The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

"Retreat!"

A loud voice with unparalleled aura suddenly spread from the dark eastern sky, so that the cultivators on both sides of the entire Eighteenth Zone of the War Spirit could hear clearly.

However, the faces of the cultivators on the two sides were different, and a touch of sarcasm appeared on the faces of the supernatural powers, while the hearts of many human cultivators were greatly relieved.

"Finally withdraw?"

Gu Yan, the leader of the 19th district, who was being forced to fight back by a second-ranking **** emperor, almost subconsciously retreated hundreds of feet, in fact, he didn't want to fight.

Except for the few in the City Lord's Mansion, it can be said that Gu Yan is the only other district cultivator who knows Yun Xiao's true identity. He has been waiting for Lieyang Palace to send someone over to clean up Yun Xiao.

However, after this battle, Gu Yan himself almost lost his life. How could he be in the mood to think about other things, only now that he retreated to a safe zone, did he remember the humiliation in the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion again.

Aside from Gu Yan and other cultivators who had hatred with Yunxiao, in fact, after this tragic battle was fought, the powerhouses of the gods in various districts all complained about the human youth named Xingchen.

Because of the actions of the stars to save people, all the powerhouses of the entire Zhan Lingyuan gathered here, and the final battle situation was so tragic that it was simply unprecedented.

Originally this was only the matter of the Eighteenth District itself, but now it involves the entire war spirit primitive human area. It is absolutely impossible to say that there is no complaint.

Regardless of the powerhouses above the **** emperor rank, the real meat grinder is the battle at the level of the gods. In this battle, the death of both sides is almost impossible to count.

This was already the most tragic melee in recent decades, and it was all caused by the 18th district, or the young man named Xingchen.

Fortunately, Lord City Lord didn't lose his mind, he smashed his last family and ordered a retreat when the human side was about to collapse, so that all human cultivators were subconsciously retreating and hiding.

It seems that Nie Ying was in the sky and had already noticed the situation of this war, so he chose to retreat at this delicate moment to avoid greater losses on the human side.

This is the method that can preserve the vitality to the greatest extent, Zhan Lingyuan must still be guarded, if he fights out in this war, then he will be the end of the war spirit city lord.

"This old guy!"

The faint white belly that appeared in the east made the tartary buckwheat vaguely see the humans who were retreating rapidly, but there was a glimmer of light in his eyes at this moment.

"Chasing!"

When a loud shout came from the mouth of the tartary buckwheat, which also contained the pulse of the third-ranking **** emperor's peak, many spiritual experts seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, screaming and rushing towards the human side.

At this moment, the morale of the human side was extremely low, and the battle situation that was originally at a disadvantage turned into a one-sided massacre in the next moment.

Almost hundreds of immortal masters died in this rush, and even a few first-rank **** emperors and a second-rank **** emperor were relieved by the foreign spirits who seized the opportunity to kill them with one blow.

Seeing this scene, Nie Ying was also very helpless. He had known that it would be such a result. The moment he issued the retreat order, the foreign spirits would definitely not let this opportunity pass.

Fortunately, after the first charge, which caused heavy casualties on the human side, this side soon established a foothold under the constraints of the second-grade **** emperor in each district, and began to retreat unsteadily.

"Kill!"

The foreign spirits are competing for the first place. This is a low-handed battle exploit. If you can take this opportunity to rush and kill more, you may be able to cut off the heads of a few more human experts.

The morale of the human side has dropped to the extreme, and they have no intention of fighting. Seeing the tragic deaths of their companions behind them, many human cultivators have their eyes wide open, and they can't wait to turn their heads and die with those nasty spirits.

"Don't look back!"

Nie Ying seemed to know the psychology of these human cultivators a long time ago, so he shouted again, as for those human cultivators who did not retreat in time, then they could only let them fend for themselves.

"Should you take this opportunity to wipe out the human race?"

Tartary Buckwheat was also observing the one-sided battle below, and then glanced at Nie Ying on the opposite side with a faintly flickering look. For a while, his heart was a little tangled.

After all, this time the great melee in the 18th district is about to end with the great victory of the Spirit Race. If you take this opportunity to wipe out the human race's vitality, the future situation will undoubtedly be better controlled.

It's just that when Tartary Buckwheat watched the humans below retreat in an orderly manner, he was a little undecided. The old guy Nie Ying has always been cunning. Could there be some conspiracy waiting for him?

In fact, it's already this time. Where else could Nie Ying have any conspiracy, but Tartary Buckwheat has always been cautious, otherwise he would not be able to get where he is today, and he did not make a decision for a while.

But this time is undoubtedly the highlight moment of the foreign spirit. The human side has no idea of ​​resisting, and only wants to get out of the dangerous place, even the companions who are blocked by the foreign spirit behind him can't control it at all.

