Chapter 8376: You Saved Me Yesterday, I Will Save You Today

Then, Ye Wuque turned his eyes and looked condescendingly at the four six-winged feather gods of the spiritual tribe below!

The four Six-Winged Feather Gods of the Spirit Tribe were already trembling with fear and despair on their faces!

"Lord Yuan Yi is dead!!"

"Lord Yuan Yi has fallen!!"

"No!!"

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Soon the Eldar army discovered this cruel fact!

Lord Yi of the Eight-Winged Feather God Yuan was defeated!

No bones left!

"That human race!!"

"It's that human race!"

And Ye Wuque, who had done all this, was instantly recognized, and countless spirit tribes looked at him with infinite fear in their eyes!

Bang bang bang!

Below, the four six-winged feather gods of the Spirit Tribe were also killed at this moment, and it was Zhang Zhongwen who took action!

The eight-winged feathered god killing the six-winged feathered god is really like crushing an ant to death.

Immediately, Zhang Zhongwen rushed up to the sky and came to Meng Ruhai, who was still stunned!

"Lao Meng, are you okay??"

Zhang Zhongwen asked, which made Meng Ruhai wake up, but his face was still full of shock and disbelief!

"Master Ye! After coming out of the Supreme River, the strength has been completely transformed, which is beyond our ability to predict! Killing an eight-winged feathered god like you or me is like killing a chicken!!" Zhang Zhong said concisely and concisely.

Meng Ruhai's face flushed with excitement!

He realized that Master Ye's appearance, with such strength, was definitely an invincible fighting force that exceeded Shi Ni's expectations in the entire war!

"quick!"

"Everyone join the big team!"

"Follow Mr. Ye and continue killing!!"

Meng Ruhai and Zhang Zhongwen commanded all the Spirit Clan armies together!

Meng Ruhai's team had only tens of thousands left out of the hundreds of thousands, and almost everyone was covered in blood. However, they were not afraid of death and had a killing intent, and they merged directly into Zhang Zhongwen's team.

And the remaining Eldar army...

In front of Ye Wuque, they were really just a bunch of ants.

Boom!

Click!

Accompanied by earth-shattering roars!

Millions of Eldar armies were wailing all over the place, and corpses were strewn across the land.

The strong smell of blood filled the air, dyeing the void in this area red!

Soon, this group of spirit tribe armies were slaughtered.

Ye Wuque kept running, leading the army of dependents that had grown in size, and continued to fight forward with rising momentum!

The eleventh war zone!

Station 12!

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With the addition of Ye Wuque, it was a devastating massacre.

Whenever he encounters a new Spirit Tribe army, his first target is the Spirit Tribe’s Eight-Winged Feather God!

As the saying goes, to shoot a man first, shoot a horse; to capture a thief, capture the king first!

Capturing the enemy's commander first will have an unparalleled blow to the enemy's morale!

Less than half an hour.

Ye Wuque has personally suppressed more than a dozen Eight-Winged Feather Gods!

All dead without a complete body!

Similarly, the number of clan leaders rescued by Ye Wuque now reached more than a dozen.

And the number of the Familia army has reached millions!

The closer they get to the 16th War Zone, the more cruel and crazy the fighting becomes.

boom! !

The void shook and the dragon roared.

The giant dragon of thunder and fire burned the void, and then pounced on countless Eldar armies, showing complete destruction.

The Thirteenth War Zone.

The fighting here is unprecedentedly brutal.

The entire Thirteenth War Zone was flooded by the armies of both sides, and rivers of blood flowed like a Shura field.

At this time, the number of Eight-Winged Feather Gods on the side of the Spirit Clan has gained an absolute advantage!

It’s no longer one-on-one, but at least three-on-one!

Three eight-winged feather gods from the spirit clan surrounded and killed an eight-winged feather god from the family clan!

In this situation of unrelenting fighting, it is destined that the Eight-Winged Feather God of the Familia will be slowly worn to death.

"Dream come true!"

"Today is the day you die!! Hahahaha!"

Above the void, a ferocious shout sounded.

This is an eight-winged feather god from the Spirit Clan. It is covered in blood and looks seriously injured, but its eyes are fixed on the back of an old figure who is being surrounded!

Dream come true patriarch!

At this time, Patriarch Yuanmeng looked extremely embarrassed, covered in blood, his brows were shining, and he was holding a long knife tightly in his hand, but his face had turned pale!

With three against one, even though the Yuan Meng clan leader is a strong one among the Eight-Winged Feather Gods, and has even improved in strength, it is still too difficult!

But at this time, the Yuan Meng clan leader smiled coldly and remained stern.

"Maybe I will die in this battle, but I will randomly choose one of you to go on the road with me!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

The patriarch of the Yuanmeng clan is very passionate, with a kind of contempt.

As soon as these words came out, the three Eight-Winged Feather Gods all changed their expressions slightly, but then they all sneered again.

"Dream come true! Don't say such words again! This battle is the ultimate battle! It is the final decisive battle!"

