Chapter 8370: Hahahahahaha!

Ye Wuque immediately realized that these spirit creatures were just cannon fodder and had no right to know the real plan.

Amid the blood mist, Ye Wuque stood like a demon god, his eyes became extremely fascinating.

"The big plan must have been repaired. The Tianling clan must have discovered something, so they rushed into the main battlefield regardless of everything, and it should be a collective penetration!" Ye Wuque analyzed very quickly.

Shi Nie's heart core!

A trace of the original power of the Tianling ancestor!

A battle of luck!

These messages flashed through Ye Wuque's mind, and he seemed to have guessed something vaguely.

"Shi Nie's party expected that the Tianling clan would abandon everything and rush to a certain place in the main battlefield after knowing their plan, so they let many cannon fodder guard all the exits of the 18 battle zones, and then surrounded them layer by layer, slowly nibbling from the outside to the inside, like catching a turtle in a jar."

"The Tianling clan must know this, but they still rushed in. There must be some crucial reason, even if they are imprisoned! This should also be the conspiracy of Shi Nie's party!"

"Then the two sides must have been fighting madly in that part of the main battlefield now!"

"But, it should still be in time!"

Although the soul search just now did not find any key information, it let Ye Wuque know that these spirit creatures had only arrived and guarded six days ago.

In other words, this killing situation has been formed for no more than six days. If both sides are out in full force, even if the Tianling clan falls into a disadvantage, they will definitely be able to hold on!

With this in mind, Ye Wuque looked at the smoke-filled and shattered war zone ahead.

"So, now, if nothing unexpected happens, I will be the only person outside the encirclement of Shi Nie's side?"

Immediately, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, outlining a cold arc, and then closed his eyes, and the power of his mind and perception spread rapidly in all directions like mercury pouring down.

He wanted to find the breath of the spirit creatures as soon as possible and determine their position!

After about ten breaths, Ye Wuque's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened and looked towards the northwest.

"Found it! The eighth war zone!"

The next moment, Ye Wuque's figure disappeared from the original place again.

Wherever the power of perception reaches, that is where he can reach instantly.

The eighth war zone.

Here, it seems to be dead silent.

But in the void, there are many corpses, falling here bloody, both from the family and the five hundred spirits.

There are ruins everywhere, and they are full of holes. It is obvious that they had experienced a bloody battle not long ago.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is a team in the central area of ​​the eighth war zone, which belongs to Shi Nie's team.

There are about thousands of figures, but unlike the cannon fodder before, this team is undoubtedly much more elite.

There are thousands of spirit creatures, 99% of them are at the level of Qian God, and the rest are about a dozen... Two-winged Feather Gods!

This is a team led by the Feather God, guarding here, and obviously received some kind of order.

"Humph! This time, we must kill all the clansmen in one battle! Kill all of them! No one will be left alive!" A Two-winged Feather God said coldly.

"My five hundred spirits are out in full force, and the great imperial clan has also used all its strength, just to end it completely!"

"Killing all the relatives is just the first step! The ultimate goal is to destroy the damned Tianling clan!"

...

Dozens of two-winged feather gods communicated with each other. They looked in a certain direction ahead, which seemed to be a deeper war zone. Their expressions were very cold, and they were even sneered with a determination to win.

In the hands of one of the two-winged feather gods, it seemed that he was dragging a strangely shaped hexagonal compass.

The hexagonal compass faintly exuded a faint strange glow.

A two-winged feather god looked back at the surrounding Qianshen army, and continued with a sneer while doing routine inspection: "This time the higher-ups are very confident. Teams like ours have been distributed in all war zones, and all the clans have been blocked layer by layer. The next step is to slowly erode! Like boiling a frog in warm water, hey! It won't be long before the clans will cry out to the sky and the earth, and no one will come to rescue them. What's more, no matter who it is, there is no way to penetrate the layers of encirclement and kill there... huh??" The two-winged feather god who spoke up suddenly turned into a trace of astonishment in his calm voice!

Because at this moment, in a certain place in its sight, in the void, a tall and slender figure appeared at some point, and stepped towards their team silently!

The next moment, the two-winged feather god intertwined with the fascinating gaze of the figure.

The two-winged feather god was suddenly struck by lightning, and it had already seen the appearance of Ye Wuque's arrival!

"There is an enemy! The human race!!"

As soon as these words came out, all the creatures in this team turned around suddenly, their faces changed drastically.

Then, 99% of the spirit creatures saw the last scene of their lives.

A giant fist!

It just crushed over, shattered the void, and swept through the sky and the earth!

Puff!

This was the creepy roar of flesh and blood being crushed into slag, when the giant fist swept across.

Except for the dozen or so two-winged feather gods in this team, all the other dry gods were blown up in the void, and died without a burial place.

And the dozen or so two-winged feather gods were imprisoned in place one by one, their faces full of fear and despair, and they could only watch the tall and slender man approaching slowly like a nightmare.

“Search for souls!

Ye Wuque continued to launch the soul search without hesitation.

Immediately, within the next ten breaths, a series of miserable howls rang out in the void.

The heads of the fifteen two-winged feather gods were blown to pieces.

Finally, there was the last two-winged feather god left, and the hexagonal compass it was dragging immediately fell into Ye Wuque's hands.

These two-winged feather gods undoubtedly know more than those cannon fodder, but they are also limited.

The Tianling Familia clan was now surrounded in the fifteenth and sixteenth war zones.

The five hundred spirits are launching an attack desperately!

At the same time, Shi Ni's side even deployed three terrifying ancient killing formations, with nine war zones as anchor points and nine directions positioned together.

The hexagonal compass currently in charge of this team of two-winged feather gods is one of the killing formations.

Ye Wuque stroked the hexagonal compass and looked at the last two-winged feather god.

"Hahahahaha!"

"You human ant! You were chased out of the ninth-level emperor's nest like a bereaved dog! Now, what if you can show up again?"

"In the face of the general trend, what does the strength of an ant like you mean?"

"What's more! Master Suiyu, who has been chasing you all day long, is in the ninth war zone. Hey! It won't be long before Master Suiyu will find you again. This time, let's see where you go to escape! Hahahahaha !”

The last two-winged feather god cursed crazily, looking like a madman.

But its words made Ye Wuque's eyes light up slightly, and there seemed to be endless edge shining in his eyes!

"You mean, the Eight-Winged Feather God Suiyu is in the Ninth War Zone?"