The war broke out!

There was premeditation and planning, and it broke out.

Yang Qifeng was like an outsider, quietly watching the war breaking out in front of him.

Everyone in front of him was an eight-star quasi-saint powerful man. Yang Qifeng dared not neglect any of them. If he had any relaxation and negligence, unexpected situations might occur.

It seems that he accuses the person from heaven, calling the other party an evil demon from the territory, with sharp words, decisive relationships, and a very sensible attitude towards the times, but who knows what they really think?

Is it true? It is said this on purpose, and then let yourself relax your vigilance and then attack. All of this has to be guarded against, so if you want to gain Yang Qifeng's trust, they must fight.

A fierce battle had already broken out. Yang Qifeng watched as the heavenly beings had the upper hand. There were eight natives in the prehistoric world and ten of them, a total of eighteen quasi-saints. If the dead Beast King and Taiyi were added, there would be twenty quasi-saints in total.

This number is far beyond the fifteenth demon clan. The quasi-saints of the demon clan have also come to surrender recently, but overall they are still weaker than the coalition forces of the Hundred Tribes.

After all, the coalition of hundreds of tribes united many hundreds of tribes to form this extremely powerful force.

To be honest, in the prehistoric world today, there are a large number of quasi-saints, and there are nearly thirty people here, and there are more than ten people, nearly twenty people in the witch clan. Some quasi-saints ignore the world and directly avoid it.

If a quasi-saint really wants to hide, it will be more difficult to find. After all, this time it is not a two heroes competing for hegemony, and they are beginning to engage in these quasi-saints, so the three sides naturally have their own concerns.

When the two heroes compete for hegemony, if they fight for the other party to surrender and the other party does not allow it, they can directly kill. After all, there are only two sides in the world. If they don’t surrender to themselves, they will definitely surrender to the enemy. There is an extra choice for the three-legged tripod, which is not easy to operate.

With eight to ten, the prehistoric natives are naturally no match.

"The Demon Emperor hasn't taken action yet?" A scream came out, his voice filled with anger and a sense of questioning. Yang Qifeng stared indifferently and turned a blind eye.

It's too strong. The coalition of the hundred tribes in front of him is too strong. Even if it is the natives of the prehistoric world, there are eight quasi-saints. Such a strong strength has already occupied more than half of the demon clan.

They have this relationship. If they enter the demon clan and are immediately in the same camp, the demon clan will be immediately divided into two groups, burying the disaster of division for the demon clan. Maybe when the demon clan is strong, they will be honest, but if the demon clan is weak, it will definitely be a hidden danger to the demon clan.

So you have to die, and half of the number will die, and this will not have much impact.

There are also two or three demon emperors in the demon clan, such as Nuwa and Fuxi. No, this example is wrong, such as Cundi and Jie Yin, and Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun.

The four quasi-saints cannot cause big waves when they enter the demon clan, and they can be digested with the strength of the demon clan.

Yang Qifeng looked at the person who spoke coldly. Among the four vacancies that were bound to die, this person was this person.

"The Demon King is really cruel!" Seeing that Yang Qifeng had not spoken, this man immediately knew Yang Qifeng's meaning. If he could become a quasi-saint, how could he not judge the situation? He knew what Yang Qifeng meant at once, and shouted in a shrill tone:

"The Demon King wants us to die halfway, it's really cruel."

"And you don't know who's going to die!"

"It's better for us to join forces and make another try!"

"The evil words confuse the public and should be punished!" Yang Qifeng spoke. He still wanted some face and could not make them completely disappointed. With a wave of his hand, the power of the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation plummeted.

A sequel of murderous intent burst out, like an arrow, silently gathering the power of stars, and suddenly descended across the man's body to protect the treasure.

The blood turbulent energy is like a river of blood. The two swords of Abi Yuandu are like two blood-colored dragons, hidden under the power of stars, killing this person in an instant and inch of vitality, and two evil swords show off their evil spirits.

With the power of the Zhoutian Star Dou array, a quasi-saint was killed by Fuxi just like cutting melons and vegetables.

"It's really a pity to die if you dare to slander Your Majesty." Fuxi was righteous and shouted and preached directly, looking at the people from heaven, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

As expected, only by following the Demon King can you do well. These guys are all better off than to succeed.

The Beast King was unable to support the wall with mud. He was still moved before. Fortunately, he endured it at that time, otherwise he would have died without a place to bury him.

Fuxi did not show this kind of glory.

The war continues.

Time passed by bit by bit, and I don’t know how long it had passed. With the emergence of the war, the quasi-saints began to fall one by one.

One, two, three.

In a blink of an eye, three quasi-saints had died, including two natives in the prehistoric world, one from heaven, and two quasi-saints in the prehistoric world, one was killed by Fuxi.

The natives of the prehistoric world also knew Yang Qifeng's intentions, and no one spoke again. They knew that a few more people needed to die, and the rest would be safe.

So they have to persist, not seeking to kill the enemy, as long as they can live for a long time, then they will be victorious.

Another period of time passed, and three quasi-saints died in a row. This time, one native of the prehistoric world and two from heaven.

A total of six quasi-saints died. Among the eighteen quasi-saints, there were five left in the prehistoric natives, and seven left in the heavenly realm.

But the battle still did not stop. The natives in the wilderness saved their lives and began to persist desperately. The people from heaven were fighting for death and also wanted to kill the natives in the wilderness, so that they would take the lead in the death.

Therefore, the battle between the two sides was fierce. Even if there were many people from the heavenly world, the natives in the prehistoric world were only defensive support and occasionally began to launch counterattacks. Therefore, as the attacking side, the heavenly world with fewer defenses sacrificed more.

If Fuxi hadn't taken action, then the prehistoric natives would have had some advantages now.

However, the advantage is now occupied by the heavenly beings, and the two quasi-saints fell, four natives in the prehistoric world, six from heaven, and one from each side fell.

The eighteen quasi-saints, and there are not a total of twenty quasi-saints, have now fallen to ten, and there are still ten left.

"It's enough to kill them!" Yang Qifeng suddenly spoke.

At this moment, a quasi-saint among the people from heaven saw the demon emperor's angry expression fading away, and said with a sneer: "Demon King, you are fooled!"

Suddenly, he shouted: "Dijiang?"

"It's half dead now, enough!"

"If you don't take action, you witch clan will not be able to win this battle."

"Without us, you witch clan cannot have an absolute advantage. It is impossible for you to win this battle."
Chapter completed!