Twin martial arts

The appearance of this token turned out to make the Shenfu of the Shishen Clan gloomy in an instant. In broad daylight, there were fierce ghosts crying, great demons devouring the celestial glow in the Shenfu, and mountain ghosts appeared. Jumped directly from the sky, grabbed those auspicious beasts such as cranes that were fleeing in panic, bit their necks, and drank blood.

This is the token that drives this bloodline killing array.

"No. 18! No. 18! My lord, please take action, please."

The ancestors of the Primordial God Clan were shedding blood and tears.

Up to now, he has more than three hundred top brothers who have fallen from the God Race!

These are the mainstays of the Beginning God Race, and they are the cornerstones to inherit and consolidate the glory of the Beginning God Race.

Tianxi smiled bitterly: "Thank you very much, paving my way to promotion with your life."

He looked at the blood-colored pattern token in his hand, and the brilliance in his eyes became even brighter, like two burning torches.

"Go!"

Tian Xi finally made a move, he punched the token into the void, and immediately the mountain charms, big demons, unjust souls, fierce ghosts, and the dark magic light that blocked the sky all roared Hearing, neighing sharply; chasing after the token.

The void rumbled, and the avenue trembled, and then the orange-red thunder fell from the sky!

The bloodline killing array, stripping the blood of the ancestors to form a ten-jue array, there is no birth door, no retreat, and the end is extremely vicious and ruthless.

It's too evil, so God forbids it!

At this time, those orange thunders and the trembling avenue all came to obliterate this large formation.

This is Tianwei, the timid will be directly frightened to kneel on the ground, trembling.

Even the brave would be frightened and could only show their mistakes under Tianwei.

But Tianxi, as the instigator of all this, when he saw the scourge descending and the bright yellow divine thunder slashing down on his head, his brows were raised upright, and he roared ferociously, "Collapse!"

He punched the sky, and a shining word "sky" flashed from between his eyebrows. Those divine thunders, those Taoisms, etc., disappeared in an instant, as if there was a flash between his eyebrows. The word 'heaven' that appeared could really endow him with great power to command the heavens.

But the ancestor of the beginning god clan who saw this scene smiled miserably.

Where is the acting patriarch here?

Even the Haotian token was conceived and raised between the eyebrows.

I'm afraid that Tianxi can really be called the patriarch, right?

Ambush in the circle.

Lin Fan roared loudly, shaking the sky.

He has killed all the enemies.

At this point in the battle, even if the Shi Shen Clan side is not afraid of death, the fear and trembling in their hearts can't help but they can't help but decide.

Even if there is death in the clan, but reason is telling them not to fight, or they will die.

Lin Fan was too powerful, creatures in the first and second realms of the gods were not even qualified to make a move in front of him, and a look that contained as vast a soul as the starry sky could kill their souls.

But even for the powerhouses of the third and fourth realms of Linshen, at most it is just a matter of punching and kicking. As for the powerhouses of the fifth and sixth realms of Linshen above, it is only a matter of one blow.

It was stronger, at most it could sustain three swords, beheading these two 300 people, it turned out that only two of them forced Lin Fan to use four swords.

This is a god of war!

undefeated.

Invincible.

Want him to die?

Many Primordial God Race cultivators still held their swords and soldiers tightly in their hands, still surrounded Lin Fan and Yasha, but they didn't dare to step forward for a long time. Although they were staring at Lin Fan, they were full of panic.

"Woooo!"

At this moment, heaven and earth were weeping, a huge crack suddenly opened in the sky, and a bloody token was escorted by many ghosts and evil spirits!

As soon as the token appeared, all the members of the Primordial God Clan below felt that the true blood in their bodies was burning and boiling, and the blood symbols one by one jumped out of their bodies and gathered towards the token.

"So cruel!"

Lin Fan whispered.

The death of these two or three hundred top masters is enough to kill one or two six-level monsters.

But the people behind it actually feel that it is not safe, they still need the dead, and they have to forcibly suck the blood power of these living people, which is too vicious.

If they were drained of their ancestral blood, these people would really be crippled, and they would be disabled even if they didn't die.

In the Protoss.

The eyes of the ancestor of the Protoss race were red: "Is it not enough? Is it necessary? Is it necessary? Have you ever thought about what my Primordial Protoss would think?"

Tianxi frowned, and said, "You should know my current status, so don't worry about the gains and losses at this time. When I secure that position, I will compensate you, the God Race."

"compensate?"

The ancestor of the Protoss laughed, sad and lonely.

That is human life.

Most of them were taught by him alone.

That is love, that is righteousness, that is blood is thicker than water, how to make up for it?

Ambush in the circle.

"woohoo"

Ghostly, bloody.

Those blood symbols gathered together turned into a blood-colored Heavenly Spear, pointing down obliquely, and the sharp edge was facing Lin Fan's brow.

The distance between the two sides was at least 3000 meters, but Lin Fan's eyebrows split open immediately, and a bloody trace appeared.

"Yasha, listen carefully. This is a bloodline killing formation. I will resist this heavenly weapon later, and you need to walk three hundred steps straight to the scroll of the heavenly heart in the Xunwei position, cut it off, and then rush to the Qianwei position." 3000 meters, kill the big demon on the volume of questioning heart within three seconds, and finally return to this place, and chop off the scroll of infinity in the position of Kun, only in this way can we break the formation, otherwise you and I will die in this bloodline today In the killing array."

Lin Fan spoke hastily and seriously.

Not even a second of extra time

"You remember, there is only one chance, really only one."

Lin Fan glanced back at King Yaksha, then took a deep breath, and pointed the Shura Saber at the Tian Ge condensed from the powerful blood runes of the Primal Chaos God Clan.

"Go!"

With a loud shout, Lin Fan drew his saber and moved forward, aiming straight at Tian Ge.

Primordial Protoss of Chaos.

"Hehe, it's only now that I know what kind of big formation this is, and only now do I know where the real murderous intention lies, so I want to do it. Don't you think it's too late?"

Tianxi sneered, then lay on the recliner facing the mirror, drinking tea leisurely, and said, "You are just an ant after all, you can't escape my grasp."

"Who is he?"

The ancestor of the Protoss looked at Tianxi quietly.

The beginning gods suffered so many casualties.

He needs to know who is worthy of such a solemn and cruel shot by Tian Xi.

Moreover, the power of the ancestor level has not been used.

Who is this trying to deceive?

Tian Xi looked at the ancestor of the Primordial God Race indifferently, and said, "Believe me, you won't want to know. Sometimes the more you know, the worse it is."

The ancestor of the protoss laughed.

He didn't say anything, just stood there quietly.