boom! ! !

Qin Yichen spit out blood and flew upside down, and the world shuddered!

"No! You have to rely on the Heavenly War Drum to come back!"

Qin Yichen gritted his teeth. However, Bian Tie and She Bi Zhe didn't know this. The sky was filled with poisonous fog and the world was sealed. The latter shouted even colder: "Are you afraid of being beaten? NS!"

The disciples of the Moon Yin God King's killing intent was high, and they were also extraordinary powerhouses. Each moonlight was cold and cold, although they were preparing for a sneak attack.

Looking at the poisonous mist that enveloped the world, Qin Yichen found that Shebi's corpse was also coughing constantly, as if poisonous blood was surging.

However, feeling Qin Yichen's gaze, Shebi Zhe glared fiercely. If you don't kill all these evildoers, the Heavenly Dao will not be able to stop the punishment!

"Lao Tzu's knife is about to break!" After the blood infant ancestor raised his head to dry a bottle of divine blood, he smashed the jade bottle with one hand, looking proud, in fact, the emperor's palm holding the knife was trembling, extravagant than a corpse. The poisonous blood cannot be turned into his help, and the demon bone of King Kong is almost fast

Shattered his butcher knife!

Up to now, Qin Yichen was all injured, and the poisonous fog in the sky imprisoned all directions. Among them, the poisonous python swims like a secluded pool, killing everything.

"It must be beaten again!"

Qin Yichen gritted his teeth, and there were only four remaining spirits of the ancestors. Beating the drum once was equivalent to letting a spirit dissipate between the heavens and the earth, and he would never sacrifice his ancestors!

However, Qin Yichen thought so in his heart, but the power of iron is extremely terrifying, and at this moment, he heard a thunder and thunder.

boom! ! !

After the drums of war, the sky and the earth are torn apart!

The monstrous poisonous mist that was raised by the corpse of Shebi was almost pierced by a bold wave sweeping through it with naked eyes.

The Battle Drum of Tianwei is to bless the fighting spirit of Qin Yichen's group, so that their fighting spirit will be immortal, but they will not be slammed by the battle drum like Shebi corpse.

But this drum of war sounded, and Qin Yichen's blade-like eyes trembled even more.

"Do not"

Brother Star Gazer has warned again and again not to beat the drums of war again!

A war drum represents the death of the remnant spirit of an ancestor!

Remnant spirits are just remnant spirits. If you bring them back for warmth, you may be able to survive, but if the glowing light turns into drumsticks and falls, there will be nothing left, and it will be completely scattered in the world!

Qin Yichen couldn't understand why these ancestors were not obedient? They haven't lost yet, and they don't need help from their ancestors.

There were only three light regiments left in the glowing light lingering around the war drums. They were dancing quietly and speechlessly, but they made Qin Yichen faintly remember that these ancestors, it seemed, were not at all commandable by him!

They are not ordinary people, they have experienced it, they have experienced it a long time ago, and they are not afraid of death, and why are they afraid of being scattered?

Perhaps after being taken back by Bai Guanxing, their remnant spirits can still linger, and even reconsolidate their bodies and live a lifetime.

But if you can do it, why pour blood here and keep your life here?

This war drum shook the Iron Demon's pupils wide, even he couldn't think of it. He hadn't completely crushed the thief's knife under his feet. These few remnant spirits actually beat the war drum again!

Those few remnant spirits were dancing, and it seemed that they would never choose to sacrifice until only themselves were sacrificed.

What was even more unexpected to Qin Yichen was that Hua Daorou's eyes were red and swollen at that moment, clenching his dragon teeth, turning into a white dragon, tearing up a bunch of poisonous snakes, and flying poisonous fog to the side of the drum.

The dragon girl of the Huaxu clan was angry. She even said that in this battle, she is more qualified than Qin Yichen to make the sun and the moon change the sky!

Hua Daorou is running divine power, the poisonous mist just now made her dragon scales purulent, the original beautiful figure is skin rotted, it is horrible, but she is holding up her own divine sword.

"I am... the daughter of Haotian God, so is Hua Dao Rou!!!"

Hua Daorou uses the Huaxu family as her surname. Since she was born, she has actually been cultivated by the Huaxu family. This makes her more inclined to the Huaxu family. Even her father is extremely unfamiliar and has never been seen before. .

But today, Hua Dao Rou is proud of the other half of the blood flowing in his bones! She held the divine sword high, how much she hoped that she would be like the sword of light that surpassed Jiu Tian, beheading the divine king and shaking the crowd!

boom! ! !

Using Jianfeng as the drumstick, it crashed down, attracting nine heavens to appear!

Hua Dao's soft and pretty face was pale, it was a war dance of a descendant of a true dragon singing for the race, and it was also a daughter's tribute to his father!

boom! ! !

Qin Yichen understood the moment when Hua Dao Juu revealed who his father was.

"kill!!!"

One moment, that moment!

The demon commander who was trembling with the might of the sky shattered the majestic Black Mountain demon power, and at that instant, it was slashed with a single knife, and the Black Mountain was bleeding! Daoguang cut the demon handsome!

The ancestor of the blood infant was also slashed with a single knife, and the small mouth that was originally a child split his cheeks in an instant, turning into a **** Shura, constantly swallowing the blood of the cracked iron demon's body!

"Happy, happy!!!"

The **** ancestor looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. In fact, the iron-sucking demon blood was also extremely extraordinary. Drinking into the throat, it was as powerful and terrifying as a series of imperial soldiers refining into hot golden water, no more tolerable than the poisonous blood of the extravagant corpse.

But the ancestor of the **** infant was cruel enough, and saw his teeth cracking, and the blood he drank in, how can there be any reason to vomit it out?

"Happy! I've even drunk the blood of the demon commander! That's enough!"

The **** ancestor was murderous, he had said long ago, following Bai Guanxing, together with this ignorant Feng Xiaozi, inexplicably happy, this is the life he wants.

Perhaps today's Bai Guanxing is not as fierce as Tian Wudi, and it is frightening, but when following Tian Wudi, he has never drunk the blood of the demon commander!

"Small offal..."

There were two blood stains on the chest of the stalwart demon's body, and the muscles squirmed as it roared.

She also had a cold expression on her face, and there was another wisp of dark, poisonous blood flowing down her cheeks. It was cut out by Bai Guanxing holding the Bihai Emperor weapon. It was so powerful that it was even more terrifying than Qin Yichen's sword light. Dao scars cannot be healed at all!

Qin Yichen's face was indifferent, and the mighty drums behind them, this battle, don't run away! Because the time to fight back has arrived!

However, when Hua Daorou was beating the drum, her face was pale, and her delicate body couldn't help leaning forward, almost limp to the ground.

You must know that the generals who fight in the common world are all burly and powerful people who are shocking the sky. This is also the case with the mighty drums. Just one beat, it seems that Hua Daorou's whole body is drained.

But this Haotian daughter bit her lip tightly, supporting the drum and raising the divine sword again. "war!!!"