Chapter 1078 The price of ants provoking God-Transforming Heavenly Lord
Jiang Ding's eyes were calm.
He opened the bloody sword field, and his spiritual consciousness and sword intention fell on the formation inspired by external forces by the Moye family, and he kept calculating the formation nodes in his heart.
"Who?"
"Who dares to offend our Magic Leaf Family?!"
At the moment when the foreign enemy invaded, dozens of general-level and horned Demon Emperor monks flew into the sky in the sky of the Demon Leaf. They formed a formation themselves, and formed a military formation with more than 100,000 tribesmen, including old, young, women and children.
Astonishingly, all the people are soldiers, and the weakest monks from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan are all Qi Practitioners and are a natural fighting race.
All the general-level monks of the Moye family stared at the blood cloud, that strange king-level strongman.
When they saw that his face was not that of the King of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, all the Horned Demon generals breathed a sigh of relief and unknowingly showed a condescending attitude.
"The Blood River King,"
"If you don't serve under the Flame Emperor, why are you here?"
"Retreat quickly, otherwise don't blame me for reporting to our ancestors."
An old man from the Horned Demon Emperor clan, who was at the peak of his general rank and had vines on his horn, scolded him condescendingly.
The generals scolded the king.
But no one around them felt anything was wrong. Many monks from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan were even eager to take the initiative and have the urge to attack and kill the Slave Clan King.
This is the domain's dominant race, and its natural confidence in the slaves under its control.
In history, many generals of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan commanded hundreds of thousands of tribesmen to form huge military formations and leapfrogged their ranks to surround and kill the king of the slave tribe.
Although the kings of the slave clan are kings, they are far from being compared with the kings of the Horned Demon Emperor clan. Their foundation is too superficial, their inheritance is incomplete, and they often do not have real king-level strength, so they are called false kings.
"Are you...the leader of the Moye Wu clan?"
Jiang Ding carefully identified the peak-level monk from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan who spoke, and said with some surprise.
The Blood River King had many interactions with the patriarch of the Magic Leaf Family, because he had managed the taxes of the Flame Stone Family and was responsible for supervising the output of the magic poison spirit fruit in the small magic vine world.
In this regard, the Yanshi family trusts their servants more than their fellow clan members.
In the past, although the Blood River King was the king, he was humble to Mo Yewu. Except for matters involving the Yanshi family's taxes, he tolerated everything else if he could. If he couldn't tolerate it, he broke his teeth and swallowed it. Continue to tolerate.
This is the duty of a slave.
Even though the Yanshi family valued their taxes very much, they did not want a slave to bully the imperial monks.
"Cut the nonsense!"
"King of Blood River, will you retreat or not?"
Mo Yewu's hair and beard were all crazy, and he shouted coldly: "If you don't retreat, you will die here today!"
“Not bad, not bad.”
"As expected of Master Mo Yewu, he is getting stronger and stronger with age and is extremely domineering."
Jiang Ding was not angry and praised him.
These monks from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan have a crystal clear sense of stupid beauty.
"The Blood River King,"
"Since you are looking for death, I will give you a ride!"
Mo Yewu no longer held back, shouted coldly, and activated the clan protection formation.
Click!
Boom!
The huge green leaves of the Mo Ye family, like the dome of the sky, suddenly separated, each forming thirty-six huge dark green heavenly swords, which were commanded by Mo Ye Wu and other battle formations to kill the blood-robed Taoist in the sky.
Demon Leaf Sky Thousand Killing Formation!
This is the Moye family's clan-suppressing formation, and also their military formation, inherited from the ancient era of the previous emperor.
At that time, the Moye family was the great emperor's family, but it fell because the emperor failed in the emperor's son war, just like the flame flow emperor's son in this era.
This family has a grudge against the Flame Stone family.
This is the reason why Emperor Cangkong chose to lead three thousand imperial guards to the small world of Demon Vine in the first place.
At this time, the sky dome split into thirty-six dark green heavenly swords, taking over the general trend of the world. Countless green poisonous mist scattered, melting and destroying the space. It was clearly an attack at the level of the late stage of divine transformation.
This is true even if there is no king sitting in charge, the foundation is terrifyingly deep.
Normally, even the late-stage kings of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan would come here to try to break through the Moye Clan's clan-suppressing formation.
Not to mention the slave king!
This is why Mo Yewu and others are so arrogant.
Obviously, the latest information about the Blood River King is only circulated among the kings of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan and has not reached the generals. This is a matter of strength.
"The formation of the late king level..."
"There is no more complicated formation hidden."
At this time, Jiang Ding also completed the calculation of the formation.
Of course, since the Blood River King doesn't have any formation skills, he doesn't know how to use dexterity to move a thousand pounds in four ounces.
He just slowly pulled out the bloody sword from his waist.
Keng!
A gentle sword cry resounded throughout the world.
