The turbid fog that fell outside the Jue Abyss fluctuated violently. Pan Xi rushed out with fireworks all over his body, holding the unpopular Yemotu in his hand. This time, the aliens participated in the life-and-death bet, and the more than 10,000 Yu nobles who entered the Pan Xi world, were left at this moment.

If it weren't for the moment when Yemoya was killed, Yemoya snatched the talisman used by Yemoya to command Pan Xi and used secret techniques to call Pan Xi back to save his life, Yemoya would have been either killed by the fire thunder of the Manman or blown to ashes by the city-destroying cannon.

"Die...Die!" As soon as he saw the clear sky in Panxi's world, Yemotu screamed like a madman: "Die, all are dead... Yemotu is dead, which is a good thing, but so many people are dead..."

"I'm the only one left, damn it, I'm the only one left. Could it be that I'm going to take the blame alone?" Yemotuo's face wrinkled into a ball, with more than ten thousand Yu nobles, all with strong backgrounds and amazing family power.

It would be fine if he could escape a few more people. Now only Yemotuo escaped from birth. What would those people in charge of the Yu clan think? The Yu clan is treacherous and suspicious. If everyone thinks that Yemotuo designed to kill these people, then he will be in trouble in the future.

Accompanied by the violent coughing, more than a dozen shattered armored kings of the Ga tribe rushed out. They were spitting blood and gasping deeply. The strange-colored poisonous gas kept spraying out from their mouths, and Yu Mu's voodoo invaded their bodies, making the blood clots they spit out become colorful and hideous.

Then one after another, the war kings of the Ga clan who had the strength of the Witch Emperor rushed out of the Falling Jueyuan.

Yemotuo was dazed in a daze, ten, hundreds... The war kings of the Ga clan who finally escaped from the fallen Abyss were only 677 people. The elites of the Ga clan were only left.

"This responsibility should have been taken by Yamoya!" Yamota looked at these embarrassed elites in the Ga tribe without tears, and his body shivered uncontrollably. The million elites of the Ga tribe. The whole million elite soldiers armed to their teeth were only left to escape.

Think about the anger of the family to which these Jia warriors belong! Yemotuo now wants to order Pan Xi, let her slap herself cleanly and neatly. He loses millions of Jia elites in one battle. He really can't bear the blame, and the family behind him can't bear it either.

The sound of low footsteps sounded. Chiyou, who was burning with black flames, walked out strode, followed by thousands of Chiyou soldiers. These soldiers were weak in aura and were obviously not seriously injured, but they were five or six thousand people. Compared with the battle losses of the elite Ga clan, the little loss of the Chiyou Legion could almost be ignored.

"Chiyou! Why are there so many people living under your command?" Yemotuo widened his eyes in disbelief and looked at Chiyou in a daze.

Chi You glanced at Yemotuo coldly and explained a few words deeply.

When the city-destroying giant cannon attacked the first time, the soldiers of Chiyou Legion fought bloody battles with human warriors on the city wall built by Ji Hao. Therefore, the soldiers of Chiyou Legion were far away from Yemotuo and the others, and were more than a hundred miles away from the city-destroying giant cannon.

When the city-destroying cannon destroyed itself, Chiyou burned his essence and blood and sacrificed his life to force He Bo to retreat, using the Void Shield to protect the warriors of Chiyou's army, and then rescued about half of his subordinates from the terrifying black light tide that swept everything.

Yemotuo looked at Chiyou with tears in his eyes.

The sound of breaking through the air came from afar, and dozens of Xiu tribes who escaped first rushed back carefully. They looked at Yemotu and the people around him in horror. An old Xiu tribe screamed: "Mr. Yemotu, are there only... so many people?"

Yemotuo looked over tremblingly, and said weakly in a crying voice: "It's... that's just a few people. This, this. Yemosu is the commander of this life-and-death bet. He, he is... me. It has nothing to do with me... I, I never agree with entering the fallen Jueyuan."

Chi You stomped his feet heavily, and he shouted sternly: "Mr. Yemotuo, don't think about shirking responsibility first. Think about how to complete this life-and-death bet. If we just go back in such a mess and lose this bet, think about the consequences."

Chi You's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said in a low voice: "The loss of millions of elites. Dear Lord Yemotuo. The loss of millions of elites! Haha, even in the last battle of Akasaka Mountain, several big families were ambushed by humans in Evil Dragon Bay, and the losses were not so heavy."

Yemotuo looked at Chiyou in a daze. He suddenly drew out his sword in despair and slashed his neck with a sword.

The sword edge was still an inch away from the neck, and Chiyou grabbed Yemotuo's hand. Yemotuo, who had not made up his mind to commit suicide, did not use much strength in his hands. When Chiyou stopped him, he threw down his sword and cried loudly.

"Mr. Yemotuo, crying is useless. Let's plan carefully to see how to complete this bet battle." Chi You narrowed his eyes, and a deep blood light flashed through his eyes, and then he looked at Pan Xi deeply: "Actually, we still have a chance."

Yemotuo's crying voice disappeared, and he looked at Chiyou curiously: "Opportunity? What opportunity? Even if you win, I..."

Chi You said lightly: "If we win the bet battle, then all the blame will be Lord Yemoya, or any other adult who died in battle, can let them bear the blame for this loss. As long as we can win in the end, all the credit will be yours."

Yemotuo's face changed rapidly. He looked at Chiyou and laughed with a hint of flattery.

Falling in Jueyuan, Si Wenming and others fell to the ground with all their strength, lying on the ground with sweat all over, unable to move. Five Xuanwu chariots were suspended in front of them. The originally mighty and thick Xuanwu chariots had become ragged, and countless cracks and gaps were broken on the turtle shell.

Ao Li and Feng Qin fell to the ground with soft heart, squirting blood in big mouths. The Ten Thousand Dragon Sea Covering Formation and the Phoenix Sky Burning Formation were completely destroyed by the self-destruction of the city-destruction cannon. The two of them were seriously injured by the backlash of the formation and were also lying on the ground and unable to move.

The originally tall and majestic three-level city wall disappeared, and the entire city wall was qi-shaped, leaving no trace of its existence.

The city suffered heavy losses, and hundreds of millions of indigenous people were crushed to pieces by the pressure brought by the black light tide. It was fine if the human elites who participated in the gambling war. They all joined forces with Si Wenming to resist the terrible lethality of the giant cannon self-destruction. Countless people fell to the ground with exhaustion, but the casualties were not very large.

Ji Hao turned into a golden light and flew back. Looking at Si Wenming and others who were lying on the ground and unable to move, he shouted loudly: "Get up and fight back! Kill all the alien races!" (To be continued.)

ps: There are three more chapters, and I will release it in the afternoon.

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