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The void trembled, a light flashed in Ye Fan's hand, and a ray of haze shot out from the Goddess Furnace, gorgeous and beautiful, fixed the purple gold hammer on the spot, and then rolled back.

He held it in his hand and rubbed it lightly, using the Goddess Stove to wipe off all the imprints of spiritual consciousness inside, and then observed carefully.

"Unfortunately, it is a broken piece, with serious trauma inside."

This weapon is not only poor in material, but also wears too much, overdrawing the last vitality, and the fire of the gods inside will be extinguished, otherwise it will not be suppressed at all, and it will be even more difficult to seize.

Yan Yixi said: "The collapse is severe enough, we can suppress it with the Goddess Furnace, otherwise we will really subdue the gods of unholy soldiers. But there are also shortcomings, so it will be damaged more seriously, and it won't be used a few times in the future."

"It's okay, it's better than not being able to use it at all," Ye Fan said.

The holy weapon is terrible, and it can only be used if it subdues the gods inside, otherwise it will backlash at any time and kill the holder.This is the reason why big forces are not afraid even if their handed down weapons are seized, because there is a great chance to take them back, and it is difficult to use them if they fall into the hands of the enemy.

"You little bastards, I'm a loser today!" Wang Chengtian saw that the holy soldier was about to change hands completely. Although it was incomplete, it was still a big loss for the family, and one could imagine the depression in his heart.

"Fuck you, you're still being stubborn now, I won't be able to cut you to death in a while!" Li Tian said, he took the goddess furnace, and swept a divine light on the spot.

Wang Chengtian flew upside down, his bones and tendons were ringing non-stop, the sea of ​​wheels shattered, the Taoist palace collapsed, and the Xiantai was bleeding. He was crippled on the spot and lost his cultivation.

"You..." Wang Chengtian was trembling all over, and all thoughts were lost. He practiced hard for a lifetime, but today it is completely over.

"What are you!" Li Tian slapped him backhand and knocked him to the ground.

"Don't kill us, agree to any conditions." The other people were almost scared out of their wits, kneeling on the ground, trembling all over.

"I have a lot of questions, and I want to ask you." Ye Fan smiled, and was about to invade Beiyuan. The more he knew about this family, the better.

"You bastards..." Wanchengtian was not only scolding several clansmen, but also Ye Fan and others. He wanted to continue to yell and curse loudly.

"boom!"

Ye Fan descended from the sky, stepped down, and buried half of his face into the dirt. He could no longer speak, and then kicked him into the distance like a dead dog.

Not long after, Ye Fan got a lot of valuable information from several people, and finally brought these people into the barbarian tribe and handed them over to continue to torture.

The people of the tribe hated them to the core, so naturally they would not have gentle means. They almost cut Wang Chengtian to pieces and whipped him hard with a big stick.

When Ye Fan left, he wiped away the traces of the battlefield. He didn't want to leave behind the breath of the ancient holy soldiers, because it is not appropriate to be exposed now.

Not long after, those who had built the teleportation array arrived from Phoenix City, but they were all disappointed, the battle had long since ended, and they hadn't seen anything.

"Woooo..." The horn blared, and the barbarian tribes were mobilizing troops, preparing to enter Beiyuan. Twice, people came to bloodbath their villages, which can be described as too deceitful.

Summon all masters, no matter those who live in groups in the mountains, those who practice alone in secret places, or those who retreat, all must appear.

This ancient ox horn represents war, and it will never be sounded unless it is a critical moment. Once it is sounded, there will be a world-shattering war, and the whole clan will fight, blood will flood the earth.

Ye Fan felt that it was time to attack Beiyuan, and many big forces focused their attention on Nanling, aiming at the layout, it was just right for them to jump out at this time, and the battle into Beiyuan was successful!

"Woooo..." The ancient bullhorn blew long and loudly, shaking the mountains and ravines, and resounding all over the ancient land.

"Ow..."

With a loud roar, Wanshan shook, and a huge blue dragon crossed the sky, casting a large shadow, boundless terror, and the breath emitted made Wanling tremble.

