The moment tens of thousands of powerful men from the Evil Eye Palace appeared, people knew that the war between the Era Palace and the Evil Eye Palace was about to begin.

This battle may be very dangerous, but people still can't bear their curiosity and wait.

After all, many of them rushed to Futian City just to witness this battle.

The three major forces, the Evil Eye Palace, the Futian Family, and the Divine Eye Empire, join forces to deal with the Era Palace.

This battle seems to have no suspense.

The Era Shrine must be defeated!

Unless the King of the Era and the Queen of the Era take action, everyone who comes here will die.

"Ancestor Futian, you and the Futian clan's people will strictly guard the formation trap here.

I will go to greet you all at the Era Shrine."

The demon soul glanced at Patriarch Futian, said a few words, and left through the air.

More than 10,000 people from the Evil Eye Palace also left at the same time.

The originally bustling Futian family became quiet again.

For such a long time, the warriors from the Era Palace have not yet arrived at Futian City, and the demon souls can no longer wait.

Anyway, they have a huge advantage, so they want to take the initiative.

Before the opponent's reinforcements arrived, they killed all the more than a hundred warriors from the Era Shrine.

"Ancestor, if they leave, will Ling Xiao feel confident?"

A person next to him asked Patriarch Futian timidly.

"Do you think they don't know? They just use our Futian clan as bait."

Ancestor Futian said bitterly: "However, if Ling Xiao still dares to come this time, we will activate the formation immediately.

I would rather ruin the plan than let the warriors of the Futian family be harmed again."

"Hahaha, old dog Futian, you are quite thoughtful.

It’s a pity, do you think this is useful?”

The moment Patriarch Futian finished speaking, Ling Xiao tore through the void and appeared.

"Start the formation!"

Ancestor Futian shouted loudly.

Only formations can trap Ling Xiao.

Otherwise, the embarrassing situation will not change.

"yes!"

The voices of the Futian clan warriors were heard everywhere, and they started to activate a powerful killing array according to their previous arrangements.

However, a minute passed.

The formation still didn't activate.

"Haha, Old Dog Futian, do you really think I came to you just to kill people?"

Ling Xiao said sarcastically: "Although your formation-breaking method is powerful, it is too crude, so I will dismantle it.

So, don’t count on the formation.”

What!

Hearing this, Futianshi was dumbfounded.

Their biggest reliance is the formation, but now, the formation can no longer be used.

This would cause trouble.

"die!"

If Patriarch Futian reacted quickly enough, the formation could not be used, so Ling Xiao had to be killed first.

With his strength, he can definitely do this by taking action suddenly.

However!

A violent demonic energy swept over.

Suddenly he blocked Patriarch Futian's attack.

Ancestor Futian was actually pushed back to the spot, with bloodshot eyes overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Fifth Level King of Realm!"

Ancestor Futian looked very ugly.

The one who took action was naturally Gu Qiu Longyue.

The leader of the Celestial Race!

If it were just Ling Xiao, Patriarch Futian believed that he could still cope with it.

But there is a fifth-level realm king who is stronger than him, which means that without reinforcements, the Futian family will basically be doomed.

"Fifteen, is it okay to leave this place to you?

I’m going to host the grand formation?”

Ling Xiao has broken all the formations here and destroyed all the traps in Futian City.

The Futian family has nothing to fear.

"Don't call me Fifteen, call me Longyue! Or Guqiu will do!"

Gu Qiu Longyue was speechless for a while.

"No problem, Xiao Shiwu."

Ling Xiao smiled.

Gu Qiu Longyue sighed: "Forget it, you can call it whatever you want, Fourteen!

Let me destroy the Futian clan."

"I'm leaving!"

Ling Xiao smiled and walked away in the air.

Gu Qiu Longyue looked at the people of the Futian family below, and the violent demonic energy rolled up like a storm.

"Magic Storm!"

She suddenly struck out with a palm.

It hit the crowd directly.

At this moment, the more than 10,000 people left in the Futian family were surrounded by a violent demonic storm.

Wherever the demonic storm passed, everything turned into ruins.

Whether it was people or buildings, everything disappeared in the storm and turned into nothing.

"hateful!"

Ancestor Futian desperately mobilized his divine power to withstand the terrifying demonic storm.

But the number of people he can protect is limited after all.

He was no match for Gu Qiu Longyue, and this fact doomed the Futian clan to its demise.

"What a terrifying demon cultivator. Although this girl is not as famous as Ling Xiao, her combat power is even more terrifying than Ling Xiao's!"

"That's right, under that violent demonic storm, there was literally no grass left."

The people watching from a distance also felt the terrifying aura.

It's like being imprisoned in a demonic realm.

Everyone in the Futian family is in despair.

They thought that if the people from the Evil Eye Palace took action, they would not have to die and could finally get rid of the nightmare.

Unexpectedly, what happened in exchange was destruction.

"The Futian family really did something stupid."

Everyone was sighing, knowing that this time the Futian family was completely hopeless.

"Do we still have a chance to regret it?"

Ancestor Futian looked at the mess around him and asked.

"If I had known this, why bother? When you chose to join forces with the Evil Eye Palace to ambush the disciples of the Jiyuan Shrine, you should have known that today would happen."

Gu Qiulongyue said lightly: "There may be regret medicine in the world, but unfortunately, you don't have it!

After you die, go and make amends to those souls.
To be continued...