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Knowing what he wanted to say, Zhang Hongtian waved his hand.

After years of war, the two races have long been unable to stand together.

Without this first emperor, the Foreign Spirit Race would definitely become a mess and would no longer be able to fight against humans.

In this way, it is tantamount to solving the serious problem that has been in my heart for many years!

Because of this, hundreds of schools of thought did not hesitate to use so many ancient sages to come, and even robbed the Spring and Autumn Grand Ceremony, ranking second.

"Very well, what about you?"

Seeing that the three forces joined forces, Emperor Chen Yong once again looked at the holy beasts not far away.

"We don't want to help each other, and we don't want to get involved... we just want to get the Spring and Autumn Ceremony!" Venerable White said.

"If the two don't help each other, then please back off, otherwise, if you stay in the ring without fists and feet, no one can guarantee whether you will be killed..."

Smiling coldly, Emperor Chen Yong shook the long knife in his hand and let out a whimpering sound. No more nonsense, his eyebrows were raised, and the aura on his body suddenly radiated, giving people a feeling like an abyss like an ocean.

Pretending to be a servant, using the power that only a famous teacher can use, at this moment, recovering the deity, using the killing qi of the Foreign Spirit Race, the combat power has more than doubled in an instant.

"Go!"

Seeing his aura, he was about to accumulate to the peak, knowing that if he didn't make a move, it would be even more difficult to kill, the Fang Tian painting halberd in Old Sage Yan Qing's hand shook and shot towards him.

"go with!"

Bu Yu's ghost claw cut through the space.

The attacks of the two super masters turned into two rays of light, one black and one white, piercing like shooting stars.

"Good come!"

After recovering his true self, Chen Yonghuang let out a roar, the sound was like thunder, and at the same time, the long knife in his hand slashed straight forward.

Hiss!

A pitch-black crack appeared in the space imprisoned by the star map. The sword light collided with the two major attacks, and Fang Tian's painted halberd and ghost claw flew out like a baseball being whipped.

Emperor Chen Yong stepped forward, his strength rolled, and the sea of ​​clouds boiled. With the long knife swaying, the attacks of other ancient sages were blocked, and he moved forward again, and slashed at Yan Qing's head.

This time, the power blocked the void, even if Old Sage Yan Qing reached the realm of rebirth from a drop of blood, he could not escape.

hum!

Just when this strongest man of all schools of thought was about to be beheaded, a sword light broke through the limitations of time and space and appeared in front of him. will be seriously injured.

Emperor Chen Yong raised the saber.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The sound of sword rain was endless, and Zhang Hongtian walked like a sword fairy.

Seeing such a battle, Zhang Xuan swallowed.

As expected of the most powerful superpower in the mainland, his every move has rules. Fortunately, he stayed away from the battle circle, otherwise, he would have been torn into powder long ago, leaving no scum left.

This Emperor Chen Yong was powerful to the limit, even though he was besieged by so many people, he was still calm and did not panic at all.

Bang!

The battle became more and more exciting. Suddenly, there was a muffled groan, and then, a figure fell from the sky.

An Old Sage has fallen!

"It's a Foreign Spirit Race member in the realm of the first princes..."

Seeing the corpse, Zhang Xuan recognized that it was one of Yu Laogui's subordinates, possessing the strength of the second level of the Old Sage.

"This is a good thing..."

Knowing that corpses of this level are hard to come by, Zhang Xuan came to the front, and the keel sharp spear rushed over and slammed it.

Whoops!

Into the storage ring.

boom!

As soon as the corpse was taken away, another ancient sage from various schools of thought fell down.

Not only the people of the Foreign Spirit Race died, but also the powerhouses of the various schools began to fall.

Followed by Famed Master Hall.

The corpses of the Foreign Spirit Race people can be collected, but the schools of thought and the Famed Master Hall will not move.

After all, he is a famous teacher.

However, the corpses cannot be collected. During the battle, the blood of the Old Sage was spilled, so that he took a lot of them.

As the battle became more and more exciting, more and more Old Sages died.

In less than 10 minutes, there were more than 20 Old Sages, and less than half of them were left.

However, at this moment, Emperor Chen Yong was already scarred and seriously injured.

Old Sage Yan Qing and Zhang Hongtian also had hideous wounds all over their bodies, and they were panting heavily, not having a good time.

On the contrary, Yu Laogui was the least injured.

It's not that he is strong, but that he is more cunning, and the frontal attack was borne by the two people in front.

"As expected of being the number one emperor of the Foreign Spirit Race, I didn't expect so many of us to unite and suffer such heavy losses..." Looking at Emperor Chen Yong in front of him again, Zhang Hongtian's tone was full of admiration.

I thought I was already on top of the world, but I didn't expect so many people to unite and get killed so many.

"You are not weak, but...with this kind of strength, if you want to kill me today, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it..."

Standing with his sword in hand, Emperor Chen Yong's arrogance remains undiminished.

"Even if I'm desperate to die today, I'll bring you along..." Zhang Hongtian gritted his teeth.

"Then try..."

Chen Yonghuang sneered, and was about to continue when he suddenly felt the space trapped by the star map shaking non-stop.

Rumble!