"Help!"
"Coming!"
"This way."
"Okay!"
The cold and dead Longxu Ancient Road , the fighting between the warriors and the dragon clan has been going on for more than two months. In the dark void, sudden bursts of dragon power and Daoyuan power can be seen everywhere, dazzling and dazzling.
Xin Zhuo walked in the air and casually ignored the call of a passing dragon and a warrior. When the two were far away, he immediately escaped into the darkness of the complex interior of a dragon skeleton that covered the sky and the sun, and waved his hand to the moon. well.
[Distance to Endless Realm: 57/100]
The water waves are swaying, and the countdown is particularly eye-catching.
The dragon essence and dragon power contained in these dragon bones are uneven, and the lower the cultivation level of the dead warriors and dragons, the weaker the dragon bones that are successfully sacrificed. Even as the cultivation level progresses, they can provide The accumulation gradually decreased. In the past two months, I only accumulated more than fifty points, which was still the result of seizing one hundred and ninety-eight dragon bones.
In other words, at least one hundred and ninety-eight warriors and dragon masters have died.
He looked around. The nearly two hundred dragon bones were really a drop in the bucket compared to the group of dragon bones under this vast starry sky. However, no warriors or dragons had died in battle for seven days in a row.
These people are not fools. Many people gradually feel that something is wrong with this kind of inexplicable fighting. They are all about the same strength. Why should they fight recklessly? Is there any way to save effort, such as upper Sis versus lower Sis? Can we let them live and die?
With this thought, people from the Dragon Clan gradually gathered together, and warriors from outside also gathered together.
There are not many people scattered around, and large-scale killings have not yet occurred, so naturally very few people will die.
Continuing like this is not an option, so is there any way to let them fight it out?
Xin Zhuo was startled by his own thoughts, which were a bit sinister.
"I have to wonder whether you are a human or a dragon!"
A dull voice suddenly came from not far away.
Xin Zhuo immediately made a defensive posture, glanced over, and saw a woman sitting cross-legged on a dragon's sternum not far away. She was dressed in pink clothes, with a high nose and cherry lips. Bloody, pink eyes, slim and graceful figure, with a high ponytail, and a blood-stained jade spear beside her, showing an indescribable fierceness.
The stranger, in the boundless realm, with a faint aura of a foreign race permeating his body, should be... a master of Qiankun Qingshan!
Xin Zhuo immediately dissipated the strong dragon power that had become due to absorbing dragon essence, and smiled: "Of course you are a human race, Xin Zhuo in the Lower East Palace!"
"I know you are Xin Zhuo, East Palace The direct descendant of Taixu, the soul of cultivating the Sixth Avenue, has never been seen before."
The woman sneered, with a hint of doubt in her tone, "You are very strange, I have been watching you for thirteen days, you. You have never done anything with anyone, first deceived the dragons, and then deceived the humans. What on earth are you doing?"
How boring are you?
Xin Zhuo had no choice but to say: "I was injured in the first battle and couldn't fight with others, so I had to make this move!"
The woman's face softened a little, and she stood up and waved her long sleeves: "I'm in the Qiankun Qingshan Shenwu Tribe Juelingyi, let's go, everyone has gathered, it's time to leave!"
Leave?
So fast?
This was beyond Xin Zhuo's expectation, so he asked: "Can we leave?"
Jue Lingyi said: "That's right! The Dragon Clan is not as easy to kill as imagined, at the end The dragon's mighty vortex was broken by your Tailing Zhao from the East Palace, so I changed my mind temporarily and left as soon as possible."
As he said that, he headed towards the north first.
Xin Zhuo had no choice but to follow.
In the empty void, the two of them were like shooting stars chasing the moon, traveling thousands of miles in an instant.
The Jue Lingyi suddenly looked back at Xin Zhuo, looked at it seriously, and said, "What a pity!"
This was so baffling, Xin Zhuo frowned and said, "Miss Jue, why Meaning?”
Jue Lingyi said: "I have studied you. If you can practice stably, you may be able to enter Wuya within hundreds of years. You may be able to fight with me. It shouldn't be a big problem to enter Wuji within two thousand years. You His combat power is extremely outstanding, and he has a bright future. Unfortunately, the outside world has probably entered troubled times, and there is not much time left for you and me."
Xin Zhuo's heartbeat quickened and he said in a deep voice: "Outside. Is the war between immortals and mortals really beginning?”
