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Such progress is shocking.

Lu Yu's gaze pierced the hall, and when he looked into the air, he found that the Human Race's Luck Golden Snake had reached 800 meters at this time.

Boiling endlessly in the air, surrounded by golden clouds.

As if to devour everything.

In this battle, the human race gained too much.

However, what follows must be extremely dangerous.

This is what Lu Yu can imagine.

Then, he didn't talk too much.

He stared at Bai Yan and the others.

"From today onwards, Empress Ji Yu will be in charge of the court.

Bai Yan and Xiao He assisted.

I am going to the expedition battlefield.

Anything will be decided after this battle is over!

Human race, enter a state of full-scale war! "

He is the voice, with a trace of dignity.

And after hearing the sound.

The eyes of the people below all showed a gleam of brilliance, and they did not dare to hesitate at this moment.

When even said respectfully.

"As ordered!"

Then, at this moment, he retreated.

And Lu Yu, after arranging everything, walked out of the hall.

After stepping on the dragon chariot, he flew straight to where Wei Qing was.

Today's Wei Qing has stepped into the mandrill territory.

At the beginning of the mopping up of the remaining patriarchs of the mandrill clan.

Now, Wei Qing couldn't help laughing when he thought of the mandrill clan's patriarch leading the coalition army.

When he came, the other party was majestic and majestic, with a look of fearlessness.

However, when the Wanren chariot was released, it was instantly swept into it, and before it could even scream, it died on the battlefield.

The other patriarchs behind him scattered into a group in an instant.

He led the army to chase and kill those patriarchs thoroughly, and they all died under the knife of the Wanren chariot.

Now, it is enough to devour people of all races step by step.

At the same time, above Lingyuan Mountain.

Outside the main hall where the White Emperor stood, he seemed extremely hesitant at this moment. He never imagined that the mandrill died, and was killed by the human race after only the first battle.

It's really unexpected.

Now, I actually don't know how to report to my master.

You know, Mandrill is the patriarch of Lingyuan, the most proud disciple.

After thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on his face.

In the end, he still had to bite the bullet and walked into the hall.

When seeing the ancestor Lingyuan, he said respectfully.

"Master, just got the news that Mandrill died on the battlefield, and all the registered disciples he led also died in battle.

Now, the human race is devouring the territories of all races! "

"boom!"

After hearing the sound, the table beside Lingyuan Patriarch shattered in an instant.

Then said lightly.

"I see!"

Then, it turned out to disappear directly in place.

Obviously, after knowing that his disciple had been killed, the ancestor of Lingyuan still couldn't bear it and wanted to do something.

It made Baihuang's scalp tingle, and he seemed to be able to imagine the end of the human race.

I couldn't help cursing Lu Yu in my heart.

Just when the ancestor Lingyuan disappeared.

In the northern part of Nanlibu Prefecture, there is a whole red palace.

There seemed to be flames swirling around, giving people a bright and domineering feeling.

At the beginning, Zhu Xin, who was rescued by Lu Yu, sat in a large hall, looking at the jade talisman in his hand boredly.

But at this moment, a majestic figure broke in.

It was her younger brother Zhu Feng.

Just after coming in, it was Tao.

"Sister, the people you sent to secretly observe the human race have heard news that the human race seems to have provoked Lingyuan Peak, and the ancestor Lingyuan is going to personally deal with the human race.

Let's fight for the Emperor! "

When the voice sounded, there was a hint of excitement.

Last time, although Lu Yu made him suffer, he saved Zhu Feng after all.

After returning to the clan and dissipating, he remembered that his sister had said that they owed the Emperor two lives.