The fierce battle has been more than half an hour, and almost all the elves have retreated to the top around the altar, and at a cursory glance, the original more than 3,000 elves are now less than half left, which can be said to have been hit hard. 【For more exciting, please visit】

With the addition of more than ten cultivators of the Demon Sect, the elven clan is in danger.

In mid-air, Yun Xiaoye had already seen where the Patriarch of Youqin and the Patriarch of the Birdman Clan had flown to, and he faced the two patriarchs of the Werewolf Clan and the Bear Clan alone, and he did not fall behind at all.

With the urging of his true law, more and more violent energy erupted from the nameless short stick in his hand, forcing the two patriarchs back little by little.

The power that he, this handsome young man, burst out after ten years was simply terrifying.

Facing the two patriarchs who were no less than the eighth layer of the Flying Sword Realm of the Middle Earth Cultivation Realm, they were suppressed little by little by just relying on their mana.

The bloody aura around him gradually became solemn, and Yun Xiaoye suddenly felt a familiar and terrifying bloodthirsty aura spreading through his body, almost making him crazy.

This bloodthirsty aura has been present from time to time since leaving the Siguo Cliff, the most recent of which erupted when he saw a village being slaughtered when he had just entered the Wild Northern Ice Field.

At this moment, the smell of blood in the air around him seemed to be like a kind of bait, luring the most ferocious side of his heart.

"Invisible!"

He let out a wild shout, and the nameless short stick thrust down, and two huge blue-gray stick shadows appeared in front of the werewolf and bear clan patriarchs.

The two alien patriarchs, both more than a foot tall, faced with the sudden huge stick shadow, and the huge bodies of both of them seemed to become smaller.

"Roar!"

"Whew!"

The two patriarchs struggled to swing their huge blades, trying to block the strange blow.

With two loud noises that shook the sky, the two patriarchs of the Barbarian Northern Ice Plain were smashed down from mid-air with a scream.

The blood in Yun Xiaoxie's eyes flashed, and his body rushed down, stabbing straight at the patriarch of the bear people who fell down.

The patriarch of the bear clan saw a divine light coming from the night sky, opened his bloody mouth and roared, and the long-handled giant axe in his hand was thrown out, slashing at Yun Xiaoyi with the momentum of ten thousand jun.

Yun Xiaoxiao did not dodge or dodge, the bloodthirsty light in his eyes was great, and an invisible move urged again, shaking away the long-handled giant axe that was galloping.

His body was no longer hindered in the slightest, and with a sharp roar, the nameless short stick stabbed down from the sky.

Such as breaking ice and cutting snow.

Blooming like a cold man.

The round and blunt stick suddenly looked like a peerless divine soldier with broken hair, and it snorted into the broad chest of the bear clan patriarch.

Time seemed to slow down, and the pupils in the eyes of the falling bear clan patriarch dilated slightly, and the next moment it contracted rapidly, looking at the ugly short stick that was almost completely submerged in his body in disbelief. 【For more exciting, please visit】

"Roar...... Ah......h

What kind of pain is it?

Like the end comes, like a heartbreak......

In the roar of the beast that shook the night sky, the wind was silent.

Countless warriors of the four clans subconsciously raised their eyes to look, and then, they froze.

The patriarch of the bear tribe who crisscrossed the Arctic Ice Plain for hundreds of years, and his huge body, under that inconspicuous nameless short stick, suddenly became as fragile as a snowflake.

The body that fell to the ground quickly, at some point, was shrouded in a red blood. The giant in the blood light struggled, roaring, twisting, and hideous......

A roar of daring did not last only a moment.

That terrifying bloodthirsty red glow swallowed up the huge Bearren Patriarch in just a few breaths!

Devoured completely!

Including his flesh and blood.

Including the soul of his beast.

Only a rapidly shriveled skin fell weakly in the cold wind of the night, submerging into the darkness beneath his feet.

"Roaring ......"

Countless bear warriors who were climbing the sacred tree saw that the patriarch was dead, and they immediately roared in anger, and many bear warriors who were still a little bit of a way flew over.

After devouring the flesh and blood of the Bear Clan Patriarch, Yun Xiaoxiao had a slight change, and he watched as the blood on the stick's body was quickly absorbed by the Netherworld, and he was powerless.

A demonic and bloodthirsty violent aura occupied his body and mind, and a faint but rich red blood qi emanated from the Netherworld, slowly merging into his body.

After devouring the patriarch of the bear people, the Netherworld seemed to be extremely active, and the aura of the divine wooden stick seemed to be unable to suppress him.

Yun Xiaoye gasped deeply, knowing that he was being eaten by the Netherworld at this moment, and he was afraid that he would never recover.

As Wu Ya said, killing people will make you more violent and bloodthirsty.

It's just that the bloodthirsty aura in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, and the warm aura emitted by the Xuanling Qiankun bracelet is difficult to resist for a while.

The world in front of Yun Xiaoxie was gradually stained red with blood.

He slowly turned his head and saw three or four bear-man warriors flying from the sacred tree, and they pounced on him like demons.

He suddenly let go of everything he had, and roared as if he were crazy.

Ten years of repression were all released at this moment, and he did not hesitate to let the bloodthirsty aura in his body swim away quickly, and in the roar of the sky, he was even more terrifying by those fierce bear people who pounced on him.

A whirlwind rises, and the heavens and the earth change color.

Yun Xiaoye ignored the frightened werewolf clan patriarch, like a tiger into the flock, and killed into the group of flying bear clan warriors.

