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- Everyone in Wenbin from the Huanmo Sect also received news that people from the Blood Evil Sect and Yanri Island were coming in large numbers.
"You are really asking for death!" Chu Miaodan said with a cold expression to his subordinates: "Get ready to fight!"
"The Blood Evil Sect really thought this was a thousand years ago!" Wen He sneered.
Wen Bin sacrificed the second-story soul altar, flew out from the island with a roar, walked around the surrounding area, and took a look at the various forces gathered nearby, openly and covertly.
¡°There are many people watching the show outside, including those from other Silver-level forces and those who have evacuated from the Tianlan Continent and want to break away from our Illusion Demon Sect.¡±
Wen Bin looked at everyone, his face as dark as water, "In this battle, we will definitely cleanse the Blood Demon Sect and Yanri Island with blood! We want all onlookers to understand that even when the Green Ghost Clan invades, our Fantasy Demon Sect will never be Those small forces can provoke!"
He classifies both the Blood Evil Sect and Yanri Island as small forces, which shows that he sincerely ignores the Blood Evil Sect and Yanri Island and believes that they are not qualified to be compared with the Phantom Demon Sect.
This is also the reason why Wen Bin became furious and mobilized troops after Yanri Island refused to sell Lieyan Xuanlei.
¡ª¡ªHe feels that he is superior to others!
"Don't hold back, everyone. Even Qin Lie only needs to spare one life, and it doesn't matter if he is seriously injured!" Chu Miaodan shouted.
"From today on, we will take back the Sunset Islands and everything that belongs to the Phantom Demon Sect!" Wen Bin shouted.
Many members of the Phantom Demon Sect roared in response.
Most of these people are from the side of Wen Bin, Chu Miaodan, and Shi Xiuling. They have always had opinions about the Huan Mo Sect.
Like Wen Bin and others, they looked down on the Blood Evil Sect today and the sudden appearance of Yanri Island from the bottom of their hearts.
They believe that the Blood Evil Sect and Yanri Island have stolen the territory belonging to the Phantom Demon Sect.
They were very excited.
"Here comes someone! The people from the Blood Evil Sect are here!"
"Look!"
"They actually dare to come here!"
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Suddenly, noises came from all directions on the island, and many unidentified warriors subconsciously screamed.
Above the golden fire phoenix. Song Tingyu's beautiful eyes were full of color, her back was straight, and her whole person was filled with a proud aura.
Ge Rongguang, who was beside her, looked far away in the direction of the flames burning in the sky. After a concentrated look, his expression was shocked.
On the golden chariot, Miao Yangxu and others from Qingyue Valley. He also squinted his eyes.
Immediately, the five Valley Masters all had strange eyes and their expressions became solemn.
?????????????????Eight divine corpses that once caused huge waves in the violent land are surrounded by magma flames, and long tongues of fire spurt out from their pupils, as if they were wearing flame armor. The momentum is like a prison and the sea, like eight continuous volcanoes flying across the sky.
On the shoulder of the leader of the divine corpse, a person sits in the midst of the raging flames, unable to see his true appearance.
A streak of blood as scarlet as a long river, running side by side with the leading corpse, released a terrifying and ferocious aura that made the blood flow out of control.
After the eight divine corpses, a huge skeleton battleship followed closely. The blood flag unique to the Blood Evil Sect on the battleship fluttered in the wind.
The ten blood evil elders, all wearing blood-red robes, were lined up in a row, standing at the front of the Bone Battleship.
There are many Blood Demon Sect warriors wearing blood-clothed clothes, their eyes are bleeding and their skin is red, like murderous beasts.
From now on, the blood spear warriors are very similar to the people of the Blood Evil Sect. He was also very powerful, with a thick smell of blood all over his body.
Among them, the smell of blood on Langxie, Feng Rong, and the blood guards was as strong as blood mist.
"Huhuhu!"
Wen Binru stepped on two hurricanes and rushed out of the island first. At once attracted everyone's attention.
"The three-day period has not yet come. Are you coming here to seek death?" Wen Bin said pitifully.
He controlled the gray two-story soul altar and stood in front of the eight divine corpses and the Blood Li, with violent air currents emerging from his body.
A ball of energy storm. They were several acres in size, and they quickly emerged from his soul altar and appeared in the sky.
In a short period of time, dozens of energy storms, like whirlpools of violent wind, blocked the path forward for Qin Lie and the others.
Every energy storm flows with the power of a majestic hurricane, which can tear into pieces the flesh and blood of all living things.
Beings below the Soul Altar, even those at the level of the Ten Blood Fiend Elders, will be strangled into pieces of flesh and blood once they fall into those gray storm air currents.
"Huhuhu!"The hurricane vortex is swirling violently, and it is still undergoing amazing changes. One moment it turns into a gray ancient behemoth, another moment it turns into a ferocious demon god with teeth and claws, and the next moment it turns into an unknown evil spirit.
With every change, those gray storm whirlpools seem to be gestating stronger and more violent power.
Many invisible wind blades that crushed souls, cracked the soul lake, and turned true souls into ashes were also quietly scattered.
Qin Lie gathered his soul consciousness, a faint electric light appeared in his eyes, and looked carefully.
In his eyes, the second-floor soul altar under Wenbin suddenly became different.
After running "Tian Lei Shu" and possessing the soul with thunder and lightning, he could see extremely sharp blades on the edge of the gray soul altar on the second floor. This made Wen Bin's second floor soul altar seem to be filled with bullets. A roulette wheel of sharp weapons.
¡°Obviously, the spiritual power that Wen Bin majored in was the power of storm.
"It's really ridiculous. The dogs we worked so hard to raise have now learned to bite their owners."
