Chapter 3727 Retreat

"Crack!"

The void was like a fragile piece of thin paper, torn apart, and those cracks were like spider webs, densely spreading towards the distance.

Even though the palm had not fallen yet, the ground of the narrow sky had already shaken violently, and faintly, cracks began to appear.

"Xuntian Dazun? Since you are here, you don't have to leave."

A hoarse voice came from the opposite side of the clan boundary mountain.

Although the distance was very far, as the voice fell, a figure shrouded in black mist passed by everyone and appeared above the heads of Su Han and others.

That huge palm was sent out by it!

"Master Qianmo, it is Master Qianmo, haha!"

"Welcome Master Qianmo to come out of retreat!"

"Kill the Great Master of the Human Race and bring glory to our demon race!"

This ancient demon named 'Qianmo' caused a sensation in the demon race the moment he appeared, and it was obvious that he had a very high status.

And Song Tiegong and others changed their faces!

It was not because the opponent was an ancient demon, but because there were three strong blood energies wrapped around the body of the thousand demons!

Three blood ancient demons!

"Not good!"

The Nine Swords Ancient God gritted his teeth and rushed towards Su Han and others.

But the wolf clan ancient demon was laughing strangely, and his figure suddenly jumped and blocked in front of the Nine Swords Ancient God. No matter how the Nine Swords Ancient God attacked, he did not dodge, but resisted.

"Get out!!!"

The Nine Swords Ancient God shouted, and nine sword beams opened across the sky and chopped down at the wolf spoon.

He attacked furiously, and even the wolf spoon did not dare to be careless. A strong blood aura emerged from his body, turning into a huge armor that wrapped his whole body.

"Boom boom boom..."

The sword beams fell one after another, and the wolf spoon resisted.

When the ninth sword beam disappeared, the blood-red armor on the wolf spoon was completely shattered, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and there was a huge wound on his body.

"As expected of the Nine Swords Ancient God who is famous for his attacks!"

Lang Shao's expression was gloomy. He waved his hand, and immediately endless blood and energy were plundered from the void. The wounds on his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking at Su Han and others, when the Nine Swords Ancient God attacked Lang Shao, the palm had already fallen.

The speed was very fast and the power was amazing. Qian Mo obviously did not take it lightly. As soon as he appeared, he attacked with all his strength.

Everyone changed color, only Su Han's eyes flickered, not looking at the palm, but looking at the Holy Sea.

"Is it going to be exposed now?" He sighed in his heart.

But just when he was about to attack, a raging flame suddenly covered the sky!

The temperature of this flame was so high that it was simply indescribable. Wherever it passed, all the void made a hissing sound, and then turned into nothingness and was quickly evaporated!

"Hmm?"

Qian Mo raised his head and sneered: "Chi Yan, can you stop me with just you?"

"What about me?!"

A cold shout came from the other side of the flame.

Following the sound, there was a thousand miles of ice!

It was visible to the naked eye that a snow-white layer of ice quickly extended without any water mist!

Almost in an instant, it arrived with the flame and slammed hard on the big hand of Qianmo.

"Boom!!!"

The terrifying roar made the ears of countless people with a little cultivation in the two clans congested.

But the injury was not serious. What they were most concerned about was the battle between the three ancient gods!

"Wow!"

The flames were endless, and a figure wrapped in fiery red emerged.

It was the Red Flame Ancient God!

And in the cold ice opposite, there was a huge figure flashing.

This figure, from a distance, seemed to be integrated into the entire ice layer. The thousand-mile ice layer completely became a huge piece of glass. The size of the ice layer was as big as the figure!

The Cold Saint Ancient God!

"Bang!"

The sound of explosion was heard, and the two ancient gods attacked at the same time, with ice and fire in the sky. Even the Thousand Demons Ancient Demon, who was one level higher than them, couldn't help but retreat a few steps, with anger in his eyes.

"You go first!"

The Red Flame Ancient God looked at Su Han: "You shouldn't come here."

"I should come." Su Han looked up.

The Red Flame Ancient God frowned, and then looked at the tens of thousands of blood souls in the battlefield, and his expression eased a little.

"You should come, but you shouldn't come."

Su Han didn't argue anymore, and stood on the Jin Ling silk under the protection of Song Tiegong and others.

Wenren Nonghan and Kong Xuan had already come up, and Qi Yu's divine thoughts urged the Jin Ling silk to go away quickly and disappear in the blink of an eye.

The battlefield was getting farther and farther away, and finally turned into a small black dot. Only the roar of the five ancient gods fighting was still coming.

"Hoo...Hoo..."

On the Jinling Silk, except for Su Han and Song Tiegong, everyone else, including Qi Yu, a two-star Heavenly God, was breathing heavily.

From the time they landed on the battlefield to the time they retreated, it took less than half an hour in total.

But because of their arrival, the war intensified rapidly, and the number of deaths in the two tribes increased rapidly.

In the end, a three-blood ancient demon and two two-star ancient gods were involved.

Only by truly integrating into the battlefield can you realize how tragic and tragic it is.

Any war is paved with life and blood, and no matter success or failure, it will be recorded in the long river of history.

The strong bloody smell, the endless corpses, and the blood flowing like a river, still linger in everyone's mind.

Su Han himself came up from Longwu Continent step by step. He has experienced countless such things, especially the invasion of the extraterritorial demons.

Therefore, he himself did not feel anything, but had long been accustomed to it.

But others were different.

As the chief of the Zhenyu Guard, Song Tiegong had experienced many wars. Although there was no such a big scene, he could accept it.

And people like Wenren Nonghan and Kong Falcon, although they have lived for more than 100,000 years, to put it bluntly, they are just flowers in a greenhouse.

Not only them, but also the four great stars and the nine great gods and spirits are like this!

They have seen people being killed, and they have killed people or beasts with their own hands, but have they ever seen such a big scene?

In an instant, countless people died, including those in the God Realm and even the Mysterious God Realm. This simply subverted their outlook on life!

As a result, after they left the battlefield, they were not only breathing heavily, but also pale and their eyes were a little dull.

The previous scenes kept echoing in their minds. If they were not careful, they might not be able to come back.

What they experienced today was definitely the most life-threatening thing in their lives until now!

"Aren't you afraid?"

A voice came, it was Song Tiegong who was speaking.

Su Han looked at him and smiled slightly: "What are you afraid of?"