Chapter 617

"Vulnerable!" Quan Feng glanced at the human immortal master with disdain. Turning around, he said to the thirty monster immortals behind him: "There is not enough room for me to play here, why are you standing here? Go attack people!"

More than thirty Yaozu immortals smiled, turned and left.

Seventy Immortals of the human race watched the Yaozu side leave, but none of them dared to make a move.

annoyed~

fear!

Several seriously injured Immortals spat out blood, their eyes full of regret.

If he had fought hard just now, he would not have suffered such a serious injury.

It's worth it even if you die.

sorry~

It's useless to worry about your own life and death now.

Watching helplessly more than 30 immortals poured into the Terran area.

"I fought with them at the beginning, and it wouldn't be possible for the other party to dispatch more than 30 immortals."

One of the immortals had a bitter mouth.

More than 30 immortals have entered the human race, and there is no doubt that the human race is over.

Who can stop more than 30 immortals from joining forces?

At that time, there were seventy Immortals, and as long as everyone exerted a little effort, it would be easy to leave a few Immortals of the Yaozu. It's not impossible to even seriously injure a dozen or so.

Now I can only watch them run towards the human race.

Even if there are some hidden masters in the human race, I'm afraid they can't stop them.

"More than seventy human masters are not opponents of Patriarch Quan Feng, the human race is useless enough. This battle will be famous in history."

"Where are you going? I'll go to Yin Yang Sect first!"

"The formation of the Yin Yang sect is not easy to break, don't miss it!"

The monster masters joked all the way, and soon separated. Disappeared in the sky in a blink of an eye.

On the Fudong Mountain, more than seventy immortal masters stared at Quan Feng.

this moment,

Everyone feels surrounded, even though there is only one opponent, and they have seventy or so masters.

"Everyone, if you still want to preserve your strength and go back alive, then our human race is absolutely doomed!"

The old man with the sword turned back and said.

The question now is not whether he can survive or not, but whether the entire human race can survive.

"Kill! Fight~"

"He's only one, kill him and our human race will survive!"

In an instant, all the immortal ancestors were aroused fiercely.

To become immortal, I have experienced countless hardships, and I know that I can't hesitate at this moment, and I can't have my own little thoughts.

A few took the lead in rushing over, and other familiar immortal humans formed a formation to surround and kill.

The opponent is an immortal seven-layer master, and it's fueling for them to go up one by one. At this time, only by working together can it be possible to seriously injure the opponent.

That's right!

In the hearts of the seventy or so immortal masters, they don't want to kill each other, they only hope to seriously injure them.

It is too difficult to kill an Immortal Seventh Floor.

Even the immortal eighth-level masters dare not think of such a thing.

But is there an immortal eight-level master in the world?

Since ancient times, there have been only two immortal eighth-levels in the legend.

One opened up a fairyland for the human race, forcibly divided the world into three parts, and the human race occupied one of them.

The other one is even more extreme, just use it to kill all the masters of the Mozu Wuliang and above. Use the flesh to seal the passage between the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm.

Quan Feng has become the seventh layer of immortality, which is beyond their imagination.

For many years, I have never heard of a master who is not as good as the seventh layer of immortality.

No matter for the human race or the monster race, the seventh layer of immortality is a remarkable existence. Almost like a myth.

"The monster must have seriously injured him! Only if he is seriously injured, we humans may still have a chance to turn around. Otherwise..."

The old man with the sword transmitted the voice through his spiritual consciousness.

The moment of peril for the human race.

The only one who can really threaten the human race is the Immortal Seventh Floor.

And the other immortals of the Yaozu want to destroy the human race, which is far behind.

Not to mention that the formations of a few big forces are enough for them to drink a pot, there must be hidden cards in some big forces.

Yin Yang Sect has a dying ancestor.

And the Ascension Gate, didn't it mean that there are no Apocalypse masters?

The result is a late apocalypse.

