Chapter 4048: Without the stars, you are nothing!

"kill!"
With a thunderstorm from the new lord of Yunling City, countless spirit races swarmed across the Zhanling River and slew towards Tartary Buckwheat City. They vowed to take back the majesty belonging to the spirit race in this shameful place.
A great battle began, all at once, and countless repairers perished because of the great battle.
The so-called soldiers against the soldiers against the generals, and the high-end powerhouses like War Thunder, blocked the third-rank emperor on the side of the spirit race, and the lower-level cultivators also had their own opponents.
boom!
Ye Qingtian blasted out with a punch, directly blasting a half-god spiritual clan to pieces, and also greatly relieved Wei Bei, who had just been overwhelmed by the spiritual clan cultivator.
"Much...Thank you!"
To be honest, Wei Bei, who had just arrived in the War Spirit Plains, had some conflicts with Ye Qingtian when he was in the Mission Hall of the Lord's Mansion in the War Spirit City, and there was also a rift between them.
However, Zhan Lei showed up and notified two happy events, and people threw Wei Bei on the front line of the War Spirit River, and let him grind through his nine deaths. That incident was deemed to have been revealed.
What Wei Bei hadn't thought about was that even if the other party stopped making trouble for him, he shouldn't wait to see him. He didn't expect to save his life at such a time.
Yes, it really saved his life!
Because Wei Bei had seen a first-class emperor, Gui Gui Chong Chong emerged from the side. If he had lost his mind just now, he might have to follow in the footsteps of the half-god spirit race.
"Kill the enemy, fight for... to live!"
Ye Qingtian didn't say much to Wei Bei, and after a word of exhortation, he locked his aura on the spirit race of the God Emperor.
Even if it was him, he had to fight for twelve points against spirit races of the same realm.
As for the words in Ye Qingtian's mouth, it was just an encouragement, and even he himself was not sure whether he could survive this battle, let alone these demigods.
This is a battle between races. After the start of the war, the area between Tartary Buckwheat City and Zhanlinghe has become a meat grinder, and the cultivators of both sides will fall at any time.
Fortunately, after this period of experience, Wei Bei has also been used to seeing a lot of blood, and he is no longer the big genius of the Wei family who only knows to show off in the human domain.
At the moment, Wei Bei gritted his teeth and rushed to kill again. Within a moment, his body was already stained red with blood, both his own and his enemies.
His brain was blank, he only knew how to kill, and the figure of his companions gradually became blurred, but the foreign spirits in front of him were killing more and more, and it seemed that the killing was extraordinary.
"Are you going to die?"
Wei Bei's eyes were blurred by blood, and he gradually felt that his strength was drained. He subconsciously waved the weapon in his hand and continued to kill, which had almost become an instinct for him.
boom!
Suddenly, a loud noise came down from the sky, making Dewei Monument seem to be much more sober.
But when he raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound, a heart sank instantly.
Because Wei Bei was shocked to see that the war thunder that he thought was the strongest of the original war spirit human race, and also the war spirit city lord, was directly hit by a terrifying force and flew out, hitting the tartary buckwheat. Above the quiet city wall.
"You...you are not the top of the third rank emperor!"
Zhan Lei, who finally leaned on the city wall to stabilize his breath, took a deep breath, and then shouted loudly, so that the fighting in many places became a little bit relaxed.
"Thunderstorm, how dare you break the rules of Zhan Lingyuan!"
The sharp shout from Zhan Lei's mouth immediately made many practitioners on both sides think.
But when they sensed the breath of thunderstorms, they could only sense the pulse of the peak of the third rank emperor.
"Zhan Lei, as far as I know, you were once an ironclad man. Why do you want to slander you if you can't fight it now?"
Thunderstorm sneered at the opposite War Spirit City Lord, the thunder light in the depths of his eyes flashed away, and he only had the breath of the peak of the third rank emperor, which made the cultivators of both sides doubtful.
"you……"
Zhan Lei was not good at words, and under the intention of the other party to hide, he didn't know how to argue.
But he knew clearly that the attack from the opponent just now was definitely not something that the third rank emperor peak could perform.
Even if the strength of Zhan Lei is worse than the original Nie Ying Tartary Buckwheat, it is not too far behind, and its Thunder attribute attack power is the main attacker at the beginning of the battle.
Even the thunderstorm is the same thunder-attribute alien spirit, but if you want to defeat the war thunder in such a short period of time, it is absolutely impossible for him to do it with the cultivation base of the top third-rank emperor.
With that blow just now, Zhan Lei felt the power that was definitely not the peak power of the third rank emperor.
This is the reason why he was blasted out of his internal injuries by surprise, but the other party did not admit it, making him a little angry.
Zhan Lei can be sure that the opponent absolutely hides strength, but he has no evidence.
All the spirits, including the strong people on the human side, are just foreign spirits at the top of the third-rank emperor.
