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- "kill!"
The cultivators of the Moyao tribe crossed the forest plains and entered the Tianlan tribe.
The Tianlan tribe counterattacked while defending, with bows and arrows and strong crossbows covering the sky and the sun, chariots and arrays gathered, bursting out colorful lights.
However, under the leadership of several ancestors of the four gods, the Moyao tribe drove the chariot, drove straight in, broke the defensive formation of the Tianlan tribe, divided, surrounded, and strangled.
This is a common attack method used by the demons against human cultivators, and the Moyao tribe uses it with great proficiency.
?Because a demon race is enough to fight against two to three human race cultivators, and with the advantage of the strength of the divine body, it can overwhelm the human race cultivators.
A common method used by human cultivators is to gather together to fight back by virtue of their superiority in numbers.
The Tianlan tribe also used this method to fight back against the Moyao tribe, but they were still at a disadvantage.
In less than a stick of incense, the cultivators of the Moyao tribe completely entered the Tianlan tribe, and corpses fell on the ground, and some were trampled into flesh.
The nine ancestors of the Four Paths of the Tianlan tribe led hundreds of ancestors to compete against the nearly half hundred ancestors of the Moyao tribe. They had an advantage in numbers, but they were still at a disadvantage.
"Father, the ancestors of the five gods of the Tianlan tribe did not come, it seems that they were paralyzed by us." Qisha Daozu said happily.
Patriarch Mo Yao nodded, and ordered without looking back: "Elders, it's your turn."
"As ordered."
Several five-path god ancestors of the Moyao tribe immediately turned into magic lights of different colors, and killed nine five-path god ancestors of the Tianlan tribe.
"Father, when are we going to make a move? The child is already impatient." The bloodthirsty light appeared in the eyes of Qisha Daozu, and he even wanted to take Qinglan Saintess into his arms as soon as possible
"Well, my father knows that although you are a knife cultivator, you have comprehended the holy way of killing. The stronger the murderous aura, the more helpful it will be for your practice."
The patriarch Mo Yao glanced at his son and said: "The most important thing is that you have condensed the wings of killing in the world of killing gods, so killing is the most important thing for your practice. For you, this is a great opportunity, go kill as much as you want.¡± At this time bao lai*x sw.*co m Zhang Si
"Haha, what the father said is exactly what the child wants."
The ancestor of Qisha Dao laughed loudly when he heard the words, and with a roll of his right hand, he took out a black magic sword, and immediately rose across the sky, slashing towards the cultivators of the Tianlan tribe.
"die!"
A cold word "death" was spit out, and the black magic knife, like a dragon, directly devoured a three-way god ancestor of the Tianlan tribe, leaving no bones left. 强牺 baolaixsw.com 读牺
"Is it the ancestor of the seven evil swords?"
At this time, the blue-robed elder and others had already fought with the ancestors of the five gods of the Moyao tribe. When they saw the black magic knife, they immediately knew its owner.
Soon, they saw the Qisha Saber Ancestor who was killing all directions, and their expressions changed slightly: "This bad boy has superb sword skills, and he has gone to the God Slaughter Realm to practice and practice the holy way of killing. The ordinary god ancestors of the same level can't do it at all." Not his single enemy."
"Haha, what kind of ancestors of the same level, even you and these old guys, are not my opponents." Qisha Daozu flew over, swiped his knife and laughed.
Boom!
The black magic knife slashed down again, and two second-level god ancestors and one first-order god ancestor died unexpectedly.
Seeing this, the blue-robed elder hurriedly shouted to the gods below the four ancestors of the Tianlan tribe: "Come closer to us quickly."
Qisha Saber Ancestor glanced at the back, then turned around with a smile and said to the blue-robed elder: "I'm afraid you won't have this chance."
Hearing the words, the blue-robed elder looked in the direction he was looking at just now, and immediately saw the figure of the Mo Yao patriarch, and his expression changed drastically:
"No, the old thief Moyao is really here, everyone go back!"
