This stick goes down, it is just the right sap!

That's because the person who arranged over there rushed over and gave it a stick!

Then the man threw Fen Tu and threw it to Hong Biao on the other side. Hong Biao twisted Fen Tu, who had passed out, and walked under the tower.

Hong Biao looked up and saw the corpses and blood of the monsters all around. What kind of battle is this?

This is clearly a massacre, a massacre like a slaughterhouse, looking at the human races with amazing combat power, and then looking at the quasi-king cavalry that always wants to come over in the distance.

Hong Biao now believes that the legends of the old man Huofu and others are also honest in Guixu.

At that time, Hong Biao didn't believe it, not to mention that the strength of Mr. Huofu and others at that time was definitely stronger than that of now, and even that immortality was enough to be king and hegemony.

To be chased and killed, and then run away like crazy?

Now that Hong Biao believes it, who is here and must not kneel in the face of these human races?

Long Zun is now ready to fight against resentment!

He suddenly found that the more people there were, the more his power was suppressed, and the bone knife of resentment swept across.

After all, he is the Heavenly Venerate who is competing for the ninth floor, and his combat power should not be underestimated. Even if he is suppressed, he is a real dragon after all!

The terrifying real dragon breath can still be unaffected here, after all, the real dragon is very special!

However, the bone knife of resentment has powerful magic power, so that Long Zun did not dare to pick it up easily, so he could only avoid it.

But just after dodging was completed, a burning sensation came from its back, and then its entire body was suddenly knocked out of its original shape.

It was a huge black dragon, with a twisting body, with a strong sense of oppression!

It was just attacked by a stone hammer. At this moment, the black dragon scales burst, and purple blood fell, causing it to roar suddenly.

"Ang!" The huge roar roared in rage.

In fact, it's good that it doesn't show its original shape. Once it becomes its original shape, many human races look at it instantly, and then look at it with straight eyes.

Those eyes were like someone who had been hungry for three days without food suddenly saw the fragrant braised pork, and like a bachelor who had been single for 30 years, looking at a model-level beauty with green light in his eyes.

At this moment, a pair of eyes are excited, and seven or eight human races are afraid of falling behind, so they jumped high and charged directly!

Long Zun instantly waved his tail with a dragon and wanted to shoot down, but he only hit one of them. On the other side, he was instantly held down by two people.

It's just that someone is snatching him, grabbing his tail, and shaking him fiercely!

Its entire body as huge as a mountain flew up again, and before it landed, seven or eight human races rushed over, and the probing hand just slapped it down.

Long Zun barely had time to fight back, his abdomen, waist, and tail were directly broken into three sections!

More than a dozen people rushed over, starting up and down, blood spattered, and dragon scales flew piece by piece!

In particular, one of the old men looks thin and thin, but in fact, his strength is at least competing for the ninth level!

Hong Biao looked pale.

"Tsk tsk, so cruel, so pitiful!"

At this moment, Zheng Jintian walked in front of Hong Biao, and also felt terrible. Fortunately, they cooperated with Luo Wuji, and they did not bring in the army of gods according to the arrangement in advance.

But the most terrifying thing right now is that the Second Era outside doesn't know, and is still providing a steady stream of troops to come in!

Eight million have been killed, and even the three million later have been killed, but the army of monsters and immortals are still coming.

In the middle of the night, the bodies of the entire flooded city were about to be piled up.

And because the more the human race is killed, the more excited it is, it feels like the excitement of ordinary people picking up money, who would think less?

Don't talk about it in the middle of the night, I'm afraid some people don't eat or drink, as long as they have enough money, they can stop talking all night.

After sending nearly ten times the army, that is, an army of 80 million, the Master finally felt that something was wrong.

He frowned at this moment, the Heavenly King's Palace was too quiet, he didn't care at all, and he didn't even stop his spiritual sense from investigating.

What should the people inside do?

When he entered with his spiritual sense, he found that Xiao Du and Ye Shuangshuang were drinking coffee in the cafe.

"Master, are you tired?"

"The waiter will pack a mocha." Xiao Du said.

Soon a cup of mocha was ready, Xiao Du raised his hand, and a cup of coffee appeared outside the Palace of Heavenly Kings and in front of the Master.

Is this provocation?

The Master's face sank, and then with a wave of his hand, the cup of coffee instantly turned into pitch-black ashes.

But it was also this scene that made the Master feel completely wrong.

The other party is too calm and too natural.

This kind of naturalness and calmness is by no means pretended, so that is to say, they have absolute confidence in Yancheng.

And 80 million troops have been sent over.

No good news yet!

This is not reasonable!

The Master returned abruptly, and then ordered the attack to stop!

"Don't go, it's too much trouble!" The Master frowned.

At this moment, he didn't know what was going on.

But it is very clear that the 80 million army may never return!

At this moment, the master was trembling with anger.

After all, this is an army of 80 million people. If the entire army is wiped out, then things will really get worse!

"Master, the Third Era did not send a large army in, something is wrong!"

"But to fight for the gods to honor himself is to go in."

The person who reported the report originally wanted to say that the behavior of the Third Era was a bit abnormal, but the Master thought about it immediately, and it seemed normal.

After all, one is afraid of being beaten, afraid of traps, and secondly, the other party has resentment in their hearts, so it is reasonable not to enter!

But now the Master knew that something must have gone wrong on their side!

After the Master ordered it to stop, the war in Yancheng Dream has not been completely over, and the human race is still rushing to kill!

The whole war continued, until the middle of the night, when the war finally ended.

The flooded city is like a terrifying **** that devours all living beings. The army of more than 80 million people has been swallowed up.

"Jiuyi has found this place, things are a little troublesome, and you should prepare for the war." Resentment said at the moment to wash the blood from his body with water.

He said this to Luo Chen!

"Is there any way to stop them?" Luo Chen asked.

"I can't stop it, according to what you said, our world, that is, the First Era, is now fighting!"

"The main force is not here, no one will come to support you!"

"It's definitely not going to stop you from here!"

"Or you can find people from other tribes to help stop it." Resentful said.

Luo Chen nodded, this matter is a bit tricky.

And after dawn, in the dilapidated yard, Fen Tu woke up by touching the back of his head.

He opened his eyes and saw Hong Biao's cheerful smile, and then Luo Chen who was sitting there drinking tea.

"What about the army?"

"It's all dead!" Hong Biao said.

Then Fen Tu frowned and stood up.

"Benefactor, you should go."

"You won't kill me?"

"They said they were my own, why did they want to kill you?" Hong Biao said in surprise.

This remark made Fen Tu stunned.

I won't say anything if I don't kill him, but how can he go back?

The army is dead, and Long Zun is also dead, so he is the only one to go back?

Is he not suspected? This is not the first time!