Chapter 3457

Only half an hour later, the ancient immortal kingdom was controlled by mysterious forces.

The major forces suffered heavy casualties, their families were destroyed and their blood flowed into a river.

Even Xianyue Pavilion suffered heavy casualties and had to surrender in the end.

As strong as the five races, under the crazy attack of many powerful people in the immortal realm and the half step immortal realm, they were finally unable to resist.

The five major ethnic groups suffered heavy casualties, even the patriarchs and elders.

In the whole ancient immortal realm, only the ancient immortal hall and Emperor Zunxian Palace are safe and sound.

After the failure of qiansuo, he didn't attack the ancient immortal hall again.

Today's ancient immortals, the air is filled with a strong smell of blood, as well as the atmosphere of grief and despair.

After the fall of the ancient immortal Kingdom, the whole ancient immortal kingdom fell into the control of mysterious forces.

Previously, there was a lot of abuse and slander against fengwuchen and longhun, but now it has been covered by indignation and despair.

"The ancient fairyland is over. Yanchen, guxianzun and the patriarchs of the five races are powerless!"

Everyone felt trapped in endless darkness, unable to see a trace of light, and their hearts were occupied by fear.

In the face of absolute power, they can do nothing but suffer rude oppression and bullying.

The depression of grief made many practitioners feel worse than death.

As time goes by, the major forces that surrender can only be accompanied by grief and indignation.

Everyone felt that the ancient fairyland was over.

Countless tormented practitioners just hope that fengwuchen and longhunqiang will rescue them as soon as possible.

But as the day went by, the half shadow of fengwuchen and longhunqiang could not be seen.

All the five races have already done it. Why didn't dragon spirit do it?

The dragon soul and the venerable Luocha seem to have disappeared out of thin air.

The major forces are guessing that the dragon soul is likely to be eliminated.

After all, this mysterious force is too terrifying and has absolute power.

No matter how powerful the dragon soul is, it only has a few immortal realms. How can it compete with dozens of immortal realms and more than 100 half step immortal realms?

Emperor Zunxian palace, a dead silence.

Grief, anger, hatred, repression and other emotions are all written on the face. Everyone is trembling. They are just like violent death.

They are waiting for their soul and spiritual leader!

They are ready to fight back!

Everyone is waiting for an order!

Once the order appears, they will rush to the enemy with the most terrible, merciless and cold-blooded side.

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celestial world, Xianyue Pavilion.

It has become a new base for mysterious forces.

"Brother qiansuo, how is your injury?" One asked.

"It's all right." Thousands of lock Sen cold way, eyes squint up, flashed a touch of cruel.

In qiansuo's mind, we can never forget the overbearing sword of Gongniu.

It's a great shame to be defeated by an opponent of the same level.

"Is there any movement in the dragon soul?" Qiansuo asked.

One respectfully said, "no, they haven't gone through the customs yet."

"After so many days, the ancient fairyland has been under our control. Fengwuchen still has the heart to practice in seclusion. Does it really care about the lives of other people?" Qian Suo said with a sneer.

"Brother qiansuo, in my opinion, you can move the dragon's soul directly. They are all in emperor Zunxian palace, a group of turtles with shrunken heads." A man sneered.

"In addition to the cattle, the clan leaders of the other four races have been captured. Everything is under our control. It doesn't matter when they go out of the pass. Anyway, they are dead. Why worry?" Ye Qingyan sneered.

Qiansuo said with a smile: "Qingyan is right. We really don't have to worry. We have plenty of time. No matter how to cultivate fengwuchen, we can't be the God of war unless he can fly up, but the ancient god won't give him a chance."

"By the way, immediately send someone to the ancient immortal hall to spread the news. Within three days, the patriarch of the ox clan will exchange his life for four patriarchs, otherwise he will kill them!"

Cattle must die!

If you don't kill the cattle, you can't get rid of the shame.

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in the divine ring, with the help of the ancient spirit of thousand spirit pool water, the wind and dust of crazy cultivation has become more and more terrifying, and is close to the peak of the immortal realm.

If you break through the peak of immortal realm, you will have the qualification to ascend Pangu realm.

"It's a pity that the aura has been exhausted." The wind said to himself.

In addition to fengwuchen's self-cultivation, the soul of reincarnation tower is also absorbing ancient aura, so the consumption is very fast.

After stretching, Feng Wuchen said, "the cultivation of old devil nightmare was similar to that of me now. It should be enough to touch the thunder."

"Boy, something's wrong with the outside world." The sound from the chaos dark fire beast.

"What's the matter?" There was no dust in the wind.Chaos XuanHuo beast spin is about to tell fengwuchen what happened in the ancient fairyland.

After hearing this, the wind is clean and expressionless.

He was obviously furious.

The mysterious forces are too rampant, too arrogant, reckless and insane.

Wind and dust are absolutely intolerable.

"Black Qing is really willing to deal with me." The wind is dust-free, the forest is cold, the dark eye son, flashed fierce murderous gas.

"Boy, you have to be prepared. Their strength is much stronger than that of the nightmare one at that time. There are 37 people in the immortal realm!" The sound from the chaos dark fire beast.

"A lot?" The wind is dust-free and cold. I don't pay attention to it at all.

With a move of mind, withdraw from the precepts immediately.

In emperor Zun's Fairy palace, the spreading grief, anger, hatred and repression are clearly felt by Feng Wuchen.

The wind has no dust also can feel, the dragon soul Luo Cha everybody's mood at the moment.

A figure appeared at the entrance of the hall.

In a flash, everyone's eyes swept in the past.

See the wind dust-free moment, all people's eyes, are moist, depressed mood, like the tide like crazy gush out.

That kind of feeling, just like an instant from hell back to heaven in general, very happy.

Ecstatic excitement, crazy gush out!

The dawn of victory came.

The appearance of that man makes all of them feel at ease. It seems that they are omnipotent. Any strong enemy and any difficulty will no longer exist in front of that man.

That man is the nightmare of all enemies!

"Lord People's eyes full of excitement and hope all looked at fengwuchen.

"I know what happened. Brothers have worked hard. Let me do the next thing." Wind dust light way, step by step down the stairs.

In a word, let the dragon soul and Luocha people crazy.

Fengwuchen comes to the center of the square and slowly closes his eyes.

A lot of familiar breath, have disappeared.

Ancient fairyland filled with grief, hatred, despair, wind dust can feel.

"Because of me, the ancient fairyland has been implicated." The wind has no dust in the heart secret way, the towering anger is burning crazily.

The wind is free of dust and slowly flies up. The blood color is murderous, forming a terrible storm and rushing into the sky.

"The wind is here!" Fengwuchen roars fiercely. The roar of fury resounds through every corner of the ancient fairyland!

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