Roars, roars, cracks......

Yun Xiaoxie seemed to have incarnated the most bloodthirsty mad demon in ancient times at this moment, the nameless short stick shuttled in his hands like lightning, just a moment of exercise, and the four bear warriors were like their patriarchs, and only a shriveled skin was left by the Netherworld.

After absorbing these four essence blood souls, Yun Xiaoye became even more crazy, and landed directly on the trunk of the divine tree, and the countless warriors of the bear clan and werewolf clan who climbed around him avoided as if they saw the most terrifying demon in their lives.

In Yun Xiaoxie's eyes, there was only one word left in the world.

Blood!

There was only one word left in my heart.

Kill!

He frantically collected the lives of the aliens everywhere he looked, and it seemed that every time he killed and devoured a living being, the bloodthirsty aura emanating from his body rose by a point.

Ten years of depression, ten years of loneliness.

Ten years of madness!

Is it because of madness and loneliness?

Or are you crazy because of loneliness?

In mid-air, Han Xuemei saw Yun Xiaoxie's murderous appearance, her body trembled, and she wanted to fly over, but a beautiful fairy in white clothes was between her and him.

Bai Feifei no longer had the slightest flattery on his face, but looked at him coldly, and the Acacia Dagger in his hand slowly swallowed a strange purple divine light.

These two beautiful women have formed a bond since the Tianshan Fighting Method ten years ago.

Bai Feifei met Han Xuemei in the ring and was defeated by Han Xuemei.

Ten years have passed, and Bai Feifei still doesn't seem to be Han Xuemei's opponent.

"Boss!"

The first time the little fat king saw Yun Xiaoye so bloodthirsty and crazy, his face changed greatly, and he wanted to fly over, but he was also entangled by several demon sect disciples, and he had no time to turn back.

Yun Xiaoye had already forgotten heaven and earth, and only wanted to use killing to quench the thirst for blood in his heart.

One, two, three......

Where are the ordinary werewolf and bear warriors who are his opponents, and after a while, the warriors of the two clans who died under his short stick do not know how many.

In the bloody storm, a beautiful woman in red suddenly rushed over desperately and stood in front of the man who was like an ancient demon god at this moment.

Yun Xiaoye saw the woman clearly, and the movements in his hands suddenly froze, as if the dusty memory of a long time ago was instantly opened, and the blood on his body suddenly dissipated a little. And in the next moment, the nameless short stick in his hand stabbed the woman's chest with the red glow of bloodthirsty demonic power!

Shi Shaobei looked at Yun Xiaoxie who rushed madly, and her beautiful cheeks suddenly turned extremely pale in the blood light.

She bit her lip and remained motionless, staring at the man who had been in pain for ten years.

Ten years of waiting, is it just to die at his hands tonight?

She suddenly closed her eyes and puffed out her chest to meet the announcement of death.

Tears slowly rolled down her pale cheeks, and she exclaimed, "Kill me!"

The powerful wind and bloodthirsty demonic power made her more than 100 tiny whips dance rapidly, and her familiar face flashed quickly in Yun Xiaoxie's mind, blood, and soul.

When the nameless short stick stabbed into Shi Shaobei's chest, it suddenly stopped. He stopped less than three inches away from Shi Shaobei's skin.

The blood light slowly dissipated, and for the first time in Yun Xiaoxie's eyes, the blood-colored world showed signs of collapse, and the warm aura of the Xuanling Qiankun Bracelet and the powerful spiritual power of the Divine Wood Forest took the opportunity.

"You...... It's you!"

Yun Xiaoxie moved his throat, but his voice was hoarse.

Shi Shaobei opened her eyes gently, looking at the crazy man staring, her pear blossom and rainy eyes suddenly carried a joy and love that could not be concealed.

"It's me!

Yun Xiaoxie turned his head slightly, looking a little stiff, and his face was painful and confused. After a moment, he slowly retracted the nameless short stick against Shi Shaobei's chest.

The strange bloodthirsty red glow gradually dissipated, and his manic heart slowly calmed down.

It's been ten years, and we can see each other again.

Ten years later, it still hasn't changed.

Yun Xiaoxie's mind gradually cleared, and the blood in his eyes faded like a tide.

He remembered all the crazy things he had done just now, and his heart was cold, and he smiled bitterly, and said, "Long time no see." ”

Shi Shaobei's body shook and said, "Yes, it's been ten years, you...... How are you?"

Yun Xiaoye took a deep breath and said, "Very good, you ...... What about you, how are you?"

"Good!"

Shi Shaobei smiled, there were tears in the laughter, and there was laughter in the tears.

Who knows if she's happy or sad?

After a brief period of events, the killing continued.

In mid-air, near the altar, there were already elves around them, shooting at the countless bird-people around them.

Click......

The huge stone door where the altar was located slowly opened, and I really didn't know what force could push the two huge stone doors weighing thousands of catties.

This time it was opened in a different way, it was not just a gap like what Yun Xiaoye and the other three experienced during the day, and at this moment, the two huge stone doors that were three feet high were completely opened.

Two purple rays of light shot out from the eyes of the jade statue of the human-sized elf goddess facing the stone gate, and after turning around in the air, the two purple rays of light actually merged into the foreheads of the two black stone statues, one good and one evil, in front of the stone gate.

Rumble......

There was a dull loud bang, and the entire towering giant tree trembled slightly, as if the power of the ancient gods had been activated.

The two black stone statues, one good and one evil, seemed to be alive, slowly writhing their bodies,

Source: Ran Library.