Chapter 4918 Collapse
This teleportation black hole is obviously different from space teleportation treasures such as the Dragon Gate. It seems that it cannot last for long at all. The stability is also not as good as the Dragon Gate.
The headless white corpse, after all, the importance of the Lin clan is not as important as that of Taiqing Zhenren and Zhao Yuankong. Honghao Heavenly Court also pays relatively limited attention to it.
"Dongfang Dansheng is indeed a dragon, what a powerful method!" Deep in the teleportation black hole, a sinister voice sounded.
“But no matter how powerful you are, you can only show off your strength for a moment and live a little longer. When the powerful men from heaven surround you, you will die!”
"I haven't seen you dare to come here, making noise." Lu Xiaotian said calmly, and then punched out very slowly.
The shadow of the fist turned into a blue dragon and jumped into the teleportation black hole. Suddenly, there were explosions one after another in the black hole, and it began to collapse step by step.
Several screams were extremely inconspicuous inside, and were even completely covered up. The transmission channel collapsed. The terrifying and chaotic power of space was not something that an ordinary Golden Immortal-level powerhouse could withstand.
If you are lucky enough, you may be swept to other places in the turbulent space fluctuations.
Without the obstruction of these golden immortal-level monsters, the Scorpion Demon, Jiuren Mountain, Dragon King of the East China Sea, Ao Ming, etc. took turns to clear the way without any resistance at all.
At this time, most of the dragons had already entered the Demon Suppression Tower, and were then transferred to the Qingguo Barrier by Lu Xiaotian.
Jiurenshan and others also returned one after another. At this time, Lu Xiaocai was relieved. Not to mention the ancient world-drawing dragon talisman, although the secret realm dragon clan suffered heavy casualties and was far from the original expectations, at least he arrived at the last moment and gained something.
Whoosh whoosh, several figures arrived one after another. They were the four powerful men from the demon world, the Scarlet Elephant Demon Emperor, whom they had met outside the Taixiao Dragon Pattern Qianqing Formation.
These four powerful men from the demon world were only a moment later than Lu Xiaotian, but at this time, the formation space was already in a mess, leaving only a large number of low-level headless white corpses and the Lin clan who were in panic all day long. .
All the Golden Immortal-level warriors have died in battle, and a few have disappeared into the collapsed teleportation black hole. Their lives and deaths are unknown. Now they, the demon tribe, have become completely abandoned by no one to care about them.
"This is quite a big battle." Although there are only some immortals, immortals, and monsters with lower strength left, judging from the aura left on the battlefield, the fighting here was not that intense before.
There are no less than dozens of various auras left by the Golden Immortal-level powerhouses alone, including dragons, demons, and humans.
But now, except for Lu Xiaotian, the other Golden Immortal-level powerhouses have disappeared.
At this time, the Scarlet Elephant Demon Emperor was not paying attention to such trivial matters. Instead, he was looking around at the increasingly damaged formation space and the Fang Tian Painted Halberd still standing there.
Lu Xiaotian raised his hand and made a move, and Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was like the Pillar of Optimus, flew into his hands and disappeared.
As soon as Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was the pillar, was withdrawn, the entire formation space began to collapse. These low-level Lin clan's headless white corpses flew around in despair. Lu Xiaotian ignored the chaos and left the place directly.
At this time, Daluo Jinxian from several major interfaces gathered in the secret realm of the Dragon Clan. Even if there is a world-drawing dragon talisman, Lu Xiaotian may not be able to get it in the end.
The battle started all the way from the Sea Soul Palace to the Dragon Clan Secret Realm, and the entire secret realm was about to collapse completely, so Lu Xiaotian had no intention of staying.
Purple Thunder Dragon King, Master Taiqing and other powerful people from the immortal world, as well as the ghost world, and the demon world arrived one after another. However, the formation space at this time was already fragmented. There were hundreds of thousands of Lin clan and headless white corpses inside. It was continuously cut into pieces under the power of chaotic space. The screams were endless, and the originally small formation space had turned into purgatory.
"What's going on? Where is Dongfang Dansheng?" Master Taiqing stretched out his hand and pulled over a struggling Tianxian-level Lin clan member.
“Gone, already gone, I don’t know where I went.” Thinking of the golden immortal-level seniors of the two clans being killed by Lu Xiaotian like chickens and dogs, this Tianxian-level Lin clan inevitably trembled. millet.
"What a bad luck." Without waiting for the other party to ask for help, Master Taiqing spat out his palm force and directly sent this guy into the chaotic space fluctuations.
At this time, the entire secret realm of the dragon clan is collapsing. Even with the protective treasures given by heaven, they may not be able to completely protect themselves. Once the power of the chaotic space is too violent, they still have the worry of falling.
How can there be time to take care of a junior demon clan who has nothing to do with him? The Lin clan before was still of some value to the heaven, but now for a Daluo Jinxian like Master Taiqing, even a dog is Not really.
"Let's go find the ancient world-drawing dragon talisman. According to the current situation, let alone we can't find Dongfang Dansheng, even if we barely find him, what can we do to him." Purple Thunder Dragon King shook his head.
"That's fine." After thinking about it for a while, Master Taiqing finally nodded. Thinking of the speed at which Lu Xiaotian left before, Master Taiqing felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. Originally, Honghao Heavenly Court sent him, Zhao Yuankong, Purple Thunder Dragon King, and the two Strider Sky Demon Turtles over, thinking that they paid enough attention to Lu Xiaotian and the secret realm of the Dragon Clan.
Who would have expected that with such strong strength, so many troubles could arise. Many of Honghao Heavenly Court's plans have failed one by one. As for the ancient world-drawing dragon talisman, there is not even a shadow of it yet.
Crack! Before Master Taiqing finished speaking, the entire space around him shook violently.
“Not good!” Master Taiqing, the Purple Thunder Dragon King, and the strong men from the Demon Realm and Ghost Realm not far away all felt their hearts skip a beat. Before he could think of anything else, huge holes suddenly opened in the space in front of him.
Various strange powers surged out from different openings, and even a group of Daluo Jinxian staggered under this huge force, unable to control themselves.
As for the broken low-level Lin clan, the headless white corpses have completely lost control of themselves under the terrifying power of space.
Under the pulling, squeezing and other strange forces of the huge space, the bodies of these low-level monsters directly exploded into balls of blood mist, adding a touch of strange blood color to this fragmented space.
"Here, where are we?" Wen Tingdao, Makino Wujiang, Makino Blade, Makino Hongchen, Zilong, Zijiangyue, the six golden immortal level powerhouses looked at the strange things around them, the blue sky all around. White clouds, full of life.
Just now there was bloody killing, a place like purgatory on earth. The next moment, he was in a paradise. Even Wen Tingdao and other dragon clan experts who have gone through all the bitterness and joy in their lives can't help but feel as if they are in a dream.
"This is the birthplace of the Dragon Clan." The Dragon Clan, led by the Black Dragon, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, Ao Ming, and Wugu Longqi, headed by four Golden Immortal-level powerhouses, came through the sky.
Before Black Dragon finished speaking, auras of light gathered in the void, and Lu Xiaotian’s figure appeared.
"Dragon Lord!" Black Dragon, Ao Ming and others could not hide their excitement. Although they rushed to the late gathering, they still brought nearly 30,000 dragons to the secret realm.
(End of this chapter)