Chapter 2587 Great Elder

"Xian·Mie!"

Wu Siyu's red lips parted slightly, and two characters came out of her mouth.

The figure of the goblin tribe, which had already escaped for dozens of kilometers, suddenly stopped.

Then he slowly fell to the ground, but his breath was gone!

Another immortal from the goblin tribe fell!

The remaining six immortals from the goblin tribe were nervous.

Although there were only two people left from the human race, their methods were more bizarre than each other.

Luo Daoyi was a player with invincible defense.

I couldn't even hit him.

And this Wu Siyu, who was like a demon god descended, killed a true immortal from the goblin tribe with just two characters. Who could stand this!

The immortals from the goblin tribe suddenly felt that perhaps they were not in the same league at all.

And there was also an assassin immortal from the human race wandering around, who knew when he would appear and suddenly give them two knives! The immortals from the goblin tribe felt that their future was bleak.

This was the rhythm of being crushed by others in minutes!

"Fang Yue..."

Wu Siyu looked up at the sky, and the silver light in her pupils gradually dissipated.

There was a hint of worry in her eyes!

I wonder how Fang Yue's battle with Song Changfeng is going now!

Above the sky.

A figure returned.

The man was Song Changfeng, the patriarch of the goblin tribe.

There was blood at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement.

Fang Yue's figure had disappeared, as if all traces of his existence had been wiped out from the world.

"Lost?!"

Luo Daoyi widened his eyes and couldn't help but say.

"How is it possible! How could Fang Yue lose?"

Luo Daoyi was full of disbelief.

However, when the two fought, Song Changfeng returned safely, but Fang Yue disappeared without a trace, which already explained the final result!

"If Fang Yue has any mishap, I will let everyone in this world be buried with Fang Yue!"

In Wu Siyu's eyes, the silver light gathered again!

Her murderous intent was endless, and Luo Daoyi, who was standing beside her, felt a sharp pain like a knife cutting!

Wu Siyu seemed to be a Shura woman who came to the world.

This side of her was something Luo Daoyi had never seen before!

"Welcome the clan leader back!"

Seeing Song Changfeng return safely, the true immortals of the goblin tribe were relieved immediately.

Their clan leader was a strong man at the level of the spiritual fairyland. Even the evil Luo Daoyi and Wu Siyu were definitely not their clan leader's opponents!

"No! Song Changfeng's condition is a little wrong!"

Luo Daoyi looked at Song Changfeng's pupils.

Song Changfeng's pupils were scattered and lifeless, not like he had just returned victorious.

Wu Siyu obviously noticed this change.

Fang Yue's voice also rang in their ears.

"If this great elder returns, you should run quickly! There must be something fishy in the goblin tribe! Don't be careless!"

Fang Yue's voice was ethereal.

Luo Daoyi and Wu Siyu were relieved.

Fang Yue is definitely fine, and although Song Changfeng is still standing in front of everyone, it seems that he is in danger now!

With a bang.

The body of the Bashen fell from the sky, and at this moment, the Bashen has been beaten back to its original form.

The Bashen's body, which is a hundred feet long, fell to the ground with a bang, shaking the earth and mountains, and dust flew everywhere.

The Little Thunder King, who had never had any sense of existence before, appeared quietly beside the Bashen at this time, and several drops of true fairyland-level spiritual liquid in his hand fell into the body of the Bashen.

The wounds on the Bashen's body healed one by one.

But in the air, the great elder of the goblin tribe also returned!

The great elder's eyes were cold, and he looked down at Luo Daoyi, Wu Siyu and others!

"Healing? Is it useful?"

The great elder returned unscathed, and his figure, which was originally a little hunched, became straight at this moment!

"Run!"

Fang Yue's voice exploded in the ears of Luo Daoyi, Wu Siyu and the little Thunder King.

Little Thunder King crushed a paper talisman without hesitation. This was the space transmission talisman that Fang Yue secretly gave him when he came.

The talisman was broken, and Little Thunder King and Bashe appeared in a wasteland hundreds of kilometers away.

Luo Daoyi and Wu Siyu did not hesitate at all and escaped as fast as possible.

Since Fang Yue asked them to do this, he must have his own ideas and deep meanings!

"Huh? Escaped?"

The elder saw Wu Siyu and Luo Daoyi disappear, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you think you can run away?"

The elder opened his five fingers, and a vortex seemed to form in his palm.

The vortex slowly rolled up, and great tension appeared.

The surrounding space surged, trying to sweep Luo Daoyi, Wu Siyu and others in!

In this vortex, it seemed as if the world was collapsing.

"Grand Elder!"

Silently, Song Changfeng appeared beside the elder.

"Hmm?"

The elder frowned slightly. He also felt that something was wrong with Song Changfeng.

Death aura!

The death aura on Song Changfeng was too strong. He didn't look like a living person at all!

"Elder, see you in the next life!"

Song Changfeng's body exploded!

Self-explosion!

