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Chapter 1687 The long-lost bloodthirsty
In just about a month, the first wave of vanguards marching towards the Nebula Nebula from the army of monks from the three races arrived at the edge of the Nebula Nebula.

At this time, 300 human monks in the Immortal Ascension Boundary led by Dongfang Mo appeared in the void outside a dark yellow star field and stood still far away.

"Buzz!"

A powerful sense of consciousness poked out from between his brows, and rolled towards the dark yellow star field in front of him. Although the thick yellow cloud layer blocked his sense of consciousness for a moment, his consciousness of the next breath smoothly cleared the cloud layer. It penetrated and landed on this dark yellow star field.

Immediately, he discovered that this dark yellow star field was extremely barren, and as far as the eye could see, it was a stretch of sand dunes, which had no aura at all, and was filled with faint ghost energy.And this is the Yellow Furnace Starfield that he was responsible for the massacre this time.

"Shh!"

Dongfang Mo's figure changed, and he took the lead in darting towards the Yellow Furnace Starfield. His figure quickly turned into a black spot, submerged in the thick yellow clouds.

Seeing that the commander from the Qingling Dao Sect had already set an example, the remaining three hundred Immortal Ascension Boundary cultivators naturally shot away without any hesitation, one by one, submerging into the thick clouds one after another.

When these people passed through the clouds, they saw the scene that Dongfang Mo's divine sense had checked before. The entire Huanglu Starfield was extremely barren, and as far as the eye could see was a piece of undulating sand dunes.

After appearing here, Dongfang Mo's spiritual consciousness opened up again, spreading in all directions with him as the center.Almost instantly, he confirmed his current location.

The information provided to him by the Zongmen before naturally included the topography of the Yellow Furnace Starfield, which was already cleared up by the spies of the Human Monster Wood Clan.

Dongfang Mo raised his head and looked in a certain direction in front of him, and then, with the agitation of his magic power, he turned into a long rainbow and swept away.

The group of people behind him continued to follow his pace in silence.The silence of the crowd, on the contrary, has a tense atmosphere that is about to come.

After traveling hundreds of miles, Dongfang Mo's figure slowly came to a standstill, and he raised his head and looked ahead.

Only ten thousand zhang away, there is a huge black lacquered city. This city is built with a city wall, about a hundred zhang high, and looks extremely majestic.

And in the city, there are row upon row of fortress buildings, among which many Mingzu monks come in and out.

"Ugh..."

Just after Dongfang Mo and others appeared, there was a long sound similar to the roar of some kind of beast from the city ahead.

Immediately after the sound fell, there was commotion in the Mingzu city.Many Mingzu monks got out of the fortress-shaped building, soared into the air, and looked at the 300 human monk army led by Dongfang Mo far away.

This sound similar to the roar of a beast was a warning issued by the monks of the Ming clan, representing an enemy attack.

Dongfang Mo's face remained unchanged, and his figure slowly swept towards the city in front of him.He wasn't fast, and he didn't stop until he was thousands of feet away from the city.

At this time, hundreds of thousands of monks had risen up in the city. Compared with the 300 monks led by Dongfang Mo, there was a huge gap between them.

It's just that among the hundreds of thousands of monks, the vast majority of them are low-level monks below the infant transformation level.There are only a few dozens of Immortal Ascension Boundary cultivators.

The most eye-catching thing is that in front of these Mingzu monks, there is a Mingzu man in black armor and holding a white broad axe.From then on, there was a wave of cultivation fluctuations in the early stages of breaking the Dao state from this person.And he is the elder of Baiyangu stationed in this city.

When he saw hundreds of people appearing outside the city, the flames in the eye sockets of the monk from the Ming clan were extremely cold, and he could not see any joy, anger, sorrow or joy.

"Hoohoo!"

But in the next breath, the monk of the Ming clan moved. This man held a broad ax and shot towards Dongfang Mo who was the leader.

"Ow!"

From behind the person, there was an overwhelming roar, and hundreds of thousands of Mingzu monks rushed towards Dongfang Mo and the others at this moment.From a distance, it looks like a ferocious black flood, and its momentum is amazing.

Although the cultivation base is much higher than these Mingzu monks, but facing hundreds of thousands of people, the human monks behind Dongfang Mo swallowed dryly, and many people even showed a trace of fear .

At this moment, Dongfang Mo looked at the hundreds of thousands of Mingzu monks rushing forward, but he smiled sarcastically, and then saw him move.

He stretched out his hand lightly, turning his palm over.In the palm of his hand, there was a seemingly simple whisk.

Then he held the object in his hand, looking at the Dao-breaker cultivator of the Ming clan who was only two hundred feet away from him, his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"call out!"

