God of Life and Death

This time the Wind Clan's luck dropped by five thousandths!

The soldiers on the front line of the Wind Clan are acting on a whim and are anxious!

The immortal spirit fell and Feng Yan died.

This voice rang in the minds of all the Wind Clan experts above the True Immortal Realm.

This is not the voice of any strong person in the Wind Clan, but the resonance of the Wind Clan’s bloodline, an evolution of the supreme will!

"Wind Clan, what's going on? Luck has been greatly shaken, and strong men have fallen one after another. Is it possible that they are at a disadvantage in the confrontation with the human race?"

Some people among the Ten Thousand Clans were shocked and confused. The allied forces of the three tribes had just landed in the air, and something like this happened to the Wind Clan.

"This is not the territory of the human race, but the battlefield of all races! I just opened my eyes of the sky to watch the ups and downs of fortune. A strange phenomenon appeared in the battlefield of all races. Immortals fell and died on the battlefield!"

Among the Ten Thousand Clans, an old man from the True Immortal Realm who was about to pass away spoke. Although he had exhausted his Qi and blood and even his lifespan, he was quite proficient in the art of looking at Qi and could definitely fight in the battlefield of Ten Thousand Clans. Included in the top ten.

"I saw that a master from the human race was born, and he ambushed and killed the strong men of the wind tribe. This time the alliance of the three tribes went out to fight with their lives uncertain. They might win a big victory, but they might ruin their own foundation!"

The old man's voice trembled, and there was light shining in his eyes.

The human race is like a centipede insect that remains alive even in its most declining years. It can shine brightly even in its most declining years.

This time all races join forces to besiege the human race, and the outcome is unpredictable.

Perhaps the human race will be suppressed and unable to recover due to this, but it is also possible that several ethnic groups will decline as a result, or even be completely eliminated from this world!

All races no longer looked down upon the human race, but became quite vigilant.

Whether the strong men of the human race have returned has become an unsolved mystery in the hearts of all races!

The three races on the front line are more sensitive than the ten thousand races.

They are already like an arrow, and it will be difficult to turn back!

If this is really a plan set by the human race, then the human race's plan may be so big that they will no longer be arrogant and showy, but stay on the sidelines and be ready to retreat at any time!

"Fang Yue, where should we go next?"

Luo Dao was excited when he saw it. Although his face was still pale, his whole body exuded a strong murderous intention.

Fang Yue glanced at Luo Daoyi, then chuckled and said, "The next step is to completely muddy the water in this pool!"

"Nowadays, the Wind Clan has suffered heavy losses and their luck has declined sharply. The three tribes are in panic and doubt that there is a strong person returning from the human race. If I can't guess, according to the nature of the Wan Clan, they should be conservative and wait and see. But the human race You and I know the situation very well. The so-called background and the so-called reinforcements are all an illusion. The current cloud of doubt will not last long. Once the coalition of the three tribes reacts, perhaps the offensive against the human race will be even more fierce! Unless we inflict real pain on the three races in a short period of time, or even adopt a posture of dying together, then we can make all races fearful and stop treating the human race as fish and meat on the chopping board and slaughter them at will!"

Fang Yue has great courage.

If you want to play, play big!

"But with the power of you and me, sneak attacks on some of the gathering points of the Ten Thousand Clans are already the limit! When we really reach the lair of the Ten Thousand Clans, even if there are no strong men at the Daluo realm sitting in charge, there are several spiritual immortals There is always one! With our power, it’s hard to resist!”

Nangong Yefei felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He wished he had been born three thousand years earlier. Now he might be a master at the level of the spiritual fairyland and be able to turn things around on his own!

"Who said we don't have reinforcements!"

Fang Yue looked at Nangongye.

"This is the power of calamity, which is our reinforcement. What do you think will happen if I drag a massive amount of power of calamity into a battlefield of thousands of races of the Wind Clan?"

Fang Yue's eyes were filled with excitement.

He has long wanted to use this power of calamity!

It's just that the previous situation didn't give him a chance to perform.

"Fang Yue, can you control the power of calamity?"

Nangongye's eyes lit up.

They had seen the horror of this doomed power with their own eyes.

How powerful were the civilizations in the past? Didn’t they all die under the force of disaster in the end?

"Of course! Otherwise, why would I waste so much effort to create the seal of the Yongfeng Town Guardian? This seal is the carrier of the power of disaster. If poured down, it can definitely create a Or a doomed creature with unparalleled digital skills!"

Fang Yue glanced at Nangong Ye and said.

"But, Fang Yue, didn't your seal remain in Yongfeng Town?"

Nangongye hesitated, could it be that Fang Yue cast two seals?

"Of course there is only one seal. The seal I left in Yongfeng Town is fake! When I made the seal that day, in order to shock Xiao Xiao, I was too high-profile! So, I was worried that someone would see it. , my seal can carry the power of calamity! Therefore, in order to avoid suspicion, I left a fake seal in Yongfeng Town, so that people will not suspect that the power of calamity of the Wind Clan was created by me. It came out! After all, the power of calamity is too sensitive! If it is exposed, I am afraid it will be criticized verbally and writtenly by all races!"

"I'm going to set the Wind Clan's backyard on fire, and then we'll see whether they withdraw their troops or not! This calamity is coming, and the troops are causing trouble. This is the Wind Clan's own bad luck. I can't rely on me for this kind of thing. On the head!”

