"Idiot, you think whatever Zhang Qu says. Do you think he is the same as us? If it weren't for the sake of yours being the same clan, I wouldn't know how many idiots like you were killed back then, get out...!"

A strange roar came from the tent somewhere, and the short and rapid alien words were hard to hear.

Immediately afterwards, James was thrown out, without any resistance, and he smashed him out of seven or eight meters in a mess.

James was covered in mud and felt the power that imprisoned himself disappeared. He climbed up and left in shame with his head down.

The wizard Yan Mo pushed open the curtain, looked at Zhang Qu's direction and snorted, then walked over with a big strode.

What is right or wrong, what is reasonable.

There has never been these in the mind of the wizard of Yama.

In his eyes, what is beneficial to me is good. As long as it harms my interests and I suspect that you are malicious or intentional, then you deserve to die.

The wizard of Yan Mo came to Zhang Qu, looked at the guards on both sides, pushed open the tent and walked in. Zhang Qu was handling official duties, looking up at the wizard of Yan Mo who broke in rashly, but was interrupted by Wan Heng before he could speak.

"Zhang Qu, I don't care what medicine you have given James. But listen to me. As long as your strength does not exceed us in a day, you should not want to defeat our clan. Now, I will let you see the power of our clan, hum!"

When the wizard Yanmo spoke, there were many phantoms, and the howlings of ghosts and gods came into the surrounding area for hundreds of meters.

Under the pressure of his aura, the surrounding land and furniture had a little more black and yellow decay. The strength gap brought by the Yang God and Immortal made Zhang Qu unable to raise any force of confrontation.

Although Yan Mo did not make it clear, the subtle meaning in his words was self-evident.

But is Zhang Qu a weak person? No, so he relied on his will to resist the warning from the Yin God, stood up suddenly, with anger on his face and said in anger:

"If this is your foreign race's attitude towards your allies, then we will be enemies from now on, and I, Zhang Qu, will never be a slave!"

The wizard Yanmo smiled grimly and said as if he was an ant: "I hope you will have the confidence to say such things in the future!!!"

Hum...!

The wizard Yan Mo turned around and opened the curtain and walked out. With just a few words, his domineering and arrogant temperament was fully revealed.

The wizard of Yama has always been a firm war sect. Among the bloody wizards who have split out due to defeat after the civil strife of the wizard faction and fled here, only a few war wizards remain.

The main battle wizard, which originally occupied a huge share of the blood wizards, has been killed or injured.

The wizard of Chenxi sent him here, and he had some intention of suppressing Zhang Qu. At the critical moment, he would also kill Zhang Qu.

Now, the Wizard of Yan Mo decided to show some strength to let Zhang Qu die honestly and peacefully, which is enough.

Zhang Qu didn't expect that the wizard Yan Mo was so impatient. He came to question him without saying a word. After saying something, he was furious.

But then, he shook his head in silence, what should I do with such a paranoid guy? Since he wants to die, then he will die. What does it have to do with me?

In the first sentence, Zhang Qu thought that the wizard of Yan Mo wanted to give him some color, but the other party turned around and left. Zhang Qu understood that the other party wanted to use the Western Qin army to kill the chicken and scare the monkey, and he and the other rebels were the monkey.

The idea of ​​the wizard Yan Mo is not bad, but he stayed by the wizard of Darkness for a long time and cooperated with the wizard of Darkness to summon the floating city deep in the Chaos Star Sea. He had no idea what kind of world he was facing, and he also understood the world according to his old thoughts.

Before dawn, Zhang Qu received a report that the wizard of Yan Mo broke out of the camp and headed straight for the place where the Xiqin army was located.

Zhang Qu was stunned for a moment and complained: "Okay, just by your stupidity, I will accept you if I don't accept anyone."

On the other side, after sitting cross-legged for more than three hours, Chen Huixian felt a strong force coming from outside the camp. He opened his eyes suddenly, flashed a few times and left the camp, standing in the sky above the sky, looking at the tall and burly wizard of Yan Mo outside the camp, a little confused:

"This alien race is very strong. The body power is condensed, but the Yang God is mixed with a lot of messy power, not pure enough. What the hell is he doing? Could it be that he wants to fight the entire camp with one person?"

The Yang God and Immortals are refined by heavenly thunder, and the Yin God and Yang are transformed into each other, gathering and dispersing invisible, and their bodies are extremely strong. Even those who purely cultivate their souls, at least they produce rays of light from the flesh, and they generally swallow the sky and eat the earth.

However, the ability of blood rebirth that human immortals possess should be free of any problem with foreign races and physical training.

If the Western Qin side did not compete with it, it would be able to resist it for a while with its qi, blood, and smoke, but it was too passive after all. If the alien Yang God and Immortal were patient, it would be a matter of time before it could be pushed forward.

The wizard Yan Mo immediately discovered the Chen Huixian flying in the air. Chen Huixian performed plainly, and the Yin God communicated with the heaven and earth with an extremely calm and unremitting movement, like an ordinary monk.

I don’t understand the background of the alien race. This is a typical manifestation of the pursuit of micro-operation and unity of man and nature.

The alien wizards are still in a great way, pursuing the inclusion of the entire world in their own control.

In their eyes, the greater the fluctuation of vital energy generated when communicating with heaven and earth, the greater the scope of influence, which is the stronger.

At this time, the wizard Yan Mo was holding a sense of disgust. Seeing Chen Huixian flying in the air so "arrogantly", he looked up at the other party, and a murderous intent arose from this, he smiled hideously.

Boy, today I will enjoy it with you first. I hope you can persist in my hands and let me vent my vent.

Thinking of this, the wizard of Yan Mo took action, and countless white phantoms attacked Chen Huixian.

Chen Huixian didn't expect that the other party would say nothing, and he would take action when he saw him. The bad guys were not good enough to express, and he could only say that the evil enemy was coming.

The sword eyes flashed in his eyes, and several slight sword energy shot out quickly, slashing towards the coming phantom.

The phantom was very strange. Facing the sword energy from reality to virtual, the sword energy penetrated through all at once. The sword energy barrier condensed in front of Chen Huixian could not be stopped, allowing them to penetrate through and came to Chen Huixian in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, Chen Huixian's figure had disappeared from the spot and came a hundred meters away. He looked at the phantom in surprise and said intimidatingly:

"Is this phantom an illusion? No, I clearly feel their substance. What is this? It's still weird."

Whether it is illusion or other things, Chen Huixian did not have a way to deal with it. Seeing the phantom chasing again, a flame flashed away, instantly burning the phantom clean.
Chapter completed!