Now is not the time to celebrate, although the big hole is blocked and will never be troubled, but there are still many strong people of different races in front of them.

If they are not completely eradicated, it will eventually be a huge hidden danger.

But to get rid of all the remaining aliens may have to pay a great price.

The monks of the Xuanhuang World were in a dilemma, or rather the few strongest ones were in a dilemma, because only they could make a decision.

They are thinking about how to solve the problem with the least cost.

On this other battlefield, or slaughterhouse, the killing finally stopped.

It's not because the butchers are weak or tired, it's because the creatures that can be killed have all been cut in two.

Among the several great domains, there were no other living beings except for this group of Yin soldiers who exuded a cold and bloodthirsty aura, and the gray-haired old man.

The monstrous murderous aura made the place dead silent, and the mountains of corpses piled up on the ground, and the blood that gathered together to fill a basin, all silently told the tragic events that had happened not long ago.

From now on, for perhaps a few hundred years, these great domains will become no man's land, because no one is willing to bear the resentment here.

The corners of Old Man Bai's mouth hooked up a smile, killing these bewitched creatures is the best way to crack the power of the primordial beings, simple and crude.

Just like the old man white, he is simple and rude.

The decision he made 100,000 years ago was also so simple and crude, reckless.

Perhaps, if Old Man Bai had calmed down and had a different solution, the situation would be much better than it is now, and it might even reverse the development of history.

But Old Man Bai did not regret it, for example, he decided to continue with it simply and rudely.

The things that made many of the strongest people hesitate were incomparably simple in the eyes of Old Man Bai, he looked at the location of the alien race from afar, and said a simple and rude word: "Kill!"

A very simple word, after it came out of the mouth of the old man Bai, it meant that another terrible tragedy would happen.

Countless Yin soldiers did not hesitate in the slightest, just as they did not hesitate to answer Old Man Bai's order 100,000 years ago.

Thousands of Yin soldiers who exuded a violent aura, were dyed blood-colored, wore armor and green fangs, and possessed the spirit of ancient war, rushed in the direction of the alien powerhouse at this moment.

The earth shakes and the mountains shake!

Obviously, there are only a thousand Yin soldiers, but it seems that thousands of troops and horses are galloping.

Rushing and killing on the battlefield has been integrated into the bones of these Yin soldiers.

The faces of the alien race have changed, the human race has changed their faces, the two demon races have changed their faces, and the Zhuqiang have also changed their faces.

Terrible!

When facing the sprint of the Yin soldiers, the general trend of heaven and earth came with oppression, as if there were mountains pressing on people's heads to make people breathless.

This is the general trend on the battlefield, and it cannot be reversed by one or two people.

The Demon Legion, which is known for its courage and good fighting, trembled slightly at the moment, and they did not doubt that if these Yin soldiers were rushing towards them, they would only need a face to defeat the Demon Clan's camp.

There is a big gap between the two, one in the sky and the other in the abyss.

Someone had already made a decision, and several supreme men glanced at each other and gave orders one after another, "Kill!"

Take advantage of the momentum of the Yin soldiers, and unite with the Yin soldiers to get rid of the alien race!

Although these Yin soldiers are terrifying and uncontrolled, and may become a hidden danger to another person in the future, the greatest need at the moment is to solve the threat of the alien race.

The Xuanhuang World Cultivator began to charge, and Wu Potian rushed to the front.

He incarnated as a dragon man, like a high emperor, and rushed into the midst of the powerful of the alien race, causing ruinous damage.

"Fight!"

Wu Potian was roaring, he was already injured, but he was still doing his best at the moment.

Because only when he is immersed in the battle, the damned guilt that always appears in his heart will disappear.

The fighting was brutal and corpses were everywhere.

But the biggest contribution is still those Yin soldiers, they attack and defend in an orderly manner, and after forming a formation on the battlefield, they are like a war fortress, crushing from the alien race.

The other monks in the Xuanhuang World are just following behind this war fortress to clean up the mess and pick up a little cheap.

They didn't even dare to get too close to the Yin soldiers, the bloodthirsty aura emanating from these Yin soldiers made them almost nauseous.

This is a battle without much suspense, and under the collision of the war fortress, the alien race does not even have the strength to fight back.

The screams were deafening.

The battle is over, and the alien race is completely eradicated.

Many people didn't have time to cheer, so they couldn't help but vomit, and the picture just now was really a little disgusting.

The Yin soldiers left under the leadership of Old Man Bai, and they didn't look at the monks of the Xuanhuang World too much.

100,000 years have passed, and the monks of the Xuanhuang World are getting weaker and weaker, and it is not worth their extra glance.

Extraterritorial.

In the boundless darkness, the wind was as fierce as a knife.

No, this is not the wind, because the wind can't blow people's divine thoughts, and at this moment, Shi Hao's divine thoughts are being tortured.

Whenever these "winds" blow, Shi Hao would always can't help but scream in pain.

Of course, this is just the scream of divine thoughts, Shi Hao's physical body has already been blown away by this "wind", leaving only the last wisp of thought.

The Ten Thousand Buddha Diagram is slightly broken, still exuding a faint fluorescence, if it were not for the protection of the Ten Thousand Buddha Diagram, Shi Hao's last wisp of divine thought, maybe it would have to be blown away, and it would have completely disappeared from the world.

In this boundless darkness, Shi Hao was hesitant and powerless, his divine thoughts moved with difficulty and slowly, I don't know how long it lasted, I think it had moved a long distance.

But even so, Shi Hao didn't see the slightest light.

The darkness seems to have no end, just like Shi Hao's heart at the moment, he can't see the slightest hope of living.

"But, as long as you don't die, you have to struggle a little bit, and you won't go through the world in vain. Shi Hao comforted himself like this, and continued to urge the faint power of divine thoughts, floating in the darkness with the Ten Thousand Buddha Diagram.

Suddenly, Shi Hao's soul felt a chill.

He couldn't help but want to exclaim because he felt two "winds" approaching him.

These two "winds" are countless times stronger than all the "winds" that Shi Hao has ever experienced combined, they are like elves, running with joy in the dark, and they found Shi Hao and approached Shi Hao's side.

At this moment, Shi Hao's soul felt the pain of tearing, and the Ten Thousand Buddha Diagram became more and more broken.

These two "winds" were so terrifying, they only needed to get a little closer, and Shi Hao would be stirred into nothingness by the light.

At this time, Shi Hao suddenly found that in the darkness, there was a beam of light, which was shooting rapidly.