Eleven huge figures flew out of the military city.

When they flew in the air, millions of people devoured a large number of Yuan crystals. The giant god soldiers whose energy in their bodies had recovered half of the energy suddenly stood up, their eyes flashed red, and the thin red light in the sky gathered fire again.

This time, the red light shot out from the eyes of millions of giant gods was accurately concentrated on the body of an ancestor Xuanming.

After hearing a scream, the waist of the Xuanming Ancestor instantly vaporized.

The divine light shot out from the ten thousand-foot ice sculpture pulled eleven huge figures out of the military city, and ten of them fell heavily and stood steadily in the wilderness hundreds of miles away from the city. Only half of the body fell to the ground with a loud bang, rolling dozens of times on the ground, crushing thousands of tribal warriors who could not dodge.

The military city defense formation was opened again, and Wu Tie and others hurriedly took out the Dao Baodan to take it, trying their best to recover the loss.

Everyone gathered around the Five Elements Taoist Man. Wu Tie nodded to the Five Elements Taoist Man. With a long roar, a ray of colorful divine light descended from the sky, and all Wu Tie, Lao Tie, Xi Wule, Xi Bubai, Gan Jiu, Gan Xiao and others were brushed into their five elements space.

The three ancestors of Xuanming were roaring and roaring in the Five Elements Space, and their bodies sprayed out infinite cold light and ice crystals to fight against the overwhelming flames.

The giant mulberry swayed its branches slightly in the five elements space, and a stream of majestic innate green wood spiritual power merged into the void, providing a continuous stream of "fuel" for the surging sea of ​​fire.

The three-legged golden crow as big as a fist has not yet recovered its vitality, but it is several times stronger than when he was in the form of a spirit.

The little red bird opened its mouth, and a trace of extremely thin golden red Mars splashed, and the temperature of the sea of ​​fire in the sky rose sharply, and even the void was burned to almost melt.

The three ancestors of Xuanming lost their connection with the outside ice sculptures. They could only rely on their own strength to resist the burning of the Five Elements Space. Their cold light of body protection was refined layer by layer, and the high temperature passed through their cold light of body protection, causing large bubbles to appear on their pale skin.

When Wu Tie and others entered the Five Elements Space, the three Xuanming Ancestors also let out unwilling roars.

The three of them pulled out the scimitar with the rising cold air, the ripples sword and the strange-shaped spear. They exhaled cold air, stirring up the spirit weapons in their hands, and the cold lights that were thousands of feet long tore through the sea of ​​fire, slashing at Wu Tie and others fiercely.

Li Xuangui and Yuan Qilin, who were standing behind Wu Tie, took action at the same time.

A piece of tortoise shell from Li Xuangui flew out of his hand, and a huge innate Bagua diagram flew up slowly, turning into a huge Bagua light shield blocking Wu Tie and others.

Yuan Qilin waved his right hand, and a palm-sized scroll flew out of his palm. When he waved in the wind, it quickly expanded, and instantly turned into a huge map of the country and the innate Bagua map.

Countless cold lights swept across, and the combined Bagua map of the country was shaken violently, and the divine light shook randomly.

Thousands of Divine Realm masters following Li Xuangui and Yuan Qilin took action at the same time, constantly injecting their magic power into the combined treasure.

I saw a black turtle that was long thousands of miles long, entrenched on the map of the mountains and rivers, freely swallowing and spitting the clouds in the sky.

The turtle's shell is full of divine light. In the map of the country and country, the rivers rose into the air, turning into white dragons and tangled around the turtle, allowing the cold light to slash. The turtle's silk remains unmoved, and the cold lights are constantly blowing to pieces.

The three ancestors of Xuanming were completely desperate.

Even though they are all powerful beings at the peak of the Divine Realm, driven by Li Xuangui and Yuan Qilin are the tribe-controlling artifacts of the Li and Yuan families. The killing power of the two secret treasures may not be enough, but their defense is absolutely top-notch.

There are thousands of Divine Realm masters providing a steady stream of magic power. With the power of the three of them, how can they break through this terrifying defense?

In particular, they have damaged a lot of cold air in the five elements space.

"We are not convinced!" A Xuanming Ancestor screamed: "We have suffered so much!"

"We are not convinced!" Another Xuanming Ancestor screamed hysterically: "We finally got out of the endless ice hell, we shouldn't die here... The wine and beauty are endless enjoyment, we haven't had time to enjoy it yet!"

