Chapter 685

Thinking of this, Yuan Yue's eyes are a little wet. It's not his fear, but these brothers fighting side by side with him. It's likely that this is their last battle!

"The people of Zixiao Kingdom listen, kneel down and surrender immediately, or don't blame my wing clan for being rude!"

A handsome strong man of the wing clan stood up and shouted arrogantly.

"Kneel down and surrender!"

Xiao Jin's face was very angry. In Xiao Jin's heart, except that the master was qualified to let him kneel down, others were all slag. They killed him directly!

"Little bastard, when Grandpa Jin becomes a strong man in the divine realm, I'll blow your head!"

Xiao Jin stepped forward and his voice rolled out.

"Presumptuous!"

The handsome strong man of the wing clan was very angry, and then shouted, "kill these unkind war clan disciples for me. Do you really think the war clan is still the original war clan in ancient times?"

"Today's war clan is just a desolate dog, ha ha..."

The strong of the wing clan laughed one by one. The war clan disciples who heard this were all trembling with anger and their anger soared in their eyes. They wanted to kill them immediately.

"Step back!"

Yuan Yue came forward with a cold voice.

Zixiao divine kingdom is protected by the Golden Dragon array. It's not easy for the people of the wing clan to attack, but the Golden Dragon array is just a large array at the peak of the immortal level.

It is impossible to completely block the disciples of the wing clan.

"Our more than 20 disciples in heaven quickly refine their gods. Brothers of bimon family, you can hold them for a while!"

Yuan Yue stepped back and made arrangements in an instant.

This is the best way.

But what yuan Yue doesn't know is that even if they have refined their divine personality, it is difficult to stop the current wing clan, behind all the wing clan disciples.

The three old men with white hair looked indifferent.

These three people.

Each one is the existence of the peak of the divine realm. Yuan Yue and others refined the divine personality, but they just entered the realm of the divine realm and wanted to block these three people.

That's impossible.

"War..."

The strong gods of Bimeng family rushed down from the city gate one by one, and the disciples of the God of death battle regiment also began to fight. In an instant, the battle became extremely fierce.

Wing clan and bimon war clan are mortal enemies.

The Bimeng clan killed the disciples of the wing clan without mercy. A disciple of the wing clan was torn alive by the Bimeng war beast!

"Well done!"

The disciples of the God of death battle regiment are gaining momentum one by one.

But the next moment!

"Ah..."

The first disciple of the God of death battle regiment fell. Although the God of death battle regiment is terrible, the level of the God of death battle regiment is still too low after all. It is an eight level battle regiment.

The most powerful of all is the peak of the great heaven level.

The peak of the great heaven level is facing the worst group of wing clan disciples who are also in heaven. It's good that the death battle group can block it for a moment!

"Hahaha... I'll take the first step in Qu Yishan. Brothers, kill me, kill one enough, kill two and earn one. As long as the boss is still there, the boss will surely avenge us!"

"Kill, don't humiliate the boss!"

"The boss will avenge us!"

……

A disciple of the God of death battle regiment rushed up and launched the combo technique. The strong of the wing clan fell one by one, but the God of death battle regiment died more!

In the void, Han Yun quickly rushed to Zixiao God.

But just then.

The prompt sound of the system suddenly sounded in Han Yun's mind.

"Didi..."

"System prompt: player Han Yun's death battle group is under attack, and 100 people have fallen!"

"The death regiment was attacked?"

Han Yun's face changed, and then he shouted coldly to the blood devil, "something's wrong with Zixiao Kingdom, hurry up!"

"What happened to Zixiao kingdom?"

The blood devil looked a little, and then his speed increased a lot. They turned into a flash of lightning and rushed to Zixiao kingdom.

"Didi..."

"The number of the death battle group has fallen to 500!"

A quarter of an hour later, the voice of the system sounded again in Han Yun's mind.

"What happened? How did the people of the death battle group fall so fast!"

Han Yun was a little anxious.

The God of death battle group, which was established by Han Yun himself, was also the first group of people to follow Han Yun. In Han Yun's mind, these people are Han Yun's brothers.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to shoot at my God of death battle group, I Han Yun will make you regret it!"

The killing intention soared in Han Yun's eyes.

"Didi..."

"System prompt: the number of fallen death battle regiment has reached 1000!"

The voice of the system came again. Looking at the blood devil next to him, Han Yun frowned, flashed next to the blood devil and pulled the blood devil for a blink.

Disappear in place.

"This is..."

The blood devil was shocked. Just now, he had not returned to his mind, but Han Yun took him and left thousands of miles.

This speed is too fast!

"How could he be so fast?"

The blood devil was very surprised. Next, the blood devil fully felt what speed and passion were. For a moment, Han Yun had appeared in jiuniu County!

"Didi..."

"System prompt: the number of fallen death battle regiment has reached 1500!"

"Fifteen!"

Han Yun's crazy anger, 1500 people, are his Han Yun's brothers. Now it's gone!

"Death War Regiment disciple, retreat!"

Han Yun's furious roar sounded in the battle group space.

"It's the boss!"

"The boss is back!"

"Why did the boss come back? We didn't send a message to the boss. Why did the boss come back!"

……

A voice sounded in Han Yun's mind.

Listening to the voice in his mind, Han Yun couldn't help but burst into tears. He was a disciple of the God of death battle regiment because the enemy he faced was too strong. Since he didn't inform him!

"How silly..."

Han Yun was talking to himself. Regardless of the consumption in his body, Han Yun's blinking crazy spread out. A few breaths have appeared outside Zixiao city.

The sky outside Zixiao city.

Countless blood rain fell, and there was a strong smell of blood in the void.

A disciple of the death War Regiment.

Fight with the strong of the wing clan.

The bimon war beast fought with the strong ones in the divine realm of the wing clan. In this moment of battle, the death war regiment fell more than 1000 people, and the bimon war beast also fell seven people!

As for the wing clan.

More people died, including thousands of Tianjing warriors. As for Shenjing warriors, more than 20 were torn alive by Mongolian war beasts!

"Blood devil, didn't you just wake up? These wing clan people will be left to you as nourishment. Kill them for me. Don't let one go!"

Han Yun's murderous voice sounded in the void.

"Boss..."

Hearing Han Yun's words, both sides stopped. The disciples of the God of death battle regiment looked at Han Yun. First they were happy, and then they were full of worry.

"Gaga... Boy, I like this kind of thing!"

The blood devil smiled strangely. Just when the people of the wing family wanted to see who the people were, a scream came from the void. A strong man in the divine realm of the wing family was directly torn and swallowed by the blood dragon!