Chapter 68: Dog! Pig!

The eleventh wormhole.

A figure with nine flywheels floating behind him slowly walked out.

He was wearing casual clothes, his long silver hair fluttering in the wind, and a strange silver mask with dog patterns covering the entire upper half of his face, completely covering his eyes without leaving a single gap.

"He's actually a blind man!"

Someone from the Hundred Clan stared at the figure and murmured.

The next moment, the other party seemed to have heard it and turned his head slightly to his position.

When he blinked and opened his eyes again, he was already in front of him. It was dark, and his soul seemed to fall into an endless abyss. He struggled desperately, but there was no response, as if he was going to sink there forever.

In the eyes of outsiders, he suddenly struggled desperately on the spot, as if he had fallen into a quagmire and suffered some great terror, with a look of horror on his face.

There were tribesmen around who wanted to help him, but before they could get close, they saw a flash of cold light, a silver flywheel passed through the sky, a touch of bright red exploded in the void, and this person closed his mouth forever.

"If you can't speak, it's better to shut up completely!"

The cold voice came out from the silver-haired man, which frightened countless people!

And the flywheel stained with a trace of blood suddenly rushed into the ocean, washed away its own filth, and flew back to where it belonged.

"At least a spiritual warrior above the sixth level of Nirvana!"

"What a terrifying strength!"

"It seems that the soul search of the Ice Scorpion and the Wolf Rider tribe was completed by him!" Feng Jia whispered behind the crowd.

"Good news, good news!"

"My grandfather has united the two tribes, and they can all cross the border and project in one stick of incense!"

"Feng Jia, it seems that your angel tribe's wish to get the biggest share will be in vain."

At this time, the Fallen Son of God suddenly brought him good news.

Feng Jia's face sank slightly, and he seemed a little unhappy.

I didn't expect that the other party would unite with other tribes so quickly. I thought that the angel tribe would be the only one to lead the way.

He said in a distracted manner: "My angel tribe's strong men will also arrive after an incense stick!"

"Great! In just one incense stick of time, we can turn the tables and become the masters again!"

"I must make this mysterious force pay the price for the dead compatriots of my tribe!"

The leaders of the hundreds of tribes finally felt relieved at the moment.

Little did they know!

Every word they said flowed into the ears of the silver-haired man. After listening to the other party's description, he was not moved at all, but a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"The fish is hooked!"

"It's still a few big fish..."

At the entrance of the twelfth wormhole, another strong man holding a giant axe walked out with a laugh.

"Hahaha!"

Everyone looked over and saw a burly man with a pig-patterned mask on his head. He held a blood-red axe in his hand. There were black spots on the scarlet axe blade, as if blood had dried on it.

"Little bastards of the alien race, your uncle Yushan is here...!"

The burly man Yushan looked at the few people left from the Hundred Races and looked at Zi Feng and others with a puzzled look!

"Where are the people? Didn't they say there were more than 2,000 people? There shouldn't be so few left from your clan!"

"At most, there are only 500 people!"

"You are killing them like pigs... like... like ants!"

The yellow-haired man holding a black stick whispered, "Sorry, Brother Pig, I accidentally lost control..."

Yushan was furious, "I lost control. Do you guys have any sympathy?"

The people of the Hundred Races cried when they heard the voice. Finally, someone was willing to speak for us.

It was so touching!

It was a pity that they were happy too early. Yushan's next words once again pushed them into the abyss!

"It's okay that Tong Yuan stole my head last time, but you guys are doing this too. What should I do?"

"How can I kill him!"

"Speak, Tong Yuan!"

The silver-haired flywheel man turned slightly and said softly: "Brother Pig, don't look at me, I just killed one!"

"I don't care, my blood axe hasn't drunk blood for a long time. If you can fail, then I will fail once!"

After Yushan said this, the muscles of his arm holding the blood axe squirmed, and huge energy was injected into the blood axe, and he suddenly chopped forward!

The huge axe light came out from the blood axe, as if it had the power to open the sky, and it rushed towards the crowd of hundreds of tribes with overwhelming force!

For a while.

The remaining people of the hundreds of tribes cursed inwardly, and at the same time, their hands were not idle, and they used all kinds of methods to form barriers.

But for this shocking axe light, it was as fragile as glass.

After only two seconds of delay, he broke through all the barriers and entered the crowd.

Blood spilled in the sky!

The alien race was in a mess. When the survivors stood up, they found that some tribes only had the leader left, and the largest tribe had only three people left.

Yushan looked at his masterpiece with great satisfaction.

"There are still 250 people left!"

"This number is good, very appropriate! Not bad!"

Everyone was ashamed. Good guy, you said that others were miserable, but you didn't show any mercy!

If it weren't for the adults who said that those who couldn't be killed, I'm afraid you would have killed them all!

At the same time, Feng Jiadu Shenzi and others in the Hundred Tribes were exhausted and in a mess. Although Yushan's main attack target was not them, they were still affected.

"This strong man has such terrifying strength!"

"Obviously, in terms of strength, he only has the strength of the Five Tribulations Nirvana, and he is only at the bottom among this group of people, but why is the attack so powerful!"

"I feel the suppression of the bloodline from him! He must have a lot of terrifying bloodline." A leader of the Hundred Tribes who was also tall said in a deep voice.

"I feel the same way," someone echoed.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Strong men have walked out of the twelve space wormholes, so the people behind them should also show up."

"My subordinates are all so terrifying. I wonder who the leader behind them is!"

"It shouldn't be possible to break through to that level!"

Feng flail's eyes were fixed on the largest blue vortex in the sky, with a solemn look on his face.

However, the Fallen Angel's face was full of confidence and he spoke with high spirits.

"No matter who the leader is behind them, as long as the strong men of our clan come, everything will be solved."

"It's the dragon who is coiling up for me, and it's the tiger who is lying on my back!"

"I hope so!"

"I don't know why, but I always have a bad feeling in my heart." Feng flail stroked his heart with a worried look on his face.

...

Over Shanhaiguan.

When the twelve people arrived.

They all turned around and looked into the icy blue vortex.

Everyone looked solemn and solemn, with respectful expressions on their faces, as if they were about to welcome someone important.

In the shocked eyes of countless people.

They lined up in a row and knelt down on one knee in the void. Their voices echoed throughout the nine heavens, like thunder!

"The Twelve Divine Generals of the Ice Emperor Palace!"

"Zi Shu Gui Miao!" "Ugly Cow Mo Yan!"

"Yinhu Mingyu!" "Maotu Yunli!"

"Chen Long Zifeng!" "Si Snake Nanji!"

"Wuma Hongluan!" "Weiyangfengyan!"

"Shen Monkey Dusk!" "You Chicken Ziyue!"

"Wugou Tongyuan!" "Haizhu Yushan!"

"Welcome the Ice Emperor!!!"

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At this moment, the whole world was shocked!

At this moment, everything turned pale!

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