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The Nandou Great Realm has long been destroyed by the war between the human race and the night charm race, and the universe in the central area is even more fragmented. Three thousand primary holy paths cannot be repaired. Moving.

It is difficult for the Lord to break into it, and even the existence of the Lord Lord level will be affected.

But at the moment, there are two majestic figures who can't see the true face and are facing each other.

Rumble!

These two majestic figures are not from the human race, but they are standing at the pinnacle of the three thousand worlds. The unparalleled power is swept out with the dazzling Holy Light, and they are constantly colliding. Time and space are all shattered, like a world.

Moreover, there is a supreme holy voice echoing, as if the gods and gods are chanting the Bible, vast and sacred, between the two top strong.

At this moment, the fluctuations and the blazing light of the two top powerhouses disappeared, and the Emperor of the Silkworm and the Lord of Fusang appeared.

"Huh, the emperor of the silkworm, you came to the provocation with the Son of the Prince three times and five times, really thought I was afraid of you?"

"If I do my best, even if you can beat me, you will not be much better."

"Furthermore, the enemies provoked by the Son in the early days would not stand idly by." The eyes of Lord Fusang looked at the distance and said with a certain meaning.

"Oh." However, the Emperor of the Silkworm Emperor smiled slightly, did not justify it, and it seemed very unpredictable.

"In the beginning, the Son and the Emperor of the Silkworm, what the **** are they doing?" Lord Fusang frowned when he saw this.

In the past six months, under the protection of the emperor of the silkworm, Xiao Ye has come to the camp of the night-evil race three times and five times, not expressing his intentions, but it is not like a rumored outside world for peace talks, but more like a provocation.

Moreover, every time he furiously shoots, he will be blocked by the emperor of the silkworm, and he has not yet divided the victory. The emperor of the silkworm will **** the retreat of the early son.

This made the Lord Fusang himself confused, and could not guess what medicine was sold in the holy child holy in the beginning.

"Huh, this is the war between my human race and the night charm race. The emperor of the silkworm, you, an alien lord, just intervene in this way, it seems a bit overbearing."

"Sovereign Lord Fusang, the First Son is the enemy who killed your disciples. It happens that the First Son is good. Our Dayan ancient tribe also has blood feuds. For example, if we cooperate, you are responsible for blocking the Emperor of the Silkworm, we will kill the First Son. ,how is it?"

Under the watchful eye of the Lord Fusang, the eight Lords resembling Demon Gods, all with snow-covered Holy Lords teleported, and the blue-robed old man, the head of the blue robe, split the sound of the Lord Lord.

At the same time, his glorious eyes looked towards Xiao Ye who was watching the battle in the distance.

Needless to say, it was the eight saints of the Dayan ancient tribe who arrived.

"The Lord of the Splitting Voice of the Dayan Ancient Clan? Indeed, it has the ability to kill the Son of the Beginning."

"If this is the case, I can cooperate with you." Lord Fusang had long noticed the arrival of the eight Lords, and said blankly.

He had suffocated his stomach for Xiao Ye.

With the arrival of the emperor of the silkworm, the two major ethnic wars were stopped, and the lord of the night charm race leader gave the command to the lord of Fusang. He left the battlefield and went to preside over the war with other races.

However, it is a bit difficult for other lords of the night charm race in the battlefield to kill Xiao Ye.

Therefore, at this moment, the eight holy lords of the Dayan ancient tribe arrived, as if they were drowsy and bumped into a pillow, and they couldn't be more hopeful.

Wow!

I saw the palm of the Lord Fusang waved, and the starry sky shuddered in the distance. I saw that the Nine Lords stood out in the night, and the nine Lords came out of the sky, leading the army to the front, and stopped directly. Four principals of the temple from the Yangu tribe.

"Sovereign Lord Split, don't go too far. How dare you cooperate with aliens and murder my human genius?"

"You Dayan ancient tribe will definitely be sanctioned by the human tribe temple!"

The Lord of the Stars and Lord Nixia shouted one after another.

They are not going to have much difficulty in killing the army of the night-evil race, but it will take time.

During this time, perhaps Xiao Ye has fallen.

You have to know that the Shuangyin Saint Lord of the ancient Yanyan tribe is very scary. I am afraid that it is almost the same as that of Emperor Wuchen. In addition, there are seven other Saint Lords who have lost the protection of the Heavenly Silkworm Saint Emperor.

"Haha."

"This son grabbed my clan's lord of Huadu and treated my clan as nothing, no matter what kind of human genius he was, he killed him all!"

The old man in blue robe sneered at the sound of the Holy Master, ignoring the threat of the temple master.

"Okay, let's start, I will hold the Emperor of the Silkworm, I hope you will not let me down." The Lord Fusang said coldly, looking at the Emperor of the Silkworm, and the breath of the Death's Word was surging wildly.

However, the emperor's face had a smile on his face from beginning to end, and he didn't seem to worry about the situation in front of him.

"Lord Fuso!"

"Are you curious, why did I come to you three or five times, but I didn't pick out the intention?"

At this moment, a calm voice suddenly sounded, breaking the atmosphere in the field.

"Ok?"

The Lord Fuso heard the words and flashed his eyes, stopped, and looked away.

I saw Xiao Ye, who had remained silent, and walked over.

"That's because, I was leading the murderer who killed your disciple Mei Qingao, and now he is here."

Xiao Ye's deep gaze looked towards the old man of the blue robe, Split-sound Lord: "This split-sacred Lord of the Dayan ancient tribe is one of the participants."

Uh!

As soon as this remark came out, the time in this world seemed to stop flowing, and there was silence.

Lord Shuangyin is even more wild-faced: "Nonsense, son, too early, you are going to spit on blood!"

"Oh, blood spurting people?"

"You Dayan ancient tribe launched an ambush when Mei Qingao left the human tribe, and arranged it, just want to blame me, the soldiers without blood, let me die in the hands of Holy Lord Fusang."

"And you are leading the Seven Lords this time, are you afraid that I will discover the truth?"

Xiao Ye said with a smile.

Under the protection of Celestial Sage Emperor, he went deep into the night-beauty racial camp several times, precisely to arouse the vigilance of the ancient Yanyan tribe and lead him into the urn.

Obviously, he succeeded.

Xiao Ye finished speaking, waving his palm.

Wow!

I saw a gap in the void, and an embarrassed figure fell out of it, it was the Lord of Huadu.

Different from before, the Lord Huadu is now covered in blood, and his body is entangled with the chain of Holy Light, and his hair is distributed, just like the prisoner.

"Master Splittone, save me!"

Seeing the old man in blue robe, Lord Huadu suddenly seemed like a drowning man who grabbed the life-saving straw and shouted wildly.

However, his voice fell, and he was interrupted by an indifferent voice: "Dayan Ancient Clan, today you have to eat your own fruit!"

"Soul Seal!"

I saw Xiao Ye's hands sealed, and the power of the soul with three colors swept out, like a vast river, directly rushing towards the eyebrows of Lord Huadu.

(The third one is coming!)