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The eight great saints of the Dayan ancient tribe, including the existence of three true celestial positions and the existence of five great celestial positions, such a lineup is extremely powerful, enough to push the weak races.

Unfortunately, what they encountered was the legendary lord of the night charm race-Fu Sang.

Rumble!

The breath of Death's Word pervades the universe's heavens, as if countless turbulent rivers are surging, suppressing the life of all realms, squatting, and continually striking these eight holy Lords, suppressing them in the wind.

The most miserable is the Lord of Huadu.

He himself was hit hard, and his strength was not as good as the Eight Great Lords of the same race. Under the hood of death, his body quickly went into decline, and his vitality was quickly lost.

For the help he sent out, Lord Shuangyin and other people simply ignored it.

"what!"

In the screaming screams, the main body of Huadu Sheng cracked, like the dry ground, losing all his breath, and gradually turned into fly ash to escape between the world and the world.

Lord Huadu, fall!

"Lord Lord Xingsu, Lord Lord Nixia, as the principal of the temple, don't you just stand by and watch!" Lord Shengyin raised a sense of sorrow in the heart of Lord Shengyin and couldn't help shouting.

Their eight great lords and strong men were suppressed by the hibiscus lord, and they were firmly held back, not to mention the sacred tigers of the night charm race nearby. They were like beasts in prison, and they were unable to break free.

"Lord Sound Master, you think of it now. We are the principals of the temple. Only then have you ever taken me into consideration?"

The four human race temple principals all sneered, but instead left a word, they withdrew and retreated to return to the human race camp.

For the Lord of Split Voice, they began to hold their stomachs in flames.

And by looking at each other, they can also guess that Meiqing Ao has fallen, and they have an inseparable relationship with the Dayan ancient tribe.

In this case, why should they go to muddy water?

"you guys!"

As soon as this remark came out, Lord Shengyin breathed in a suffocation without any rebuttal, and was overwhelmed by the mighty Death Word.

Without foreign aid, after a **** battle, the eight great lords of the Dayan ancient clan began to fall, and the three great heavenly lords were killed one after another.

The sacred master of the night charm race also entered the war, which made the powerful people of the Dayan ancient clan even more precarious and seriously damaged.

Immediately afterwards, another true God was killed.

The eight great saints of the Dayan ancient tribe came together, and now they have lost half.

The most powerful Lord of Split-tone Sage was unwilling to shout. He had gray blood on the corners of his mouth. If he was mad, he even sacrificed five true heavenly saint weapons at the same time, breaking the space and trying to smash the world.

"Humph!"

Lord Fuso just snorted coldly, and also sacrificed a yellow flag, waving in the wind, as if to open the gate of hell, shaking the chaotic void, and even let the five pieces of the Lord's weapon from the Lord Shengyin all be All wailed, and then fell from the void, losing all Dao Yun.

This small flag contains a lot of energy, and it emits a misty light, which directly absorbs the four sacred Lords of the Dayan ancient tribe.

"What a terrible weapon!" Xiao Ye's pupil shrank.

The small flag offered by Fusang Saint Lord is more powerful than the true Divine Lord weapon. This is the first time he sees the opponent urge.

Sure enough, among the three thousand great realms, such strong players like this cannot be underestimated, and they definitely have life-saving cards.

"In the beginning, Son, I will find out the truth. If this matter is still relevant to you, I will not let you go, even if there is a celestial emperor."

The Lord Fusang put away the small flag, glanced at Xiao Ye, his steps strode, and disappeared in an instant.

In fact, looking at the reactions of the Holy Lords of the Dayan ancient clan, he had some speculation in his heart, otherwise he would not leave directly.

"It's over." Xiao Ye smiled.

With the ability of the Lord Fusang, I have seized the Heavenly Lord and others, and it is not difficult to get the truth.

And those who split Heavenly Lord and others must have lost their vitality. He can be described as a great enemy.

"As long as the Lord Fusang finds out the truth, I am afraid that the night charm race will retire."

"This emperor understands the Holy Lord, the leader of the night charm race, and with him alone, I am afraid that he has no courage to continue the war with the human race."

The emperor of the silkworm came over and said.

Xiao Ye nodded.

Fusang Shengzhu is used to traveling alone. The war is just to find the enemies who killed the enchanted Qingao, and to find out the truth, how can he continue to fight the human race?

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ye walked away and returned to the camp of the human race.

The Emperor of the Silkworm did not leave immediately, but chose to stay and watch the show.

Soon, the turmoil in the Nandou Great World spread, which caused all the major forces of the human race to be in turmoil.

Despite the profound heritage of the Dayan tribe, such losses might make them difficult to accept.

Three days later, the Lord Fusang disappeared from the Nandou Great Realm.

Immediately afterwards, the powerful force created by the strong family of the Dayan ancient tribe, the Junwei Gate, was directly washed by the blood, and the blood flowed into the gate, and the corpses were like mountains.

The sacred Lord Regal at the Regal Gate was blasted violently, leaving only a wreckage.

At the same time, there are still four very fresh corpses of the Lord, who are abruptly split by the Lord.

"The Dayan ancient tribe, you kill me to spread disciples, cut off my inheritance of incense, this hatred will be reported."

Someone saw with his own eyes that the figure of Lord Fusang appeared, lingering in the breath of the Holy Word of Death, crossing the void.

The tragedy of Regal Gate seemed like a storm, which caused many people to tremble with their hearts and burst into an uproar.

The Lord Fuso has locked the killer who killed the enchanted Qingao, which is the Holy Lord from the Dayan ancient tribe, so is it necessary to start liquidation?

This is also the case.

Let an alien sacred Lord roll up the **** wind in the Terran site, and the Terran Temple is naturally not allowed.

The Dayan ancient clan also fought against each other, but in the following year, the Dayan ancient clan continued to be two powerful holy lords, killed by the hibiscus holy lord, and even affected many holy lords and holy kings.

"The Dayan ancient tribe, the loss is really heavy."

"It really deserves this, they asked for it."

In the Nandou Great Realm, Xuan Xiao, Zhan Tian Shengzhu and others all laughed when they heard the news.

Xiao Ye Wenyan also smiled slightly.

Lord Fusang, as a legendary Lord, is going to have revenge, which is enough for the Dayan ancient tribe to have a headache.

With the departure of the Lord Fusang, the army of the night charm race also withdrew from the Nandou Great World one after another, and the war with the human race has been completely extinguished.

When the war ended, they also planned to leave.

"Early Son!"

Suddenly, a pretty woman with short hair suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Ye.

"Ok?"

"Sir Nixia!"

Xiao Ye quickly got up and saluted.

This woman is not simple, but one of the temple's principals, already a powerful true heavenly saint.

"One day ago, the Lord Fusang who retaliated against the Dayan ancient clan was hit hard. This person comes from the Dayan ancient clan, you have to be careful!"

Lord Nixia pondered for a moment, his voice dignified, and he said slowly.

(Sorry, it's a bit late, the second one will arrive, and the third one will be written earlier)