A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding's eyes were calm.

He opened the bloody sword field, and his spiritual consciousness and sword intention fell on the formation inspired by external forces by the Moye family, and he kept calculating the formation nodes in his heart.

"who?"

"Who dares to offend our Magic Leaf Family?!"

At the moment when the foreign enemy invaded, dozens of general-level and horned Demon Emperor monks flew into the sky in the sky of the Demon Leaf. They formed a formation themselves and formed a military formation with more than 100,000 tribesmen, including old, young, women and children.

Astonishingly, all the people are soldiers, and the weakest monks from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan are all Qi Practitioners and are a natural fighting race.

All the general-level monks of the Moye family stared at the blood cloud, that strange king-level strongman.

When they saw that his face was not that of the king of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, all the Horned Demon generals breathed a sigh of relief and unknowingly showed a condescending attitude.

"The Blood River King,"

"If you don't serve under the Flame Emperor, why are you here?"

"Retreat quickly, otherwise don't blame me for reporting to our ancestors."

An old man from the Horned Demon Emperor clan, who was at the peak of his general rank and had vines on his horn, scolded him condescendingly.

The generals scolded the king.

But no one around them felt anything was wrong. Many monks from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan were even eager to take the initiative and have the urge to attack and kill the slave king.

This is the domain's dominant race, and its natural confidence in the slaves under its control.

In history, many generals of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan commanded hundreds of thousands of tribesmen to form huge military formations and leapfrogged their ranks to surround and kill the king of the slave tribe.

Although the kings of the slave clan are kings, they are far from being compared with the kings of the Horned Demon Emperor clan. Their foundation is too superficial, their inheritance is incomplete, and they often do not have real king-level strength, so they are called false kings.

"Are you...the leader of the Moye Wu clan?"

Jiang Ding carefully identified the peak-level monk from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan who spoke, and said with some surprise.

The Blood River King had many interactions with the patriarch of the Magic Leaf Family, because he had managed the taxation of the Flame Stone Family and was responsible for supervising the output of the Demonic Poison Spirit Fruit in the Demonic Vine World.

In this regard, the Yanshi family trusts their servants more than their fellow clan members.

In the past, although the Blood River King was the king, he was humble to Mo Yewu. Except for matters involving the Yanshi family's taxes, he tolerated everything else if he could. If he couldn't tolerate it, he broke his teeth and swallowed it. Continue to tolerate.

This is the duty of a slave.

Even though the Yanshi family valued their taxes very much, they did not want a slave to bully the imperial monks.

"Cut the nonsense!"

"King of Blood River, will you retreat or not?"

Mo Yewu's hair and beard were all crazy, and he shouted coldly: "If you don't retreat, you will die here today!"

"Not bad."

"As expected of Lord Mo Yewu, he is getting stronger and stronger with age and is extremely domineering."

Jiang Ding was not angry and praised him.

These monks from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan have a crystal clear sense of stupid beauty.

"The Blood River King,"

"Since you are looking for death, I will give you a ride!"

Mo Yewu no longer held back, shouted coldly, and activated the clan protection formation.

Click!

Boom!

The huge green leaves of the Mo Ye family, like the dome of the sky, suddenly separated, each forming thirty-six huge dark green heavenly swords, which were commanded by Mo Ye Wu and other battle formations to kill the blood-robed Taoist in the sky.

Demon Leaf Sky Thousand Killing Formation!

This is the Moye family's clan-suppressing formation, and also their military formation, inherited from the ancient era of the previous emperor.

At that time, the Moye family was the great emperor's family, but it fell because the emperor failed in the emperor's son war, just like the flame flow emperor's son in this era.

This family has a grudge against the Flame Stone family.

This is the reason why Emperor Cangkong chose to lead three thousand imperial guards to the small world of Demon Vine in the first place.

At this time, the sky dome split into thirty-six dark green heavenly knives, taking over the general trend of the world. Countless green poisonous mist scattered, melting and destroying the space. It was clearly an attack at the level of the late stage of divine transformation.

This is true even if there is no king sitting in charge, the foundation is terrifyingly deep.

Normally, even the late-stage kings of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan would come here to try to break through the Moye Clan's clan-suppressing formation.

Not to mention the slave king!

This is why Mo Yewu and others are so arrogant.

Obviously, the latest information about the Blood River King is only circulated among the kings of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan and has not reached the generals. This is a matter of strength.

"The formation of the late king level..."

"There is no more complicated formation hidden."

At this time, Jiang Ding also completed the calculation of the formation.

Of course, since the Blood River King doesn't have any formation skills, he doesn't know how to use dexterity to move a thousand pounds in four ounces.

He just slowly pulled out the bloody sword from his waist.

Keng!

