Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

The five tribesmen of the Wu clan chose to put all their efforts at this moment and launched five unprecedentedly powerful tricks. The same Moyun Ancestor was not to be outdone and used his own trick, Moyun Barrier!

When the five powerful attacks met the green mist, it was like dry wood meeting fire, and snow meeting hot oil. They immediately clashed violently. There was a constant crackling sound, and every sound was an explosion of vitality.

As the five attacks deepened, the green clouds became thicker and thicker, and the obstruction of the clouds became stronger and stronger. The five attacks could no longer be seen in the outside world, and only bursts of vitality could be heard.

From time to time, red, blue, yellow, green, and gold rays of vitality break free from the shackles of the green fog and illuminate half of the sky.

Wu Yan and other five clan leaders collapsed on the ground. Their spiritual consciousness was too weak to peek out to observe the scene in the green mist. They could only judge through vague induction that their attacks had not been completely corroded by the green mist and were still there.

Moving forward with difficulty.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but have a hope in their hearts, and secretly prayed to the Witch Ancestor to bless them and eliminate the Mo Yun Ancestor.

Time passed slowly, and the green mist was filled with strange waves and rolling clouds. Wu Yan and others' senses seemed to be affected by something and they were no longer able to judge the current situation.

At this moment, a fire suddenly burst out in the green mist near the ancestor of Moyun. An orange-red firebird the size of an adult's fist appeared in the gap in the green mist. The firebird burned violently and turned into a

A raging orange fireball hit Patriarch Moyun.

At the same time, a much smaller Weak Water Dragon, Hell Balrog, Ancient Giant Tree Man and Golden Sword appeared around Patriarch Moyun, and then attacked Patriarch Moyun at the same time.

The five five-element attacks emitted huge energy fluctuations and light, and the entire sky that illuminated them was constantly fluctuating in brightness and destruction.

Ancestor Moyun's expression changed, and he only had time to protect the three skulls by his side when a violent explosion struck.

Rumbling, banging, crackling, popping, bursts of inexplicable energy explosions were heard in the green mist. Wu Yan and others who were hundreds of meters away could feel the vibrations of the earth.

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Wu Yan and the other four people looked at each other, not knowing what the outcome was, and they all stared intently into the depths of the green mist.

After a long time, these noises gradually stopped, and the original calmness returned to the depths of the green mist. Everyone was silent for a while, and a tense atmosphere filled the surroundings.

A gust of wind blew. It was not very strong and could only move the long hair of Wu Yan and others. However, it was this small wind that gently blew over everyone, and then slowly drifted towards the green mist, and then fell down.

In an instant, the green mist that was so powerful and tough was blown away by the breeze.

Like a scroll covered with gauze being unveiled, or like a bird poking its head out of the clouds, everything was slowly unveiled in front of the five tribesmen of the Wu clan.

The place that was originally deep in the green mist was now exposed to everyone's eyes. The ground was full of criss-crossing cracks, spreading deep and shallow toward the center. Along with the cracks, countless swords could be seen inward.

There are marks of chopping, marks of fire, marks of freezing, and deep pits, and these marks become more intense as they spread inside.

Everyone's gaze slowly extended inside, and at noon everyone saw Patriarch Moyun in the center of the crack.

The situation of Mo Yun Ancestor at this time is not good, it can even be said to be extremely bad, but Wu Yan and the other five clan leaders did not show a smile. On the contrary, their hearts kept falling towards the boundless darkness. The same Mo Yun

The ancestor knew that his situation was not good, and could even be said to be extremely bad, but he began to laugh. The laughter was low and hoarse at first, and then began to slowly get louder. In the end, it seemed that only this proud smile remained in the whole world.

smile.

After a long time, perhaps because I was tired of laughing, or maybe I felt it was boring, the laughter finally stopped.

Ancestor Moyun raised his hand and slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, pushed back the broken bun of hair, raised his legs little by little and stepped on the broken skull into several pieces and walked forward.

Maybe the skull was too hard, which made Patriarch Mo Yun uncomfortable. He started coughing non-stop, and as he coughed, traces of blood began to flow down his mouth. He wiped it a few times, and wiped it.

Inexhaustible, Patriarch Moyun simply ignored it and limped step by step towards Wu Yan right in front of him.

Everyone's mood dropped step by step as Patriarch Mo Yun moved around, approaching the abyss of despair step by step.

Wu Yan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but felt that everything was pale, but now that the matter had come to this, what was there to say? It was rare that there was no anger, hatred, anxiety and other emotions in his heart, and only peace remained. He had done everything.

He had the greatest strength, but the result was still beyond their expectations. Ancestor Mo Yun was too strong. But at least he did what he should do, and the result was no longer important.

No matter how long the road is, no matter how slow you walk, as long as you keep walking, you will eventually reach it. Patriarch Mo Yun finally walked in front of Wu Yan with difficulty. Patriarch Mo Yun looked up and down at Wu Yan, who had a calm face, and felt suddenly in his heart.

Why was he so calm when a raging flame burst out? Losers shouldn't yell angrily, or cry bitterly with regret and fear on their faces, or kneel down cowardly and beg for his forgiveness.

It just can't be so plain.

Ancestor Mo Yun felt very unhappy. Wu Yan made him unhappy, so he decided to make Wu Yan unhappy too, and very unhappy!

Ancestor Mo Yun took a step forward, slowly raised his foot and stepped on Wu Yan's chest, and said jokingly: "Look, I have won now, and you have lost. The inheritance of your Wu clan for thousands of years is destined for me.

It’s over, haha... I’m really honored!”

With a sneer on his lips, Patriarch Mo Yun slowly raised his right hand, and a ball of green magic flame flickered at his fingertips. The magic flame was very small, but it was enough to kill Wu Yan.

Wu Yan closed his eyes and looked solemn, with some slight regret, but no regrets.

The other four clan leaders had a look of sorrow and anger on their faces, but they could only watch helplessly as Patriarch Mo Yun's magic flames fell towards Wu Yan step by step, unable to do anything.

At this moment, a whisper suddenly came from the quiet air. The sound was not loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present.

"Collapse Finger!"

The moment the sound sounded, a streak of blood flashed instantly, and then in the next moment, golden light pierced Patriarch Moyun's forehead.

Ancestor Moyun was shaken, his body stiffened, and the demonic flames in his right hand could no longer be suppressed. The momentum of his whole body gradually began to decline, and a trace of unreal feeling slowly emerged in his heart...