Talisman Emperor

This is a flat rocky area, adjacent to the banks of the Nine Pyloric Rivers, with a central camp, a team of long-lasting, snow-wing, extraterritorial heterosexuals patrolling the area.

From time to time there was a loud noise in the tents in the centre of the camp.

“Damn it! These three indigenous women, one with rough skin, I don't even have the desire to vent. ”

“Haha, don't think too much, this place is called Jiuyu, I heard it has been abandoned by the three realms for countless years, how can the women here compare to the three realms? ”

“Indeed, I have heard the ancestors say that the women of the three worlds, a man of spiritual Xia, with skill, have delicate skin that can strangle water, the appearance is more of a race of delicacy, when our army invades the three worlds, you can see it. ”

“See? Ha ha, I think you're trying to swallow someone's yuan jing! ”

“What about these prisoners? Kill?”

“Kill it! ”

The spin, a terrible scream, accompanied by a rampant laugh, spread throughout the camp, rendering it like a place full of demons, shady and scary.

Those guards around the camp heard this scream and all laughed lightly. This was not the first group of Nine Phantoms women they had killed, and everyone was used to it.

“Bastard! I'm gonna kill all these bastards!” Far from the camp, Moya's eyes burst into flames and her teeth snapped.

She could not see the scene in the distant camp, but heard the distant noise and screams, and she knew that some of the women in her own clan had been massacred!

“Moya! If you want to destroy them all without a trace, you better calm down!” Mengwei's voice cautioned that his face was equally gloomy and his heart was grieving.

But he is equally aware that this time it was a sneak attack, and that if he was drowned out of his mind by anger, he could strike a snake and cause a lot of unpredictable trouble.

So, he still restrained the boiling machine in his heart and waited quietly.

On one side, Chen Xi heart is also suffering, his consciousness is enough to cover tens of thousands of miles, what happened in the camp, he can clearly see, those exotic laughter, the bloody cruel means, and the terrible and desperate voices of those women before their death, all made him angry.

He finally understood why any of the three worlds, Immortal Dao and Demon Gate, once mentioned the extraterritorial heresy, revealed a bone-cut hatred.

All of this is a living example.

This hatred, which arises between the three worlds and the extraterritorial races and is more closely related to countless life spirits, has persisted for too long and has long been impossible to reconcile or reconcile at all.

There is only one way to erase this hatred, and that is to destroy each other completely!

Soon after, in the distant camp, the infidels began to pull themselves together, enter the camp, and begin to refine their strength.

In these nine hidden places, the reason for the depletion of spiritual power is that the ancestors of the earth have come in and need to rely on the spiritual dan to supplement their physical strength, as in the case of these extraterritorial heretics.

“Attack! ”

The sound of low and murderous voices gently emanated from the lips of Chen Xi. The next moment, the three men had been disfigured and swept towards the camp over there.

“It's a place where birds don't lay eggs, and it's disgusting to rely on practice to supplement your strength every day.” A wingman sits in front of a camp, somewhat bored.

These nine hidden places are too deserted, and there's nothing to play with, woman? All of you! It bores him so much that he can't wait to get out of this shithole.

“Alas, I don't know when I'll be able to enter the Three Realms and play with the women there...” He couldn't help but sigh and subconsciously lick his lips.

Suddenly, one hand, sticking out of his back without a sign, covering his mouth violently, had not waited for him to react, his head buzzed like a giant hammer, his soul instantly crumbled.

Sixteenth.

A sharp shadow came out of the shadows and blinked, others swept to the other side and disappeared.

Pfft!

On the other side, Mengwei's big, puffy hand twisted hard, twisting the enemy's head straight into a hemp, and a slight broken bone sounded from the enemy's neck.

Compared to Munvey's crisp decision, Moya's hand was obviously much harsher. She shattered the enemy's soul with her witchcraft, then even chopped it with a knife. Even the enemy's body was chopped into pieces, all collected, and intends to leave to feed it to the bonebirds.

However, the moves used by both of them are the same, no glamour, no amazing noises, no complicated techniques, always simple and chilling.

Even Chen Xixi couldn't help but marvel. I didn't expect them to reach such a point in their killing skills, which made him feel much better.

Watching them kill doesn't make people feel stunning and gorgeous, it just makes people feel like their hearts are sinking, helpless and desperate.

I don't know how many battles Chen Xi has experienced, some are despicable, some are gorgeous, some are crazy and bloody, but I have never seen such a succinct and horrible killing like Mon Wei and Moya.

