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The aura on the first peak of the Swallowing Mouse Clan disappeared, and an old man in black stepped out slowly.

The Cultivation Base of the peak of the Holy Lord gushed out of his body. This old man in black was the patriarch of the Tuntian Mouse Clan, Wu Chen.

At this moment, Wu Chen's face was full of gloom, he looked at Wu Tunye and asked, "Which race is your follower?"

"Purple Rat Clan." Wu Tunye said indifferently without the slightest expression on his face.

"Purple Rat Clan!" Wu Chen's eyes were full of anger.

"Where's the Elder?" Wu Chen's voice sounded in the Tuntian Shu clan.

Soon several figures appeared in front of Wu Chen, and a terrifying aura surged from each of them.

"Patriarch, what can you do with me?" asked the Elder of the Tuntian Mouse Clan.

"If you can kill ten Elders, then the opponent's strength will be determined by the Holy Lord Realm." Wu Chen said.

"You Elder group should go and investigate it yourself. If the person who killed ten Elders is in the Purple Rat Clan, take him and bring him back to me."

"Okay." The big Elder nodded and agreed.

"I'm going too. Ten Elder was killed, so my entourage is probably dead. I want to see with my own eyes who is so bold as to kill my entourage." Wu Tunye was beside him. Said, the tone definitely does not give any room for negotiation.

Wu Chen frowned, and looked at Wu Tunye: "Ye'er, there is only one month left before the Tianjiao seminar, you should practice quickly, and you don't need to deal with other things.".

"No need! One month's time is nothing to me. This time, I am sure that I will overwhelm all the heroes in the Tianjiao talk meeting, and I will be generous in the talk meeting." Wu Tunye showed a trace of confidence on his face.

"Yes,,," Wu Chen still wanted to persuade.

"Let him go, there are a few Elders here, and nothing will happen to Ye'er." At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded.

The faces of all the people of the Tuntian Mouse Clan changed, and they hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"Understood, Patriarch." Wu Chen replied respectfully, then turned around and looked at the Elder with respect.

"Take care of the Son of God, don't let him do anything."

The Elders and the others nodded, and they set off on the teleportation array with Wu Tunye towards the territory of the Purple Rat Clan.

After Wu Tunye transferred several teleportation arrays, he soon appeared in a no-man's land three thousand miles away from the Purple Mouse Sect.

Wu Tunye flew high into the sky, and after confirming his direction, he quickly attacked with several Elders.

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In the Great Hall of the Purple Rat Clan, other people who were not dead were still cowering in a corner, not daring to come out.

Because of the mysterious bronze chariot high in the sky, none of them left yet, instead they seemed to be waiting for something.

"Patriarch Zhong, you said they killed the Elder of the Swallowing Mouse Clan, but they didn't run away quickly, what were you thinking?" The visitor from the Green Snake Clan approached Zhong Mo and asked in a low voice.

"How do I know that!" Zhong Mo said with embarrassment on his face, while his own daughter stood there silently.

The Zishu clan was exterminated, and Hu Tian was killed. Now his Swan clan has no support, and even his own daughter has become a widow.

How could he not be angry now.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I think the existence in the bronze chariot should have come prepared, and it is very likely that it came for the ancient royal family's swallowing mouse clan."

"Of course I bumped into the unlucky Zishu clan first. Hey, what a pity. The Zishu clan became and swallowed the Tianshu clan, and it died because of the Tiantian rat clan." The green snake clan was like a chatterbox. , chattering endlessly in Zhong Mo's ear.

"The people from the Tuntian Mouse Clan are here, Lord Shengzi." Dongfang Bubai suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the distant sky.

A few small black dots on the far side of the sky quickly rushed towards the Purple Rat Clan, and after a while Wu Tunye and several Elders appeared at the high altitude of the Purple Rat Clan.

Several Elders of the Swallowing Rat Clan looked down at the tragic situation with gloomy faces, and their hearts were filled with endless anger.

Someone dared to massacre the race protected by their Tuntian Mouse Clan, this is simply a slap in the face of their ancient royal family.

"It's really here. I didn't expect that the Elder group and Shenzi of the Tuntian Mouse Clan are here!" The Green Snake Clan said excitedly, staring straight at the sky with bright eyes.

"Are you the ones who killed my ten Elders and my followers?" Wu Tunye looked at the bronze chariot with no expression on his face.

There seemed to be no emotion on his body, even when he mentioned the death of his entourage, Wu Tunye did not have any emotional fluctuations.

"Which race are you guys from? How dare you kill our Elder!" The Elder of the Tuntian Rat Clan stood up, looking coldly at the bronze chariot.

"You guys are finally here. I'm almost falling asleep waiting." Chen Fan's voice came from inside the chariot.

"You are the son of god who devoured the rat clan? It doesn't look like much."

"Bold! The gods of our clan are the ones you can comment on." Several Elders were instantly angry.

At this time, Chen Fan slowly stepped out from the bronze chariot, finally revealing his true self in front of everyone.

"What a young cultivator, no! Is he a human race?" The eyes of the Green Snake people below instantly widened, and they exclaimed.

"Hehe, I didn't expect it to be a friend from another continent." Wu Tunye looked at Chen Fan with a look on his face.

He felt a powerful aura from Chen Fan's body, which was comparable to him.

In Wu Tunye's heart, he had already concluded that Chen Fan was the arrogance of those supreme gods who came to other states.

Because on the land of Dongzhou, it is impossible for the ancient royal family to allow the appearance of human arrogance.

"I don't know who is the Supreme Divine Sect?" Wu Tunye asked.

"Me? I'm from the Northern Wilderness." Chen Fan shrugged.

"Beihuang?" Wu Tunye frowned, and suddenly looked up at Chen Fan ferociously.

"Are you from the Demon Sea Sect? Are they members of the Bloodthirsty Legion?".

There are many Elders of the Swallowing Rat Clan. Hearing this, his face changed suddenly, and he looked at the three of them in the first day of junior high school. There was a chill in my heart.

A year ago, when the Golden-winged Great Peng army invaded the Northern Wilderness, and all of them died tragically in the Northern Wilderness, the other ancient royal families knew a little bit about it.

The black and red figure, the metal mask that seems to cry and smile, and the Killing intent all over the body, this is exactly what a member of the Northern Wilderness Bloodthirsty Legion looks like.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Chen Fan looked at Wu Tunye, and then asked, "I want to ask you something, is the Sparrow God Order of Xianquelou on your body?".

"On my body, why do you ask this?" Wu Tunye was taken aback by Chen Fan's question.

"It's fine on your body!" Chen Fan showed a strange smile on his face, and his figure appeared above Wu Tunye's head in a flash, and the golden light in his hand resounded against Wu Tunye.

"Then you can die in peace!"

Many Elders of the Swallowing Rat Clan saw Chen Fan's sudden attack, and hurried forward to stop it.

But the figures of Dongfang Bubai and Guo Jing suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking them.

"Your opponent is us." A smile appeared on Dongfang Bubai's handsome face.

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