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He Nian hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and pulled out his sword vigorously, retreated one after another, and said coldly after reaching a safe distance: "Yes, we broke the seal. There's no need to know."

"Father, woo woo woo!"

He Ling didn't wake up until this moment, seeing the blood spattering on He Xiang's chest, crying terribly.

"Don't cry, baby, run, run."

He Xiang grabbed He Ling's hand and shook her hard, throwing her out, shouting hoarsely.

"Father, I won't go, I won't go... woo woo woo... If we die, we will die together."

No matter what He Ling said, he was also a strong man who had half stepped into God, his body fell steadily on the ground, and he ran back desperately, crying so hard that he was out of breath.

"Go, go, if you don't go, I will never recognize you as a daughter again, don't go back to the clan, go to King Huai, hurry up!"

He Xiang was like a mad tiger, staggering to repel the attack of the seven people again, watching the eight traitors team up to kill the other three sluggish clansmen, red eyes shouted sharply: "There are you, hurry up!" Run, they won't leave any alive."

Yiren Patriarch and the others were dumbfounded. No one expected that the peace-loving Crane Clan, who had always been indifferent to fame and wealth, would have internal strife. After hearing Hexiang's reminder, they suddenly came to their senses and turned around to flee in all directions.

"If you want to run, there is no way. None of you can leave today. If you surrender obediently, maybe I will spare your lives."

At this moment, a sinister voice suddenly sounded, causing the Yiren Patriarch and the others to stop running away, staring at the hundreds of men in black walking out of the darkness in all directions as if facing a formidable enemy.

These men in black are of all races, but without exception, all of them are not lower than the peak demon king, and almost half of them have reached the state of semi-god.

The faces of Yiren Patriarch and the others turned ugly. They never thought that the Wan Yaoling still hides such a terrifying and powerful force.

"who are you?"

The Demon King Ziqueer asked coldly, what happened this day was so ups and downs that she felt at a loss as to what to do.

The Ten Thousand Monster City camp was completely wiped out, and only she survived alone, but immediately after that, there was internal strife among the Crane Clan, and then such an extremely powerful and terrifying force appeared.

The two camps fought fiercely, but in the end, the hidden forces picked the peaches, which made her feel very ironic.

"You don't care who we are, as long as you know that all of you are going to die tonight, do it!"

The leading man in black didn't have any racial characteristics. He looked similar to a human being. He waved his hand coldly, and hundreds of men in black surrounded him with a huff.

The Demon King Ziqueer glanced at the Yiren Patriarch with a wry smile: "It seems that we can only fight together to fight a bloody road first!"

"I am looking forward!"

The ancestor of the Yiren looked calm, and his determination made people feel heartbroken. As soon as the words fell, he and Ziqueer rushed out at the same time in a tacit understanding. His blood and white bone stubble were mixed together, which looked extremely dazzling under the starlight.

"Black blood? They are bastards of the black blood plague."

Zi Que'er's face changed drastically, and she yelled while gnashing her teeth.

The eyes of the Winged Alliance members who were panicking and wanted to fight their way out instantly turned red.

Roaring: "Kill all these bastards."

If you want to say who the Yaozu hates the most, it is undoubtedly the Black Blood Plague Clan.

If it weren't for the invasion of the black-blooded plague tribe endless years ago, the demon kingdom was destroyed, the law was missing, and countless ancestors of the demon tribe died in battle, they would not have been huddled in the collar of the ten thousand demons, and their cultivation was trapped at the peak of the demon king. unable to break through

.

This is a sworn hatred. Even if the strength of the members of the Winged Man Alliance is not at the same level as that of the man in black, they will never shrink back or be afraid.

All of them were mad with hatred, red-eyed like moths to a flame, and rushed forward to kill the man in black.

The men in black didn't expect these demon kings to be so courageous, they were caught off guard and were blown up by several rounds of concentrated fire, causing the men in black to be in chaos.

The leading man in black shouted angrily: "Don't panic, don't be chaotic, their strength is far inferior to ours, even if we have just experienced a hard battle, we can grind them to death."

Sure enough, the people in black stopped panicking and began to fight steadily, gradually regaining their disadvantages. Their strength far surpassed the Wingman Alliance, and their numbers even occupied an absolute advantage. After they stabilized, they began to fight against the Yaozu. A demon king was beheaded.

"Bastards, I'm fighting with you!"

The bloodliness of the demon clan has never faded. A demon king was seriously injured and was about to be killed. After a roar, he blew himself up, taking the lives of two men in black abruptly. seriously injured

took two.

"Well done, black-blooded bastards, I'm waiting for you in hell."

"No one in life has died since ancient times, and one dies one by one. I have earned it."

...

One after another self-detonation sounded, and within a short time, more than ten demon kings self-detonated and died, taking the lives of more than twenty men in black.

The face of the leader of the man in black was extremely gloomy. You must know that they all gathered together after restoring the memory of their previous lives through reincarnation. If one dies, one will be missing, and it is difficult to get a replacement.

For endless years, they have been hiding their heads and showing their tails like mice in the gutter, and they have only managed to accumulate a thousand people after a lot of hard work. The five hundred people who came today are all the best of the best. I didn't expect these demon kings to be so staunch. He blew himself up at the slightest disagreement, causing them to sacrifice more than 20 people in a short period of time, which made him twitch with distress.

