Chapter 2801

Fang Yue found that no one attacked the witch caster again.

He jumped out on his own initiative. A sword light pierced the void and chopped her head.

The curse will be dissolved immediately. Another witch at the peak level of the real fairyland fell. Her body turned into dry firewood and burned fiercely. It was sacrificed to the ancestors of the Fang family by Fang Yue.

"Who is secretly supporting the Terran?"

The spirit fairy of the ancient family roared. The witch clan is the strong one he invited at a great price. Originally, it was a killer mace in his hand. He cursed the murderer to come and go without a trace. Quite divine and strange. He killed without any trace. It can channel the fear at the bottom of people's hearts.

However, their witch cards were broken just after they were used. A witch at the level of real fairyland was sacrificed alive. It was beating their faces.

"Is it the layout of the ancient clan or the Terran? How do I feel that our loss is greater than the Terran?"

The strong of the Wu clan had a sense of absurdity. There was a breakdown in his heart. It seems that the Terrans have known for a long time that they will take this opportunity, so they will find out the ethnic groups hostile to the Terrans, and then attack them one by one.

"No, if we follow this rhythm, I'm afraid there's nothing wrong with the Terran. I'm afraid our prestige among the ten thousand families will be gone!" whispered a spirit fairy of the ancient family. His eyes are cold and murderous.

"Then don't take so much into account. Rush forward and kill the swordsman of the Terran directly. Since he dares to stand up, he must have the consciousness of death. If we rush forward, I don't believe that the Terran can still hold its strength to observe in the dark and stop shooting."

The spirit fairy of the ancient family is already a little angry. Because he didn't expect that the Terrans were so cunning and took them by surprise.

"Do it!" a great Luo Jinxian of the Wu family echoed.

At this time, the strong men of all ethnic groups shot at the white swordsmen at the same time, the sword light and sword shadow fell one after another, and the secret methods were bombed out.

Under this strong attack, according to the truth, it is absolutely difficult for the white swordsman of the Terran to survive. However, the swordsman of the Terran was not overjoyed. He waved his long sword, cut the void and sent out an ancient building.

All the attacks fell on the ancient building. The great Luo Jinxian of the ancient family couldn't help missing a beat.

"The Terran is still as insidious as ever. It's impossible to detect how much strength is hidden, but these people of the ten thousand families are estimated to be dead this time. I'm afraid the Terran has long known about the conspiracy of the ten thousand families. They arranged a killing game, found the holy palace early, and then wanted to use the holy palace to kill these people."

Poetry dream showed a bright smile. She belongs to the kind of person who is afraid of chaos in the world. The more lively it is, the more she likes it.

"What is this sacred palace?" although it is far away, Fang Yue can feel that there is an immortal power in this ancient building.

"The holy palace is a place of worship in my eternal imperial dynasty, which enshrines an Immortal King, the king of war in my eternal imperial dynasty. Hundreds of millions of people of the eternal imperial dynasty worship in this holy palace every year. Their faith power surges and gathers in this palace. The endless power of faith makes this palace powerful, mysterious and vertical However, the strong at the level of Xianjun territory dare not be presumptuous in the holy palace. It is almost impossible for people of all races to join hands to break the holy heaven. "

The poem dream whispered. "I feel that there may be experts behind the Terran, otherwise they can't know the terror and strength of the holy palace!"

The vision of poetry and dream is constantly changing. She felt more and more that the Terrans might know more about the ruins of the eternal imperial dynasty than the ancient ones. That's why they were able to run all kinds of buildings in the eternal imperial dynasty with such ease to kill thousands of families.

Sure enough, there was a layer of chaotic light around the holy hall, and all attacks were sucked into it.

After brewing for a while, those who attacked the original returned and hit the strong of all races again. The strong men of all races were overwhelmed, and many people were blasted and turned into a blood mist.

Wan Zu Zhi

Among the ten thousand families, there are sorrows everywhere.

At least nearly a hundred strong people were blasted by Shengsheng. They were so miserable that those who were beaten to death could no longer die.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yue felt a touch of emotion in his heart.

The Terran calculated once, that is to beat the shit of the ten thousand families. This time, with the help of the holy palace, at least ten strong people at the level of real fairyland died.

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

"Ah! Terran, you are really cruel! I call Yanming to die with you Terran!"

Although a real Wonderland strong man did not fall, he was shocked by a fireball and a big hole appeared in his chest.

Although he was not killed in the war, his injury was also extremely serious. Without the cooperation of a panacea, he would need at least a thousand years to recover.