But before he finished his sentence, the Mo Yao patriarch sitting on the black chariot had already made a move.
He is the ancestor of the five paths of gods and the dark demon clan, by no means comparable to the ancestors of the four paths of gods, and his attack speed is amazing.
As soon as he got up, he disappeared on the black chariot, and appeared in front of the blue-robed elder and others in an instant, and slapped him casually.
Boom!
A wave of magic power belonging to the ancestors of the five gods and containing the blood of the dark demon clan burst out from the palm of the patriarch Mo Yao, directly dimming the power that shone with various colors of divine light.
In the dark sky, a clear black palm emerged, unifying the blue-robed elder and others.?? covered, the surrounding space was immediately imprisoned, and the air stopped flowing.
At this moment, there was only the sound of space cracking between heaven and earth, and when he saw the black palm print was about to be slapped on the blue-robed elder and the others, there was a sudden roar.
I saw a blue divine light rushing out from behind the blue-robed elder and the others. It was a blue sharp gun, piercing through the void, passing the blue-robed elder and the others, and piercing the black palm print.
Buzz!
A mighty energy that also belonged to the ancestors of the Five Paths erupted from the blue gun, piercing through the black palm prints, turning into several strands of devilish energy and rolling back in all directions.
The blue-robed elder and the others survived the disaster, and they all froze for a moment, looked at the blue gun, and said ecstatically, "The patriarch, it was the patriarch who saved us."
All cultivators of the Tianlan tribe know that this blue gun is the chief's natal weapon, and only he can use it.
Therefore, at this moment, not only the blue-robed elders and others, but also every cultivator of the Tianlan tribe shouted excitedly: "The patriarch is here, the patriarch is here to help us."
Seeing this, Qisha Daozu retreated a hundred miles, looked at his father, and was about to ask, when he saw his father say three words decisively: "Impossible!"
But as soon as Patriarch Mo Yao finished speaking, he saw a round-faced middle-aged man wearing a blue cloak stepping from behind the blue-robed elder and others.
He is the head of the Tianlan patriarch, raised his hand, and the blue gun flew back into his palm by itself, and the patriarch Mo Yao said to him with a smile: "Mo Yao, it seems that my appearance is a bit unexpected for you."
Hearing these words, Patriarch Mo Yao felt extremely harsh. Looking at the smile on Patriarch Tianlan's face, he felt that it was a kind of irony to himself.
But he still couldn't accept this matter, and questioned: "Tianlan, I know your injury well. It is impossible for you to recover in such a short period of time, so you must be bluffing."
The Tianlan patriarch smiled and said: "You are right. Logically speaking, I really can't recover from my injuries like this, but fortunately I have the help of Mr. Tianjian, so today you are doomed to be disappointed."
"Master Tianjian?"
It was the first time that Mo Yao patriarch heard this title, and he couldn't help but looked at Tianlan patriarch suspiciously, but saw a pair of young men and women walking behind him, it was Lin Chen and Qinglan saintess.
At this moment, the Mo Yao patriarch knew that Lin Chen was the Tianjian son that the Tianlan patriarch said without asking.
But when he saw that Lin Chen was only in the realm of the three gods, he sneered and said: "Tianlan, can a small three gods heal your injuries? Do you really think I'm a fool, will you believe your words?"
"I knew you wouldn't believe it, but that's the truth."
The Tianlan patriarch said with a smile: "By the way, let me tell you one more thing. Today's plan to lure the snake out of the cave was also made by Master Tianjian."
Patriarch Mo Yao sneered when he heard the words: "Tianlan, your nonsense words are useless to me. As for who is the snake today and who leads the snake out of the hole, it is not up to you to decide."
"Father, why do you need to talk nonsense with him? Since he admires this human ant so much, let the child handle it."
Qisha Daozu looked at Lin Chen, waved the black magic knife in his hand, and said: "This kind of thing, my child can kill it with just one knife."
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