"Crack!"

In the flying snow field, a magnificent column of light rushed into the starry sky.

In the light column, a gray-brown-skinned alien master with a body of rocks and mountains roared out.

He seemed to be huddling in the flying snowland for a long time. At the beginning, they allowed the demons, Xie Ming and the You tribe to fight with the human race, and had no intention of participating in it.

Until now.

When he fled from the snowy land, members of the greystone tribe immediately came in a fierce manner.

The flying snowy area where snowflakes were floating in a corner of the snowy area seemed to be influenced by him, like it turned into his weapon, rolling along with him.

"Bloodline! The driving force of the domain!"

The man from the Limestone tribe beat his chest and his qi and blood stimulated his unique talent.

The flying snowfield was like a huge snowball, and suddenly hit Ye Wenhan from Tongtian Pavilion, the nearest human divine realm.

In Ye Wenhan's sword field, there is a golden divine sword that uses his divine thoughts to move and pull out golden rivers of light.

But when the flying snow land hit, Ye Wenhan's sword domain suddenly disintegrated.

"Greystone clan! Iwakawa Dazun!"

The log master of the Wood Clan turned his head and looked shocked.

"Iwakawa Dazun!"

Many Qi Refiners in the human race who recognize this person also screamed at the same time.

"It's right down!"

The Iwakawa Grand Lord proudly appeared in everyone's eyes like the ancient Shenchuan.

The leader of the Limestone tribe, the first-level Dazun Iwakawa!

"Iwakawa!"

The Great Lord of Log Wood snorted and scolded: "Why are you in the greystone tribe together with them? Yanchuan, as the leader of the greystone tribe, you should know the bloodlines of the demons, Xie Ming and the Skeleton tribes! They are determined to open the Ruins Realm and lead the arrival of the three strange tribes in the Ruins Realm. What are the benefits of your Iwachuan and they are together?"

"call out!"

In another area of ​​the snowy area, a beautiful Wing tribe woman spread her wings out.

Her face was elegant, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her wings burst out with a holy divine light. There was a delicate tattoo on her snow-white neck, which seemed to contain the magical bloodline.

"Wing Clan, God-winged Lord!"

The Great Lord of Log Wood screamed again and shouted: "Since you both have appeared, the one from the Black Scale Clan should have come too, right?"

"I'm indeed here." Another great master of alien race, who operates a difficult-to-mouth ancient language, slowly appeared in the sky from the realm near the Great Master of Shenyi.

It was a black armored master of aliens covered in black scales and like a deep-sea fish monster.

The Iwachuan Dazhe, the Divine Wing Dazhe, and the Black Armor Dazhe, are the leader of the Limestone Clan, the Wing Clan and the Black Scale Clan. They are all the bloodline levels of the first-level Dazhe, and they have not been a big master for too long.

The greystone tribe, the Wing tribe and the Black Scale tribe are considered weaker races compared to the demons, the Evil tribe, the Skeleton tribe, and the Wood tribe.

They have always been advancing and retreating with demons and other tribes and maintaining good relationships.

However, what is different from the demon, Xie Ming, and the skeleton tribe is that these three races are native races in the spiritual world, and like the wooden tribe, they have survived in the spiritual world for generations.

In the past, when the Yuan Demon Great Lord, the Styx Great Lord, and the Crystal Bone Great Lord were there, they never thought of communicating with the spiritual world, but just fighting with the ancient spiritual races in the human world.

In the eyes of the Log Wood Master, the Graystone Clan, the Wing Clan and the Black Scale Clan should not be with the demon clan as they do.

He did not expect that even the patriarchs of these three small tribes were persuaded to join the ranks of the Great Purgatory Lord and the Great Evil Wind Lord.

"log."

As soon as the Limestone clan's Iwakawa Grand Lord came out, he controlled the flying snowy area with his bloodline talent to attack Ye Wenhan. He has expressed his attitude, "The energy of the heaven and earth in the spiritual world is gradually exhausted, and the world where our ancestors survive from generation to generation are getting farther and farther away from us. Our Limestone clan, Wing clan and Black Scale clan must find another suitable place to reproduce."

"When you reached a tacit understanding with the human race, you didn't think of us."

"And we, with our own strength, cannot survive in the human world. So, since you ignore us, we can only work with them."

"No matter where their bloodline is, whether they will trigger a racial invasion in the ruins, as long as we are given a place to live and allow us to survive, we are willing to fight for it."