A gentle sword cry resounded throughout the world.

Nothing can stop you!

The space, the poisonous mist, the battle formation, and even the thirty-six dark green heavenly swords that take over the general trend of the world are all useless and cannot be stopped.

The sound of swords echoed gently into the hearts of Mo Yewu and others, making their hearts extremely cold and creating strong fear in their hearts.

"No, Blood River King, your strength..."

Mo Yewu instantly noticed something was wrong, his eyes protruded and he stared straight ahead.

The thirty-six dark green heavenly swords condensed from the Demonic Leaf Sky Qiong Thousand Killing Formation, with power comparable to the heavenly swords in the late king level, suddenly solidified.

It's like becoming a painting, a mirror, reflecting the real world.

The sound of the wind, the poisonous mist, the space, and even the people in it were all extremely stiff.

It seemed like an instant, and it seemed like a long time had passed.

Crack!

In the solidified mirror space, a crack suddenly appeared. Thirty-six dark green sky swords, the terrible poisonous fog that corroded the space, and more than 100,000 horned demon emperor clan monks formed the battle formation. As the crack spread, these shattered one by one, turning into countless spiritual lights that exploded into nothingness.

Boom!

Boom!

On the ground, the dome of the Moye family was broken, the dark green leaves that had been nurtured for who knows how many years were broken, the ground veins and mountains and rivers were boiling and undulating, bulging into peaks, the ground cracked into a deep canyon, and the land was shattered.

The foundation of the entire formation was completely destroyed!

"Wow!"

Dozens of general-level monks such as Moye Wu were like being hit by a heavy hammer, vomiting blood and retreating, their breath weakened.

Bang!

More than 100,000 cultivators of the Moye family were even more miserable. 50,000 cultivators of the Horned Demon Emperor were attacked by the formation, and their bodies instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist, and even their souls were shattered.

Under one sword,

the whole family was destroyed!

"Impossible!"

"Blood River King!"

"Your strength, your strength should not be like this!!!"

Moye Wu screamed in horror, unable to believe what he saw.

The king of the Nu clan was often the target of their family's sharpening of the battle formation. In the past, there was no need for the formation, and the battle formation could be used to defeat it for several months!

Now, with the family formation, how could it fail? !

This is impossible!

Countless cultivators of the Horned Demon Emperor clan were extremely terrified and unwilling to believe what was happening before their eyes.

"Mo Yewu."

"You are a general-level ant, a weak life less than a thousand years old,"

"You call my name again and again."

Jiang Ding sighed softly: "So rude, so noisy, then, let me punish you for your rudeness."

"How about the death of your entire clan as the price?"

"Oh, right."

"This is the order of the emperor's son."

Clang~

Jiang Ding drew his sword again.

The horrible smell of blood and countless blood lights spread between heaven and earth, cold and chilly, telling any living creatures in between that they are about to face the fate of death.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

"Blood River King!"

Mo Ye Wu, the patriarch of the Mo Ye family, was extremely terrified and said sternly: "The Emperor of Flame Flow will never issue an order to exterminate the family! My Mo Ye family has not committed any serious crime! You are acting on your own!"

"Stop!"

"Wait for the ancestor to come back and answer your questions!"

"The ancestor may not be able to serve the Emperor of Flame Flow again, stop!"

Mo Ye Wu shouted at the top of his lungs and threatened: "Blood River King! If you dare to slaughter the people of the imperial family, no one can protect you, you You will definitely die, even the Emperor Yanliu can't protect you!"

"You lowly slave king!"

"Don't cut yourself off from the entire imperial family! Otherwise, you will be crushed to ashes and die without a burial place!"

"Ridiculous."

"What do you know, you ant?"

Jiang Ding's hand that drew the sword showed no sign of stopping, and sneered: "The Moye family has betrayed again and again, and they should be slaughtered to serve as a warning to others."

"In the battle of the emperor's son, many families were slaughtered, including your Moye family."

Clang!

The blood-colored sword light finally came out of the sheath.

A sword light so fast that it was invisible filled the world, omnipresent, omnipresent, and reached the hearts of every living being.

"How dare you do this! It's just a slave king..."

Moye Wu's eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to go crazy with hatred.

Then, his body suddenly stiffened.

Not only him, but also dozens of general-level monks of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan and nearly 100,000 Horned Demon Emperor Clan monks were all stiff around him.

A blood mark appeared on their foreheads at the same time, splitting the horn and cutting into the center of the eyebrows, killing all life and destroying their souls.

The Horned Demon Emperor Clan and the Moye Clan were all soldiers.

So, all died.

Absolutely no one survived.

This was the gift given to them by the Divine Transformation Cultivator.

It was also the price they should pay for provoking the Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarch of the Human Race as ants.