The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

Huh!

In Zhao Zhicun's hand, there was already a sharp long sword in his hands, and then a sword pierced into Yan Chong's chest.

During this process, Yan Chong did not resist at all. It was not until Zhao Zhicun stripped the opponent's heart that the heart beat violently.

But at this time, even if Zhao Zhicun is at the end of the crossbow, it is impossible to let this heart escape. After a trace of energy penetrates into it, the heart turns into a fiery red spirit crystal.

At this point, the second-grade **** Huang Yanchong was dead, and there was no trace of spiritual wisdom on the hot spirit crystal, which made Zhao Zhicun a little dazed by the spirit crystal.

You must know that Zhao Zhi exists in these ninety-eight districts, and has been fighting with Yan Chong for many years. Because of the strength of the opponent, he has never had a big upper hand, and at most it is a tie.

Originally thought that he would have to die in the hands of this old opponent today, but he did not expect that a strong monster from the demon clan suddenly appeared, instantly reversed the situation, and let him kill Yan Chong himself.

However, Zhao Zhicun didn't have the idea of ​​taking this spiritual crystal as his own. It was already a surprise to be able to kill Yan Chong. If he was really uninterested and annoyed the monster clan powerhouse, it would be more than a loss.

boom!

At the same time Zhao Zhicun was feeling emotional, a loud noise already came from the western sky, attracting their eyes to that place. From this look, it was again inexplicable.

I saw the magical right hand of the monster clan powerhouse piercing into the back of the foreign spirit white-clothed powerhouse, and when it was able to be pulled out, there was a white spirit crystal.

It turned out that before she knew it, Huan Mei had already defeated the Wan Mo Lin foreign spirits in the middle stage of the third stage **** emperor, and finally dug out all of its spirit crystals, which naturally erased the spiritual wisdom on it.

"This……"

The successive changes caused the practitioners of both sides who had fought the battle to finally recollect with hindsight. This moment, the morale of both sides instantly reversed, and the desperate humans were all auras.

Like Zhao Zhicun, almost all of the human cultivators just now had a will to die. Actually, there were no complaints among them. They complained about Zhao Zhicun, the power holder, and the Lord of the War Spirit City for his "death fight".

But at this moment, all the grievances disappeared.

Such a powerful demon clan powerhouse helper killed two great alien high-end powerhouses with a powerful force, undoubtedly reversing the situation of the 98th district war.

Those immortal spirits of other ranks are also supported by the strength of high-end powerhouses. Now that the two powerhouses are dead, their spiritual pillars once collapsed, this may be the so-called defeat.

"Kill!"

A human cultivator in the semi-god realm was bloodstained. Hearing a roar, he directly slashed a Ninth-Rank Immortal Venerable Foreign Spirit in front of him, with an unparalleled momentum.

This loud voice seemed to arouse the bloodliness of all human cultivators, and all of a sudden, the morale of the alien spirit fell to the bottom, and there was no desire to fight.

Because the foreign spiritual practitioners know that even if they can kill a few more immortal humans, when the monster clan powerhouse of the third rank **** emperor vacates his hands, they may not even be able to hold on to a breath.

The more you feel this way, the more your morale drops, and in the end the situation becomes one-sided.

Especially when the two Spirit Race powerhouses of the first-rank **** emperor turned around and fled for their lives, the aura of the foreign spirit below instantly became vulnerable.

"Master Huanmei, this is your spirit crystal!"

Seeing that the monster clan powerhouse turned back with the white spirit crystal in his hand, Zhao Zhicun didn't dare to neglect, and he quickly offered the spirit crystal belonging to Yan Chong with both hands, the respect in his tone was also a bit richer than just now.

"Do you think this lady can see the spirit crystals of the second-tier **** emperor?"

After hearing this, Huanmei couldn't help but glared at Zhao Zhicun, so that the latter did not stretch out his hand or shrink his hand, and his face was quite embarrassed for a while, but there was a hint of joy in his heart.

The man in front of him was already a high-ranking third-rank **** emperor. After reacting, Zhao Zhicun knew that the other party really didn't like the spirit crystal of the second-rank **** emperor.

In this way, can he make a big deal?

"Keep it for yourself, if you let the guy Xingchen know that I am coveting these small bargains, how can I laugh at me!"

Seeing that Zhao Zhicun was embarrassed, Huanmei said a few words more difficultly, but when the former heard the word "star", his heart couldn't help but suddenly thought a lot.

Even if Zhao Zhicun is in the remote Ninety-Eighth District, even if he didn't participate in the melee in the 18th District, he is not unfamiliar with the name that has been in the warring spirit recently.

It has only been half a year since Xingchen came to Zhan Lingyuan, and he has done great things that many **** emperors can never do in a lifetime. For example, Zhao Zhicun in front of him knows that he is far incomparable with that one.