Who knows if there are other sects behind.

In addition, some big forces also have secret realms.

All kinds of conditions add up, as long as the human race's fire is preserved, everything is easy to say.

Once this wind of power enters the human race, then the human race is really over.

All the cards of the Terran will be useless.

The world that a few ancestors worked so hard to conquer is really ruined.

"Even if I die, I will also hurt him. I hope..."

One of the Immortal Sound Transmission Channels.

The words are full of pathos.

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by another Immortal who was seriously injured.

"Death can't be in vain! I'm ready to blow myself up, I hope my blowup can give you a killer move!"

Seriously injured, even if he returned alive, he would not have many years to live.

It is better to use your own death to dismount the enemy if you die with a useless tone. If you succeed, it can be regarded as a better condition for your descendants.

Whoosh~

At the moment, the immortal burning blood essence quickly approached Quan Feng.

Boom~

The world shook.

The old man with the sword took the opportunity to chop off with his sword.

touch~

Jian Guang was suppressed by Quan Feng.

The human race's immortal self-destruction before only slightly changed the situation where the human race was at a disadvantage.

An immortal self-detonation instantly ignited the passion of other immortal masters.

Immediately afterwards, the other immortals who were seriously injured took the opportunity to die with Quan Feng one after another.

"This won't work! We must cooperate."

"Blowing up one by one is just fueling up. If we want to blow up, we form a group. Self-detonation also needs to cooperate with other masters!"

The edge of the wild.

The Yaozu side suddenly became quiet.

Countless monster races who wanted to cross here and enter the territory of the human race disappeared in an instant.

In the air, the crimson coffin landed on that strange mountain again.

The vitality vortex appeared on the coffin again.

The red runes gradually turned green with the influx of vitality.

da da da ~

Then there was a sound in the burial coffin. But the sound seemed to strike the whole world.

After a while, the lid of the burial coffin moved.

Then the lid of the coffin was opened.

"I never thought it would take so many lives to open the burial coffin!"

Li Mu jumped out of the burial coffin.

Stretching out his hand, the burial coffin fell into his hand.

If it weren't for these monster races to die, Li Mu would not have known that the burial coffin not only absorbs vitality, but also absorbs life.

Fate is the body, essence and blood, cultivation, sex is the soul, the heart is the soul.

Scarier than the demons.

rumbling~

The Taoism of the sky fluctuates.

Li Mu raised his eyes and stared at the distance.

"I don't know how long has passed since this retreat?"

hum~

Then there was another place where vitality fluctuated.

"So strong demon spirit? Has the master of the demon race attacked the human race?"

Li Mu frowned.

Another powerful demonic aura is coming.

"Just right, the burial coffin still needs to harvest some lives to help me evolve the rules of the world."

Whoosh~

Li Mu tore open the space and teleported outside the Yuhua Gate.

At this moment, an immortal monster clan is bombarding the Yuhua Gate.

Li Mu suddenly appeared, and the big monster froze for a moment.

"Immortal...the human race still has immortality..."

While dazed, a coffin struck.

"Sneak attack~"

Shua~

Li Mu's figure appeared beside the immortal monster clan. Countless sword nets enveloped it.

After a while, Li Mu left.

There is a cloud of dust left in the sky.

The wind blows and the dust disperses.

It's as if nothing happened.

Soon, Li Mu appeared outside the Yin Yang Sect.

At this moment, in the sky above the Yin Yang Sect, three Immortal Monster Races besieged an Immortal Human Race.

"This is the half-dead ancestor of the Yin Yang sect? It's really amazing!"

The three monster races were besieged in the mid-term, and they still did not lose the wind. Since there is no problem here, Li Mu turned and left.

Two days later, the burial coffin turned red again.

Li Mu's figure appeared outside the Yin Yang Sect again.

The battle has heated up.

The ancestor of the Yin Yang sect has been seriously injured.

The three monster races were also uncomfortable.