The Great Lord Iwakawa, the Great Lord Divine Wings and the Great Lord Black Armor spoke one after another.

"Swish! Swish!"

The three first-level great masters flew away, and more blood warriors from the greystone tribe, Wing tribe and Black Scale tribe rushed out one by one to work together to attack the holy landlords of the human race.

The bloodline warriors of the Limestone Clan, the Wing Clan and the Black Scale Clan are the most bloodline level, only at the seventh level and at the eighth level.

The ninth-level people are already extremely rare.

But their number is numerous. When dozens of eighth-level blood warriors attack a human holy landlord, they repeatedly use blood secret techniques to disrupt the flow of spiritual energy in the holy land, which still makes people suffer from headaches.

Especially the people of the Greystone tribe.

Their unique blood talent allows them to mobilize unrestrained meteorites in the starry sky of the outer domain.

Meteorites and starry sky residues poured into the human holy realm in large quantities, making the spiritual power in the holy realm not smoothly.

The stronger one is Iwakawa Dazhu can also use his bloodline divine power to mobilize the domain realm and attack Ye Wenhan's divine realm.

After watching them come out, the Lord of Logs resolutely cooperated with the demons, Xie Ming and the You clan members to attack and kill the human race, and suddenly hesitated.

He knew in his heart that for millions of years, the Greystone tribe, the Wing tribe and the Black Scale tribe have regarded human race as beasts.

The knowledge they received from childhood to adulthood was to resist the invasion of human race.

When the human race attacked the Dead Star Sea again and again, the Graystone Clan, the Wing Clan and the Black Scale Clan were all fighting against the sect forces of the human race that were second to the four ancient sects under the arrangement of the demon and Xie Ming.

They had too many tribe members who died because of the human race, and they were full of hatred for the human race.

"Why."

The Lord of Logwood sighed and knew that things had come to this point. Even he probably had no choice but to convince the Graystone Clan, Black Scale Clan and Wing Clan.

He was filled with hesitation. He was in the snowy land and didn't know what position he should stand.

"Nie Tian!"

After the Bloodthirsty Great Lord attacked, after the Qi and Blood were adjusted, he waved the Demon Moon Scimitar again.

Nie Tian grinned and suddenly laughed wildly, "Bloodthirsty Master, I won't use any objects, but I want to see if the demonic body of your demon clan is really immortal!"

After the words came, the bones of the giant star beast were thrown away by him.

The bloodthirsty master was stunned and then laughed furiously, "Hehe, I also want to know how powerful your mixed-race bastard is!"

"boom!"

The two majestic bodies, like steep mountains, each abandoned their objects, and they fought together like the most primitive beasts, fighting with pure qi, blood, bones, minions, and fists.

"Swish!"

Above the crystal snow realm, deep in the void, the sea of ​​qi and blood of the Purgatory Lord and the energy flow of gold and silver have been collided thousands of times.

Every time there is a collision, bright spots of light are scattered from the heights of the void.

When every light spot, the terrifying impact force contained in it falls into the holy realm of the powerful human race, it makes those people cry and howl.

There was an even more unlucky eighth-level alien warrior who was accidentally touched by the splashed light spots and immediately made a sound, turning into blood mist. He could not die any more.

High-level great masters, late-stage divine realm players, every wave of attacks and sputtering power can kill eighth-level and virtual realm players.

Their aftermath of the battle may affect the situation of the battle, causing the weak to die inexplicably, and still die inexplicably.

Soon, the purgatory master of the demon clan was the first to smell something wrong, so he took the initiative to move and deviate from the battlefield on the snowy land.

Because the weakest people on the human race are all holy realms and have their later cultivation level, and they can resist a little bit of energy particles sputtered by him and You Qimiao.

Among the alien race, there are many bloodline warriors of the eighth-level and seventh-level, so they are naturally affected.

In the fierce battle, there were cold-eyed bystanders who were always paying attention to the trend of the battle.

For example, wood family logs.

"Um!"

After watching the battle for a while, he suddenly screamed. He found that the floating land who had brought Nie Tian over, which had not been moving, began to sway and float towards the area where there were more aliens.

The corners of the mouth of the Great Lord of Log Wood were full of bitterness, "The human race, the qi and blood are too weak, and they will never be their food."

"Ahhhh! Ahhhh!"

The Great Lord of Iwakawa of the Limestone Clan is still controlling the flying snow area with his bloodline, and suddenly screams.

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Chapter completed!