohei's hand, he coughed, cleared his throat, and the ancient sword in his hand was horizontal, putting on a master's demeanor, and chanted: "The sword is ancient and modern, the spirit shocks the hundred clans, where I want, there is no rival, life, it is really lonely as snow!"

"Wonderful, wonderful", Zhao Xiaoxing gave a thumbs up, stroked his palm and let out a continuous admiration.

"Listen to me", the sword flashed, and a simple war knife as black as ink had been held in his hand, and he sang in a high-spirited and proud voice: "Who can be the enemy of the sword and cut a hundred generations, the golden light is moving, and victory is natural, defeat, impossible!"

"Poof", Qian Tu couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter, he pointed at Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing, and laughed: "Gao, this is probably the best poem I have ever heard in my life, your brothers and sisters should practice well, but don't fall into the majesty of this poem." ”

Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing looked at Qian Tu with a natural expression and said, "Brother Qian, do you want my two brothers to prepare a poem for you too?"

"No, no", Qian Tu waved his hand again and again: "The poetry number, I can't afford it, and I can't afford it, so I'm better free of it." ”

Zhao Xiaohei looked at Qian Tu with a regretful face, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with his insignificance, suddenly, his face changed, and he shouted: "Say, do you dislike the poem we prepared for you?"

"How dare I dislike you, I can't say that I will have to rely on you two brothers to take care of you in the future!" Qian Tu said hurriedly.

Zhao Xiaohei glanced at Qian Tu, with an expression that counted you as acquaintance.

Qian Tu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help touching his forehead, fortunately he didn't sweat, otherwise the two brothers would definitely not let him go.

Who knows, he was happy too early!

Zhao Xiaoxing, who was on the side, smiled and said: "Since you said that I will let my two brothers take care of you in the future, if you don't have a decent poem, wouldn't it invisibly reduce the pattern of my two brothers, no, I must give you a sentence!"

When Qian Tu heard this, he almost slapped himself with a big mouth, secretly scolding himself for being cheap, why did he provoke these two brothers if he had nothing to do?

"Listen up", Zhao Xiaoxing said: "An old man in the bitter realm, a husband through the ages, who can be the enemy in this life?"