Chapter 3488: Heavy loss (1/2)
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When the impact of the alternating period of the Permian comes, at the end of the Permian, countless innate souls will be eliminated.
But who wants to be the one who is eliminated?
The powerful median Taoist gods of the various tribes of the Permian battlefield united against Xiao Ye. In addition to the fact that the other party hunted many brothers with the same master, the main reason was that they were afraid of Xiao Ye’s potential and the other party’s potential. , Swept directly by it.
Compared with the precarious situation now, this worry seems worth mentioning.
At this moment, the disciples of the three top innate deities of Wing God, Tai God, and Dharma God also lost their fighting intentions.
”Luo Kui, if you want to fight deadly, I will wait for the brothers and sisters, willing to accompany.”
At this moment, an icy low roar resounded.
It was a half-human half-beast, dressed in white clothes, and it was an ancient **** disciple Feng Ruoye.
Because the disciples of the major groups retreated one after another, the pressure of the 19 ancient **** disciples who came to help Xiao Ye was also greatly reduced. Feng Ruoye calmly withdrew and greeted Luo Kui.
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
At the same time, three other disciples of the ancient gods withdrew and withdrew. Peerless supernatural powers broke out, as if intertwined with storm and rain, and walked towards Luo Kui.
”you guys!”
At this moment, Luo Kui, who flew Xiao Ye to seize the moment when he was distracted again, also stopped. His body, like an endless black hole, was trembling gently, his expression green.
The remaining three top congenital spiritual disciples, the number is no more than a thousand, can't control the situation at all, obviously the general trend is gone.
When all these ancient **** disciples were killed, plus Xiao Ye, who had a lot of cards, he was in danger.
”it is good!”
”well!”
”The Permian battlefield will continue to open for tens of thousands of years. I want to see how many of your disciples of the ancient **** group can live to the end!”
Luo Kui's expression was uncertain, and finally he shook his sleeve fiercely. The chaotic **** wings stretched behind him, and he put away his third-level Zhenhao chaotic body, and even swept toward the far space.
”Brother Luo Kui is gone?”
Suddenly, many disciples of Yishen breathed a sigh of relief, and they all backed away and quickly moved away.
”Since all the disciples have been removed, let's go!”
Seeing this scene, the Taishen and Bodhidharma groups, the gods against the heaven-level median god, are even more reluctant to stay for a long time.
As for the disciples of other innate gods, like the tide, they quickly retreated and rushed towards the Permian battlefield.
”ended……”
After a fierce battle, Feng Ruoye and other ancient disciples were all wounded. Seeing this, they were relieved and did not pursue.
If Luo Kui refused to retreat and insisted on fighting again, he would eventually lose both sides, and they would also suffer heavy losses.
”It stopped the war?”
At this moment, exclamation broke out all over the Battlefield of the Permian, and all the creatures who watched the battle from afar were stunned. I never thought that this level of the world war would end in this way. .
”Xiao Ye, an ancient disciple, is astonishing!”
”In time, he will become a master!”
At the next moment, a series of awe-inspiring gazes looked into Xiao Ye's direction.
They see clearly.
If Xiao Ye was ruthless enough, he wouldn't be able to force the opponent away if he gave up his fight with Luo Kui.
laugh!
In the broken blood-red universe, Xiao Ye's figure shook gently, and could no longer hold on, and purple divine blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and the divine bodies were dimmed and his face pale as paper.