Chapter 3881

"You two should be able to escape. If you can, go quickly!" xuanbing looked at Xuanyuan Tianren and Zhong Liyun sea at this time.

She knows their true identity and that they must have strong cards. If one of these people may escape, it's only them.

"I won't go!" Zhong Liyun shook his head. "I have no one to escape!"

"I won't go either. Things may turn around." Xuanyuan Tianren's eyes fell on Zhao Yuande, showing a faint look of expectation.

"You..." xuanbing saw their reaction and couldn't frown slightly. "It's about the life and death of the whole creation world and even the whole 99 world. Don't be impulsive!"

"I don't think things are so bad. Elder martial brother Xuanyi is much stronger than us. If he wants to go, he has a much greater chance than us. He didn't go, which shows that the matter is not so serious." Xuanyuan Tianren.

"You... Still counting on that Xuanyi? Are you crazy!" Taiye couldn't help laughing.

"You know fart!" Xuanyuan Tianren glanced at each other disdainfully, "but for the sake of what you said just now, I'm too lazy to care about you."

"You boy, look for a fight!" Taiye couldn't help getting angry again when he heard the other party's tone.

"Well, I'm dying. I'm still in civil strife here. Aren't you afraid of being despised by the other party?" Taiqing showed a touch of helplessness on his face. Saying this also means that he also decided that he couldn't escape this time.

"Kill..."

A roar came from the collar of the ferocious devil's head.

"Kill! Even if you die, you have to die properly! Even if you die, you can't let these ferocious demons harm our people!" the Duanmu pole of the star moon god sect burst out a loud roar and rushed to the ferocious demon leader first.

"Kill! For the Terran, for the creation world, for the 99 world!" at this time, the Terran side knew that they might die after the war, and their eyes showed a sense of war.

Everyone who can come here to perform tasks is a genius of the zongmen family, and everyone is the hope of the Terran in the future.

Once they are fearless and determined to die, their combat effectiveness is several times stronger than before.

"Hum! A mob, you can only wail in pain in front of me!" the white figure glanced at everyone in the battlefield. Then he turned to Lord Yunfu and had no feelings in his eyes. "You are the strongest among them. If you kill you, I believe these people will soon be defeated."

"Then come! Let me see how powerful the so-called spirit clan is!" Lord Yunfu had a will to die on his face at this time.

The blood in his body was boiling continuously, and the fire of the spirit was lit in the sea.

"Since you want to die, I will give you death!" the white figure pointed to the emptiness, and a gray light shot at the Lord Yunfu.

This gray light looks insignificant, but it makes the surrounding void begin to distort constantly, and time suddenly becomes disordered.

The small bronze tripod in the hands of Lord Yunfu sent out a bright brilliance, and the whole star river suddenly lit up.

"Poof!"

A soft sound came into everyone's ears.

I only saw the gray and white light, ignored everything, directly penetrated the bright brilliance and fell on the Lord Yunfu.

Half of the body of Lord Yunfu was suddenly annihilated by this gray light.

"Ah..." Lord Yunfu uttered a scream, and his waist disappeared completely.

At this moment, there was no strength to support the small bronze tripod in his hand. His body trembled, and the brilliance on the small tripod gradually gathered away.

"What..." all the practitioners around showed despair and horror in their eyes.

In their eyes, the incomparably powerful Lord Yunfu was defeated simply and had no power to fight back.

What is that gray light? Why is it so powerful and why is there such a speed beyond time.

At that moment, Zhao Yuande didn't even have time to rescue the Lord Yunfu. The gray light was too fast, faster than he imagined.

However, he also found a fact that when the white figure emitted a gray light, the rotation speed of the vortex in his body suddenly decreased, and he obviously felt that there was at least 20% less power in the other party's body.

He suddenly understood that the other party's gray light should be like they burn their blood essence. It can't be used for several times.

The other party just wants to use this terrible means to frighten them, make them have the psychology that the other party can't resist, and make them lose their confidence in the battle!

This is a powerful heart attack tactic. This spirit clan is not as powerful as it looks!

"Surrender! If you take refuge in our spiritual family, you still have a chance to live. Otherwise, you will all be annihilated, and you will not even have the chance to reincarnate!" the voice of the white figure was bewitched with a trace, as if a bug poured into the hearts of the people, constantly scratching and grasping the most vulnerable place in their hearts.

"Damn spirit clan! Your bewitching has no effect at all! Kill..." at this time, an angry roar was transmitted from the mouth of Lord Yunfu.

The small bronze tripod in his hand burst out a terrible smell. Lord Yunfu seemed to detonate the energy in the small tripod and wanted to kill the spirit family with the self explosion of the small tripod.

"Since you are stubborn, go to hell!" the white figure's voice is indifferent, and his fingers point towards the Lord Yunfu again.

But at this time, the whole void seemed to be quiet.

A figure fell in front of the white figure and punched with the fingers pointed out by the white figure.

This fist seems to be an understatement. It doesn't contain any powerful power at all. It's like a fight between mortals.

"This... What... You are that person..." the white figure saw Zhao Yuande appear and saw the punch, and his eyes showed a touch of shock and fear.

He seemed to have seen such a fist before, as if his fear had been ruled by it.

But his words were not finished, and the punch had collided with his fingers.

"Bang!"

The fingers, palms and even the whole arm of the white figure burst in an instant.

There was no blood spraying out of the broken limbs, but a gray fog drifted away in the starry sky.

"Thank you Terran!"

At the same time that the gray fog was drifting away, Zhao Yuande seemed to hear an ethereal voice from the depths of his divine soul.