God of Life and Death

"You, you are rebelling!" The true immortal of the ancient tribe became angry.

However, Fang Yue explained for them: "Good birds choose trees to roost in. Even you leaders at the True Immortal Realm level have been defeated by me. It is reasonable for them to rebel and surrender!"

Fang Yue, put it lightly. But this left an eternal shadow in the hearts of the three true immortals of the ancient tribe!

"No! My disciples of the ancient clan are definitely not ungrateful people. When faced with the affairs of the clan, they would rather live in pieces than in ruins. How could they be deceived by the human race and surrender on their knees! There must be fraud in this! "

A true immortal from the ancient tribe suddenly came to his senses, and he immediately realized what the problem was.

However, at this time, Duo Qiansi had already summoned these virtual immortals from the ancient tribe to Yongfeng Town and became Yongfeng Town's loyal guards!

"The art of spiritual bewitchment is the legendary secret art of the fallen angel clan. This secret art should have been lost in this civilization era. How could it appear in a human city?"

Another strong man from the ancient tribe said with horror on his face.

The ancient tribe was born at the beginning of this civilization era, and they were relatively familiar with the events of the previous civilization era.

Although he had never witnessed this mental bewitchment technique that caused thousands of thoughts to fall into his mind, he had also heard about it.

In an instant, friends and foes switch, and the person you trust most behind your back may become the one who stabs you!

"I didn't expect this ancient tribe to be quite knowledgeable!"

Fang Yue expressed his appreciation.

Then Duo Qiansi asked with a smile: "Young Master, it takes a lot of money for me to perform this secret technique once. Why don't you give me a hundred of the ancient clan's virtual immortal sacrifices to make up for the shortcomings in my origin?"

Zuo Qiansi looked at the Xuxian of those ancient tribes, and there was a strange red color in his eyes.

This Fallen Thousand Thoughts is not a good person to begin with. Devouring living beings and replenishing himself is a common occurrence.

"You will be given a hundred ancient virtual immortals, and I will give you ten drops of sixth-level soul liquid. This mental bewitchment consumes the most soul power. If the bewitchment fails, you may suffer backlash! It's better to give it to you. Ten drops of your sixth-turn soul liquid will keep you on guard!"

Fang Yue's words fell.

I caressed my elbow and praised him.

"A hundred-headed virtual immortal as a sacrifice?!"

The three true immortals of the ancient tribe were even more shuddering!

This is not a gentle human race that can be bullied. These people are simply more ferocious and terrifying than the demon race.

"I will keep these three true immortals from the ancient tribe. When I have to, I will sacrifice them all alive. Maybe I can summon unknown existences in the void to help me and others!"

Fang Yue glanced at the true immortal of the ancient tribe who was so frightened that he wet his pants on the spot, and then put them into the stone pendant with a wave of his hand.

The time and space in the stone pendant is eternal, and even living creatures can be sealed within it without any damage or consumption.

The ancient tribe's army came with great momentum, but left in disgrace.

Fang Yue narrowed his eyes and looked forward. At the beginning of the war, so many strong men from the ancient tribe had arrived. Even the strong men from Laizhen Fairyland appeared in one breath. There were as many as three. I really didn’t know that this time to what extent the war will eventually develop.

"There are still 432 virtual immortals from the remaining ancient tribes. I wonder how the young master will deal with them?"

In the blink of an eye, Luo Qiansi had already sacrificed hundreds of ancient clan's virtual immortals and turned them into tonics. He burped and asked Fang Yue.

Fang Yue rolled his eyes, and then said: "Let these people swear allegiance to me! Then you release the mind control and let me put them away! At the critical moment, they will be a sharp knife that can be inserted directly into the alliance of the three tribes The most important point!"

"good!"

Fang Yue planted talismans on these virtual immortals of the ancient tribe one by one, making them his most loyal slaves. Unless these people can one day break through to a point where the intensity of their mental power exceeds Fang Yue's, otherwise, they will live forever. Slave, you must not be detached!

After a while, Fang Yue put away the Xuxian of the ancient clan, and then led Duo Qiansi and others to rush forward!

No one knew that at the beginning of this war, three ancient people from the True Immortal Realm had already lost their lives in Yongfeng Town, and hundreds of ancient people from the Virtual Immortal Realm had also become slaves or sacrifices and left. The embrace of the ancient tribe!

"Go out and follow me to the battlefield of all races!"

After getting rid of a wave of strong men from the ancient tribe, he then led his men to the battlefield of all races.

"This battlefield No. 1017 in the east is a battlefield occupied by the black demon clan. This is a first-level battlefield. The strongest beings at the leader level can enter it! I will pacify the battlefield where I am!"

Fang Yue's true self stepped forward. To him, this level of battlefield was like his back garden!

In the leader realm, absolutely no one is his opponent.

And higher-level experts cannot enter. As long as he steps forward, this level of battlefield is his territory!

"good!"

Nangongye said: "You go and pacify this battlefield of ten thousand races, and I will remove the gathering point of the black demon clan within a hundred miles nearby. There are only five strong men from the Void Immortal Realm guarding that gathering point. The rest are all little shrimps at the level of the Great Holy Realm and Saint Realm! Pull out their gathering points and let their careful arrangements be destroyed! I want to make sure that the black demon clan can no longer be seen in this battlefield of thousands of races! "

"I will overturn the ancient city of the Wind Clan!"

Luo Dao looked pale, and his blood color had just recovered.

He took the initiative to ask for help, and he was full of decisiveness!