"Zhan Lei, can you fight again? If not, don't even think about leaving today!"
Thunderstorm doesn't have so much time to talk nonsense with Zhan Lei. Hearing his next sentence, all the cultivators of the race have a gloomy face. Is it true that today's human race is going to be completely defeated?
"This is trouble!"
Seeing the thunderstorm's voice fell, and when he swept toward him again, Zhan Lei's heart sank fiercely, secretly saying that after all, he underestimated the shamelessness of these foreign spirits.
Are the rules of Zhan Lingyuan turned out to be such a fragile decoration?
boom!
After a few more moves, the thunderstorm hit Zhan Lei's body with another blow, blasting his figure into flight, and then knocking out a big hole on one side of the wall of Tartary Buckwheat City.
This time, all the human cultivators could sense the chaotic aura of Zhan Lei.
They knew that the City Lord of War Spirit City was seriously injured.
The war thunder that barely stood up from the top of the city, the strength of the thunder on his body was also wilting, at best he could only stand like this, staring at the thunderstorm on the opposite side, as if he wanted to burst out fire.
"Four-Rank Divine Emperor, definitely a Fourth-Rank Divine Emperor!"
Zhan Lei was sure that he was a spiritual master of the Fourth Grade God Emperor. If he had known this, he would have informed Nie that he had won. The opponent broke the rules first, not the human side.
"Zhan Lei, you must be very depressed, right?"
The thunderstorm hovered outside the west gate of Tartary Buckwheat City, staring condescendingly at the dying War Spirit City Lord, only feeling energetic.
He thought that the face of the spirit race that the buckwheat lost at the beginning was taken back by himself.
"Not to mention whether I am a fourth-ranked emperor, even if it is, it was your human race that broke the rules first. How did the nine-ranked emperor of the three three sects act in this tartary buckwheat city, you shouldn't forget? "
It seemed that he felt that the winning ticket was in his hands, and the thunderstorm suddenly spoke softly, but when he heard the words in his mouth, Zhan Lei's face flushed with anger, and he felt a gloomy air rush to his throat instantly, and he didn't vomit.
"Puff!"
Then all the cultivators on both sides saw the red face of the war thunder and spit out a mouthful of red blood.
Let them all be sluggish, is the lethality in the thunderstorm words secretly so great?
Zhan Lei was really aggrieved, because he couldn't refute it. Strictly speaking, it was human beings who broke the original rules of the war spirit.
The guys from the three big sects are damned.
Now Thunderstorm takes this as a matter of course, what he said is that he has learned how, even if the top three sects at that time dealt with Yunxiao, it was just a big joke within the human race.
"If the stars are here, in which round will you be here to show off your might?"
The Law Enforcement Hall of the City Lord’s Mansion, which also retreated to the west gate wall, had a serious opinion. At this moment, he said with a cold face. He has always been reluctant to say anything, but what he said often was quite the key.
However, the words Zhang Zhong said at this moment caused many spirit races to sneer. They naturally knew who the stars were, but maybe that guy is still far away in the bloodthirsty sea in the southern part of the spirit world, right?
Nowadays, the incidents of the bloodthirsty sea have spread to the human domain, and the spirit races of these war spirits are naturally well known.
That is indeed a stunning young human race, but what can you do with them if you are not in front of you?
"Xingchen? You still pray that he will survive first. As for the Zhan Lingyuan matter, he is destined to be out of control!"
The thunderstorm was also slightly startled at first, and then sneered all over his face, as if he felt that these human beings would only be slapped without the help of the stars and the demon clan. They were simply a group of chickens and dogs.
"haha, really?"
However, just as the thunderstorm fell and the multi-human cultivators were speechless, a light laugh suddenly came from the sky, causing all the cultivators of both sides to turn their eyes there for the first time.
"That... is that?"
From this look, the veteran war spirit primitive cultivators such as Zhan Lei Huang Cheng, all of them couldn't believe their eyes.
A strong God Emperor like them raised his hand and rubbed his eyes for fear that it was just an illusion.
I saw a young figure dressed in black, hovering above the sky there.
Even some war spirit original cultivators who have not seen the stars feel a little familiar.
Whoosh!
And the thunderstorm that had been very close to Tartary Buckwheat City before, when he saw the young figure, he swept away and instantly returned to the spirit race camp. It seemed that if there was something wrong, he would flee.
Because the thunderstorm had already faintly guessed what the sacred young man in black was.
To say that the most famous in the entire Liyuan Realm recently, I am afraid it is the name Yunxiao.
"Stars? Yunxiao?"
The thunderstorm that returned to the extreme distance finally made a vocal question, and his whole body hair was rooted up. After he heard the news during this period, it was a big monster who didn't blink.
Just kidding, even the three top powers in the spirit world have sent so many high-ranking emperors and they have not been able to kill them, let alone the fourth-rank emperor, he can still be able to get over any waves.
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