The Great War has broken out!

Premeditated, calculated, it broke out.

Yang Qifeng was like an outsider, quietly watching the big battle that broke out in front of him.

There are all eight-star quasi-saint powerhouses in front of him, and no one Yang Qifeng dares to slack off, if there is any relaxation and negligence, there may be an accident.

In front of them, it seems that they are accusing the people from the heavenly realm, calling each other extraterritorial demons, their words are sharp, their relationships are severed and decisive, and they are very knowledgeable about current affairs, but who knows what they really think in their hearts?

Is it true? It was deliberately said so, and then let yourself relax your vigilance, and then make a sneak attack, all of which had to be guarded against, so if they wanted to gain Yang Qifeng's trust, they had to fight.

The vigorous battle had broken out, Yang Qifeng watched as the Heavenly Realm comers had the upper hand, there were eight natives from the Flood Desolation, and there were ten from the Heavenly Realm, a total of eighteen quasi-saints, if you added the dead Beast Emperor and Taiyi, there would be a total of twenty quasi-saints.

This number far exceeds the fifteenth place of the demon clan, and the quasi-saints in the demon clan have also taken refuge in the recent past, but on the whole, they are still weaker than the alliance of the hundred clans.

After all, the Hundred Clans Alliance has united many Hundred Clans to form this extremely powerful force.

To put it mildly, in today's desolate world, there are a few quasi-saints, and there are nearly thirty here, and there are more than ten in the Wu clan, nearly twenty, and there are also some quasi-saints who ignore the world and directly avoid it.

If a quasi-saint really wants to hide, it will be more difficult to find, after all, this time it is not the two heroes who are fighting for hegemony, and they are beginning to coerce these quasi-saints, and the three parties naturally have scruples.

After all, there are only two sides in the world, and if you don't take refuge in yourself, you must have to take refuge in the enemy.

With eight against ten, the aborigines of the flood wilderness are naturally not opponents.

"The Demon Emperor still hasn't made a move?" An exclamation came out, his voice was full of anger and questioning, Yang Qifeng looked indifferently and turned a blind eye at all.

It's too strong, the strength of the Hundred Clans Alliance in front of him is too strong, even if it is just a Flood Wilderness native, there are eight quasi-saints, and such a strong strength has already accounted for more than half of the Demon Clan.

They have this relationship, if they join the demon clan, they will immediately be in the same camp, and the demon clan will immediately be split into two groups, burying the scourge of division for the demon clan, maybe when the demon clan is strong, they will be honest, but if the demon clan is weak, it must be a hidden danger of the demon clan.

So you have to die, and half of the number of people will die, and it won't have much impact.

The demon emperors of all parties in the demon clan are also two or three gangs, such as Nuwa and Fuxi, no, this example is not right, such as Zhun Ti and Zhiyin, and then Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun.

The four quasi-saints can't make big waves when they enter the demon clan, and they can digest it with the strength of the demon clan.

Yang Qifeng stared coldly at the one who spoke, and among the four mortal places, there was this person.

"The Demon Emperor is really ruthless enough!" Seeing that Yang Qifeng had never spoken, this person immediately knew what Yang Qifeng meant, and he could cultivate to a quasi-saint, how could he not judge the situation, and he immediately knew what Yang Qifeng meant, and shouted in a sad tone:

"The Demon Emperor wants us to die halfway, and it's really ruthless. ”

"And you don't know who's going to die!"

"Why don't we join forces and fight again!"

"Evil words confuse the public, be punished!" Yang Qifeng spoke, in the end, he still wanted some face, he couldn't make them completely cold, and with a wave of his big hand, Zhou Tianxingdou's great array of power plummeted.

Sen Ran's killing machine burst out, like an arrow, silently, gathering the power of the stars, and suddenly descended, crossing this person's body to protect the treasure.

The blood is turbulent, like a river of blood, and the two swords of Ah Bi Yuan Tu, like two blood-colored dragons, are hidden under the power of the stars, cutting off every inch of this person's vitality, and the two fierce swords are fierce.

Gathering the power of Zhou Tian's Star Dou Great Array, a quasi-saint was directly killed by Fu Xi like chopping melons and vegetables.

"It is a pity to dare to slander Your Majesty. Fu Xi was righteous and awe-inspiring, and directly opened his mouth to scold the sermon, looking at the people from the heavenly realm, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Sure enough, following the Demon Emperor can mix well, this group of guys is not enough to succeed and more than to lose.

The beast emperor couldn't support the wall with mud, and he was moved before he ignored himself, but thanks to his patience at that time, otherwise he would definitely die without a place to be buried.

This kind of rejoicing, Fu Xi did not show it.

The war continues.

Time passed little by little, and I don't know how long it was, but with the emergence of the Great War, the quasi-saints began to fall.

One, two, three.

In the blink of an eye, three quasi-saints have died, including two of the aborigines of the Flood Wilderness, one from the heavenly realm, and one of the two quasi-saints of the Flood Wilderness natives, one of whom was killed by Fuxi.

The natives of the Flood Wilderness also knew Yang Qifeng's intentions, and no one spoke, knowing that a few more people needed to die, and the rest would be safe.

Therefore, they must persevere, do not seek to kill the enemy, as long as they can live for a long time, then it is victory.

Another period of time passed, and three quasi-saints died in a row, this time one was the native of the Flood Wilderness, and two were from the Heavenly Realm.

A total of six quasi-saints died, and among the eighteen quasi-saints, five were left among the natives of the Flood Desolation, and seven were left from the heavenly realm.

But the battle still did not stop, the aborigines of the flood wilderness were saving their lives and began to hold on desperately, while the people from the heavenly realm were completely desperate to die, and they also wanted to kill the natives of the flood wilderness, so that they were on the back of a person who was dying.

Therefore, the battle between the two sides was more tragic, even if there were many people on the side of the Heavenly Realm, but the natives of the Flood Desolation were only defensive support, and occasionally began to counterattack, so as the attacking side, the Heavenly Realm comers with less defense sacrificed greater.

If it weren't for Fu Xi's action, then the natives of the flood wilderness would have to occupy some advantages now.

However, now the advantage is occupied by those from the Heavenly Realm, and it is the fall of two quasi-saints, four natives from the Flood Desolation, six from the Heavenly Realm, and one from each side.

Eighteen quasi-saints, not a total of twenty quasi-saints, have now fallen to ten, and there are still ten left.

"Let's do it, it's enough, kill them!" Yang Qifeng suddenly spoke.

At this moment, one of the quasi-saints from the Heavenly Realm watched the Demon Emperor's angry expression fade, and said with a sneer: "Demon Emperor, you have been fooled!"

Suddenly there was a loud roar: "Dijiang?"

"Half dead now, that's enough!"

"If you don't do it, you Wu clan won't be able to win this battle. ”

"Without us, you Wu Clan will not have an absolute advantage, and it is impossible for you to win this battle. ”

"Only by uniting us can we kill the demon clan and win this battle. ”

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