With a sudden throw, he held a silver taillight in the dust whisk in his hand, and shot towards the Mingzu cultivator rushing forward like an arrow.

The speed of the whisk is so fast that the distance of hundreds of feet can be reached in the blink of an eye.

At the critical moment, the Mingzu monk felt a strong crisis.This person slashed the broad ax in his hand at the flying fly whisk.

"Clang...crack..."

Under the crisp sound of metal clashing, the broad ax in this person's hand exploded every inch of it.Then his chest was directly pierced by the sharp end of the undead root.

At this moment, the posture of the Mingzu monk rushing forward suddenly stopped, and then the figure was shot back backward by the dust whisk that pierced his body, and hit the crowd of Mingzu monks rushing from behind.

Under the impact of this person's body, those low-ranking monks of the Ming clan were extremely vulnerable and exploded directly.No Mingzu monk could resist this person along the way.

In the next breath, this Mingzu monk was pierced through his whisk, and he was led deep into the army of hundreds of thousands of Mingzu monks and disappeared without a trace.

After the Dao-breaker monk of the Ming clan was beheaded by Dongfang Mo in a single encounter, everyone thought that the army of monks of the Ming clan would be in chaos if they had no leader.

But on the contrary, the army of hundreds of thousands of Mingzu monks was only slightly taken aback, and then the crowd broke out with a shocking roar again, and continued to rush towards more than [-] of them.

The level of spiritual intelligence of the monks of the Ming clan is not comparable to that of the three clans of the monsters and woods. Because of this, there are not many of them who are greedy for life and afraid of death.Even if the lords of the Dao Breaking Realm were defeated in a single encounter, they would still obey orders.And this is why the Mingzu are so powerful.Regardless of cultivation level, if everyone is a dead waiter who is not afraid of death, then this family will definitely not be weak.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo frowned.

Then I saw him raise his hand, waved forward lightly, and at the same time faintly uttered a word: "Kill!"

"kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the word "kill" came out in a uniform manner from the hundreds of people behind him.Then the crowd split into two, passed by his sides, and rushed towards the army of hundreds of thousands of Mingzu monks.

Then an astonishing scene appeared. At the moment when more than three hundred people collided with hundreds of thousands of Mingzu monks, they were like a small torch, submerged in a huge ball of black cotton.

As soon as the two touched, the huge black cotton melted as quickly as ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.

Dongfang Mo, who was standing in the distance, saw hundreds of auras erupting in front of him, and under the attack of these auras, each of them could strangle dozens or hundreds of low-level cultivators of the Hades.

Sometimes the difference in realm cannot be made up by the number of people.It was almost a face-to-face effort, and the army of Mingzu monks broke up.On the other hand, hundreds of human monks seemed to have fallen into an uninhabited land. After they dispersed, they formed hundreds of battle groups, beheading the Haddock monks as easily as nothing.

It's just that the good times don't last long. When dozens of Mingzu Immortal Boundary monks appeared and fought with the human monks one-on-one, the remaining low-level Mingzu monks would point the bone knives or bone spears in their hands towards the human race. The monk threw it, and immediately dozens of Human Immortal Ascension Boundary monks fell into adversity.

At this time, Dongfang Mo, who was still standing behind, moved again. He pinched his fingers and muttered something.

"Kakkaka..."

A strange sound came from the city behind the battle between the two clans.

A vigorous ancient tree suddenly grew taller at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, it rose from tens of feet to hundreds of feet, and then it was as huge as a thousand feet.

The branches of this tree are thick and thick, with a blue-black cold light on the surface, as if poured from molten iron.Silver-white branches in the shape of wicker, like hair made of steel whips, danced wildly in the sky.

"Shhhhh..."

In the next breath, the silver branches dancing wildly in the sky suddenly straightened, shooting towards countless Haddock monks.

Then there was a dense puffing sound. Under the explosion of these silver branches, countless Nadir monks were vulnerable, their bodies were pierced one by one, and they were strung together like candied haws.

Then, with a flick of the branches, the bodies of these Hades cultivators exploded and turned into black ashes all over the sky. For a while, it was like a strange black rain fell outside the city.Under this blow, more than [-] Mingzu monks fell immediately.

Then, these silvery branches began to be whipped in the air, and there was a sharp sound of breaking the wind. Under the intensive whipping, there were countless Nadir monks whose bodies were smashed into bones and scattered everywhere.

Seeing this scene in the distance, Dongfang Mo in the distance licked his lips, and in his heart, a long-lost bloodlust arose in his heart.

　Chapter 3 is here, I still owe you six chapters.call……

　　
　
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