The words “Decisive Battle of Xianwu” were heard in the Great Zhou Dynasty back then. In recent years, my ears have become calloused. In the words of Emperor Hengwu I also had a glimpse of it in my memory. A fight of that scale. The heaven and earth really collapsed. The sun and the moon were really dim. Countless masters flying into the sky and escaping from the earth died one after another. It cannot be explained clearly in one word or another. There is a possibility of instant tragic death. He was also guessing these days, but he couldn't go out and couldn't get the answer.
For more than a hundred years, I have turned a deaf ear to what is going on outside the window and just focused on "sweeping the streets."
Unexpectedly, Jue Lingyi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said: "That's not the case, it's still early, there is something else. We have vaguely guessed it, and you will know it when you go out! In fact, although the battle between immortals and mortals is terrible, even if you die, there is no way. It's a pity, but this matter... is really depressing."
He said, pointing forward: "We're here!"
I saw seven or eight hundred people standing in the void in front of me. The momentum was so majestic that the Dao Yuan force almost formed a sea of clouds, rushing in all directions.
The dozen or so people leading the group were none other than Tai Lingzhao, Shanxuan, Chen Jiuhai, Chun Yuanjun, Ye Su and other Wuya realm masters. Their expressions were serious, as if they were guarding against something.
Seeing that Xin Zhuo and the others had also arrived, someone came to greet them.
One of them, with a faint fragrance, grabbed Xin Zhuo's wrist: "Where did you go? Why didn't the message come back?"
It was Xi Heying, with his eyebrows furrowed and a look of sullenness on his pretty face. .
Beside him, Feiyu, who was covered in blood, also had a look of anger on his face.
Xin Zhuo smiled and said: "We walked too far and fought all the way..."
In fact, no message was received, and it was impossible for them to move towards a dragon full of power. Voice transmission.
The two women stopped talking and pulled him into the crowd.
There were warriors approaching from all sides one after another. After a while, a gap appeared and no one came anymore.
Xin Zhuo counted carefully and found that there were more than 300 people missing. It seemed that more people died in the battle than he thought.
"Hey, it's boring here, let's go!"
The spiritual tribe Shanxuan glanced at the dark and quiet void in front of him, waved the stick in his hand, laughed evilly, and headed straight to the north.
Nearly a thousand people each performed escape techniques, traveling thousands of miles in an instant.
I don’t know how long they have been flying along the way. Seeing that they are getting closer and closer to their destination, instead of relaxing, the Wuyajing people are a little cautious and confused.
“That’s not right!”
Xi Heying, who was beside Xin Zhuo, whispered: “The masters of the Dragon Clan are uniquely blessed here. They can escape much faster than us. Why is no one chasing after us?”
Xin Zhuo also felt something unusual. It was said that nearly a thousand warriors gathered together with such a huge momentum that it was impossible for the Dragon Clan not to show up at all and let everyone leave quietly. The Dragon Clan was good at fighting and killing, and there was absolutely no reason to give in.
"Get ready!"
The voice of Tai Lingzhao in front was cold, his long hair was flying, and a quiet long sword with overwhelming sword intent appeared in his right hand, with an aloof temperament.
“What Tai Ling Xiao’er said is true.”
The short Shanxuan waved the stick in his hand, whirring, pointing straight ahead: “These scum of the Dragon Clan, I’m afraid they are Waiting at the end of Longxu, rush over and kill them! "Children, are you afraid?"
"Monkey, how long have you been taking advantage of others? Who is your child?" After that, pluck your hair out!”
Miss Chen Jiuhai from Ku Linghai has a temper as fiery as her red robe. She wields the Zimu Blade and transforms into infinity in one step, reaching thousands of miles ahead.
When everyone saw him, they chased him closely.
Not long after, a pitch-black mountain covering the sky and the earth and boundless size suddenly appeared in front of it. Beyond the mountain, on the opposite side were densely packed ancient decayed dragon bones without any spirit. The mighty dragon formed a majestic sea. In the middle of the "sea", there is a weak "channel" thousands of feet wide, as if it was opened with a sword!
Unfortunately, right in front of the "passage", there are nearly a thousand dragons standing, all of them gorgeously dressed, tall and powerful, with hundreds of giant dragons roaring and circling on both sides.
The two leaders were a man and a woman. The man was none other than Ao Elegy, the eldest prince of the Dragon Clan. The woman was fairy-like and extremely handsome, and she was none other than Fairy Baihong.
"This road is blocked!"
Fairy Baihong stepped into the air with one step, and a rainbow fairy bridge appeared under her feet, just like a real fairy coming to earth. (End of this chapter)