"Master Huanmei knows Master Xingchen?"

These thoughts flashed past in his mind, Zhao Zhicun couldn't help but ask, he really wanted to know if the Yaozu suddenly chose to help mankind, could it be because of that amazing human youth?

"It's not just acquaintance? If it weren't for him, how would my battle demon city do such a thankless thing?"

Hearing that Huanmei didn't know what she thought of, she couldn't help but flushed, and then she said with a stern face, so that Zhao Zhicun affirmed the thoughts in his heart, and secretly said that the great achievements of the stars this time may no longer be calculated.

As the powerhouse of the second-tier **** emperor, Zhao Zhi's status on the side of the original human beings in the war spirit can no longer be considered low, so he knows how difficult it is to unite the monster race to fight the foreign spirit.

Unexpectedly, it was the enchanting young man who had done something that even the city lord Nie Ying could not do before, and even shot the magical charm of the third grade **** emperor, it seems that the war monster city side has already come out of the nest.

As for the first sentence that Huan Mei said, Zhao Zhicun selectively ignored it. He didn't know that the scene of the monster in front of him dancing in War Demon City was emerging in his mind.

"I have something else, here you finish it yourself!"

Thinking of a certain place, Huan Mei sipped lightly, threw the ones out of her mind, and then whispered, her figure disappeared into the southern sky in a blink of an eye.

"It's saved now!"

The First Grade Divine Sovereign who had been following Zhao Zhicun was full of joy. He naturally understood what Huan Mei said that something was referring to, and that was definitely going to help other human areas.

"Master Xingchen, really a **** and man!"

Zhao Zhicun's thoughts drifted a bit far, he was really curious, how did that guy named Xingchen convince the Yaozu?

The eyes of the former strong monsters all grew to the forehead.

Because of the magical shot, the situation in the Ninety-Eighth District has turned around. If there is any accident in this way, then Zhao Zhicun can really find a piece of tofu and kill him.

It's just that such a change came too suddenly, and when all the dust settled, even Zhao Zhicun felt a little dreaming, let alone those low-level human cultivators of the Immortal Venerable rank.

After a rush, every human cultivator was bulging. You must know that not long ago, they were still trying their best to survive.

After Zhao Zhicun told everyone the reason for Huanmei's action, the reputation of the human youth named Xingchen in the entire 98th District War Spirit Plain was undoubtedly improved again.

…………

Zhanlingyuan, the sixty-third district!

"Hahaha, Yang Baisheng, accept your fate, the 63rd district of mankind is destined to be destroyed!"

A wild laughter that resounded through the sky came from the sky, making the human cultivators below feel like a concubine, because they knew that the words of the second-grade divine emperor alien spirit were not false.

Like the Ninety-Eight District, this 63rd District also had a powerful man from the Ten Thousand Demon Forest in ambush. Just now, Yang Baisheng, the man in power in this area, was directly injured and seriously injured.

Seeing that pillar-like figure turned upside down and flew out, and the blood poured down, the hearts of the human practitioners sank to the bottom.

"Master Yum... lost!"

The aura of the **** emperor is disordered, and his eyes are filled with despair. Yang Baisheng is already the strongest in the 63rd district. Even this one has lost. Is there any hope for the human side?

The Sixty-Three District also received the order from the Zhan Ling City City Lord’s Mansion, and it was also not retreating, but at this time, the result of the retreat was the entire army was wiped out.

"He is defeated. Doesn't it mean that you humans are also defeated. Isn't it okay to have a starting point?

However, just when the **** emperor of this grade was determined to live in secret, thinking of desperately to make the opponent hurt, a voice suddenly rang behind him, making him startled.

"who are you?"

Turning his head, this first-grade **** emperor powerhouse looked at the unfamiliar five-short man and the slightly wretched rat whiskers on his lips, he subconsciously asked, and he was fully on guard.

"Why are you so nervous? I'm here to help you!"

The five short guys naturally sensed the other party's alert, and immediately explained angrily, but when he said that, the human aura could not help but become stronger.

"Xingchen, do you know? He asked me to come!"

Seeing that the other party didn't believe it, Wuxu could only move out of Xingchen's name. When the name was uttered from his mouth, the first-grade **** emperor finally reduced his aura, but he was still doubtful.

"Fine, don't kill a few foreign spirits, it seems that you guys won't believe me!"

Seeing Wuxu was a little helpless, but he also knew that the humans in the 63rd area didn't know him, let alone what the stars were with him, so he could only prove it with actions.

Wuxu didn't care about Yang Baisheng who fell to the ground not far away. His gaze was raised for the first time, locking the white-clothed foreign spirit figure in the sky.

In his eyes, that person is enough to see.