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Desolate people!

The atmosphere is dignified!

Because the appointed day has arrived.

But Yaoyue, Sanzu and others still haven't found a good way.

In the past few days, they had not slept a wink. The huge psychological pressure almost crushed everyone.

One wrong decision will put the entire Desolate tribe into doom.

So we must be cautious and cautious.

boom!

The cloud boat broke through the sky, breaking the tranquility, and everyone's hearts suddenly froze.

"coming!"

Everyone looked up and saw a cloud boat floating towards them.

Above Yunzhou is Shi Zhongyu, one of the supreme saint sons of the Stone Clan.

However, the face of this superb saint son was very ugly.

"Damn it, that loser Shi Ma, it took so long to bring him here! What a waste!"

Next to him, another elder said with a smile: "Young Master, don't worry, the leader of the Desolate Clan is imprisoned in the Tianjue Formation, and it is impossible to escape. Maybe Shi Ma was temporarily delayed by something!"

Shi Zhongyu said angrily: "Nothing is more important than mine. I'm so angry. When he comes back, I will settle the score with him and make him look good!"

Yun Zhou slowly landed on top of the Desolate Clan.

"The saint invites the moon. This supreme saint is here. Are you ready to get married?"

Shi Zhongyu said proudly.

Saintess Yingyue clenched her silver teeth and her body trembled.

She didn't know how to answer at all.

marry?

Then her life will be ruined.

not to marry?

Chief Huang might be in danger.

No matter which path you choose, it will cause irreversible regrets.

Shi Zhongyu didn't urge her, but looked at the troubled expression of Saint Yao Yue with interest.

This expression gave him an unusual sense of satisfaction.

He is very happy to have everything under control.

"Haha, the saint girl still looks a little shy when she gets married!"

Shi Zhongyu was even more proud. He raised his head with an arrogant look on his face.

Saintess Yaoyue's body trembled even more.

Finally, she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she felt peaceful.

"I'm sorry, I won't marry!"

Shi Zhongyu raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, this answer makes me a little surprised. Aren't you afraid of the death of the Huang clan?"

Saintess Yao Yue gritted her teeth and said: "Now that I am the acting leader of the Desolate Clan, I cannot let the entire Desolate Clan be destroyed in your hands! If my grandfather were here, he would definitely make such a choice!"

As she spoke, her voice became more and more firm.

At the end, it was like thunder and lightning, shaking the void and changing the color of the jade in the stone.

"Okay, that's right. Although our Desolate clan is in decline, we are not someone we can bully!"

The third ancestor of the Desolate Clan was the first to shout.

The rest of the clan members shouted loudly as if they had found a backbone.

"Saint, we will always support you!"

"Desolate people will never be slaves!"

"So what about the Tiandao Stone Clan, we, the Desolate Clan, cannot be enslaved by you!"

Gradually, the sound was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, getting louder and louder.

Shi Zhongyu's face became increasingly ugly.

He stood up slowly, his expression becoming extremely gloomy.

"Okay...well said, Holy Maiden Yaoyue! What you said is simply wonderful!"

"but……"

"No one can reject this supreme holy son, and you can't either..."

Shi Zhongyu's voice was like a demon from hell, so gloomy that it made people shiver.

I saw him slowly raising his hand.

With a whoop, countless strong men from the Stone Tribe emerged from the clouds.

"What, this is..."

Everyone in the Huang clan was instantly shocked.

Saintess Yaoyue looked even more ugly.

"Shi Zhongyu, you..."

Shi Zhongyu said with a ferocious smile: "Hmph, how could this Chaojue Saint Son be unprepared? Today you must agree even if you agree, and you must agree even if you don't agree, otherwise I will kill all the people of your Desolate Clan!"

Saintess Yaoyue's expression suddenly changed.

"you dare!"

Shi Zhongyu laughed wildly, "Why don't I dare, this supreme holy son? Kill him!"

With a killing sound, the strong man from the Stone Clan fired out countless streams of light, heading towards the Desolate Clan.

The third ancestor of the Desolate clan roared: "Defense!"

Boom boom boom!

The holy light was dazzling, and all the great formations of the Desolate tribe were activated.

The stream of light fell on the Desolate Clan's formation, and instantly the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The sun and moon lost all light, and ripples set off a terrifying storm in the void.

At this time, an elder of the Stone Clan emerged from the crowd, holding a strange ancient sword.

I saw mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars engraved on the ancient sword.

"That's... the Sword of All Things!"

The third ancestor of the Desolate clan trembled all over and screamed.

Saintess Yaoyue was also shocked.

"Isn't that my grandfather's sword?"

The Desolate Clan has two divine swords. One is the Supreme Divine Sword, which is also the Sword of Heaven among the desolate clans.

The other one is the sword of all things.

With one sword, all things are destroyed, and it is specially designed to restrain all defensive formations.

It is worn by the leader of the Huang clan and is also the symbol of the clan leader.

Originally, the people of the Desolate Clan still had some hope in their hearts, thinking that the leader of the Desolate Clan might not be in the hands of Shi Zhongyu.

Now that I see the sword of all things, there is no doubt about it.

"Destroy!"

The Stone Clan God Realm elder slashed out with a fierce sword.

The piercing sword light fell from the sky and struck the Desolate Clan's magic circle.

Click!

Amidst the shocking explosion, the Desolate Clan's protective formation was directly torn apart.

Shi Zhongyu showed a cruel smile.

"Kill me and leave no one behind except the saint Yaoyue!"

With an order, the powerful men of the Stone Clan descended like rain.

"Kill...kill..."

The strong men of the Desolate tribe rushed forward to fight.

The two sides fought together in an instant.

The killing begins at this moment.

Due to the appearance of the All-Things Sword, the disciples of the Desolate Tribe felt uneasy and could not exert their full strength at all.

However, the Stone Clan's morale was greatly boosted and they were rushing to kill each other.

With just one impact, hundreds of Desolate clan members fell into a pool of blood.

Seeing the children of the Desolate tribe fall, Saintess Yao Yue's heart bleeds.

"Beast...I'll fight you!"

To capture the thief first, capture the king. The saint invited the moon to rise from the sky and rush towards Shi Zhongyu.

The Sword of Heaven slashed out the strongest sword light in his life.

"Huh, what a small skill, you don't know what you can do!"

Shi Zhongyu waved his sleeves, and the Great Samsara Fist was blasted out.

clang!

Gold and iron clashed, and sparks shot out.

Saintess Yao Yue groaned, the sword light collapsed, she stepped back dozens of steps, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Shi Zhongyu looked arrogant and domineering.

"Only my supreme saint, Shi Zhongyu, is qualified to wear this sword. You... are only qualified to be my body to vent my anger! Kneel down!"

With each step he made, his momentum became several times more powerful.

Saintess Yao Yue was so suppressed that she was trembling all over, and she could no longer even hold the Sword of Heaven.

On the other side, the Desolate tribe was defeated.

They were all killed by the Stone Clan.

The third ancestor of the Desolate Tribe was in disarray. He was besieged by four Stone Tribe elders of the same level. No matter how brave he was, he could not break through the siege.

In anger and unwillingness, the Third Patriarch roared.

"The Desolate tribe...will never be slaves! Burn with soul power and return with the enemy!"

In the middle of the heart-rending roar, his body burned with flames.

That is the flame of life.

The stone clan elder's expression changed slightly.

"Oh, are you trying your best to burn your soul power? It's a pity that it's useless!"

The four elders stepped up their attacks, and even though the third ancestor's strength increased, he was beaten until he vomited blood.