Only some Xuantian treasures were not affected and continued to hang in the air. Under this eccentric sound of the demon, cultivators below the Mahayana realm wilted instantly, and died of blood from the five holes.

The Mahayana realm practitioners below the extreme level of Mahayana lost their minds and were shaking in an instant under this terrifying demon sound of the soul, and under the control of the demon sound of the soul, subconsciously picked up the magic weapon in their hands and smashed it violently towards their heads.

Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack…

Countless cultivators died under this blow, including their Nascent Soul, and all died of self-harm.

The next moment, the broken limbs and body were broken, accompanied by bright red blood stains, which continued to sprinkle on the ground, dyeing the ground red, and the strong smell of blood spread, dyeing the ground red and dyeing it a blood curtain.

Even the cultivator at the extreme level of Mahayana, under the sound of the demonic soul, a shocking pain came from his divine thoughts, as if someone was throwing a chisel towards their heads.

However, these Mahayana extreme cultivators are not vegetarians. They can cultivate to this level at the moment, and they almost fought from the sea of ​​corpses and blood. They have rich experience in fighting skills. But the next moment, they all prepared their plans and used their divine thoughts to block the soul-stirring sound behind their heads.

The next moment, they roared and various magical powers were used from their palms. The powerful magical powers, with huge pressure, condensed into this place one after another, and slammed the Bi Fang ancestor on the opposite side fiercely.

"Hmph! He dares to resist until his death is about to come. Let me die for this ancestor!" Bi Fang ancestor snorted coldly.

The pressure from the busy light of the halberd suddenly slashed at their attacks.

Boom boom boom boom...

The powerful waves of air swept backwards one after another.

Under this powerful wave of air, even the ecstasy sound in the air was briefly dispersed.

The cultivators trapped by the demonic sound of the soul immediately returned to Qingming Festival.

The next moment, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one-time thunder, and so on, one after another, roared towards Bi Fang's ancestor.

Among them, those true spirits have the most powerful attacks, and various innate magical powers have swept up huge storms. Wherever they pass, there are thunderous sounds of thunder and thunder, as if they can't bear this huge pressure, and they are domineeringly storming towards Bi Fang's ancestor.

Even the strong men from the Demon Realm have taken action at this time.

Various rare magical powers burst out one after another from their hands, and fiercely rushed towards the ancestor Bi Fang.

"Hmph!" Seeing this scene, Old Ancestor Bi Fang snorted coldly.

With a wave of his right hand, he saw the pink cloud brocade that had been floating under his feet, flashing in a flash. The next moment, it turned into a barrier covering the sky, blocking the front of these true spirits and the powerful people in the demon world. The world was divided into two halves.

Boom boom boom boom...

The next moment, the attacks of these true spirits and powerful people in the demon world hit the pink cloud brocade, rippling in circles and rolling backwards towards the surroundings one after another.

Without the True Spirit and the strong men in the Demon Realm, the pressure on the ancestor Bi Fang was greatly reduced in an instant, and he looked at the remaining top 100 races and the powerful people of the wandering cultivators with murderous aura.

"A group of ants, you can all die now!" Old Ancestor Bi Fang said coldly.

Whoosh!

The body shook, and the next moment, instead of retreating, he rushed towards these powerful people from the hundreds of clans in the spiritual world and these scattered cultivators with a strong wave of air.

"Do it all for this ancestor!" Bi Fang's ancestor roared angrily.

The short halberd in his hand suddenly waved. Under the infusion of his cultivation level that was comparable to the realm of tribulation, the Xuantian treasure in his hand burst out with a huge light, and he tyrannically killed the magic weapons and magical powers that came from the air.

Crack Crack Crack Crack!!!

The sound of magic weapons being destroyed and the sound of magical powers being destroyed by domineering powers sounded, and all of them were destroyed under the explosion of the ancestor Bi Fang.

Chih!

The next moment, the short halberd in the hand of Old Ancestor Bi Fang waved again.

One after another, in a row, more than twenty terrifying rays of light had been cut out, and they were overwhelmingly slashing at the strong men of the top 100 races and wandering cultivators.

"Ah! Don't kill me..."

"I am a member of the Sea Clan. You are so old that you dare to touch me! Our Sea Clan hasn't played with you!"

"Bi Fang Old Dog! You and Mei Fang Old Dog are waiting for us. My Canaan Holy Clan swore that when our ancestors come, they will definitely kill you two old dogs and let you two old dogs die without a place to bury!"

...

The cultivators of the top 100 races around them roared with ferocious expressions.

But what greeted them was the ruthless bombardment of the ancestor Bi Fang.

With the joint efforts of the ancestor Bi Fang and the ancestor Mu Fang, plus the borrowing of milky white statues and the power of the divine beads, no one could stop them even if the ancestor-level figures were not released.

I saw countless cultivators in the air at every moment, with broken flesh and blood, corpses, etc. falling from the air one after another. With the rush of the ancestor Bi Fang, he was killed domineeringly.

The entire air completely evolved into a unilateral massacre.

As for those intermediate races and weak races, as well as those top forces, under the whirlpool of the sea of ​​destruction transformed by the Ancestral God’s Eye, the same is true. Anyone who encounters the whirlpool of the sea of ​​destruction transformed by the Ancestral God’s Eye will only end up dead, without any accidents and will be directly burned to ashes.

For a time, the ruins of the Divine City completely evolved into a massacre site, and countless cultivators were killed. As time delayed, more and more cultivators were killed.

Only these true spirits and the strong men in the demon world were blocked by the pink Yunjin.

I don’t know if it was intentional, but these true spirit races and the powerful men from the demon world didn’t use any force, and just lazily bombarded the pink Yunjin, while looking at the battle in the air opposite.

Otherwise, with the ability of these people, even if the pink cloud brocade is an innate mysterious treasure, under their union, there will be no second possibility.

Under the ground.

Zhang Xiaohao and Qiye Demon Ancestor were drinking wine while looking at the scenery in the sky.

"It seems that the two juniors, Bi Fang and Mu Fang, are not stupid. They know how to treat these true spirit races and separate the strong men from the demon world. Otherwise, with the strength of these true spirits and demon world powers, what the result of this battle will look like!" The Seven Night Demon Ancestor lazily exhaled a breath of smoke and said.
Chapter completed!