This is crazy killing, more confused than the lack of medicine for 15 years. It is the witch clan who doesn't know where it will be in the future. These bat holy clans are each very strong.

The people of the Witch Clan continued to resist and died during the past 15 years, and the strong were almost left behind. Now the rest were fewer than men, women, young and old.

In addition, the disappearance of will makes the people of the Witch Clan fear the race in the Nine Yin Realm from the bottom of their hearts, especially this time the Golden Thread Clan appeared in the Bat Holy Clan. This is the past 15 years, now.

Nangong Hengji's words and actions can only mobilize the passionate blood of the witch people in an instant, but as the killing progresses, this so-called passion will not last for a long time.

When screaming, facing the tall Bat Holy Clan, the people of the Witch Clan showed powerless resistance and struggled with the Bat Holy Clan having a body that matched the barbarians.

Especially the more than 10 Bat Holy Clan's Purple Line tribes, each with the witch cultivator equivalent to the witch clan and the bodies of soul-powered men of the barbarian tribe. After a while, there was a cruel laugh.

They don’t use any magical powers. That powerful hand can replace everything. The separation of the head, the separation of limbs, and the scattering of flesh and blood have become the eternal picture of this sky.

Nangong blood flowed out of the traces, and the long spear in the low voice penetrated the eyebrows of the Bat Holy clan. After raising his left hand, a large amount of dead energy quickly condensed, forming a vortex outside his body. Many dead souls appeared from the vortex, surrounding them.

He is a superpower, but most of the superpower witches sympathize with the dead and are the cold living. However, in the traces of Nangong, the witches of the medium cannot suppress his instinctive generous personality. This is an important reason why he failed to enter the post-witch. Behind him, the witch clan members are fewer and fewer in this constant death. As the roar and self-destructive sound echoed, the servant reached the peak.

Self-destruction is the destruction before the death of the elderly in the Witch Clan, which stimulated everyone in the Witch Clan.

"Fight, die then!" Nangong traces were loudly sounding.

"Fight for ourselves, fight for our lives, change our destiny in killing, and gain the future in madness!' All the witch tribes are now very popular. Facing the Bat Holy tribe, if one person can't beat it, there will be two people, and if two people are not enough, there will be three people!

However, despite this, when the number of the Bat Holy Clan is not lower than that of the Witch Clan, the deaths of the Witch Clan are increasing. Bloody and sad cry circling, and witnessing the tribe members on the right side of Nangong Trace.

After a brief contact, the more than 500 Wu tribe members, and the remaining less than 300 people, could not move forward any further. They were pushed by the bat holy clan from the sky, pressed one by one, and after the festival, they retreated to the guardian light curtain.

Nangong Hen was desperate. He saw the death of his tribe members. The familiar face that had been familiar for fifteen years was broken. He saw all this, but he could not change it.

However, when they retreated to the guardian light curtain, suddenly, a huge palm came out in the sky, and headed straight for Nangong Hengzhi and the witch tribes at an astonishing speed.

From a distance, this palm is very huge, with hundreds of feet of legs, and you can hear a roar when you press it. On his palm, the Bat Holy clan with a golden thread between his eyebrows raised his right hand and slowly pressed it down.

Nangong Hengji made a hoarse sound, his face swelled blue veins, and all the tribesmen behind him were going to drive wildly to resist this huge palm!

If they can't resist, they will die the second one. This guardian light curtain may be difficult to hold on. After the light curtain breaks, the children in the valley and the injured tribe will face a massacre without resistance! The applause is less than fifty feet away. At this moment, a vast and low voice came from the valley, but when he saw the white-haired old man and his pale face jumping out of the valley, it was very fast and penetrated the light curtain in an instant. Nangong

"Senior Temu!"

"I am a senior!" An inspiring voice dissipated from the crowd. The old man was injured in the last war and could not heal the unconscious Temu!

