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Chapter 479 Overthrowing the Huanghuang Tribe

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    Six desolate men with golden lights all over their bodies rushed out, with pale golden war patterns covering their bodies, like the golden god of war descending into the world.

    "Golden elixir realm!" The corners of the Golden War Corpse's mouth raised slightly, and he immediately judged the strength of these desolate people.

    "War corpse? Corpse Refining Sect?" As expected of the elder of the Huanghuang Tribe, he could tell at a glance that the golden corpse in front of him was the Corpse Refining Sect's golden war corpse.

    "The damn Corpse Refining Sect actually bullied our Huanghuang tribe!" These Huangren elders were furious. They didn't even have the slightest fear in the face of the golden zombies.

    ¡°Get out of here, you bastards of the Corpse Refining Sect, who are you considered a master if you hide your head and show your tail?¡± A desolate man in the Golden Core Realm shouted.

    However, there was no response. There seemed to be no one else but the golden war corpse in front of them.

    "Kill this golden war corpse!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, the six Golden Core Realm desolate people took action together.

    "Boom!" The physical body of the Desolate Man is extremely powerful, and the combined power of the six Golden Core Realm Desolate People is even more terrifying, enough to change the color of the world.

    However, in the face of this blow, the Golden War Corpse was very casual. With just a raise of his hand, the terrifying power of the six golden elixir realm desolate men was reduced to nothing.

    "Vulnerable!" The golden warrior sneered secretly, punched out, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and all the six golden elixir realm desolate men flew out.

    Tang Po and the others who were hiding in the clouds were a little disappointed when they saw this scene. Is this the strongest tribe of desolate people? It¡¯s nothing more than that!

    "Get out!" Just when the golden war corpse was about to rush into the Huanghuang tribe, a terrifying aura rose up from the Huanghuang tribe!

    Nascent Soul!

    The Yuanying old monster from the Huanghuang tribe has taken action!

    "Well done!" The golden zombie smiled coldly, a few golden elixir realm desolate people were simply not enough for him to fight.

    "Whoosh!"

    "Whoosh!"

    "Whoosh!"

    Three more powerful auras rose into the sky. In order to deal with this golden war corpse, four Nascent Soul Realm desolate people were dispatched.

    But what do the golden zombies have to fear? With one against four, a shocking battle broke out in the sky above the Huanghuang tribe.

    There is no skill in the fighting of the Golden War Corpse. It can even be said to be rough. It is just the most vulgar fist and kick skills, but each punch and kick makes these Nascent Soul Realm desolate people very uncomfortable.

    The physical body of this golden war corpse is too strong, even stronger than theirs. Their attacks are not painful or itchy, but a punch from the golden war corpse makes their blood boil.

    The people below were dumbfounded when they saw this shocking battle. The invincible elders were actually suppressed!

    "This is the physically powerful Huangren, but he is too weak!" The golden zombie laughed disdainfully.

    "Don't underestimate the Huangren. It's not that they are too weak, but that we are too strong. We are baptized by the Tao Yun from our master day and night, and have the spirit of the fairy to temper our bodies. Whether it is our understanding of the Tao or our own  Much better than these desolate people." Tang Po said calmly.

    "Then do we still need to stay here? Let's just rush in!" A golden war corpse was eager to try.

    "It's fine, you go and rob the desolate man's treasure house, and I'll destroy the formation!" Tang Po nodded, it's better to fight quickly.

    "Whoosh!" Suddenly the fourteen remaining Huangren took action and directly blasted away the Huanghuang tribe's protective formation.

    The strong men of the Huanghuang tribe were unexpected, and by the time the Nascent Soul Realm Huangren took action, it was already too late.

    Fourteen desolate beings had already rushed into the desolate emperor tribe. With one punch, the desolate emperor tribe¡¯s treasure house shattered into pieces. A big golden hand fell from the sky and took away all the treasures.

    "Beast, stay here!" A desolate man rushed out.

    "Boom!" However, at this moment, the teleportation array behind suddenly exploded.

    This desolate deity has teeth that are about to crack. This is the teleportation formation connecting the desolate god¡¯s ancestral temple, and it has been destroyed!

    "Buzz!" A soybean-sized Xumi Space Stone fell into Tang Po's hand.

    "Looking for death!" the god-turned-desolate man shouted.

    Tang Po just glanced at the desolate man coldly: "Explosive Flame Sword!"

    "Boom!" A blazing sword light appeared in the sky. When the sword fell, even the desolate man's eyes showed a look of horror.

    "Poof!" A sword pierced the chest of the god-transforming Huangren, and the blazing flames almost engulfed his body.

    "Ahhh!" The god-transforming Huangren roared angrily, and the golden light of the war pattern flourished, annihilating the flames.

    But the chest of this god-turned-desolate manBut a terrifying sword mark appeared!

    "Transformation God Immortal Cultivator!" Transformation God Huangren stared at the far away figure. The Middle-earth monk must be a Middle-earth monk. Only Middle-earth can have such a terrifying immortal cultivator. Just one sword  You can severely injure him. There are only a handful of such immortal cultivators in China.

    "Mission completed, return to Qinglian Fairy Kingdom!" In a secluded place, Tang Po and the others returned to Qinglian Fairy Kingdom.

    This trip was just an easy mission for them, but it caused an uproar throughout the wilderness.

    The furious Huang Huang tribe pushed the battle line three thousand miles into the middle-earth. Dozens of Nascent Soul Huang people went crazy and destroyed hundreds of strongholds of the Corpse Refining Sect.

    But Ouyang Tian knew nothing about it, and even if he knew it, he wouldn't care too much. After all, what does the battle between the Deserters and the Middle-earth have to do with him?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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