"We are not convinced!!!" The third ancestor Xuanming screamed with hissing as if a cuckoo was crying blood: "Thinking back then, we were also powerful figures. We just didn't want to die. We defected to the gods, but were imprisoned in the ice hell by them... tormenting day and night... We finally got out!"

"But what does all this have to do with us?" Wu Tie's cold voice interrupted their nagging: "No matter what kind of big shots you were back then, you now take your descendants with your descendants and want to exterminate our descendants... With you but not me, either you die or I live!"

Wu Tie took a deep breath. Behind him, nearly 10,000 masters of the Divine Realm took action at the same time, and strands of magic power continued to be poured into Wu Tie's body.

Taichu Mian is slowly rotating, and the long river of time is rolling. Wu Tie uses the power of Taichu Mian to invade the long river of time, just like a meteorite falling into a big river, stirring the river water, splashing countless vortexes and dangerous undercurrents.

Taichu Mian steadily shuttled through the long river of time. Wu Tie locked in the breath of the ancestor Xuanming, tracking his past figure bit by bit in the long river of time, and tracing his entire life.

Xi Wule, Lao Tie and others have already started to attack, and the flames in the Five Elements Space have not hurt them at all. They surrounded the three Xuanming ancestors from afar, constantly attacking from afar, and countless powerful magic and secret spells fell on the three Xuanming ancestors like raindrops, constantly consuming their power.

The aura of the three ancestors Xuanming continued to decline, and the roars of the three became more and more listless.

Wu Tie was passing through the long river of time bit by bit, and he finally found the past of the Xuanming Ancestor who was locked by him. He stretched out his hand and a light blow completely erased his initial state of birth in the long river of time.

Among the three ancestors of Xuanming, holding a scimitar and slashing wildly, the one who was slashing wildly suddenly screamed, and then it exploded into a ball of Mars. All traces of existence disappeared without a trace.

"Lao Liu!" The other two Xuanming ancestors exclaimed at the same time, sadness, anger, and more fear.

If the enemy can kill them with such strange means, then they will definitely be able to kill them.

"We are not convinced!" The Xuanming Ancestor holding the rippled sword jumped and roared: "Come on, fight fairly, fight fairly with me!"

Wu Tie raised his head and smiled coldly, "Okay, a fair fight, you will destroy your cultivation and regress to the first level of the God Realm. I will fight you fairly!"

Both Xuanming Ancestors closed their mouths.

In the Divine Realm, the only way to regress in your cultivation is to seriously hurt yourself.

After all, the cultivation level of the Divine Realm is the fusion of the soul and the body, the fusion of the great laws and the body. This fusion is irreversible and can only be damaged.

Wu Tie is the cultivation level of the first level of the God Realm. The two old ghosts want to return their cultivation level to the first level of the God Realm. Their only way is to seriously injure and damage 90% of their divine bodies...

A good person has been damaged by 90% of his body, so what is left?

This is simply impossible.

"I have a genital, let him come!" The two Xuanming ancestors quickly patrolled the crowd, and then they pointed at Gan Xiao, who had the highest level of cultivation.

Gan Xiao raised his right hand lazily and shook his head decisively: "I have no seed... I want to save my life, love and care for Sister Zhao. How can I have this free time to fight against you, the despicable old desperate person?"

Youyou sighed, and Gan Xiao said in a very sinister way: "Look at you, you are all very old and are not spending your life at home. Instead, you run out and take a group of children and grandchildren to rob the house, kill people and set fire... Old but not dead is for thieves, and you are talking about you!"

"I am different. I am pampered and have a good life, and I am rich and precious. The glory and wealth of this world are waiting for me to enjoy... Who doesn't have time to play with you? Don't even see, how can you compare with me with your bad life?"

Gan Xiao's mouth was extremely sinister and mean. The two Xuanming ancestors were so angry that they vomited blood. By accident, Lao Tie passed by them like a ghost. Countless cold lights were raised in the Yin-Yang spear in his hand, and hundreds of holes the size of fists were penetrated into them.

The blood of the rising cold air sprayed, and the Xuanming Ancestor, who was more than 900 feet tall, gradually dissipated his magic power and could no longer maintain such a huge body shape.

Their bodies shrink little by little, break little by little, and are refined little by little...

Outside the military city, eleven panting ancestors Xuanming were stunned for a while, and suddenly their boss screamed and covered his chest with his hands, roared loudly: "It hurts so much... the three brothers have died too!"

