Fang Yue found that no one would attack the spellcaster of this witch clan.

He took the initiative to jump out, a sword light pierced the void and chopped her head into pieces.

The curse was immediately resolved. Another witch at the pinnacle level of the true fairyland has fallen. Her body turned into dry firewood and burned violently, and was sacrificed to the ancestors of the Fang family by Fang Yue.

"Who is secretly supporting Human Race?"

The spirit fairy of the ancient clan roared. This witch clan is a powerful man he has only invited after paying a great price. Originally this was a killer's mace in his hand, cursing the murder to come and go without a trace. Quite a god, and weird. He doesn't show any traces, killing people invisible. It can evoke the lowest level of fear in people's hearts.

However, their witches hole cards were destroyed just after they were used. A witch of the real fairyland level was being sacrificed alive. This is just slapping them in the face.

"Whether the ancients are in the layout this time or the humans are in the layout? How do I feel that our losses are greater than the humans?"

The strong man of the Wu clan gave birth to a sense of absurdity. There was a breakdown in his heart. It seems that the Human Race has long known that they will use this to take action, so they will use their strategy to find out the groups that are hostile to the Human Race, and then attack them one by one.

"No, if we follow this rhythm, there might be nothing wrong with the human race. The prestige I am waiting for among the ten thousand races will be wiped out!" An ancient fairy said in a low voice, he In his eyes, there are indifferent killing intent.

"Then don't care about so much, just swarm up and kill this human swordsman directly. Since he dares to stand up, he must have the consciousness of death. If I wait for it, I don't believe that the human race can still hold back. Observe in secret, and don't make any more moves."

The spirit immortal of the ancient race was already a little frustrated. Because he didn't expect the Human Race to be so cunning, he would do everything he could, and caught them by surprise.

"Shoot!" A Da Luo Jinxian of the martial arts also echoed.

At this time, the powerhouses of the ten thousand races simultaneously shot towards the white-clothed swordsman, the sword light and the shadow of the sword fell one after another, and a series of secret methods also bombed out.

Under this strong attack, according to the truth, the white-clothed swordsman of the human race definitely has no chance of surviving. However, this swordsman of the human race did not respond. He waved the long sword in his hand, and the void was cut apart, and an ancient building was teleported out.

All attacks fell on this ancient building. Da Luo Jinxian of the ancient race could not help but miss a beat.

"The Human Race is still as insidious as it always is. This hides how much strength cannot be detected, but this time these people of the Ten Thousand Races are probably dead. I am afraid that the Human Race has long known about this conspiracy of the Ten Thousand Races. Kill the bureau, find this sacred hall early, and then want to use the sacred hall to kill these people."

Shimeng showed a bright smile, she belongs to the kind of person who fears that the world will not be chaotic. The more lively she is, the more she likes it.

"What is this sacred palace?" Although it was far apart, Fang Yue could feel the immortal power contained in this ancient building.

"The sacred palace is a place of worship in my eternal dynasty. It enshrines an immortal king of war in my eternal dynasty. Every year, this sacred palace welcomes hundreds of millions of people from the immortal dynasty. When they worship, their power of faith is surging and gathered in this temple. The endless power of faith makes this temple powerful and mysterious. Even the powerhouse of the fairy monarch realm, dare not to be in the sacred temple. It is almost impossible for people of all races to join forces to break through the sacred heaven."

Shi Meng whispered. "I feel that there may be an expert behind the human race, otherwise they would not know the horror and power of this sacred temple!"

Shimeng's eyes are constantly changing. She felt more and more that the human race had a deeper understanding of the remains of this immortal dynasty than the ancient race. That's why they were able to operate the various buildings in the Immortal Dynasty with such ease, to pit and kill the tens of thousands of people.

Sure enough, a layer of chaotic light emerged around the sacred hall, and all the attacks were sucked into it.

After brewing for a while, those who attacked the original return to once again hit the strong men of the ten thousand races. Those strong men of the ten thousand races were beaten unprepared, and many people were beaten up and turned into a cloud of blood.

Of all races

Sorrow is everywhere among the thousands of people.

At least nearly a hundred strong people have been beaten up. They were extremely tragic, and they were beaten to death one by one and could no longer die.

Fang Yue saw this scene, his heart was moved.

The Human Race calculated it once, and it was the **** of the Ten Thousand Races. This time, with the help of the sacred palace, at least ten powerful people at the real fairyland level were killed.

The death rate of such a powerful person is already comparable to that of some large-scale ethnic wars.

"Ah! Humans, you are really so cruel! I Hu Yanming wants to be in love with your Humans!"

Although a strong man in the true fairyland did not fall, he was sensationalized by a fireball in his chest. There was a big hole.

Although he did not die in battle, his injuries were extremely serious. Without the cooperation of the panacea, he would at least need to recuperate for a thousand years to heal.