"Since you want to die with the human race, I'll send you back to the West first!" Tu Qiong dagger showed that the ten thousand families had exposed their tusks. Terran strongmen also appeared one after another. Each Terran was wearing silver armor. They hid themselves. Even the breath in the body had been completely isolated from the outside world and could not be explored. These Terran strongmen appear at the same time. All of them have experienced hundreds of battles and move their hands cleanly.

Just now, the rebound of the holy palace has been attacked by all races. Kill ten thousand families. One is scattered. Now those strong people who have not fallen in the ten thousand families are also injured and are in the weakest state. The human Lord is waiting to take advantage of his illness and ask him to be the wind. When the people are the weakest, they boldly fight and kill the strong people of the people one by one.

All the strong men of these Terrans climb out of the dead. They have experienced hundreds of battles one by one, and their moves are killing moves. They didn't have a wordy word. As long as they saw the injured 10000 families, they would make a bold move.

Only a few hundred strong Terrans killed an equal number of thousands of Terrans in less than three breaths. And their killing is selective. Those strong people of all nationalities who are not at the level of real fairyland, even if they are dying, they don't even look at it, and even disdain to mend the knife.

Because the strong people of these Terrans understand that their appearance is extremely abrupt, and there is only one chance to start. Once they are returned to taste by the strong people of all ethnic groups, they can be blocked by the strong people of all ethnic groups, which is difficult to cause effective lethality.

"The Terran has really made a lot of money this time. Each of the more than 100 strong men dispatched this time is no weaker than the swordsman in front of the eternal copper coffin, and several of them have even reached the cultivation level of spirit fairyland."

Since the silver armor can isolate the detection of breath. But this method is pediatrics in the eyes of poetry and dream.

"I didn't expect the Terran to hide so many strong people, but I don't know if the Terran under the armor has some famous celebrities for a long time. If you leave all your faces here, I'm afraid the Terran will be angry and decline faster."

One of the ten thousand families said with a sneer. Why did they waste so much effort this time? It's not to lead. The tempting family takes out the hidden cards and catches them all.

Although there are some deviations in the process of implementing the plan, the overall result is the same.

The great Luo Jinxian of the ten thousand families raised his hand and summoned a golden big clock. The big clock magnified and covered a piece of heaven and earth. All the strong men of the human race and ten thousand families were shrouded in it. No one could leave the shrouded scope of the big clock unless he could break the big clock.

"This is an imitation of the legendary supreme magic weapon, the Eastern imperial bell. It is extremely strong. Even the strongest one in the golden immortals can't break it. The Eastern imperial bell covers a hundred miles to ensure that every Terran will not be a fish in the net!"

The strong man of all races laughed. Although he paid a little more bait, these fish finally took the bait.

At this time, great Luo Jinxian of ten thousand families appeared one after another. These great Luo Jinxian came from different ethnic groups. In just a few breaths, a full number of eight great Luo Jinxian appeared in the imitation of Donghuang bell.

This is a determination of the ten thousand families. In any case, they also want to kill the Terran. This time, the layout is a rare eternal killing game.

Fang Yue's face became dignified when he saw the eternal killing. This time, the ten thousand clans came prepared. They paid a considerable price and just attracted the hidden strongmen of these Terrans.

"Terran cubs, this time you accept your fate. No one can come to save you."

A burly strong man of the ancient clan at the level of Da Luojin fairyland laughed and said.

"How could he be alive?"

An old man in the ancient fairy family said in surprise.

"Isn't this mozaha? I remember that in ancient times, he had been determined to die in the endless garden. A great Luo Jinxian of the human race was born in the sky, holding a spear and wearing his divine soul with just one move, but the existence that should have fallen still lived well in the world."

The old man of the ancient fairy family had a creepy feeling.

"I did fall, but heaven never killed me. A mysterious strong man passed by where I fell. He implanted a ghost grass into my spirit. Over the years, the ghost grass thrived and gradually revived my spirit and returned to the peak of the past, so I had the opportunity to live another life. The hatred of the human race in those days , I will certainly report. Today I will cut these Terran cubs and sacrifice their blood to the sword. "

Mozaha showed a ferocious smile. He seems to be a devil returning from hell to collect debts from the Terran.

But under the silver armor, none of the Terrans had the slightest panic. Because they are all dead men trained by people, Renmeng has poured a lot of resources into them. They and their families enjoy a higher status and higher rights than others in the human race. But correspondingly, at the critical moment, they should also take the initiative to stand up and carry the tripod for the Terran, and even be ready to pay their lives at any time.

"An old man who has died for countless years doesn't lie well in his coffin and run out to toss about something. It's a taste of dying once and then dying again, but it's very uncomfortable."

An old Terran came out slowly from the crowd. There was no breath on him, as if a ghost appeared.

Even if Fang Yue didn't speak to the old man, he didn't find his existence.