"I didn't expect that the Yangxiang clan won in the end!"

Qing Chudong murmured to himself, a smile unconsciously appearing on his lips.

Even a strong man who has seen strong winds and waves can still be shocked and speechless by the situation in the Ninth City.

Who can believe it.

Who dares to believe that an eighth-level Su Yue could kill Gu Wutian, the pinnacle of the Bone Clan.

That's the pinnacle.

No matter how ridiculous the story is, I would not dare to make it up like this.

It's simply ridiculous.

But this is what happened. After Gu Wutian's tough bones were broken, he seemed to have changed into a different person. His original overwhelming aura had no effect at all.

It's like you pinched it and it's vulnerable.

dead.

It was such an understatement and he died inexplicably.

He died like a joke.

At this point, there is only one strong person left in the Ninth City, Hei Zai.

Qingchudong was even glad in his heart. He was glad that Hei Zai persisted until the end and did not leave the secret realm early.

It's a wonderful thing.

Gu Wutian will die if he dies. Anyway, he is not the pinnacle of the Yangxiang clan. It doesn't matter if he dies, and it is even a good thing. In fact, the fewer the pinnacles of other races, the more afraid they are of themselves and the easier it is to be manipulated.

Black Catcher won.

Let alone the strength of the Black Capture Ninth Grade Dzogchen, it is already invincible.

Even if there is any accident, the black catcher still controls Huang Suyu, and there is no way he will lose to Su Yue again.

The kid showed his cards all the way, seemingly endless, but Qingchudong firmly believed that Su Yue was at the end of his rope.

"Actually, there is no need to sacrifice Huang Suyu...forget it, just let the gangsters arrest him and kill him if he wants. This will be safer."

Qingchudong actually didn't want Huang Suyu to die.

He wanted to use Huang Suyu to make Yuan Longhan angry, and he wanted to see Yuan Longhan angry and frustrated. This would be satisfying enough.

But when I think about it again, it actually doesn’t make much sense.

With the Ancestral Hammer in hand, he can kill Yuan Longhan at any time, and there is no need to waste any time.

And he knew that the black police did not want to see the Chinese warriors.

Qingchudong already knew in his heart that Hei Zai was motionless now. He was activating the final state of the Huo Nan curse, and he needed a few seconds to brew it.

Buzz!

A black light fell, and Gu Enpei was successfully teleported out.

"Honored clan, save me."

As soon as the soles of his feet touched the ground, he screamed, then half-knelt on the ground, unable to stand up at all. In the blink of an eye, a pool of blood appeared under Gu Enpei's feet.

Seriously injured and depleted of energy and blood, Gu Enpei's condition was very bad.

"Gu Enpei, what happened inside, and why did Gu Wutian die?"

Gu Zijia flashed in front of Gu Enpei, first fed him the elixir, and then scolded him with a cold face and gritted teeth.

He still refuses to believe that Gu Wutian will die.

Gu Zijia thought it was an illusion.

impossible.

Su Yue was an eighth-level man, how could he kill Juedian.

If Gu Wutian really dies, the life of the Bone-Spiking Clan will be very difficult in the future, and they may even follow the same path as the Boiling Blood Clan and the Palm Eyed Clan.

Falling from heaven to hell in an instant, Gu Zijia couldn't accept it all.

"Dead!

"The Lord of the Ancient Wutian Clan is indeed dead. Before I teleported, I sensed that his energy and blood were completely shattered, and he was unable to recover.

"The patriarch doesn't know what's wrong. It seems like he was cursed. His energy and blood have plummeted, and he's not as good as an ordinary ninth-grade person."

Gu Enpei had a sad face.

He is a ninth-level Dzogchen and a high-ranking member of the Bone Clan, and he also knows the serious consequences of Gu Wutian's death.

But now that things have come to this, what can he do?

What a disaster.

Who would have thought that what was originally a conspiracy would eventually turn into a farce.

It may even drag the Bone Clan into the abyss.

"Trash, why don't you stay and save Gu Wutian, you greedy and fearful beast!"

Gu Zijia was furious.

He raised his palm, his whole body filled with murderous aura, wishing he could kill Gu Enpei with one palm.

If you could risk your life to save Gu Wutian, he might be able to teleport out.

But you are greedy for life and afraid of death, so you have no help at all.

Gu Wutian is the best. If he returns to the Thorn Clan, he may be cured by Gu Jiumei.

Even if Gu Wutian cannot recover, he is still a top player. Like the Blood Insect Emperor, he can be a half-step top player to intimidate the enemy.

But now that I have escaped and come back to you, what can you do if you are a ninth-grade person?

"I'm guilty. I wanted to change the clan leader, but my foot slipped, so I was accidentally teleported. It's my fault."

Gu Enpei had a painful expression.

He knew that it was impossible for Gu Zijia to kill him, and the other party was not an idiot.

Now that the Bone Clan has lost one of its top players, the balance in the Western War Zone has been broken. If Gu Zijia beheads another ninth-grade Perfectionist, he will become the sinner of the entire Clan.

Gu Enpei also felt resentful in his heart.

Didn't you see that I was seriously injured?

They are still questioning me, why are they questioning me, why should I use my own life to exchange for the life of that idiot Gu Wutian.

A supreme being who can be killed by the eighth level is simply the stupidest supreme being in the world.

"snort!"

really.

Gu Zijia clenched her fists hard, gritted her teeth and lowered her arms.

Gu EnPei's guess was correct. In this situation, even if he wanted to express his anger, he would not dare to kill Gu EnPei.

The Bone Clan is already miserable enough.

"The Bonebiters were negligent, and they will suffer a big loss this time."

Yinhen said angrily.

This group of people had recovered from their previous shock.

Gu Wutian is indeed dead.

From now on, we need to carefully consider the layout of the Western Theater Command.

The Bloodworm Emperor cast a strange look at Yinhen, as if to say: The Western Theater Territory is too big, we should reallocate it.

Yinmen didn't answer, just smiled faintly.

The Holy Land of the Eight Tribes only has such a large area, and everyone wants their tribesmen to practice in the Holy Land.

But if my tribesmen are to increase, your tribesmen will be fewer.

Besides plundering and occupying, what else can be done?

Gu Wutian's death can be regarded as a gratifying thing. Although the realm monster was lost, at least the Two-Horned Clan did not suffer a heavy loss and did not lose an extremely powerful person.

After such a comparison, Yinhen felt much more comfortable.

Now there are only two and a half of the Bugheads.

The Bone Clan are two of the best.

And the Bihorn Clan's three ultimate peaks are fully equipped. If the realm monster is captured in the future, there will be four ultimate peaks.

snort.

Who else would be the overlord of the Western War Zone than me?
To be continued...