Chu Miaodan¡¯s words were extremely harsh and harsh.
While speaking, she also moved a layer of pink soul altar and flew over from the island.
Her soul altar is as clear as if it were carved from pink crystal. Many illusions are reflected in the soul altar, including coquettish and beautiful women dancing gracefully, green-faced and fanged ferocious gods devouring creatures in blood, and magnificent palaces. Sitting in the clouds, hundreds of tribesmen worshiped
The pink crystal soul altar with only one layer slowly rotated under Chu Miaodan's feet, presenting illusions of different crystal planes.
After many people saw the soul altar emerging, their souls became uncontrollable and they would subconsciously look at the illusion in the soul altar beneath her.
Soon, some people¡¯s eyes were dull, and their souls seemed to have escaped from the Soul Lake.
The illusions under Chu Miaodan suddenly and wonderfully changed, with soul shadows appearing. Those soul shadows gradually became clear from blur.
Qin Lie's expression suddenly changed.
He discovered that the soul shadows that suddenly appeared in the soul altar under Chu Miaodan were actually several warriors who were looking at her soul altar most intently. Those warriors' eyes were dull at this time, and their souls no longer fluctuated.
Unknowingly, the souls of those people seemed to be drawn in by Chu Miaodan's soul altar and turned into an illusion within one of the crystal planes.
"The damn thing dares to secretly interact with Yanri Island. Don't blame me for killing him!"
The soul shadows slowly emerging from the pink crystal soul altar under Chu Miaodan suddenly tried to escape in panic.
Qin Lie noticed that the warriors with dull eyes standing with Song Tingyu had wisps of blood coming out of their seven holes.
I saw those green-faced and fanged fierce gods in the Chu Miao Dan Soul Altar, grabbing the soul figures that emerged. Immediately tear it apart and chew it.
The soul that was inexplicably pulled in immediately became the food of the evil god in the soul altar, and was quickly torn into pieces and swallowed.
Several warriors around Ge Rongguang, blood flowed wildly from the seven holes, and the breath of the true soul completely dissipated.
"Lao Meng! Lao Meng!" Ge Rongguang shouted loudly.
"Brother Wan?" Song Tingyu also exclaimed.
"It's a pity that no matter how they shouted, those few people couldn't hear them.
"Don't even look at the soul altar beneath her!" Xue Li's hoarse voice shook the sky.
A little bit of blood. With the explosion of his voice, it exploded in the soul altar around Chu Miaodan.
Crystal blood beads sputtered everywhere.
"Bang! Bang!"
The blood beads hit the pink crystal soul altar, and the blood dyed the crystal red, causing all the fierce illusions inside to suddenly go crazy and out of control.
The soul altar suddenly rotated violently.
"I'm going to meet this bitch."
A bloody meteor flew out from Qin Lie's side and fell in the direction of Chu Miaodan.
"Xue Li! Your opponent should be me!" Wen Bin snorted coldly.
Groups of gray storm air suddenly changed and turned into dozens of ancient ferocious beasts. There are Pixiu, Soaring Snake, Gouchen, Zhulong, etc., each of which is tens of meters long, and makes an earth-shattering roar, trying to block the blood meteor transformed by the Blood Li.
Xue Li turned a blind eye to those ancient giant beasts. Continue to fall in the direction of Chu Miaodan with the same trajectory.
Just when everyone was surprised, Qin Lie, who was drowned by the fierce flames on the shoulders of the corpse, suddenly roared.
Howling together. The eight divine corpses were like eight blazing suns, burning with flames that burned down the heaven and earth, driving the torrential sea of ??fire, and rushed into Wen Bin's body.
??The eight divine corpses are burning with blazing divine inscriptions.A dozen-meter-long stream of lava spewed out from the center, and as the giant copper-colored hands pulled it, fire dragons danced wildly all over the sky.
Wen Bin's face darkened, and he had no choice but to turn the soul altar and let the ancient giant beasts transformed by the storm air flow come back to fight the eight divine corpses.
He suddenly understood that his opponent this time was not Xue Li, but the eight divine corpses that had wreaked havoc in the violent land.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? It is Qin Lie who controls the divine corpse.
"Elder Wen, I am your opponent."
As expected, Qin Lie, in the flames, suddenly spoke coldly.
"Qin Lie! With your mere Ruyijing soul, even if you control the divine corpse, what can you do to me?" Wen Bin smiled sharply.
¡°You¡¯ll know if you try it, won¡¯t you?¡± Qin Lie responded indifferently.
"Qin Lie!"
"The man drowned in the flames turned out to be Qin Lie?"
"When did he come back?"
"Can he deal with Wen Bin who has two levels of soul altar?"
The conversation between the two made various characters around them finally figure out the identity of the flame villain.
For a moment, everyone started shouting like a pot exploding.
If the martial arts warrior, even if he controls eight unknown magical puppets, can really be the enemy of the strong altar of the second layer?
Many people shook their heads secretly.
"You guys shoot down the storm spirit, and I'll destroy the storm soul altar!"
At this moment, the leader of the divine corpse roared in an ancient and sonorous language.
He broke free from the ancient giant beasts, like a flaming god, stepping on the surging sea of ??fire, holding two fire dragons flowing with magma in his hands, and tyrannically used the magma fire dragons in his hands as long whips to whip Wen Bin's Storm Soul altar.
"He, he is talking!"
"He is not a corpse!"
"He has a real soul!"
All the onlookers were ignited with excitement and boiled over.
Although they could not understand the ancient divine language spoken by the divine corpse, they knew that a divine corpse that could speak must not be just a mere corpse.
This is a high-level creature with flesh and blood and a soul!
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