It has a pair of huge scale wings, each of which can cover a mountain, one can imagine how terrifying this sky overlord is.

This is a dragon species raised by the old patriarch of the previous generation with the blood of the Canglong in its body. Nine old people sit cross-legged on it. They are very old, but they are all wild. Great, all in one shape.

"These people..." Ye Fan was surprised. These old people are extremely terrifying. Each of them is about three thousand years old, and they are living fossils in the tribe.

"Roar……"

On the other side, a huge white tiger roared and galloped from the depths of the mountains. Every foot that landed could trample a cliff, possessing unparalleled terrifying destructive power.

This is another terrifying patron saint of the barbarians. He has lived for more than 500 years. He is as high as a mountain and has a monstrous aura.

On its back, there are more than 30 terrible old people, all of whom are over 2000 years old, and their hair is like messy grass. Holding a big stick, each one is fierce and scary.

"Roar……"

The roar continued, one after another of the wild beasts rushed, and there was a master sitting on each of them. This is a group of barbarian powerhouses with a slightly lower generation, and they are not qualified to sit on the two patron saints.

They are naked from the upper body, each with brass and iron bones, muscles like horned dragons, or sitting on gods, or sitting cross-legged on unicorns and lions, all of them look like ancient gods of war.

"So many masters, damn it, I wasn't so powerful when the Dao of Desire was at its peak!" Li Tian shrank his neck, feeling cold all over his body.

The ancient barbarian tribes were too mysterious and powerful. No wonder they dared to say that they were bullied by the immortal gods, and dared to kill the past and completely overthrow it.

"Some of these fierce men riding wild beasts are powerful, so many, so powerful!" Yan Yixi felt almost suffocated.

There was a loud roar, and the mountains and plains were full of figures, all of them rose into the air, old and young, all of them were extremely wild and sturdy, holding terrifying primitive ancient soldiers.This group of people didn't have mounts, but they all had scary mana. The point was that there were too many troops in the mountains and plains.

"Report..."

In the distant sky, someone rode a bird of prey and flew into the depths of the wild ridge like a bolt of lightning, and reported loudly, "Several forces left by the Wang family in Nanling have entered the barren ridge and are hunting for my people, threatening to Everyone in their village will be hunted down and killed wherever they flee, and they will be wiped clean with blood."

A barbarian old man stood up, standing on a cliff, with wild hair flying, and shouted: "The royal family of Beiyuan is too deceitful. This is the third time that our people have been bloodbathed. What do you think we should do?"

"Kill, go into Beiyuan and break through their family with the strongest combat power!"

"Counterattack, break through the royal family of Beiyuan, and let the anger of the Mangu War God burn all over Beiyuan!"

"They want to bloodbath our clansmen, so we will kill their clans, and let the so-called ancient families be removed from the world forever!"

Men and women veterans are all roaring, their fighting spirit is overwhelming!

All over the mountains and plains, there are figures everywhere, people shouting and roaring, and the crowd is excited, they all want to kill Beiyuan.

"Okay, just today, the masters of our clan gathered and marched into Beiyuan, killing them all alone, killing them!" The old patriarch on the cliff roared, and countless people below responded.

"Kill them to death, invade Beiyuan, and beat out their yolks!"

"Insulting our clan, bloodbathing our settlements, unbearable, leveling them!"

"Fuck them!"

The barbarian army, with banners and banners flying, was full of murderous intent, all of them were waving big sticks, everyone's blood was boiling, and they wanted to kill the generals immediately.

Chapter 767

"First destroy this group of bastards who dare to come to wash our clan with blood for the third time, take them to sacrifice flags, march into Beiyuan, and wipe out the royal family!" On the rocky cliff, the old patriarch of the barbarian clan shouted.

"Kill these executioners who destroyed my homeland, go and kill them!"

"Don't let anyone go, let these bastards come and go, and smash them all!"

The crowd was furious, and some people dared to go into the Mangu Mountains to find their whereabouts when they were about to set off. They chased and killed the people in the ancient villages, threatening to exterminate them. This was an insult and provocation to the barbarians.