Judging from the terrifying spiritual pressure, Ye Qing knew that even if he was a Yuan Infant Stage cultivator, if he received such a blow, he would have to remove the skin if he didn't die.

Followed by a group of monks in yellow shirts in the foundation building period, nervously tinkering with a big drum, Ye Qing had never seen such a big drum, on the drum surface, there was a stout man in the late stage of the Jiedan sitting cross-legged, although there was a mess of drumming below, he always closed his eyes and meditated.

Ye Qing was shocked in his heart, what kind of drum is this, it actually needs a monk in the late stage of the Yudan to knock it, it is estimated that it is also the big killer of that sect, and it will definitely not be something boring to boost morale.

And on the other side of the big drum, there is a stone tiger, although the size is not so exaggerated, but it has actually reached the point of psychic, walking back and forth.

On the other side of the stone tiger, there was a creepy blood-red coffin, and around the coffin was a group of demonic monks, chanting words or something.

There is still there over there, but it is a little blurry, and Ye Qing is too lazy to take a closer look, in short, this time he has really moved out all the great killing weapons of Zhenzong, it seems that the big battle for a while will definitely break the earth, and even destroy the world.

Ye Qing gasped in his heart, and his intention to retreat was born, it seemed that he had avoided the big war for ten years, and now was the most critical moment, and he was not from the Menglan clan, so he couldn't fight hard here. However, if Ye Qing dares to be a deserter openly now, he will definitely die an ugly death, these fierce peoples, the most taboo is even if they are deserters.

However, let Ye Qing participate in the war where this infant monk may fall. Ye Qing said that he would not do anything. Ye Qing set his eyes on the army of the Tuwu clan hundreds of zhang away, they were all hurriedly arranging the magic array, and streams of black smoke rose. It also looks very powerful.

On the Menglan side, the super array disk and array flag that have already been refined have been refined, and under the busy work of hundreds of array mages, they are quickly arranging the spiritual magic array.

Ye Qing thought about it, as long as he hid in the spiritual magic array and didn't go out first, he would always avoid the madness at the beginning of this war. However, what does it mean to backfire? Ye Qing will be able to experience it immediately.

Here, the three great gods of the Menglan people, the Yan God Master, the Ancient God Master and the Wind God Master, have risen into the air with their sleeves fluttering, because the three major killing gods of the Tuwu clan have already risen to the air.

What surprised Ye Qing was. The shape of the three major killing gods is also too weird, they all have things like magic horns on their foreheads, if they have magic horns in a proper manner, Ye Qing can also accept it. After all, Ye Qing is not a person who has never seen the world.

It's just that these three guys who claim to be the three major god-killing guys of the Tuwu clan. The magic horns sticking out in the middle of the forehead turned out to be one in the shape of a knife, the other in the shape of a sword, and one was even more terrifying, a blood-red skeleton actually grew.

Uncle Huo saw that Ye Qing's eyes were different, so he said lightly: "Is it the first time that the master has seen the God of Killing? Here is a piece of jade slip about God Killing that his subordinates have sorted out, please take a look at it!"

Ye Qing swept the jade slip with his divine sense, and his face changed drastically. The birth of this killing god would be so terrifying and bloody. Although its strength is similar to that of the divine master here. They are all great monks in the late Yuan Infant period, but in actual combat, they often have the upper hand in killing gods.

Judging from the jade slip, every member of the Tuwu clan has the potential to become a god-killer, but for tens of thousands of years, there have only been three god-killing gods of the Tuwu clan.

There are not many conditions for becoming a god-killing god, there are only three in total, one is to have the realm of the Yuan Infant Stage, and if this condition can be met, there are still dozens of Tuwu clans. The other is that more than ten Yuan Infant Monks must be killed, which is a bit more difficult, and should be able to eliminate those opportunists who are crazy about drugs just to upgrade. If there are only two things to become a god of killing, it is still difficult for those who are bent on becoming a god of killing, but the last one discourages some monks who are qualified to become a god of killing.

This last one is that there is no father, no mother, no son, no daughter, no friends and no friends, and only those who can do not recognize these six relatives will have the opportunity to become a killing god, which means that if you are ruthless and kill all your relatives and friends, you may not become a killing god, only if there is a magic horn on your forehead that symbolizes the birth of the killing god, you will be worshiped as a killing god by the clansmen.

And the traditional technique of the Tuwu tribe turned out to be the killing duel, but the ordinary Tuwu people practiced the basic version of the killing duel, and I don't know how the Fire Dragon Master got the complete killing duel in the first place.

The three great gods are facing the three major killing gods, how do you think this war is about to start, it is impossible for them to chat and fart in the sky in public. In this high-profile environment, it is absolutely impossible for both sides to act as turtles with shrunken heads, they are representatives of the entire race, and their lives now belong to their race.

The sword god of the Tuwu clan was obviously a person who often decided the power, and when he saw the three divine masters flying up, he actually sneered and said: "Now this sword man is asking you one last time, if you call out the Youlan Ancient Lantern now, we will immediately retreat!"

The three locks of the ancient divine masters of the three great divine masters swayed their long hair without wind, and said with a look of being a master: "Brother Sword difference, the battle has come to this point, do you think we will hand over the Youlan Ancient Lantern?!"

The Flame Divine Master said with a swagger: "You abrupt barbarians, when did you learn to be so stubborn!"

The skeletal god over there opened his blood-red eyes at dusk, and said coldly: "Your Excellency had better listen to it, otherwise you will regret vomiting blood!"

There was no sound transmission of their conversation, so the people below heard it clearly, and Ye Qing also felt a little irritable, a war is a war, what is the point of talking about it now, is there some conspiracy of those abrupt barbarians, this is not like something that abrupt people can do!

Ye Qing was surprised to see that in the army of the Tu Wu people, thousands of low-level monks of the Menglan clan were pushed out, and they were all in a single shirt, magic weapon storage bag or something, so naturally they had already been confiscated.

This made the Menglan people very puzzled, but they obviously saw that they were treating the captives in blood, and the Menglan people were not vegetarians, so naturally they only had to pay tribute to the captives of the Tuwu tribe in a more bloody way.

Since then, all the abrupt captives captured by the Menglan people have been killed on the spot, because the Menglan people do not have more cultivation resources to supply these prisoners of war.

At this time, they were all stunned, and their cultivation resources were even more pitiful than those of the Menglan people. (To be continued......)