"Hurry up."
The starry sky was devastated, and there were a lot of shouts.
They were groups of monks wearing armor, holding fairy swords and fighting weapons, standing everywhere in the starry sky.
There were no scars on any of them, and there was no blood on Hu Lie's shirt.
That's right, these monks are all hidden troops of all parties. No matter how miserable the war in the world is, they have never participated in the war. It is not that they are willing to die, but to prevent the flood tribe from launching a sudden attack.
This time, the war was temporarily over, and all the hidden troops came out of the mountains and rushed to all parts of the starry sky to attract the monks from the heavens and protect them from returning safely.
Buzz! Buzz!
The starry sky in the east is humming constantly.
After looking carefully, I realized that it was a domain gate holding up the sky, shining brightly.
In all directions of the Domain Gate, there are many battle flags shouting, including the Great Chu Battle Flag. The person leading it is none other than Xiao Feng, the master of the first palace of Hengyue, wearing armor and roaring in his cloak.
He also came to pick up the wounded. He brought a hundred thousand soldiers with him. With the domain gate as the center, he arranged his troops in a radius of thousands of miles. While receiving the wounded, he also defended the surrounding area to prevent the Honghuang tribe from killing and causing chaos.
"Uncle Master, I almost couldn't see you."
From a distance, Xie Yun, Situ Nan and others came here with their injured bodies in tow, helping each other and laughing tiredly.
"More words, hurry up, go in and heal."
Xiao Feng shouted, still standing in the void, looking around vigilantly, while many monks from Da Chu came forward to meet Xie Yun and the others.
"A narrow escape from death!"
Xie Yun sat down under the domain gate, stuffed the elixir into his mouth, and then picked up the wine bottle.
"Fortunately, the gods won."
Situ Nan was seriously injured and exhausted. He fell asleep leaning against the domain gate and snored loudly.
The wounded were almost the same. They fell into a deep sleep before they had time to heal their wounds. They were all too tired.
"Quick, southeast, pick us up quickly."
"Don't be careless and guard the four sides."
"Pile source stones and always prepare for domain gate transmission."
Xiao Feng's loud shouts continued frequently, filling the starry sky.
He, like a general, patrols in the void and issues military orders one by one.
As time went by, more wounded people arrived and were greeted from afar and taken back to safety.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The domain gate buzzes, being propped up again and again, and transported again and again. When the number of wounded reaches a certain number, a batch will be sent away, whether it is Xuanhuang, Netherworld or Dachu. They will be transported in batches. Those three places are safe places. .
There are many stars in the sky like Xiao Feng and others.
Looking down at the void, there are many starry skies like this. With a domain gate as the center, troops are arranged in formation, guarding the four sides while picking up the wounded from all sides.
Raising troops and mobilizing people in this way is not without purpose.
The Prehistoric Clan is elusive, and who can guarantee that they won't make a sneak attack
Nowadays, in the human world, people ranging from the most powerful quasi-emperor to the juniors in the spiritual realm have fought to the point of exhaustion. The entire world is at its weakest stage. If the prehistoric tribe breaks out and causes chaos at this moment, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"Just give the gods a few days."
Looking at the phantom water curtains, Fu Ya took a deep breath. The three emperors were slaughtered, the heavenly demons and evil demons were repelled, but he didn't want to cause any more trouble.
The human king stood quietly without saying a word.
In the era of changes in the emperor's path, the Zhoutian deduction has become ineffective, but a certain premonition is still very effective.
There will definitely be trouble.
The prehistoric tribe will definitely cause rebellion. As for how many races will participate, it is unknown.
boom! boom! boom!
As he expected, the calm starry sky was filled with rumbling sounds, one after another, and he could smell the aura of prehistoric times.
That's right, the Prehistoric tribe came out. Most of them were covered in black robes, and they all held cold killing swords in their hands. It was unknown which race they belonged to. They were like a god of killing, carrying out sneak attacks in the dark, harvesting fresh lives one by one.
puff! puff! puff!
The broken starry sky was filled with blood.
There were too many monks from all over the world, supporting each other and walking, but while walking in the starry sky, their heads separated from their bodies, and their souls were scattered on the spot.