His brain was spinning rapidly, but he had no good plan, so he could only shout loudly: "Everyone, be careful, if you see them about to explode, run away immediately."

"Yes, leader!"

The men in black are well-trained and have a strict hierarchy, and they all responded in unison when they heard the words.

But soon, they became depressed. These demon kings are very shameless. When they are about to be killed, they immediately prepare to blow themselves up. They are so scared that they run away in a hurry. As a result, the demon kings don’t blow themselves up again. They take the opportunity to heal their injuries. If they don’t After escaping, the demon kings immediately exploded, taking the lives of two or three people every time. There was no way, who made the black-blood plague clan's physical strength far inferior to that of the monster clan.

This made them desperate, but there was nothing they could do, and they were very frustrated. They thought that they could kill these demon kings and rescue the spider god without any effort, but they didn't expect that the casualties far exceeded their budget.

"Kill, kill them all, regardless of losses, at all costs!"

The leader of the man in black was accidentally injured by a demon king's self-explosion, and shouted angrily.

Now the battle became more and more fierce. Many demon kings were beheaded before they blew themselves up. The demon kings suffered heavy casualties, and the number of demon kings decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Heaven is going to kill my monster clan!"

After the Yiren Patriarch and the Demon King Zique'er teamed up to blow up a man in black again, Zique'er couldn't help but said sadly.

"It's not that serious, our reinforcements are coming soon."

The Yiren patriarch gasped and said that she was already exhausted from the high-intensity battle for so long, but she had to force herself to calm down to cheer up Zi Que'er.

"Reinforcements, where did they come from... You mean those scumbags?"

Zi Que'er's eyes lit up, then said dismissively

: "It's useless to count on those fools. Even if they come, I'm afraid they won't dare to show their faces."

"Don't worry, although they are fools, they will never pretend to be cowardly when facing black-blooded bastards."

The Yiren Patriarch said very seriously, but his hands didn't stop at all, and he and Zi Que'er teamed up again to kill one person.

"I hope, count on them, I would rather count on that Ding Ning of your Winged Human Race, maybe he can create some miracles."

Zi Que'er was beyond the expectation of Yiren Patriarch, and had great expectations for Ding Ning.

"I don't expect him to create any miracles in this desperate situation, I just hope that he can escape safely, and don't let my winged human race be cut off."

The Yiren patriarch smiled wryly, but he didn't expect Ding Ning to reverse the situation.

Zi Que'er was silent, yes, among the eight traitors from the Crane Clan, the ones with the lowest level of cultivation were all half-stepped into the gods, and there were even five real powerhouses in the state of ecstasies. You can still count on him.

Although He Xiang's vitality is rapidly passing away, he forcibly closed his heart veins, and with his powerful swordsmanship, he struggled with the eight traitors, dragged them firmly, and bought time for He Ling to escape.

It's just that He Ling is being entangled by the man in black at the moment, and it's impossible to kill a bloody way to escape for a moment. This makes He Xiang very anxious, and his mind is spinning rapidly, thinking about how to get his daughter out of danger.

It's a pity that when the big waves wash the sand, the weaker demon kings and men in black all died one after another, and the rest are elite soldiers and strong generals. Even if their lives are not in danger for the time being, no one can easily get rid of their opponents to help. This fact makes He Xiang Feeling deeply hopeless.

Just now, he had an elbow and armpit in a hurry, and he didn't pay attention to whether Ding Ning was beheaded, and now he is nowhere to be seen, which made He Xiang ignore his existence.

At this moment, Ding Ning was having a heart-to-heart talk with the Spider God in the Dragon Locking Formation. He realized that the hard-hearted old donkey would never make a move until the last moment, so even though he was very anxious, he could only be patient and talk The spider god negotiated, trying to instigate her to turn against her.

Since the spider god came out, who is the person he hates the most? Ding Ning is without a doubt. This fellow not only burned her eggs to death, but also executed her, no matter how much Ding Ning threatened her. She refused to take advantage of the lure, even if she died, she would drag Ding Ning to be buried with her.

Ding Ning was very annoyed, wishing to forcibly modify her gene to sign a master-servant contract, but he knew that he was looking for death, if the spider god was not willing, with her god-level strength, he could easily be backlashed.

This made him frown, watching the people he was familiar with die so tragically, his heart ached like a knife.

Just as he was searching for a solution, God Eater suddenly sent a message, indicating that it could take away the Spider God and replace it.

Ding Ning was pleasantly surprised but also a little worried. The God Devourer was his big trump card, and he didn't want to lose it to the Spider God if he failed to seize it.

The God Devourer expressed confidently that there would never be any problems. Only by devouring higher level Zerg continuously could it evolve to a higher level.

Ding Ning actually had some scruples in his heart, worried that once the God Eater evolved to a level of life that he could not control, it would break out of his control and cause harm to the world, and it would be too late to regret it.

But at this moment, he can't take care of much, he can only pin his hope on the God Devourer, and we will talk about the future.

With Ding Ning's permission, the God-eating Insect cheered and turned into a cloud of white mist, pouring into the head of the Spider God.

The Spider God's face was contorted and ferocious, and he screamed in pain, struggling desperately, but unfortunately he was firmly bound by the nebula chains, and he couldn't break free at all.

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