When the entire valley faced such a crisis, he woke up and was now trying hard to thug. The moment the fist touched the huge palm, Tiemu was bleeding, and his whole body was filled with blood mist, and he was swept away like a kite with a broken string.

"Is this the strongest power of foreigners here? It's so fragile and can't stand a blow. All foreigners, damn it!" A cold voice came from the air, and the Bat Holy clans around appeared everywhere, with a sarcastic look on their faces. Most of the more than ten purple-line clans sneered and looked at the scene below.

The one who said this was the golden informant who opened this huge palm in the highest point of the sky.

Nangong Hengji was desperate, and he was soon on Tiemu. Tiemu's face was bloodless and his eyes closed. He was seriously injured, but now he forced to take action and was seriously injured again. Now his life is at stake.

When the huge palm roared and almost touched Nangong Hengji, Nangong was in the low voice of the trace, all the witch tribes entered the light curtain, watching the palm touching the light curtain instantly, under the terrifying howling, here

The entire valley, at this moment, has no protection!

The huge palm squeezed violently at the witch people in the valley with a method of disintegrating, not dispersing, and exterminating everything!

The mountain peaks cracked, and a large amount of gravel fell off and broke into ashes. The earth could not stand the power of the palm, forming a crack, and was about to collapse.

In the formation inside the valley, there were no corpses, only ashes. At that moment, everyone here turned into dust as the formation collapsed. In the shaking cave, as the gravel fell off, the children hugged their mothers in fear, closed their eyes, and waited for the arrival of death.

Nangong laughed bleakly, looked up at its palm, revealing the color of despair.

"The future is there...it's over here..."

Moreover, now, the indifferent language of the Golden Thread tribe of the Bat Holy Clan is still echoing in all directions, and its contempt is obvious.

“…All foreigners, damn it!”

However, at this moment, the moment when the cold sound echoed, the moment when the huge palm was less than 30 feet away from Nangong Shizhi, the moment when this person was desperate!

The same cold voice suddenly came from the sky and earth with the momentum of the person who ran through the golden thread, like thunder.

"I" is the first word of this sound. When this word appears, all the Bat Holy clan members in the sky feel that the wind is blowing from a distance. The intensity of the wind, such as the roar of the sky, actually rolls so hard that they cannot control their bodies.

"Yes" is the second word. When the first word arrives, it feels far away, but when the second word appears, it roars like a thunder, making everyone who sounds like the Bat Holy Clan feel the heart and head roar at the same time.

Appearing in this valley at an indescribable speed, under the huge palm that was pressed, the golden light turned into a figure and could not be seen. He raised his right hand, stretched out his finger, and looked at it casually, there was a little in the huge palm.

"Yes" is the third word, which gives people the feeling in peace. If the rules of heaven and earth are included, it will replace the surroundings and all the sounds!

This look is very small compared to that palm, but the moment his fingers touched the huge palm, the roar circled violently and spread to hundreds of miles around. In the roar, another shock spread in all directions, and the storm was howling, looking like a surging wave.

The huge palm trembled under the rumbling sound, cracked in the inch, and finally suddenly exploded, turning into an impact, rushing straight into the sky.

"...Foreigners!" These are these words, and the last two sentences were slowly said by the way when the palm collapsed and was swept away.

Now the wind is howling around, its figure is standing in the air, with long hair fluttering, white clothes as snow, its appearance is handsome, with diamond marks between its eyebrows, and a small snake on its shoulders raised its head to spit out neutrons. He stood there, attracting everyone's eyes! This person's eyes are deep, and if the entire sky is included, his body will emit golden light. The golden light scattered from various positions of that body, and he looks like he is wearing golden armor!

His eyes were not only deep, but also more surprising, but everyone from the Bat Holy Clan who touched his eyes whistled in his mind. When he looked at him, he felt that his body was about to collapse.

This is powerful, more powerful than all the power here!
Chapter completed!