Chapter 3940: Disadvantaged

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"We look down upon this kid. His bloodline is more terrible than he was back then!"
Looking at Xiao Ye rushing up again, the seventeen winged true disciples who were wounded suddenly all had wild expressions.
They are too late to heal, they are desperately stretching the chaotic wings, wanting to show off quickly.
boom!
However, at this moment, there was a sound of rumbling that deterred the heaven and earth. A circle of ripples visible to the naked eye spread towards the surroundings.
Suddenly, these seventeen disciples of the wing gods really spread like wings of a butterfly in the storm, fluttering their wings to the sky, but they were beaten back by the storm and fluttered.
Uh!
At this moment, Xiao Ye's figure has moved in a flash.
Nineteen heavenly patterns appeared again, swept away with the power of destruction, and enveloped the seventeen wing gods.
At the same time, Xiao Ye's body is also blazing with divine light, as if the origin of the vast universe has emerged one after another, as many as 12 million, and the nirvana power intertwined with Daoguang, wraps around his double fist and kills directly.
These scenes were so amazing that they caught the attention of the living creatures.
In particular, the true biography of Yishen are all frightened.
But before they rushed to the rescue, the seventeen winged gods were truly sent under the powerful attack of Xiao Ye, and they were all exploded into the void.
"kill!"
The blue flesh was splashing, contaminating Xiao Ye, making it look like a of death.
But he seemed to have done a trivial thing and continued to mobilize the ancient blood to participate in the decisive battle.
"This kid really likes to be in the limelight, do you know that in such a big battle, it was over-exposed from the beginning, just like finding death."
"If you want to live, you must learn to preserve your strength." Wei Zhengguang, who is slender and wears a purple crown, is also fighting with a strong enemy. When he saw this scene, he immediately smiled coldly.
He has been staring at Xiao Ye for a long time, trying to find out the secret of the other party's blood.
Prior to being confronted by Xiao Ye, it was even more resentful. If Gu Zhao appeared, he would never stop.
It was as if confirming his words.
"This child's strength is not trivial. Everyone should be careful not to fight him close, sacrifice the "Haotian Totem Formation" and kill him!"
There are also a hundred true legends of wing gods, and they stare at Xiao Ye, many of which are stronger than Wei Dao.
But perhaps they were deterred by Xiao Ye's bloodline. They didn't rush up immediately, but the whole body was full of nirvana.
I saw the pieces of material that had precipitated through the Permian period flew out and were ignited by them, burning fiercely.
Sorry!
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of lines of dribbling flowed out like a dragon roaring, forming an ancient huge totem, with thousands of weathers, with unusual power, directly suspended above Xiao Ye's head.
Suddenly, Xiao Ye's body shuddered, and the origin of the body's light was suppressed. Even the massive blood of the gods, the speed of galloping was also affected.
An ancient huge totem above his head dropped an invisible shackle, suppressing all aspects of him!
"Does this totem represent a nirvana formation?"
After several shocks, Xiao Ye found that he could not get rid of this totem, and his eyes suddenly became dignified.
He relied on the Tianhu Divine Law and the eight-star ancient lineage, and once had a breakthrough, he had terrible strength.
But in the decisive battle, what he had to face was a large group, practicing dozens of true stories of the Wing Gods of the Permian, without mentioning strength, the means were definitely far superior to him.
Seeing the success of suppressing Xiao Ye, those hundred true legends of wing gods are urging various tricks in the air, and they continue to attack Xiao Ye.
Buzz!
Xiao Ye calmed down, struggling to resist the repression, and at the same time battling the attacks of the true wing gods.
Xiao Ye's foundation is too strong. Under such unfavorable circumstances, he still managed to stabilize his position.
"The current situation is very unfavorable to our ancient group!"
Xiao Ye's eyes were still looking around when he was facing the game, and his heart suddenly jumped.
The two great innate gods and spirits, the lower nirvana, really spread out and launched a crazy fight.
The true biography of the Wing God Group has occupied an absolute advantage in number.
Now that the decisive battle has begun, they have even given full play to this advantage.
For example, Gu Zhao, the first person in the ancient group camp, was trapped by more than three hundred wing gods, and was restricting the other party's performance.
And Nati, whose strength is second only to Gu Zhao, is also inseparable from the old rival Skane.
Even Wei Zhengguang was dragged down by a large number of wing gods.
In the chaotic world, the ancient lineage is unique.
Under the same realm, the true biography of the ancient is definitely stronger than the true biography of the wing god.
But now the wing group, like a long-term plot.
The super powers among them took the lead and used human sea tactics to first pass the ancient gods to the real world. The threatening existence was trapped!
"not good……"
After Xiao Ye's transformation, the will of the Divine Order was released, and his face became more ugly when he saw the situation in the field.
In the true biography of the ancient gods, the existence of weak power has already caused a large number of casualties.
Qu Liang, who had been wearing a blue shirt, was already covered in blood and staggered in the void.
Although Taishan has already killed a few true wing gods, it has also attracted dozens of true wing gods, and the crazy siege has already wounded.
"Go on like this!"
Xiao Ye was anxious.
After this great decisive battle, there are still three hundred and fifty ancient gods, how much is left?
He absolutely can't let him, Taishan, Qu Liang and others in Shimen fell.
"Xiao Ye, don't you plan to do it yet?"
At this moment, a faint word suddenly came, let Xiao Ye stunned slightly, only to see a distant place, a young man in white robe, was staring at him.
The decisive battle broke out.
Seven Nights is very famous, and its speed of rise is still above Xiao Ye.
Seven nights did not explode with any earth-shattering momentum, but it was able to cope with it, with a white robe fluttering and a purple flowing body that was not stained with dust and was outstanding.
"It's better to give it a try, the True God of Wings you and I killed, who is more, how?"
Under Xiao Ye's gaze, Qi Ye suddenly showed a smile and preached.
Immediately after—
boom!
Qiyetong burst into a terrible light, and the whole person turned into a beam of chaos, even rushing out of the encirclement.
Once he was out of trouble, like a dragon entering the sea, galloping across the sea, he killed several wing gods on the spot.
Whoo!
Immediately afterwards, Seven Nights flashed in shape and rushed towards the far space.
"Made, don't let this kid run away!"
Suddenly, a hundred wing gods really chased and chased them with anger.
"Seven nights, did you deliberately lead away the true wing gods, and then carry out lore?"
Looking at the other person's figure disappeared quickly, Xiao Ye's face was shocked.
Immediately after that, he took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming.
By this time, I really can't keep my hands!
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