The exclamations of Xu Liang and others did not attract much attention. At this time, their attention was all attracted by the miserable camp that suddenly burst out with murderous intent!

Strange!

The scene in front of me was extremely strange!

The previous scene happened again, and the surging black gas turned into eighteen roaring black pythons again. With the howling hissing sound, a breathtaking murderous intent swept out. Black pythons soared into the sky and rushed towards the remnants of Kant in the sky!

"How could this happen? How could this happen?" Sun Shicheng's eyes were filled with fear and screamed!

What kind of war department is this? They have obviously lost their strength, and they have clearly lost!

Why?

Everyone was stupid!

The remnants of Kant in front of him were completely wrapped in black gas condensed by the intention of killing.

The next moment, they heard Lord Kant's roar!

The moment the sound fell, the surging black python hovered, and a terrifying explosion energy came from it!

At the same time, there were also sounds of pain, and:

"Puchi phuchi--"

Fang Tianyao's head was blank!

He knew very well what the inaudible "puff" sounds in the sound of energy explosions mean!

"Kill! Brothers, kill us! Save Lord Kant!"

Fang Tianyao could no longer care about so much at this time. He knew very well what it would mean if Lord Kant died in battle!

"mean!"

Hearing Fang Tianyao's roar, Xu Liang, who was not far away, was immediately furious.

But what happened next shocked everyone!

With Fang Tianyao's roar, no one moved the cultivator in the outer hall behind him!

The teams of outer halls were like soulless walking corpses. The blood on their faces disappeared completely. Even some timid cultivators felt their calves tremble, and some even fell to the ground with their faces pale as paper!

The black python in front of him was so terrifying that he was not even the opponent of the Seventh Divine Division. When they rushed forward at this time, wouldn’t that be the death?

No one spares his life, especially when they see no hope!

Who is willing to die for nothing?

"boom!"

Another terrifying energy explosion sounded in the killing formation stirred by the black python.

Just as Fang Tianyao couldn't help but rush forward to rescue, a black shadow flew out like a ball that was being shot away!

If it is not Lord Kant, who is it?

Fang Tianyao finally screamed, and rushed forward with Sun Shicheng to save Kant.

At this time, Kant was wearing a holy talisman armor that was already in a mess. There was a blood hole in front of his chest. Blood flowed out and had already fainted. The blood and energy around him were also extremely depressed...

Although Kant is in the six-star fate realm, if he is single against single, his personal strength will be comparable to the four-star fate realm at most, and it is even worse!

What he called strength was only in terms of war generals. In particular, the formation of the remaining troops was broken, and without the gathering of power, he could not exert his powerful destructive power at all.

At the same time, as Kant was shot away and unconscious, the terrifying strange killing array in front of him gradually dissipated due to the loss of energy, revealing the suffering camp under him again.

Most of them knelt on the ground, their bodies trembled, and some even fainted.

As for the remains of the sky, there was no figure at this time? The whole sky was empty, only the corpse scattered on the ground that had long been alive...

The demon soldiers in their hands disappeared, and the black armor around them became as thin as paper. The naked slave mark on their bodies made Xu Liang and others stunned again!

really!

They are slaves!

Xu Liang stared at Kant who was unconscious not far away, and suddenly felt a very pleasant feeling in his heart.

These slaves were always trampled by them, and even a little more glance felt that they had defiled their eyes, and they looked at them disdainful.

Slaves are ants and untouchables that they can step on their feet and trample on their feet at will, but now they have wiped out all the high-ranking gods.

It's simply a mockery!

He suddenly remembered the roar of the slave team before the two sides fought, and he finally understood.

No wonder...

The whole sky was dead and silent.

Everyone turned their eyes to the two thousand snarky and even sneered in the blood and coma. Unlike the previous ridicule and sneer, they looked pale and had only deep fear in their hearts.

This team that they looked down upon killed Kant's divine tribe!

Wu Yao wanted to fall into a coma, but he couldn't do it at all! The black air lingering around him was like the flames of a maggot attached to his bones, drilling into countless pores around him.

However, the black aura in front of me is different from what they have practiced before. This is the murderous intent! It is the murderous intent condensed from the demon-capturing formation!

Killing intention can kill the enemy, but killing intention does not distinguish between you and me. If you hurt the enemy, you will first hurt yourself!

He turned his [hard life] to the extreme, allowing the unbearable murderous intent to penetrate into his body, seriously injured and powerless, and such pain was bound by himself, and he watched the beast gradually erode his limbs and body. This kind of powerless pain is worse than death!

But for [Suffering Life], pain and suffering are the best supplements for this special magic skill.

Unlike what others see, Xiaoqiu Demon Killing is quite a bit difficult to use for the current miserable camp. Even during normal training, its success rate is almost as high as 60.

But today, none of their eighteen songs fell out, and all of them succeeded!

"Go back to the city!"

In the Ten Heart Necklace, Wu Yao's voice did not appreciate at all, but unexpectedly, he did not scold him, only solemnity.

For the first time, I heard such a serious voice from the Lord:

"Go back to the city now!"

Wu Yao opened his mouth, but he couldn't even say a word. He forced himself to grit his teeth, but he felt that his body was as heavy as if it was filled with lead, and it was difficult to move at all!

Even as the pain moves, the pain becomes more severe!

In the pain of life being worse than death, everyone's bodies trembled uncontrollably, and the black air around them burned every pore like flames. They did not dare to move at all, for fear that if they had any movement, their bodies would lose control or even collapse!

There were two thousand people in the entire miserable camp, except for the cultivators who were already unconscious but still enduring pain and trembling all over, all of them were nailed to the ground like wooden stakes, motionless.

The black air in the sky has dissipated, but for the miserable camp, this is not dissipation, but precipitation!
Chapter completed!