Tears flowed in the eyes of the eleven ancestor Xuanming, and ghosts and wolves howled.

Thousands of tribal elders also screamed and screamed like they were lost. Countless Snowfield tribe warriors stood in the ice and snow, completely losing their composure.

The eighteen almost invincible ancestors died in just one short battle, and one person was seriously injured and disabled.

This, this, this...

Wasn't it so powerful before? Wasn't it invincible before?

Why did things suddenly change like this? Even the divine power given by the Supreme Glacier God cannot allow the ancestors to kill the enemy and win?

The panic spread among the crowd, and countless soldiers of small and medium-sized tribes looked around with free eyes.

In the cruel snow fields, small and medium-sized tribes have their unique survival culture.

The vassal tribes follow the steps of the tribes and fight and rob them everywhere... If things are not good, they will run away, and those who run fast can survive.

The warriors of the Xueyuan tribe, except for the six most powerful tribes, and other small and medium-sized tribes, have developed excellent escape skills.

Morale is declining, and many soldiers have begun to calculate how many women they have snatched and how much wealth they have snatched these days.

The elders of their tribe were also wandering their eyes and began to think about how to transport these wealth and women back to the snowfield. If the eighteen Ancestors of Xuanming failed, escaping was of course the only choice.

How to run the fastest, how to run faster than others, how to bring back the most people and the most spoils when escaping... This is a matter that fosters the methods and abilities of a tribe.

Several tribal elders, calmly, took a few steps back in the crowd.

The next moment, these retreating tribal elders suddenly exploded into big bunch of ice crystals scattered.

The eldest ancestor Xuanming slowly retracted his hand and said ruthlessly: "Even if you all die under this city, you must kill all the people in the city and avenge our brothers!"

"Remember, even if you all die here, you will break through this city and avenge your brothers."

The eldest ancestor Xuanming said gloomyly: "Group the Nine Heavens Super Literature Xuanming Array...Group the formation and kill the enemy!"

The other ten Xuanming ancestors suddenly felt happy, and then their faces suddenly froze.

"Brother, the Nine Heavens Super Literary Xuanming Array requires twelve brothers to cooperate to form... We, we, we, now, only eleven people!"

An old ancestor Xuanming looked at his boss carefully.

The eldest ancestor Xuanming was stunned and hurriedly stretched out his fingers, nodded one by one to count his brothers, and then stomped his feet hard: "Fuck!"

With one foot, the earth roared, and a large area of ​​cold air squirted everywhere. Hundreds of tribal elders nearby wailed in unison, and were washed away hundreds of feet away. They were covered in thin ice slags, curled up on the ground and shivered.

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Tie was like an old mountain eagle, squatting invisibly on the city gate building in the middle of the city wall on the north side of the military city.

Behind him, seven extremely thick beams of light rose into the sky, poking out seven huge holes in the thick clouds in the sky.

In front of him, seven human heads were the size of an extremely dazzling soul crystals floating there. Under his control, they formed the star map of the Big Dipper.

Youruo gave Wu Tie a secret weapon to collect the crystals of souls and bloodline essences. The seven killed ancestor Xuanming became such seven pieces of soul crystals. As for their bloodline essences, they had been sent back to the witch clan by Wu Tie.

The Xuanming lineage still has its own heritage in the Witch Clan.

The blood essence of the ancestor Xuanming is enough to cultivate dozens of top geniuses for the witch clan today.

As for the crystal of the soul, Wu Tie didn't think about how to use it. Perhaps it could be used to bargain with Youruo to see if he could pick up some good things from him?

'boom'!

A low roar came from the north.

A ball of dark blue divine light soared into the sky, rushed straight to the extremely high place, and then turned into countless cold lights and fell around.

In the sky, strands of crystal ice crystals slowly fell, the temperature around them dropped rapidly, and the frost spread on the ground, spreading from the north, quickly passing through the military city, and a large area of ​​land in the south of the military city turned into a piece of ice and snow.

The laws of heaven and earth are fluctuating strangely.

The cool cold enveloped everything, and other laws such as earth, water, fire, wind, five elements, yin and yang were all rapidly weakening.

In front of the military city, twelve gray-white icicles grew out of nothing.

However, among the twelve icicles, one of them was obviously shorter, thinner, and had a more mixed color, exuding a smell of innate deficiencies.
Chapter completed!