"Although you and I are both at the level of the Eight-Winged Feather God, we are still nothing in this decisive battle!"

"So what if I die?"

"The important thing is that you...are destined to die!!"

The three eight-winged feather gods of the spiritual tribe are boiling with murderous intent!

"Then come on!"

"Let's see who dies first!!" Patriarch Yuan Meng let out a long laugh and then his whole body seemed to be sublimated to the extreme. The mark between his eyebrows flashed, and the long sword in his hand once again bloomed with ferocious and unparalleled sword intent!

The bright sword light swept across the nine days!

The will to die has already appeared in the eyes of the Yuan Meng clan leader!

He has decided to kill as many of the three eight-winged feather gods of the spirit race as possible, using up his last bit of strength and shedding his last drop of blood!

"Kill!"

The three eight-winged feather gods of the spirit race burst out at the same time, their divine power boiling, covering the sky and the sun!

The power to shatter the great void turned into all kinds of killing magic, spanning the sun and the moon, overwhelming and unstoppable!

The sword light of the Dream Leader was extremely strong!

He exchanged injuries for injuries, and split the magic light with desperate efforts, and fiercely chopped off an eight-winged feather god of the spirit race!

Puff!

The sword light was boiling, and the eight-winged feather god of the spirit race who was chopped screamed in pain and was chopped away!

The Dream Leader was also struck by lightning, half of his body was shattered, staggered backwards, and finally coughed up blood, his face was pale.

He felt the emptiness and weakness in his body, and his strength was already fading.

"Dream come true!"

An eight-winged feathered god of the spirit race roared with a kind of torture pleasure, and smashed the purple-gold hammer in his hand fiercely, with surging divine power, and the void was broken!

The dream-fulfilling clan leader knew that he was going to die!

But his eyes were fierce, and he was about to self-destruct! !

"Die!!!"

Crack! !

At this critical moment!

The head of the eight-winged feathered god of the spirit race suddenly disappeared!

Its body froze in place!

Because its entire head had been completely slapped into its chest by a big hand!

And then it exploded with a bang!

The purple-gold hammer flew out horizontally, as if wailing!

The panting dream-fulfilling clan leader was stunned!

Through the thick blood mist and flying flesh and blood, his already somewhat blurred vision vaguely saw a tall and slender figure!

So close!

Seemed familiar.

The Dream Maker clan leader shook his head subconsciously to make his vision clear again. The next moment, he saw everything clearly, and then his eyes widened with disbelief!

"Master Ye...?"

At this moment!

Ye Wuque stood in the air, his left hand holding a Spirit Clan Eight-Winged Feather God, which were the two remaining opponents of the Dream Maker clan leader.

Crack!

The remaining two Spirit Clan Eight-Winged Feather Gods were also crushed and died.

Facing the stunned and unbelievable Dream Maker clan leader, Ye Wuque showed a faint smile.

The Dream Maker clan leader even saw that behind Ye Wuque, there were dozens of familiar old faces, and his old comrades were also rushing over with excitement!

"Zhang Zhongwen, Meng Ruhai, Tie Kui, Gao Sheng... You, you... are all alive..." The Dream Maker clan leader was so excited that he trembled all over and couldn't help but burst into tears!

"Master Yuanmeng, thank you for your hard work."

Ye Wuque nodded to Master Yuanmeng, then took a step forward, passed Master Yuanmeng, and continued to kill forward.

"Mr. Ye! No! Master Ye!!" Master Yuanmeng turned around with difficulty, wanting to continue looking at Ye Wuque, but he couldn't do it at all. He was exhausted and could hardly stand at this moment.

"Brother Yuanmeng!"

"Brother!"

...

Fortunately, at this time, Zhang Zhongwen and dozens of other eight-winged feather gods had rushed over and quickly supported Master Yuanmeng.

"I, I am not dreaming, am I? Master Ye, he, he..." Master Yuanmeng still couldn't believe it!

"Brother Yuanmeng! You are not dreaming! Master Ye not only saved you, but all of us were saved by Master Ye!"

"In the main battlefield, Ye Wuque is now invincible!" Zhang Zhongwen still spoke in an excited tone.

The pale face of Master Yuanmeng suddenly regained a touch of rosy!

"Okay, okay!"

He was incoherent, full of endless gratitude to Ye Wuque!

Ye Wuque, who continued to kill forward, could naturally sense the situation of the Yuanmeng clan leader at this time, but he did not look back, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

You saved me yesterday!

I will save you today!

It should be so!

Because, this is...comrade-in-arms!

The bright eyes looked forward and became cold again!

Ye Wuque's murderous intent rose in his heart, and he knew that it was far from time for him to stop!

Take another step forward!

Across the endless distance.

In front, the earth-shaking sound of fighting came, cruel and bloody.

Ye Wuque's hair was agitated, like a blood-colored war god on patrol, his eyes were sharp, like the light of the sky, illuminating the world!

"Kill!!"