Chapter 3332: Everyone has to die

The fierce battle is coming to an end.
The elders and guardians of the nightmare clan were severely injured one after another, and the clansmen suffered heavy casualties. Even if their personal strength is strong, they cannot withstand the repeated bombings of the Dragon Soul Rakshasa.
In addition to the Demon Nightmare and the Demon Emperor, there are only dozens of clansmen left, which is terrible.
The Blazing Heaven Temple was not much better either, the two elders Ying Gaohan and Ji Zifeng fell one after another and had lost their combat effectiveness, and many ancient immortal experts were slaughtered.
There are now less than twenty strong people left in the Blazing Heaven Temple, and they are all seriously injured, which can be described as a complete defeat.
The Temple of Eternity is even more miserable, with fewer than ten people alive.
Tang Chenxin was also in danger of being beheaded by Chu Shitian.
"Old stuff, you seem to be very scared." Chu Shitian sneered jokingly, and the Ninth Stage Ancient Immortal Sword had been placed on the neck of the seriously injured Tang Chenxin.
Cut down with a sword, Tang Chen's heart will undoubtedly die.
"The ancestor of the nightmare, please quickly ask the ancient Xuan Yu to help!" Tang Chen yelled in panic. He only knew what fear was when he was facing death.
"The ancestor of the nightmare, please ask the ancient Xuan Yu to help! Otherwise, we will all die." The evil emperor also yelled quickly, panicking at this moment.
Undoubtedly, only the ancient Xuan Yu can save them at this moment.
The ancient gods are strong, even if the dragon soul is assisted by the wind and dust, it will never be able to compete with the ancient gods.
"..." The ancestor of Nightmare had an extremely gloomy face and did not speak.
With the help of the ancient Xuan Yu and the titled ancient Xuan Hao, the nightmare clan has today's powerful strength, but now it is completely crushed by the dragon soul, with heavy casualties.
How can the ancestor of the nightmare face the ancient Xuan Yu and the titled ancient Xuan Hao?
"Isn't it arrogant and arrogant before? How come to the Nightmare Clan for help now?" Leng Ren sneered disdainfully.
"The one who killed my dragon soul, no one can save you." Yan Husen said coldly.
The sky demon said fiercely: "All the enemies of the dragon soul must die! If you dare to attack our dragon soul, death is waiting for you!"
"Don't be too happy for you. Frankly speaking, even if the ancient Xuan Yu comes, it may not be able to save you!" Chu Shitian sneered jokingly, without any worry.
The title of Ancient God of Fighting Soul is definitely not a display!
"Is it the ancient Xuan Yu?" Feng Wuchen's cold voice suddenly sounded, and his figure appeared in the void immediately.
When Feng Wuchen appeared, everyone's eyes swept over.
The ancestor of Nightmare stared at Feng Wuchen with fierce and murderous eyes.
It was the man in front of him who was not strong, but caused heavy casualties to the three major forces!
"Is the Lord of the Dragon Soul not weak?" The Demon Sovereign frowned slightly, which was completely different from what he expected.
"Patriarch of the Demon Emperor, don't you say that this is the weakness of the Lord? Why can the Lord be able to support it after so long?" Qiu Tian asked with a sneer. After the fierce battle, the breath of the Demon Emperor has been weakened a lot.
In contrast, Prison Tian was still in his peak state, and his power seemed to be a bottomless pit.
"..." The Demon Emperor was speechless.
"Lord of Dragon Soul, this seat is very curious, how did you escape from this seat?" The ancestor of the nightmare asked gloomily, and he couldn't understand it all the time.
"Speaking of this, I have to thank you." Feng Wuchen said coldly: "I am controlled by the evil emperor's power, unable to move, and indeed cannot escape, but when you dissolve the evil emperor's power, I see hope After you hurt me, I took the opportunity to escape. If it weren't for you, the dragon soul would have no chance to fight back."
"You are trapped by this seat, and it is impossible to escape without this seat's awareness! No matter how strong your body is, you must urge your energy to display it." The ancestor of the nightmare frowned deeply, not believing in the wind and dust. Have this powerful escape skill.
"It is not difficult for me to escape from your hands, not to mention your strength is not very strong." Feng Wuchen said coldly, with a bit of contempt in his words.
The old face of the ancestor of Nightmare twitched, wishing to swallow Feng Wuchen alive.
"You provide power to so many dragon souls, it should consume a lot of your power, why you don't seem to have any influence on it." The Demon King frowned and asked.
Glancing at the Demon Emperor, Feng Wuchen sneered and said: "Because my recovery speed is faster than the consumption speed, let alone I still have a pill to restore strength."
"So that's it." The Demon Sovereign finally understood it, no wonder Qi Tian said that he didn't understand Feng Wuchen.
"Master, do you cut off the head of this old thing now?" Chu Shitian asked respectfully.
Tang Chenxin's old face changed drastically, and he became extremely frightened.
"Cut!" Feng Wuchen said indifferently.
"No!" Tang Chen yelled in horror, "Demon Night Ancestor, save me! Save me!"
"Chu Shitian! Stop!" The evil emperor roared.
"laugh!"
Chu Shitian swiped a sword without hesitation, blood sprayed, and Tang Chenxin's head flew out directly.
"Elder!" The evil emperor was shocked.
"The Great Elder!" The Blazing Heaven Temple powerhouse shouted in horror.
"call out!"
Feng Wuchen flicked his fingers, and a wisp of white flame burst out, devouring Tang Chen's head and burning out instantly.
Tang Chen is heartbroken!
"Tang Chen's heart was killed..." Xiao Wuxuan and Ying Gaohan were all scared to death.
"Guru..."
The experts from Xianyue Pavilion and Ghost Immortal Palace who were watching the battle swallowed their saliva in horror, and couldn't speak.
"Tang Chen's heart is dead!" Zhuge Qinghuai was terrified, and his body trembled badly.
Fen Tianji was also completely shocked, his old face stiff and dull.
"All of you have to die! Even if the ancient Xuan Yu comes, it can't save you!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, his icy voice was intriguing.
Only because of the Evil Emperor of the Blazing Heaven Temple, he ordered dozens of dragon souls to be killed.
"Arrogant and arrogant! How dare you not put the ancient Xuan Yu in your eyes! Do you really think that our demon night clan is good for bullying?" Mo Qian burst into laughter.
"The strength of the dragon soul is indeed powerful, but if there is no powerful Pan Gu Jue to enhance their strength and recover their injuries, it is not necessarily that the dragon soul can survive how many people, only the small ancient immortal forces, they dare to be rampant in front of the ancient gods. !" Mo Tuo gritted his teeth angrily.
The Demon Sovereign frowned slightly and said in his heart: "Is the Lord of the Dragon Soul so confident? Even if he can restore the Dragon Soul and everyone of the four major races, it is impossible to fight against the ancient gods."
"The ancestor of the nightmare, please ask the ancient Xuan Yu to help!" The evil emperor panicked, completely frightened.
"The ancestor of the nightmare, our lives are in your hands, please let the ancient Xuan Yu take action against the dragon soul!" Xiao Wuxuan also said.
Feng Wuchen looked at the ancestor of the nightmare, and said with a sneer: "Old ancestor of the nightmare, you have no choice but to ask the ancient Xuan Yu to do it. I really want to see it. The ancient Xuan Yu can't save you. What's the expression."