Fang Yue was not prepared to continue to be tough, because he was not yet at the point where he could kill all the invincible opponents in the world.

However, sometimes conspiracy may not be inferior to strength. The key is to be able to grasp the rhythm and initiative of the war.

The three tribes airborne, although it was a bit unexpected.

But the overwhelming force has exposed a weak rear.

"There is a second-level battlefield of thousands of tribes nearby. The Wind Clan and the Thunder Clan are competing! The Wind Clan has the absolute upper hand, and it is estimated that the Thunder Clan will not be able to hold on for too long!"

Luo Daoyi was extremely excited. He was the best at doing bad things!

A second-level battlefield, its importance is self-evident to the Wind Clan.

The richness of its resources is more than a hundred times that of the first-level battlefield.

If you can occupy a second-level battlefield of thousands of races, the resources produced there can cultivate three to five powerful people in the true fairyland!

Of course, resources are only one aspect of cultivating true immortals. The practitioner's talent, time and inheritance are also key factors!

In the second-level battlefield, the strongest people that can exist have reached the level of the Void Immortal Realm, and there are many famous strong men on the Void Immortal List.

If these strong men on the front line fall, it will also be a big blow to the Wind Clan.

At this time, Nangongye had already begun to mourn for the Feng clan. Why did he offend such a demon king like Fang Yue.

Why choose WindClan for surgery?

In addition to public hatred, I am afraid there is also private hatred. In fact, in the battlefield of all races, everyone knows that there is an irreconcilable hatred between Fang Yue, the Feng Clan and the Black Demon Clan, especially between Fang Yue and the Feng Clan. The hatred between them is particularly serious.

This black demon clan is fierce, at least it is obvious.

The Feng clan, on the other hand, stabbed the human race secretly. They began to use their hands on the human race when the five clans alliance was formed, and Feng Gu and others repeatedly made things difficult for Fang Yue. Although Feng Gu had been killed by Fang Yue, Fang Yue The hatred between Yue and Feng Clan has never been eliminated because of Feng Gu’s death!

"Where is that secondary battlefield?"

Fang Yue asked Luo Daoyi.

Luo Daoyi is an elite person, with wide connections and well-informed information in the battlefield of all races!

Eastern battlefield 074.

Luo Daoyi quickly gave a spatial coordinate.

This battlefield is only half a stick of incense away from where Fang Yue and others are.

Soon, everyone arrived at the gate of this second-level battlefield.

"The second-level Ten Thousand Races Battlefield only allows creatures from the Virtual Immortal Realm and below to enter!"

Fang Yue and others came to the entrance of the Eastern Battlefield No. 074. Fang Yue decided to enter it with Luo Daoyi. If they didn't come out after half a day, they would let Dongfang Ye go in to search.

This second-level Ten Thousand Races battlefield cannot be entered by people above the Void Immortal Realm. Only Fang Yue, Luo Daoyi, and Dongfang Ye in the team can enter.

Fang Yue and Luo Daoyi stepped into the battlefield.

A strong smell of sulfur filled his nostrils.

This battlefield of all races turned out to be like hell. There were nine red suns in the sky. The sun was scorching and the earth was cracked. There was no vegetation growing, only long rivers made of magma flowing.

The environment of this battlefield is not suitable for the growth of normal creatures at all, but because it is filled with the power of fire, the fire element is particularly abundant.

"Actually, this second-level battlefield is a good place. If the war situation outside is not tight, I can just use the power of the flames here to refine the magic weapon!"

Luo Daoyi showed a look of great interest.

The environment is not good or bad, it just depends on how to treat and utilize it!

Fang Yue knelt down and held up a handful of magma. The magma, which was thousands of degrees hot, was like warm water when it fell into Fang Yue's hands, unable to burn his skin at all.

"This magma is the flames of purgatory, and it is the material of the saint level. As long as a living being at the leader level is contaminated by even a little bit, there is a possibility of being incinerated into ashes!"

"It's just that I didn't see anyone from the Thunder Clan or the Wind Clan here. Could it be that they have given up on the entrance to this battlefield?"

Fang Yue was a little surprised. In this battlefield of ten thousand races, each one generally has only one entrance and exit.

This is the key point, no clan will give up easily!

Originally, Fang Yue just wanted to capture a few Wind Clan members at the Void Fairy Realm level, forcibly inject some calamity power into their bodies, causing their bodies to change and their bloodline to return to their ancestors, and then throw them into the Wind Clan to harm them. Tribe, but God’s calculations are not as good as those of others.

As soon as Fang Yue and Luo Dao entered the battlefield, they found that the people from the Thunder Clan and the Wind Clan did not send troops to guard the entrance. Even when their spiritual thoughts extended for three thousand miles, they did not see even a single figure. .

"Something happened to this battlefield of ten thousand seats!"

Fang Yue's heart sank, and he realized something was wrong.

It's not that the people of the Wind Clan and Thunder Clan are careless, but that they have been controlled by others or have turned into skeletons in the magma.

"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect someone to come in and die! Although the cultivation level is a bit humble, the skin and flesh are fresh and tender, just in time to be turned into today's dinner for the Demon King!"

An enchanting voice suddenly appeared behind Fang Yue and Luo Daoyi.

Both of them broke out in cold sweat.

Because before this sound appeared, neither of them noticed that there was a living being behind it based on the sensitivity of their spiritual thoughts.

If the other party deliberately wanted to sneak attack on them, wouldn't it mean that the two of them would have their heads separated by now?