Seeing no movement from Ye Wuque, that king-level Spirit Devourer was suddenly out of control, his huge body seemed to be dragged by an invisible big hand, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free at all!
In the end, this king-level spirit swallowing clan came to Ye Wuque's body and was imprisoned in the void!
"you……"
Only had time to make a sound of incomparable fright and anger, this king-level spirit swallowing clan tilted his head directly, with no breath, and was directly shocked to death by the power of the soul!
"Sure enough, there is no response anymore..."
Ye Wuque's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at the corpse of the King-level Spirit Devouring Clan close at hand.
Inside Yuanyang Ring, the ancient bronze mirror had no reaction.
call out!
His mind moved again, and the head of the Fierce King in the battlefield was immediately photographed and fell into Ye Wuque's hands, but the ancient bronze mirror in Yuanyang Ring also didn't react at all.
"Not even the head of the strongest king."
The power of the soul passed through Yuanyang Ring, and Ye Wuque clearly sensed that the ancient bronze mirror was lying in one place, with a faint light shining on it, still undergoing a certain transformation.
The facts were in front of him. After absorbing the six-sided crystal of the Spirit-Tour Emperor, the bronze ancient mirror seemed to have been saturated, as if he had eaten and drank enough, and was no longer interested in the Spirit-Tour Race.
"In this way, it's easy to save trouble."
Ye Wuque was quite satisfied with this result. As long as there were changes in the ancient bronze mirror, as for the Spirit Swallowing Clan, he did not care about it.
The earth-shaking screams of killing continued, and more were the desperate and painful screams of the Spirit Devouring Race!
All the soldiers of the Sixth Legion had already got red eyes, full of excitement and excitement, it was really exciting!
Time is passing by little by little.
I don't know how long has passed!
Puff! !
A sacred warrior slashed through the void and cut a spirit swallowing tribe into two pieces. The blood soared up and the corpse fell weakly.
When he cut the second knife, he cut a hole.
"En? What about the Spirit Swallowing Race? Why is there no more?"
This sacred warrior stood up slowly, the long knife was full of blood, and his body was also stained with blood, but at this moment, there was a blankness in his face and eyes.
The goddess warrior in this state appeared in every corner of the entire battle circle, and a goddess warrior stood up blankly and looked in all directions.
Pull the sword and look around at a loss!
Looking around, apart from the God Desolate Warriors, no Spirit Devouring Race was standing in the entire battle circle, only the endless Spirit Devouring Race corpses in the void!
"No, no more?"
A divine wilderness warrior muttered to himself, but then his blood-stained face slowly revealed an expression of excitement, excitement, and joy.
"We... won!"
"We are victorious!!!"
A goddess warrior suddenly roared, although hoarse and trembling, but with an unprecedented invigoration!
"All the Spirit Devourers are dead!"
"The 14 strongest kings are all dead!"
"Hahahaha! I won!"
"The entire army of the Spirit Devourer is annihilated!!"
"We won! We won!"
...
In the next moment, the excited shouts of the mountains and the tsunami resounded from everywhere, shaking the sky and the earth, becoming more and more fierce, as if to echo the entire void battlefield!
"Hahahahaha! Victory!"
General Piaoxue's laughter exploded like thunder, and the other four generals also opened their mouths and laughed!
The laughter continued to sound, and finally everyone in the six legions burst into laughter!
Even many gods and wild soldiers left tears of excitement!
"God bless the gods! God bless the gods! God bless the gods..."
At this moment, the seventh prince also knelt down and continued to speak excitedly toward the sky, as if thanking God!
Then the seventh prince stood up and rushed into the deepest part of the battle circle. Huang Lao followed closely, and the old face was also excited!
"Soldiers! We have won!"
"We can go home!!"
With the roar of the seventh prince, all the godly warriors ran toward the seventh prince, and the crowd was excited!
The five generals were also tearful at the moment.
Long time!
Passed on for a long time!
I don't know how long the unending hatred with the Spirit Swallowing Race has spread. The legacy from generation to generation, in the eyes of Shenhuang people, may have been passed down forever and ever.
But today!
From the supreme Spirit Devouring Emperor of the Spirit Devouring Clan to every soldier-level Spirit Devouring Clan, it was within this void battlefield that the entire army was wiped out!
The victory to end everything came so abruptly and smoothly.
Outside the battle circle, Ye Wuque looked at all the soldiers of the Sixth Legion who had hugged him together, with a faint smile on his face.
Although he was not a man from the Divine Desolate Dynasty, the Spirit Devouring Race, a race that devours the human race, was also his enemy, and he was naturally very happy now that he died.
"Hahahaha! Go!! After cleaning the battlefield, we will return to the war fortress, we will return to the capital, we will go home!!"
The Seventh Prince looked up to the sky and laughed!
"Come back home!!"
"We go home!!"
"Go home!"
All the godly warriors of the six major legions cleared up their hearts and began to clean the battlefield with excitement.
After half an hour.
Buzzing! !
The floating warships that had been parked were launched again, and began to shuttle through the void in an orderly manner, toward the direction of the war fortress.
The general control room is full of pride and laughter!
The five generals were sitting with the seventh prince and Ye Wuqueduan, drinking heavily!
Except for Ye Wuque's still calm complexion, the five generals and the seventh prince seemed to be crazy, singing and laughing, and even dancing.
That kind of excitement and excitement, obviously a few great generals who have experienced many battles, but they are as happy as a child!
Only Ye Wuque sat alone.
Pour and drink by yourself, it seems to be content.
However, looking at Ye Wuque's profile, watching him gently toast and drink softly, he was clearly close at hand, but it seemed to be separated from the joy and happiness beside him.
It seems that a kind of inexplicable loneliness lingers on him all the time, from nowhere, it seems that it will not stop until the end of the years and reincarnation.
One person, one pot of wine.
Only loneliness is accompanied, only loneliness is accompanied, as if destined in general.
