Chapter 5294: Confrontation (Part 1)

With a long roar from the wild demon, the five of them started their hands again, becoming more fierce than before.

The strength of Thirty's clone fell again by a large amount, and it was almost the same as the five of Huang Mo.

Don't say that one is against five, even if one is against one, he is not sure of victory.

Five people bombarded and bombarded, where is Thirty’s avatar still in the light of the wind before, without the slightest smoke?

At this moment, he has a blue nose and a swollen face, his body is covered with cracks, and white mist is escaping.

boom!

A huge fist fell from the sky and slammed on Thirty's clone. Thirty's clone exploded directly and turned into a white mist in the sky.

Huang Mo stood with his hand in his hand, staring at Bai Wu coldly, not in a hurry to make a move.

God endless, Ziyu, Hades, and Demon Lord, each held one direction and did not give Thirty's clone a chance to escape.

Below, countless Xiu Clan and Primal Chaos Spirit Clan cultivators saw this scene, their eyes widened, their pupils contracted violently, as if they had seen something terrifying.

That's thirty!

Even if it's just a clone, it's an invincible existence.

And at this moment, he was defeated?

The Xu family is naturally extremely afraid, because Thirty is their god, omnipotent and invincible.

But the Primordial Chaos Spirit Race has other thoughts. Since Thirty's clone can be defeated, what about his body?

If you kill Thirty, wouldn't the Chaos Xianling family be restored to freedom?

At this time, far away in the distant sky city.

In a large hall, there were three figures sitting, and the three raised their heads slightly, looking in the direction of the city ruins, as if they had penetrated time and space, with a panoramic view of everything.

One of the old men in black robes, with a smile on his face, showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

"Two, now you should be thankful for your decision, right?" The black robe old man smiled and looked at the two opposing people with an unfathomable appearance.

If Xiao Fan were here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that the old man in black robe was not someone else, but the old man who guarded the grave.

This old thing disappeared after entering the Immortal Forbidden Tribulation Land, but it came here.

And the two opposite him, one was wearing a gray-white dragon-print cloud shirt, with long dark hair draped behind his shoulders. There was a bit of dominance and power in the elegance, like the ruler of heaven and earth.

The space around him is a bit distorted, even if he doesn't specifically reveal his breath, the space can't bear it.

The other person, dressed in Tsing Yi, has a long body, a handsome face, and a jade-rich face. He looks extremely young, just like a young man.

However, his appearance is obviously deceptive, and being able to sit here with the old man tomb guard is enough to prove his extraordinary identity.

These two are not others, they are the two strongest masters of the Chaos Xianling Race.

Heaven and blue sky!

The two of them had indeed woken up a long time ago, and even got Thirty's order, but the two of them pretended not to wake up and kept hesitation.

It was not until the old tomb guard came to explain their intentions that the two of them made a decision and ignored the affairs of Tiancheng City for the time being.

If Thirty's clone can kill the cultivators of the ten thousand races, it will not be too late for them to take action by then, at least they will not offend Thirty.

And if Thirty’s clone cannot defeat the ten thousand races, the two of them do not know, and Thirty cannot blame them.

In fact, in their hearts, they still hope that the Ten Thousand Clan can win.

It has been a while since the two of them woke up, and they learned about the endless years of the Primordial Chaos Spirit Race.

Since they fell asleep, the Primordial Chaos Spirit Clan has almost no dignity in front of the Ruins Clan.

Not to mention dignity, they are almost the slaves of the Xuans.

This made Cang Tian and Qing Tian extremely angry. Although they had surrendered to Thirty, they still have their own dignity. They can be bullied by Thirty, but they must not be bullied by the Ruins Clan.

After all, it was Thirty that they surrendered, not the ruins.

To put it more bluntly, the Xuans are the real slaves of Thirty, because they were all created by Thirty.

Of course, the two actually didn't have much hope for the fact that the ten thousand clan would kill the clone of Thirty, because Thirty had put too much pressure on them.

The fact is the same. As soon as Thirty's clone appeared, it almost suppressed the five of God Wujin and Huang Mo, and there was no power to fight back.

Even, both of them are ready to join the battlefield at any time to help clean up the beginning and the end.

But what Cang Tian and Qing Tian never expected was that the battle situation suddenly reversed, and Thirty's clone became weaker and was crushed and beaten by the five demon.

According to the analysis of the current situation, there is a great chance that Thirty's clone will be sealed.

"This is just one of the clones, and it doesn't explain the problem." Qingtian, dressed in Tsing Yi, spoke lazily and took a sip from the wine glass on the table.

"After all, you still don't believe our plan?" The old grave guard sighed slightly.

He also knew that it was extremely difficult to convince Cang Tian and Qing Tian.

After all, this is going to drag the Primordial Chaos Spirit Clan into the water and completely become the enemy of Thirty.

If they had the courage, they would not have taken refuge in Thirty.

"You know, we don't make decisions at will." Cang Tian said nothing, Qing Tian continued to speak, a pair of deep eyes staring at the old man guarding the grave, waiting for his explanation.

The old man tomb guard pondered for several breaths, and said, "I came with sincerity."

"Your sincerity, I haven't seen it yet." Qing Tian said lightly and shook his head.

"Do you know where Doutian is?" The old tomb guard suddenly said something inexplicable.

Qingtian frowned slightly, Doutian naturally knew it, it was him back then, carrying the Demon Lord and Pluto, as well as the powerful demon clan, and put Thirty's second clone into a deep sleep.

Now he has regained consciousness, and his combat effectiveness is estimated to be advancing by leaps and bounds.

If it is here, even if the strength of Thirty's clone is not weakened, it is estimated that there will be a battle.

But he has never appeared in the city of the ruins from beginning to end.

"Thirty's first clone has been awakened." The old tomb guard continued.

Qingtian narrowed his eyes slightly and his eyes trembled.

Even Cang Tian suddenly raised his head, looked at the old man guarding the tomb, and said for the first time: "Where?"

"I can't say that." The old grave guard smiled and shook his head.

"So, you still don't believe us?" Qingtian raised his brows, a little impatient.

The old grave guard shrugged: "Each each other."

But he is extremely disdainful in his heart, don't you also believe us?

Trust is mutual. If you stumble in secret, our plan will fail.

Qingtian raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said with a sneer: "This place is not far from the city of Ruins, and the second clone of Thirty has not yet been defeated."

How did the old grave guard not know the threat in Qingtian's words? If he didn't tell them the truth, they would participate in the battle.

At that time, with the participation of both of them, the battle will be reversed in an instant.

However, the old tomb guard did not take his words to heart at all, and instead made a gesture of please.

Qing Tian resisted his anger and stared at the old man guarding the tomb sullenly. Do you really think I dare not?

However, when he heard the next sentence from the old man tomb guard, his inner anger broke out instantly. "If Thirty's second clone wins, the Primordial Chaos Spirit Race will never turn around." The old tomb guard added indifferently.