"Since you want to be different from the human race, then I will send you to the west first!" Tuqiang dagger revealed that the ten thousand races have already exposed their fangs. The strong human races also appeared one after another, each of them wearing silver armor, they concealed themselves, and even the aura in the body had been completely isolated from the outside world and could not be detected. These powerful human races appeared at the same time.

The sacred palace just bounced back from the attacks of the ten thousand races. The tens of thousands of people were bombarded and killed, and all of them fell apart. The strong ones among the ten thousand races who have not fallen are all wounded at this moment, and they are in the weakest state. The host was waiting to take advantage of his illness and kill him. When the ten thousand races were at their weakest, they brazenly took action and killed the strong men of ten thousand races one by one.

All the strong men of these human races crawled out of the dead, and they had experienced many battles, and their moves were killing moves. They didn't have any verbose words, as long as they saw the wounded Ten Thousand Clan, they would act brazenly.

It was just a few hundred human race powerhouses who actually killed the same number of ten thousand races in less than three breaths. And their kills are selective. Those who are not at the level of the real fairyland, even if they are dying, they don't even look at it, and even disdain to make up for the knife.

Because these strong human races understand that their appearance is extremely abrupt, and there is only one chance to be able to do it. Once they are returned to the taste by the strong of the ten thousand races, then they can be blocked by the strong of the ten thousand races, and it is difficult to make effective The lethality.

"Human race really has lost its blood this time. The more than a hundred strong men dispatched this time are not weaker than the swordsman in front of the eternal copper coffin. Several of them have even reached the level of the spiritual fairyland. The cultivation base."

Since that silver armor can isolate the detection of breath. However, in Shimeng's eyes, this method is general to pediatrics.

"Unexpectedly, the Human Race hides so many powerful people, but I don’t know if the Human Race under this armor has some long-established celebrities. If you keep all of you here, I am afraid that the Human Race will also move because of this. Dang, decline faster."

A big Luojin Wonderland level expert among the ten thousand clan sneered. What are they doing this time for abandoning such a great effort? It is not to be cited. The seductive race took out the hidden hole cards, and then all the nets were wiped out.

Although they are in the process of implementing the plan. There have been some deviations, but overall the results are the same.

The Golden Fairy Daluo among the ten thousand races raised his hand and summoned a big golden clock. The big clock magnified, covering a piece of heaven and earth. All the races and the strong men of the ten thousand races were shrouded in it, unless it was able to break the big clock. Otherwise, no one can leave the scope of this big bell.

"This is an imitation of the Eastern Emperor Bell, the supreme magic weapon in the legend. It is extremely sturdy. Even the most powerful person among the Golden Immortals of the Daluo can hardly break it. The Eastern Emperor Bell covers a radius of a hundred li, ensuring that every human race is safe. Will not be a fish slipping through the net!"

The powerful man of the ten thousand races laughed, although he paid a bit more bait, these fishes finally took the bait.

At this time, one after another Daluo Jinxian from ten thousand races appeared one after another. These Daluo Jinxians came from different ethnic groups. Within a few breaths, there were eight Daluo Jinxians in imitations of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

This is a kind of determination of the ten thousand races. In any case, they will put the human race to death. This time the layout is a rare eternal killing game.

Fang Yue's expression became serious when he saw this Eternal Killing Game. This time, the ten thousand races came prepared, and they paid a considerable price before attracting the hidden powerhouses of these human races.

"Little cubs of the human race, accept your fate this time, no one can come to save you."

A burly big Luojin Wonderland level ancient strongman laughed and said.

"How could he still be alive?"

An old man in the ancient immortal clan said in surprise.

"Isn't this Mozaha? I remember that in the ancient times, he was already doomed to death in the endless garden. A human being, Daluo Jinxian, turned out to be born, holding a spear with just one move. Even though his soul was lost, this existence that should have fallen, actually lived well in this world."

The old man of the ancient immortal clan gave birth to a creepy feeling.

"I have indeed fallen back then, but the sky does not kill me. A mysterious strong man passed by where I fell. He planted a nether grass into my soul. Hundreds of millions of years passed, the nether plant The grass grows sturdily, gradually reviving my soul and returning to the peak state of the past, so I have the opportunity to live another life. I will avenge the enmity of the human race back then, and today I will take the little humans of these human races. The cubs have a knife and use their blood to sacrifice the knife."

Mozaha showed a terrible smile. He came to collect debts from the human race like a demon returning from hell.

And under the pieces of silver armor, none of the human races had the slightest panic. Because they are all dead men cultivated by the people, the Renmeng has poured a lot of resources into them. They and their families enjoy a higher status in the human race than others, and more High right. But correspondingly, they must also take the initiative to stand up at critical moments, carry the lead for the human race, and even be prepared to give their lives at any time.

"An old guy who has been dead for countless years, lying in his coffin badly, running out to toss about something, it feels like he died once and then died again, but it's very uncomfortable."

An old man of the human race walked out slowly from the crowd. There was no breath in his body, as if a ghost appeared.

Even if Fang Yue had never discovered his existence when the old man had never spoken.