Tragic scenes occurred frequently, affecting the entire starry sky. Screams, howls, roars, and unbridled laughter resounded throughout the world.
That scene was really sad and infuriating.
The monks in the heavens fought so fiercely and withstood the strong winds and waves of the heavenly demons and the evil demons. Now they have won the battle and repelled the invasion from the outside world. However, most of them capsized in the gutter and did not die at the butcher's knife of the heavenly demons and the evil demons. Next, he was buried in the hands of the prehistoric tribe.
"Damn it."
King Chu Jiang snorted coldly, his heart was filled with anger, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His body was shaking and he almost fell down.
The other Yamas were not much better. Eight out of ten people could not stand firm. The Nine Emperors of Chu and the Nine Divine Generals, Honghuang Qilin, and Piao Miao Lao Dao who were traveling with them were also miserable. They were each holding on to their support and staggering. If it weren't for the support of the Jidao Emperor's weapon, he would probably have collapsed.
"Damn it."
In another starry sky, the Holy Lord Slaughter Emperor and the others suffered the same fate. On their way back, they were attacked more than once. Many old immortals from heaven and old generals from the underworld were buried in the prehistoric massacre.
boom! boom! boom
In the Western Star Territory, Shura Tianzun carried Yuanshi Tianzun on his back and fled all the way.
There is nothingness behind them, the space is distorted, and it is difficult to conceal the aura of the ancient world. The powerful men of the ancient world are chasing and killing them. I don’t know how many old quasi-emperors were slaughtered with them.
"Rat, a bunch of rats."
On the other side of the galaxy, the King of Creation's curses were filled with overwhelming anger. Due to the prehistoric interception and killing, the divine body was almost destroyed. The chaotic body was even worse. His head was almost cut off, and the true body of the soul was severely damaged again.
At this point, there were also strong men from the ancient times who secretly blocked the killing. It was quite difficult for the two of them to escape.
"Kill, kill for me."
"Catch the ones alive, catch them alive for me."
"Despicable ant."
More and more prehistoric clans are running out of their ancestral land. Most of them are led by clan kings, who lead the clan's army and rush towards the starry sky, causing massacres.
The billowing prehistoric energy, cruel and cold-blooded, swallowed up the star fields and drowned every living thing.
boom! boom! boom!
In the calm starry sky, war breaks out again.
This time, the people in the heavens faced off against the great clans of the Great Desolation. They were defeated one after another. They could no longer stand in a battle, let alone a big battle. They could not withstand the attack of the Great Desolate.
"Retreat, retreat quickly."
Hisses were heard from the directions of Xuanhuang, Dachu, and Netherworld. The gods were in their weakest state. There was no way to fight. If they fought hard, they would die. The only way to stay strong was to stay on the defensive side. After they calmed down, they could work together to deal with the Honghuang clan.
Without their orders, the entire army of the heavens was escaping and retreating all the way, and the peak level of the strongest was no exception, and they no longer had much fighting power.
"What wonderful blood."
The smiles of the prehistoric clan were quite sinister. Their ferocious faces were distorted, and their blood-colored eyes were filled with the light of violence.
puff! puff! puff!
The blood flowers bloom, as beautiful as fire.
That was not a war, but a unilateral massacre in the primitive world. Too many wounded fell on the way back, and too many monks died under the iron heel of the primitive people.
"damn it."
Kui Niu's evil spirit was so strong that he was so angry that his heart was broken. He carried the little ape emperor on his back and had a hard time escaping. All the sons of the heavenly emperors were also fleeing, and they were no longer able to fight against the great wilderness.
Their eyes, while being filled with murderous intent, were also filled with tears.
On the way to the starry sky, we often see bloody scenes: the pale old quasi-emperor was crucified in the starry sky; the holy master of a great sect had his head cut off; the corpses of the fairies who had fought against the demons were scattered all over the field, and they were all tortured to death. .. ..
"This is the price of causing chaos."
The arrogant and ferocious laughter resounded throughout the world.
Each and every one of the prehistoric people has become an out-and-out lunatic, causing chaos and killing everywhere. Their ferocious faces are more frightening than the evil demons and heavenly demons.