Nothing can stop you!
The space, the poisonous mist, the battle formation, and even the thirty-six dark green heavenly swords that take over the general trend of the world are all useless and cannot be stopped.
The sound of swords echoed gently into the hearts of Mo Yewu and others, making their hearts extremely cold and creating strong fear in their hearts.
"No, Blood River King, your strength..."
Mo Yewu instantly noticed something was wrong, his eyes protruded and he stared straight ahead. The thirty-six dark green heavenly swords condensed from the Demonic Leaf Sky Qiong Thousand Killing Formation, with power comparable to the heavenly swords in the late king level, suddenly solidified.
It's like becoming a painting, a mirror, reflecting the real world.
The sound of the wind, the poisonous mist, the space, and even the people in it were all extremely stiff.
It seemed like an instant, and it seemed like a long time passed.
Click!
In the solidified mirror space, a crack suddenly appeared. Thirty-six dark green heavenly swords, the terrifying poisonous mist that corroded the space, and more than 100,000-horned Demon Emperor clan monks formed a battle formation field. These spread as the crack spread. , shattered one by one, turning into countless spiritual lights that exploded into nothing.
boom!
Boom!
On the earth, the dome of the Magic Leaf Family was shattered, and the dark green leaves that had been cultivated for countless years were shattered. The earth's mountains and rivers were boiling and undulating, rising into peaks. The earth was cracked into bottomless canyons, and the land was shattered for thousands of miles.
The foundation of the entire formation was completely destroyed!
"Wow!"
Mo Yewu and dozens of other general-level monks seemed to have been hit by heavy hammers. They vomited blood and fell back, their breath weakening.
Bang!
The more than 100,000 monks of the Demon Leaf Family were even more miserable. There were 50,000 monks of the Demon Emperor who were counterattacked by the formation. Their bodies instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist, and even their souls were shattered.
Under one sword,
The entire clan was wiped out!
"Impossible!"
"The Blood River King!"
"Your strength, your strength shouldn't be like this!!!"
Mo Yewu screamed in horror, unable to believe what he was seeing.
The king of the slave clan is often the target of their family's battle formations. In the past, they could be defeated with battle formations after spending months in battle formations without the need for formations!
Now, coupled with the family formation, how could it possibly fail? !
This is impossible!
Countless monks from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan were extremely frightened and unwilling to believe what was happening in front of them.
"Mo Yewu."
"You are an ant of general rank, a weak life of less than a thousand years,"
"Call me by my name again and again."
Jiang Ding sighed in a low voice: "You are so rude and noisy, then let me punish you for being rude."
"How about the death of your entire family?"
"Oh, right."
"These are all orders from the Emperor."
Keng~
Jiang Ding drew his sword again.
The terrifying smell of blood and countless rays of blood spread to the heaven and earth, and it was cold and cold, telling any living creature among them that they were about to face the fate of death.
"Stop!"
"Stop it!"
"The Blood River King!"
Mo Ye Wu, the patriarch of the Mo Ye family, was horrified and said sternly: "There is no way that Emperor Yanliu could issue an order to exterminate the clan! Our Mo Ye family has not committed any serious crime! You are acting on your own initiative!"
"Stop!"
"Wait for the ancestor to come back and answer your questions!"
"The ancestor may not be able to serve the Flame Emperor again, stop!"
Mo Yewu screamed hoarse and threatened: "King of Blood River! If you dare to kill the people of the Imperial Clan, no one can protect you. You will definitely die. Even the Emperor Yanliu can't protect you!"
"You lowly slave king!"
"Don't annihilate yourself from the entire Imperial Clan! Otherwise, you will be crushed to ashes and die without a burial place!"
"Ridiculous."
"What do you know, you ant?"
Jiang Ding showed no sign of stopping his sword-drawing hand, and sneered: "The Mo Ye family has betrayed again and again, and we should slaughter them all to serve as a warning to others."
"In the battle between the emperor and his son, many families were slaughtered, including yours, the Magic Leaf family."
Keng!
The bloody sword light finally came out of its sheath.
A sword light that was so fast that it could not be seen filled the world, was everywhere, reached everywhere, and reached the heart of every living being.
"How dare you do this! You're just a slave king..."
Mo Yewu's eyes were about to burst, and he was mad with hatred.
Then, his body suddenly stiffened.
Not only him, but around him, dozens of general-level monks from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, as well as nearly 100,000 Horned Demon Emperor Clan monks, were all stiff.
A blood mark appeared on their foreheads at the same time, splitting the horns, and slashed into the center of their eyebrows, killing all life and souls.
The Horned Demon Emperor Clan and the Demon Leaf Clan are all soldiers.
So, all die.
Absolutely no one survived.
This is the gift given to them by the cultivator.
This is the price they should pay as ants for provoking the human race's god-turned-god.
(End of chapter)