Song Changfeng, the patriarch of the goblin tribe and a strong man at the level of the spiritual fairyland, actually self-exploded!

His body exploded, and the surrounding spiritual energy dissipated.

The earth shook, and the sun and the moon lost their light.

The whole world was torn apart.

Countless space cracks appeared.

One by one, the goblin tribe members were swallowed up in them.

"Ah!"

"No!"

"Help!"

Shrill cries echoed in the wind.

The goblin tribes within a hundred miles were reduced to ashes in the self-explosion of their tribe leader Song Changfeng.

This was the self-explosion of a powerful person in the spiritual fairyland, which was extremely tragic.

Even if it was described as destroying the world, it would not be an exaggeration.

The surrounding void collapsed, and all things and sentient beings returned to silence.

Hundreds of kilometers away, Fang Yue had already stood with Luo Daoyi and Wu Siyu.

They stood side by side.

Fang Yue's face showed a look of regret.

"What a pity for the wealth of the goblin tribe!"

Luo Qing walked out of the explosion of the goblin tribe with a dusty face. He had a bad feeling the moment Luo Daoyi and Wu Siyu retreated. He retreated in a hurry, but still fell to the edge of the radiation range of the self-explosion.

In the end, he was blown to pieces, which was very embarrassing.

Originally, Luo Qing was lucky to have escaped.

When he heard Fang Yue's words, he was completely petrified, and he felt bad all over!

How greedy is Fang Yue?

The entire goblin tribe has been razed to the ground by him.

He was still not satisfied in his heart, and wanted to plunder all the wealth of this tribe!

"Fang Yue, this kind of slaughter of a tribe is too tragic and brutal, and it may cause dissatisfaction among all the tribes! You should come up with a strategy to deal with it as soon as possible!"

Bashe has recovered from his injuries at this moment.

Although there is still a gap between him and the great elder of the goblin tribe, the gap is not so obvious.

The great elder of the goblin tribe has rich combat experience and a high realm, but the blood level of the goblin tribe is there. The fifth grade of the yellow level is slightly higher than that of the human race, but it is also extremely limited, far from being comparable to Bashe's bloodline that is almost heavenly!

Moreover, the body of a divine beast, the innate magical powers!

This magical power transcends the realm, and the great elder of the goblin tribe is also restrained and difficult to contend with.

Bashe looked at Fang Yue as if he was looking at a monster.

This Fang Yue is too damn scary.

He came to the goblin tribe just to talk to the goblin tribe.

In the end, they didn't talk for a few words.

The entire goblin tribe was talked out.

Although the goblin tribe is not strong!

But Fang Yue's murderous nature of exterminating a tribe is a bit too big!

"What are you preparing for? If anyone is not convinced, just come to me! And there is something fishy about the goblin tribe. Even if they are exterminated, they deserve it and don't deserve pity!"

There is a bit of coldness and determination in Fang Yue's tone!

Bashe frowned slightly.

"What do you mean by this?"

"Fang Yue means that the goblin tribe is no longer the goblin tribe you imagined! The spirits of the people of this tribe have been corrupted by the shadow demon!"

Wu Siyu said coldly.

"Don't you find that the goblin tribe is a little too arrogant? There are only two strong men at the level of spiritual fairyland, and more than ten earth spirit tribesmen at the level of true fairyland are here to provoke the human race. Where do they get the courage?"

Fang Yue raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth

Bashe was slightly stunned, and then pursed his lips and thought.

The goblin tribe is indeed a little arrogant, and it is not normal.

"Could it be that there are other tribes behind the goblin tribe?"

Little Thunder King guessed.

"Which tribe? The demon tribe or other tribes?"

Fang Yue's mouth showed a cold smile.

Little Thunder King felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"It seems not! If the goblin tribe really has a background, if we force it to come here like this, the goblin tribe will definitely ask for help from the forces behind it."

Little Thunder King instantly denied his idea!

He immediately realized that this matter might not be that simple.

"Fang Yue, you guys are really cruel! Although my goblin tribe has some mistakes, it won't lead to the extinction of the tribe!"

The goblin tribe's great elder slowly walked out from the depths of the tribe.

His face was dark, like ink.

Fang Yue looked at him.

I didn't expect that the goblin tribe's great elder's vitality was so tenacious. Song Changfeng blew himself up beside him, but I didn't expect that this guy could still survive tenaciously!

The goblin tribe's great elder's steps were already somewhat frivolous.

Obviously, although he survived Song Changfeng's self-explosion, it was not all for nothing.

The goblin tribe's great elder's vitality was disappearing rapidly.

Fang Yue looked at the goblin tribe's great elder calmly, and the goblin tribe's great elder also looked at Fang Yue calmly.

"It's already this time, doesn't the Great Elder have any last words to say?"

"All of you lowly humans will die a miserable death! You destroyed my goblin tribe, and other tribes will be in danger, and the already difficult situation of the human race will be made worse!"

The Great Elder of the Goblin tribe stared at Fang Yue.

The low curse echoed in the air.