"dead!"

A supernatural spirit powerhouse of the first-rank **** emperor had a smirk on his face, and then the palm that suddenly turned into a wooden thorn pierced accurately towards a first-rank **** emperor human in front.

This first-class **** emperor's human was called Lu Qi, and he was a strong man in the sixth zone of the original war spirit. His original boss Xiao Gui had already died in the hands of a second-rank **** emperor's superpower.

Speaking of which, Lu Qi has always criticized the star in the eighteenth district, thinking that all these are brought about by the stars. If it weren't for that kid who loves the limelight, how could it be in the most tragic battle situation now?

It's just that all of this may disappear because of this strange spiritual wood thorn. Lu Qi is not afraid of death, but he died like this without killing a first-grade **** emperor. He couldn't be reconciled anyway.

It's a pity that Lu Qi is already at the end of the crossbow. At this moment, because of the retreat, he was seized by the high-ranking foreign spirit of the first-rank **** emperor. He, who was only in the middle of the first-rank **** emperor, could not avoid this deadly wood thorn attack.

Huh!

However, just when Lu Qi was desperate and felt that he was about to die in the next moment, a soft noise suddenly came, but he did not feel the slightest pain.

"what?"

After Lu Qi raised his head, he suddenly saw the strange spirit behind him stiff, and the next moment, a black light suddenly pierced through the strange spirit's heart, shining a shining light.

Lu Qi could see clearly that the crystal-clear thing was precisely the spiritual crystal of the wood-attributed foreign spirit in front of him, and was condensed by its essence.

But he couldn't understand why, at such a juncture, even the spirit crystal was ejected from this guy?

"This...this is?"

Nie Ying of Eastern Skyrim has always watched and listened to all directions. Although he didn't have the slightest action to save people, he could sense the situation faced by every **** emperor.

Although Lu Qi is only a middle-level cultivator of the first-rank **** emperor, he is no longer considered weak in the entire war spirit. In addition, when Xiao Gui blew himself to death a second-rank **** emperor when he was dying, Nie Ying was against the blood of the sixth district. The person is still very respectful.

It can be said that Lu Qi is already the only God Emperor powerhouse in the six districts. If even he is dead, the leadership of the six districts will have to face a major reshuffle, which is also an extremely headache.

Nie Ying, who was pinned down by the tartary buckwheat, knew that he had absolutely no chance to save people, but he did not expect that at this critical moment, a black light sword shadow, like a flying fairy from the sky, would actually save Lu Qi's life.

"It looks like a wooden sword?"

In the next moment, Nie Ying could finally see clearly that the black light that lifted out the first-grade Divine Emperor Foreign Spirit Spirit Crystal was an inconspicuous wooden sword that made his mind move.

boom!

At this moment, Nie Ying suddenly raised his head and turned his gaze to the western sky, because there was a sudden burst of extremely powerful energy fluctuations in the remote place, and he even had some faintness regarding this fluctuation. Familiar with.

boom! boom! boom!

When Nie Ying had just a strange thought in his mind, several equally majestic auras came from that direction in an instant, and this time, he was no longer doubtful that those auras would not be unfamiliar to him.

"It's the stars and Zhan Lei!"

Nie Ying, who sensed those momentums, couldn't help being surprised and happy. Even if he was not sure about something now, at least the few who went to save people seemed to have returned alive.

"what?"

When Nie Ying's mind was turning, the tartary buckwheat, who was also the pinnacle of the third-class **** emperor, would naturally not turn a blind eye. Seeing a touch of surprise appeared on his face, it seemed that he couldn't understand it.

Almost at the same time that Nie Ying and Tartary Buckwheat turned their heads, a long howling sound suddenly spread from the western sky. This time, whether it is the emperor strong or the immortal cultivator, they all heard this domineering long Howl.

The long howling sounded from far to near, and when the master of the howling sounded revealed his figure, the eyes of almost all the cultivators on both sides were projected on the black figure.

Suddenly, the entire battlefield of the original eighteenth zone of the War Spirit became silent, because whether they had seen the black-clothed youth or not, his appearance would not be a bit strange.

It can even be said that the entire chaos in the original 18th district of the War Spirit was provoked by the black-clothed youth. If there weren't for that big victory in the battle, how could there be those things that happened later?

The appearance of the black-clothed human youth not only spread throughout the entire war spirit original human side, but also on the side of the alien spirit, at least no one has heard that name yet.

It's just that none of the cultivators on both sides thought that at the critical moment when this kind of war was about to end, the guy who could be said to be the key figure of the original war spirit suddenly appeared, and that kind of aura almost overwhelmed everything.