"There is a strong man from the third level of the True Immortal Realm sitting in the ancient city of the Wind Clan! There are also quite a few Void Immortals in it. Luo Qiansi, just go with Luo Daoyi! Luo Daoyi is in the light, You are in the dark, and if you really encounter something that Luo Daoyi cannot defeat, you will be the one to deal with it!"

Fang Yue dispatched troops and generals and arranged for Luo Daoyi and others.

"Yuanfeng, you and Xuanzhen are responsible for meeting me!"

Fang Yue's command was calm. Now they had just taken action. With deliberate calculation and unintentional calculation, they could catch the three tribes off guard.

If they wait until the three tribes are on guard, it will be more dangerous for them to divide their forces like this!

The three teams acted separately.

Fang Yue got into the eastern battlefield No. 1017 in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yue's flesh and blood clone has officially entered the saint level, and its aura is too strong to enter the first-level battlefield.

However, his true self is still lingering at the level of the leader realm, and stepping into the first-level battlefield is simply a crushing advantage.

In just three minutes, Fang Yue returned victoriously.

A first-level battlefield was directly swept away, and all the defenders of the Black Demon Tribe were sacrificed to death. The resources they accumulated were also accepted by Fang Yue and pocketed.

However, Fang Yue did not stop. Immediately afterwards, the two battlefields of the Ten Thousand Races, Eastern Battlefield 1024 and Eastern Battlefield 1026, belonging to the Wind Clan and the Ancient Clan respectively, were also bloodbathed by Fang Yue. In the battlefield, all the creatures were slaughtered and resources were taken away by Fang Yue.

The battlefield was dark and silent, just like the hell of hell.

When Fang Yue left, he also arranged powerful formations in the battlefield. Even a strong man at the level of the True Immortal Realm would be at risk of falling if he stepped into them!

The Ancient Clan, the Wind Clan, and the Black Demon Clan were all shaken.

This Ten Thousand Races Battlefield is the source of income for their special resources. At the same time, the ownership of this Ten Thousand Races Battlefield also affects their ethnic destiny. Losing a battlefield of all races is enough to have a certain impact on the destiny of their race.

The struggle of all races, the struggle of the general situation.

Fighting for the fate of all races, fighting for all kinds of resources.

"I captured three battlefields of all races and became the master of them. Although this battlefield has not been completely refined, the luck that surrounds me has exceeded the thousand years of luck accumulated in Yongfeng Town!"

Fang Yue walked out of the battlefield and couldn't help but sigh. No wonder everyone wants to compete for this battlefield of all races. The various resources on the battlefield are secondary. The most important thing is that this battlefield can provide strong luck for the strong and the ethnic groups.

If a practitioner has strong luck, he can turn bad luck into good luck, meet noble people when going out, and pick up treasures while walking. If a group has strong luck, more talents, treasures, and outstanding people can be born.

After Fang Yue plundered three first-level battlefields, the sky was filled with blood.

Fang Yue silently looked in the direction where the bloody light was gathering, and could roughly judge that this should be where the black demon tribe's gathering point was.

It seems that Nangongye has succeeded. The gathering points of the black demon clan have been slaughtered by Nangongye, and no soldiers are left! In fact, if we put it on normal days, such tragic events such as massacre and annihilation of families would rarely happen. All races would keep a thin line between themselves so that they can meet each other easily in the future.

But now, these three tribes are launching a war of genocide against the human race, so this unspoken rule has naturally been broken.

If the killing is open, the human race may not be inferior to the people of the three races.

Including Dongfang Ye, he also showed his demonic nature this time and wanted to kill these three tribes to the point of fear!

There was a bang.

In the sky, another bloody thunder exploded.

In the other direction, there was rain of blood and dark clouds!

An ancient city of the Wind Clan collapsed, and the strong man on the third floor of the True Fairy Realm who was responsible for guarding the city fell on the spot.

Luo Daoyi evolved a hundred-foot-long Dharma Appearance that reached through the sky and the earth. The face of this Dharma Appearance was as pale and bloodless as his body, but his aura soared into the sky and rose up at night!

The fortunes of the three clans were in turmoil, and their struggles took a turn for the worse.

This battlefield of all races is a place where luck gathers, and the strong men of the True Fairy Realm are one of the foundations of the race!

"How could this be?"

A strong man from the seventh level of the True Immortal of the Wind Clan who was sitting in the battlefield of all races woke up!

His eyes opened angrily, and his eyes were about to burst.

He sensed the destruction of the ancient city of the Wind Clan, and the people within it disappeared from the world.

The strong man in charge of the True Fairyland died tragically on the spot! This is an unbearable burden for the Wind Clan!

"Shouldn't the human race fight against the strong men of the three races in their own territory? When did they break out and appear in this battlefield of thousands of races!"

The true immortal of the Wind Clan trembled in his heart.

He realized something was wrong.

The human race did not follow their plan and fall into their trap step by step. Instead, they broke out and detoured to sneak attack on their rear camp.

This time the three tribes went on an expedition, using 70% of their clan strength, and the rear was empty. If the human race really took action at all costs, then they would really be riding a tiger! You must know that the human race and these three races are not the only ones on this battlefield of all races. If the weakness of these three races is exposed, other races may not take advantage of it!

The war has not even started yet, but the Wind Clan has already lost such a powerful man from the True Immortal Realm, a first-level battlefield of ten thousand races, and even an ancient city. If the fight really breaks out, seventy or eighty real people from the Wind Clan will die. Isn’t it a matter of minutes to become immortal?