Just after birth, the abandoned counterattack system came

At the entrance to the ruins of all races.

The atmosphere here is quiet and full of tension, as if a thrilling storm may burst out at any time.

A group of saints floated in the air, their figures descended like gods, and seemed to have an indescribable and wonderful connection with the heaven and earth.

Now, the bet has been confirmed.

Ao Ye Wusheng and Blood-Eyed Wusheng were blushed, with confidence and complacent on their faces.

Their faces seemed to be shining by the light of victory, and each expression revealed a certainty of winning.

It seemed as if victory was firmly in their hands, and that arrogant look was like a general on the battlefield had foreseeed his brilliant victory on the eve of the decisive battle.

In their opinion, there is no possibility of failure in this contest.

They firmly believe that this operation will surely kill the human race and cause them to suffer heavy casualties.

This will undoubtedly be a heavy and huge blow to the human race.

It may even change the fate of the entire human race and affect the pattern of the entire world of all races.

Therefore, Ao Ye Wusheng was in a very good mood at this moment. The pleasure was like the warm sunshine in spring, soft and full of vitality, which made people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

He felt happy in his heart, as if he had tasted the sweet fruit of victory, and the taste continued to spread in his heart, filling every cell of his heart with joy.

If it weren't for the majestic and solemn image of the powerful Martial Saint, he would have been unable to contain his inner joy and hummed a cheerful little song.

For example, "Today, the flax is really falling................"

At this moment, a very subtle movement suddenly appeared at the entrance of the originally silent ruins of all races.

The slightest wave was like the ripples that appeared on the calm lake.

Although it is extremely weak, it instantly attracted the attention of all the saints.

Their eyes instantly became sharp and focused, as if the falcon had discovered the prey in the distance.

The saints immediately realized that someone was about to come out of the ruins.

"Haha, I didn't expect it to be cleared so soon. I thought the human race could last longer!"

Ao Ye Wusheng grinned, with a smug smile on his face.

The smile was full of ridicule and contempt, as if the human race was already a vulnerable existence in his eyes.

His eyes were full of provocation, and he looked straight at the Tai Chi Martial Saint, as if he was declaring to the other party that his victory was coming, and his posture seemed to be a proud king looking down at his subjects.

The Blood-Eyed Martial Saint, the Wuxin Martial Saint and the Gold and Silver Thunder Martial Saint also looked like they were watching the show.

Their eyes were flashing with anticipation and excitement, as if waiting for a wonderful performance, a grand drama that could satisfy them.

"Tai Chi Martial Saint, aren't you nervous?"

At this time, Ao Ye Wusheng seemed to have transformed into a curious war reporter. His eyes were filled with the light of inquiry, and he interviewed Tai Chi Wusheng with curiosity.

Tai Chi Martial Saint is old and shrewd. He has experienced countless winds and rains and challenges. The years have left traces of vicissitudes on his face, but it has also given him endless wisdom and calmness.

He had already developed a calm mentality of Mount Tai collapsed before his face, as if nothing in the world could shake his inner peace.

He looked as plain as water and said slowly, "Why are you nervous? I guess your dragon clan was killed and escaped."

“Hahahahahaha……………………”

Upon hearing this, Ao Ye Wusheng seemed to have heard the ridiculous joke in the world and burst into laughter.

The laughter echoed in the air, full of arrogance and disdain.

What Tai Chi Martial Saint said is so ridiculous.

It was actually said that their powerful dragon clan would be killed by the human clan and escaped.

Are you laughing at this...

However, Ao Ye Wusheng's laughter came to an abrupt end like a string that was suddenly cut off.

His expression froze instantly, as if he had been cast by a man in a fixed curse and could no longer laugh.

Because, he saw that what came out of the ruins was really a dragon clan.

Ao Ye Wusheng's face changed drastically, and his astonishment seemed to see the arrival of the end of the world.

He never expected that the Dragon Clan would be the first race to emerge from the ruins.

More importantly, one came out.

Moreover, this man looked weak and embarrassed, as if he had experienced an extremely tragic battle.

That look makes people feel pity and doubtful.

this..................

One, two, three…... Then, it's gone? ? ?

Seeing this scene, all the saints frowned, and their hearts were filled with doubts and worries.

I wondered in my heart what happened in the remains?

Why only three come out?

Moreover, there is one of the Dragon Clan, the Snake Clan and the Faceless Clan.

"Ao Guang, where are the others?"

Ao Yewu Sheng's face was as gloomy as the sky covered with dark clouds.

The sound was like a thunder blew in the air, making people shudder.

When Ao Guang Shengsun heard this, his face turned pale as paper, his eyes were red, his body trembled slightly, his voice was sad and trembling, and he slowly said, "Mr. Ao Ye, he is dead, all dead."

"Everything except me is dead."

"What?"

Ao Ye Wusheng seemed to be struck by a divine thunder. His body shook violently and his face suddenly changed.

The once confident face instantly became pale and powerless, and the shocked expression frozen on the face.

This "joke" is not funny at all at this time.

"Ao Guang, tell me clearly what happened? Why are they all dead?"

Ao Ye Wusheng questioned sternly, his voice exploded in the air like thunder, full of majesty and oppression.

At the same time, the Silver Thunder Martial Saint of the Snake Clan also questioned, "Jin Yan, what happened? Why are they all dead?"

The Wuxin Martial Saint of the Faceless Clan was also questioning, "Wufeng, what happened? Why are they all dead?"

Saint Sun Ao Guang, Saint Sun Wufeng and Saint Sun Jinyan all raised their heads.

Their eyes were filled with fear and anger, and they looked at the Blood-Eyed Martial Saint together.

"It's a blood clan, it's all a blood clan."

"It's the Blood Hand Saint Grandson of the Blood Clan. I don't know what he used, which has increased his combat power to an extremely terrifying level."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

The Blood Hand Saint of the Blood Clan killed only three people in the ruins?

The news is incredible.

Everyone turned their eyes to the Blood-Eyed Martial Saint, waiting for his explanation.

The Blood-Eyed Martial Saint felt the darkness in front of him, as if a huge black pot fell from the sky and hit him heavily.