From the beginning to the end, neither of them had any expression, like no emotional puppet, silently harvesting the lives of their enemies!

No one in the camp noticed that their tribes were dying in succession and that all the killings were being carried out silently.

There are more than 300 people in this camp, of whom only the only purple crystal strong deserves attention, while the other gold, silver and bronze strong deserve nothing.

If it weren't for silent annihilation of everyone else, one left behind, and Monwie alone, it would be enough to sweep away a large logarithmic opponent.

Although Chen Xi's refining gas cultivation was exhausted, the refining body cultivation was only restored to the realm of Jindan, but his intellect was strong, comparable to that of the Immortal Strong, so long as he was not allowed to take on the purple crystal and gold grade of the heterogeneous strong, killing others was also easy as a counterhand.

As such, they were like three ghosts harvesting their lives out of hell, silent, letting people snatch their lives before they even knew what to do.

Gradually, the killings began to converge towards the centre of the camp.

It wasn't until half of the surrounding companions disappeared that this extraterritorial heterogeneous group found something wrong.

“Careful! There's an ambush! ”

The voice of a wingman stopped.

In the camp, all the noise disappeared in a flash, becoming silent and quiet, even the air seemed to solidify and there was no wind. There is only a bloody nose, and I don't know when it will spread.

Wow!

The tent in the centre of the camp was suddenly lifted, and a tall young man in a silver robe walked out. His eyes were electric and his temper was like a tiger, and he was mighty.

Apparently, he is the leader of this team, the strong purple crystal winger.

Behind him are ten strong wingers, one with a long breath and bright eyes, none of them inferior to the Nirvana Realm Brothers, as the ten strong gold-class wingers, no doubt.

“All dead.” The gaze of the tall young man swept around, and the divine colour remained calm, but the temperature in his eyes suddenly became extremely cold, casting an incredibly intense killing.

“Get the fuck out of here!” He scouted and struck a silver glow, like the crash of the Nine Stars River, and the entire camp was blown up and the smoke was flying.

Break, break! Collapse...

Just in the midst of this smoke and dust, a sharp and hurried tsunami broke through the void, sounded suddenly, stabbed the human soul in a wave, and the blood flickered.

It is a cold arrow, surrounded by brilliant witchcraft, like a comet falling from outside the sky, directly tearing the void to the brink of despair.

Boom, boom, boom!

A string of explosions overwhelmed the defenses, and six powerful golden men were smashed by that horrible arrow and fleshed.

The other four golden strong men dodged away, and before they could react, they only felt the soul buzzing, like a thunderbolt, black in front of them, straight to Venus, and the motion could not help but appear a little astringent.

It was this slight stagnation that took their lives and was once again exploded into pieces of blood and rain.

“Die! ”

The tall young man roared and blushed. He had already seen clearly that there were only three enemies, a man and a woman, who had come to violate him. He recognized that they were the main targets of this interception, Meng Weiwei and Moya, the leaders of the Jiulu tribe.

Yet another young man, who looked very strange, did not remember, but could confirm that he was definitely not a member of the Nine Phantoms.

But at this time, he could no longer think about it. His own people died all at once, and he was left alone. This left him in a state of anger, and a deep chill could not be felt.

According to the information he received, both Monvi and Moya were only successful in Nirvana, not to mention their own actions, the ten gold-grade subordinates were enough to kill each other.

But how could he not be surprised how easily he could kill his ten subordinates today?

Oh, shit!

Didn't the intelligence say they couldn't make it through Nirvana in a short time? How come the two of them are now advancing and killing in front of themselves?

Is... the problem with that strange young man?

The eyes of the tall young man were slightly flashed and his mind was uncertain.

Boo!

The next moment, behind him, his wings vibrated, flowing out of the infinite silver and white glow, paving the ground, killing the Eight Wastes, while others turned into a silver rainbow and retreated.

He is well aware that today's situation cannot be reversed and that support must be requested.

Buzz!

Mengwei's lips filled with cold, bow grinding, string pulling, the whole bow storm poured out a palpitating ancient witch power, hidden in the cry of the Tai Ancient Demon sounded completely, amazingly, appeared to kill the great.

Boom!

A ten-length, rainbow-like sword that swept through the sky.

Seeing a tall young man thousands of miles away, with little to no escape power, the whole person was blown up by an arrow, turned into a ray of light rain and completely disappeared.