The glare of the sun makes the night feathers squint.

After four weeks of heavy traffic, the venue was large, at least 5,000 square meters, and thousands of auditoriums around the scene were empty. There was a referee standing in the field.

When the night feathers appeared, the referee drove over. "After half an hour, the slaves are released. Now you can take a break."

The night feathers nodded lightly, staying around, and some people in the audience began to sit down.

After half an hour.

The Lao Lai has already entered the audience with the flow of people. Whether it is Sun Anpeng or Ah Xiu, there are some tensions in his eyes.

But the only thing that made the three people happy was that the night feathers were standing there, but they were a little bloody, but they were not injured.

Boom!

Several groups of colored spiritual power exploded in the air, and the huge roar of the audience suppressed the audience's arguments.

The referee flew into the sky: "The blood thunder! Open!"

Two stone gates were opened, and a large number of naked and strong men came out of them. Every slave had a bloodthirsty glow in his eyes. The night feathers were in their eyes. They were the ones who changed their destiny, killed the night feathers, and killed them. The slaves who fought side by side, and finally lived there, can go out from here, regain freedom, and be subject to the weight of the three major sects.

The night feathers opened their eyes and the soul-splitting blade fell into the hands.

Those slaves were extremely tacit, no one spoke, and they were arranged in a row when they appeared on the scene, faintly surrounding the night feathers.

"The battle begins!" The air referee gave an order.

Hey!

The night feather pupil is slightly magnified, these people...

Dozens of swords flew straight to the night feathers.

"Kill!" screamed for the first person, rushing forward, and a large number of slaves behind him.

At night, the night feathers burst into the crowd and rushed into the crowd.

......

Ziyun mainland, ghost Luomen.

Snapped!

The delicate teacup was smashed.

"Two Huang Lingqiang, fifty dragon Wuwei, actually lost to a killer mercenary group?!" Long Qingfeng's eyes flashed in anger, and the three shoulders in the center of the hall were shocked.

He had a cold sweat in front of his forehead, and he whispered: "The door, the door owner, we were attacked by the **** enchantress on the night after that, and... they have Bai Jinyi..."

He Lao’s voice gradually weakened.

"White brocade?!" In the eyes of Long Qingfeng, there was a hint of surprise: "Is the evil emperor actually going to the Tianling Mountains for a woman?"

Longfei’s face was expressionless and whispered back: “Bai Jinyi’s strength is too high, I wait... there is no enemy.”

Long Qingfeng took a deep breath and held his hand: "The evil emperor valued a woman so much, and greeted him personally. That said... This night feather is very special."

In the eyes of Longfei, there was a horror in the eyes. He did not speak on one knee. This time, in order to save his master, Longfei died at the cost of dozens of dragons. He thought that this would lead his attention to Bai Jinyi. did not expect……

Long Qingfeng suddenly opened his mouth after meditation: "Long Fei, you pick ten Longwu elites to follow me, I have to see what kind of character this night feathers are."

Longfei’s heart was tight, but he had no choice but to lead the life: “Yes.”

Longfei turned and retired, while walking through the heart of Longfei, it took nearly a month from Zongmen to Tianling Mountain to go to the wormhole. I hope that when the blood mine is over there...

......

Bloody robbery.

The broken limb is broken and the air is full of blood.

The night feathers are holding the soul-splitting blade in their hands. The clothes on the body have been stained with blood, and there is a sense of powerlessness in the body.

From the beginning of the battle, the night feathers quickly harvested the lives of these slaves, but... too much.

With one enemy, these people have the eighth-order peak repairs. After killing six or seven hundred people, the spiritual strength of the night feathers is less than 30%.