Chapter 734: 　 Kill to the border of Yaozhou

With its own power, the Tyrannical Blade slayed all the ten true soul peak great monsters that surrounded him.
Today's Overlord Sword, in terms of combat power alone, is no longer weaker than the powerhouse of the Half-Step Soul Refining Realm. The fiercer the battle, the more he grows.
Lv Shui Xuan and other Tianjiao who came out of Mobei, although not enough to call the word "Tianjiao", are more than enough to call Tianjiao. They have all grown up in this war.
No one cares about the invasion of the Nielong Pavilion, all the way into the unmanned realm, and soon occupy the entire Demon Gate realm.
When Elder Nielong Pavilion stood in the former Demon Gate Hall, he took a deep breath of Youzhou's air, and his face gradually burst into a bright smile.
"Great Elder."
A powerful soul refining realm wearing a silver mask came out more and more, and bowed to the great elder: "Great elder, now I have already captured the realm of the magic door, do you want to move forward again?"
"No, that's enough."
"amount……"
The mask man froze for a moment.
In his opinion, no one in Youzhou can stop the invasion of the Nielong Pavilion, occupying one-third of the territory of Youzhou, and they have hardly tried to fight, and they have not even fought a serious battle.
Shouldn't it be time to continue to send troops and strive to occupy more territory?
"Can't go any further."
The Grand Elder seemed to understand the thoughts in the mask man's heart, and explained: "Further forward, you will enter the boundary of the former Gale Tower."
Everyone: "..."
Yes indeed,
so what?
The three former Youzhou sects have long existed in name only.
The three major sects without the soul refining realm are the toothless tigers, and they can easily crush them.
"You forget, Youzhou has never been the master of the three big sects." The elder said.
This explanation is for everyone present.
"..."
Shadow clan.
This legendary ethnic group can not help but emerge in everyone's mind.
The Grand Elder continued: "If there is no Shadow Clan, do you think the three major sects can stay in Youzhou for so many years?"
"Not to mention the power of the entire Nielong Pavilion, the subordinate pavilion master, who is the cultivation base of the soul refining realm, is equal to the strength of one of the three sects."
"Whether it is our Nielong Pavilion or the Monster Race, the ones who are truly afraid of are always the Shadow Race."
"This hidden family has existed for too long, and the longevity makes people feel daunted."
As he spoke, the great elder seemed to recall something, and a scene of a battle appeared in his mind. It was a huge monster that once ruled the two states of You and Xiang.
What happened in the end? It's not destroyed yet.
The great elder was only five years old, and he followed his father to witness the battle.
He confirmed that behind the destruction of the Snow Wind Temple, there was the existence of the Shadow Clan.
Because he had seen a flash of shadow in a glimpse.
Except for the Shadow Clan, he couldn't think of anyone else.
The shadow clan is hidden in the boundary of the Gale Tower.
"Great Elder."
The mask man was a little unwilling: "The Shadow Race has already fallen. If the kid with the surname Ye does not appear, the three strongest sects are probably already attacking the Shadow Race."
"Do we still need to fear the Shadow Clan?"
"Ha ha."
The great elder's laughter was full of disdain: "A bunch of fanatics who don't know the so-called. Even if the Shadow Clan goes down, no one can easily shake it."
"Over the past thousand years, the Shadow Clan family has occupied 90% of the good fortune in Youzhou."
"Do you really think that the Shadow Clan is so unbearable?"
"..."
The mask man stopped talking.
Listening to the meaning in the words of the great elder, it seems to know a lot of inside information.
Think about it, Nielong Pavilion is located in Xiangzhou, and many soul refining realms have been produced for so many years, but what about the three major sects of Youzhou? There is only one in each house.
Thinking about it now, the greatest good fortune was taken by the Shadow Clan, leaving only one good fortune for the three big sects.
The three families equally divided the good fortune, leaving three soul refining realms.
What about the shadow clan that occupies nine points of good fortune? How many soul refining realms will there be?
You can't think about this kind of thing, if you think about it, the more you think about it, the more terrifying it becomes.
This time, no one refuted it.
Finally, under the order of the great elder, the Nielong Pavilion began to station, gathered the manpower, and began to rectify the site just received.
...
Like the Nielong Pavilion, the Yaozu did not intend to occupy the entire Youzhou this time.
As long as they can occupy one-third of the land boundary, that is, the territory of the former Sword Dynasty, it is enough, but their killing is too high, causing the same hatred of the Youzhou Warriors.
If it is only Youzhou martial artist, it's all right, the mistake is, their actions have caused trouble to a true murderer.
"boom."
The fire light illuminates half of the sky, and the overwhelming monsters flee in the direction of Ganzhou, while behind, flames, swordsmanship, plague... all kinds of powerful and unmatched forces fall from the sky, and every time they fall, the monsters will die. .
More and more monsters died, their blood rushing into the sky.
"Roar."
At this moment, a loud roar spread.
Then a huge monster beast exploded in the air, and the sea of ​​blood soared into the sky. Dong Tianjiao was mad while bathing in the blood of the monster clan. The last great monster in the spirit refining state was finally killed by her.
Before her cultivation level broke through the soul refining realm, she fought two great spirit refining realm monsters one after another, which is worthy of the legendary tyrant's blood, and she is extremely powerful.
"Boom!"
The blood was overwhelming, and Dong Tianjiao stepped on the blood, and quickly caught up with the chasing team.
When the boundless sea of ​​blood landed, he liked blood monsters the most, but felt the breath of death in the sea of ​​blood.
Another slaying arrived, he was obviously bruised and bruised, but he became more and more violent.
...
One-sided slaughter,
This killing took a full day.
When the day was dark, the last monster rushed into the territory of Ganzhou.
This is a dense primitive jungle, bordered by forests, such as the forest is the territory of Ganzhou, and the forest is Youzhou.
From the beginning of the Sword Dynasty, all the way to this, there were tens of thousands of fallen monsters. Even if there were many monsters in Ganzhou, they could not withstand such killings.
A killing road paved with blood and corpses was full of blood.
"Bang bang bang."
All of them fell down, and they were all human warriors who had survived. They had already reached their limit, and their true energy had dried up, and they had persisted until now through perseverance.
Along the way, many people fell and did not die, but they were so overdrawn that they could not be hunted down and recovered from the corpses all over the floor.
Only less than fifty people can catch up here.
"boom."
Dong Tianyang also sat down on the ground, panting heavily, his once handsomeness had long since disappeared, and he looked like a beggar covered in blood.
The ground was full of blood and corpses, and he didn't care about it, so he lay down.
To the end,
There were only a few people who did not fall. They did not speak, but their eyes seemed to penetrate the primitive jungle and saw some existence in the depths of the jungle.