Chapter 1290 Destruction of the Allied Forces
boom!
Boom!
The counter-insurgency war in the starry sky is in full swing.
The gods-transforming heavenly kings charged and fought, fighting with their opponents, and from time to time they joined forces to smash the spells of one or two enemies. At the rear, the tens of thousands of immortal sects recruiting legion fleets kept roaring, and each salvo would inevitably bring hundreds of thousands of alien armies. Death, or the death of several god-transformation monks.
Even the Immortal Lords who commanded the fleet still had the energy to focus their naval cannons on the Cyborg King from time to time, breaking several of the Cyborg King's ribs and forcibly breaking them while he was fighting with the two emperors.
He was so angry that he even wanted to bypass the obstruction of the two emperors and smash those scary and weak ants with the Bone Emperor Hammer.
Unfortunately, this is delusional.
Under the siege of countless naval guns and the two emperors, even if the Cyborg King was holding the seventh-level Hedao racial weapon of the Skeleton Blood Vine Demon clan, it was of no avail. He was pushed back one after another, and his aura continued to dim.
During his leisure time in the battle, Cyborg King looked around, feeling even more panicked.
He is still at a disadvantage here.
And the surrounding situation is collapsing!
The Blood River King commanded dozens of god-transforming heavenly kings, and they kept charging and killing under the cover of many naval guns. The bloody sword formation spread out, one sword after another. The military formations cooperated closely, and the combat power displayed in an instant was even He surpassed the two human emperors and defeated hundreds of foreign kings and allied forces of all races.
Kings of all races continue to die.
The allied forces of all races died like swarms of ants. Nascent Soul, Golden Pill, and Establishment, these elite monks in the Small Thousand World, died worthless at this moment, everywhere, and they were inconspicuous.
The Allied Forces of Ten Thousand Races claim to have an army of hundreds of millions, but they are unable to put their power in one place. Facing the attack of the Immortal Sect's levy fleet, they have no power to resist. They are like a tall, burly, fat man who is full of fat. , every move is difficult and slow.
Under the cover of countless naval guns, the Blood River King became super powerful!
He slashed out with his sword, killing several transformed gods, and slashed out with his sword again. The entire race army collapsed, the military formation was shattered, and the naval cannons destroyed everything.
The chaotic and unsystematic attacks of the coalition of all races could not pose much of a threat to them.
Under such horrific casualties, many monks from all races began to fear, and their morale quickly fell to the bottom. Many places began to flee, but they could barely hold on under the threat of the race king's strict orders and restrictions.
However, now, kings of all races are dying!
The king is necessary for the survival of a race.
If the kings are dead, the entire race will be destroyed. The external enemies will not let them go, and the internal coalition races will not let them go either, and will eat them alive.
Under this situation, the kings of many races began to despair and wanted to surrender.
Unfortunately, the Immortal Sect clearly informed that everyone who directly and indirectly participated in the massacre will die, and there will be no pardon. Their surrender will not be accepted. This is the reason why they are still persisting now and are unwilling to give up.
However, this kind of persistence also has its limits. Under constant death, so-called persistence is extremely fragile.
The situation is already obvious.
If there is no miracle, the coalition of all races will be defeated, and all races that have participated in the rebellion will pay a terrible price, the kind of bloody price that no king can dare to imagine.
"Flower vine!"
"You are the emperor's son of the Skeleton Blood Emperor Clan!"
Cyborg King was a little desperate and roared: "Why do you want to help the human race? Why are you willing to become a slave?"
"Come back!"
"Don't be fooled by human slaves anymore, come and fight side by side with me!"
"This is the path you should walk."
Cyborg King's voice even sounded pleading: "You are better than me. You should become the emperor of the Skeleton Blood Vine Demon. The Bone Emperor Hammer should be handed over to you. The foundation of the Skeleton Blood Imperial Clan should also be handed over to you. As long as you can Lead the revival of the Skeleton Blood Imperial Clan and restore the hegemony of our ancestors. So what if I am loyal to you?”
"Come back!"
He said with a cry.
"Stupid!"
"You idiot!"
Huateng's expression was indifferent.
The thousands of bone swords around him became more and more fierce, cutting down one after another terrifying gray-white sword light, cutting through layers of space, and tearing apart bone chains one after another.
"I am a human race!"
"Cyborg, you are a lowly skeleton-blooded vine demon. You had the possibility of becoming a human, but you gave up and fell. Now you want to drag me into the water."
"How stupid is this?"
Huateng said coldly: "You have trapped the Skeleton Blood Vine Demon Clan!"
"The Skeleton Blood Vine Demon Clan could have bathed in the glory of the Immortal Sect and lived freely under the laws of the Immortal Sect. They did not need to be subject to any restrictions except the laws of the Immortal Sect. Even the Emperor of the Immortal Sect would not be executed for no reason. The blood-skeleton vine demon who has committed no crime”
"Isn't living like this better than living precariously between realms?"
"In addition, the extremely outstanding Skeleton Blood Vine Demon Clan can ascend to the human race and truly become a member of the domain overlords, gaining a status that far exceeds that of the Skeleton Blood Imperial Clan in the past."
"The present, the future, the road, what is there?"
"In that case, why did you betray me?"
"You damn fool!"
Huateng said angrily: "Do you know that because of your existence, my ideological and moral score dropped by four points! It will drop by one hundred and thirty points?!"
"You damn fool!"
call out!
She united her palms, and countless bone swords gathered together, forming a hazy and terrifying bone sword in her hand. With a terrifying momentum, it struck the skull of the Steel Bone King and forced him back. The sword marks were deep on the skull. Deep and terrifying.
The ideological and moral character of Xianmen.
This is the heart of the Tao, and it is reality. It is also a background investigation and character experience. It is a very complex evaluation system, one of the crystallizations of the wisdom of the Immortal Sect in the past ten thousand years.
The betrayal of the Skeleton Blood Vine Demon Clan has undoubtedly affected the ideological and moral scores of everyone in the entire race.
"Me, idiot?"
"You're crazy, really crazy!"
"You're crazy!" Cyborg roared heartbreakingly: "You have been restrained by the human soul like the "Tao Xin Zhong Demon Slave Sutra". Your soul has been lost, and you have fallen into such a ridiculous and childish fantasy. ”
"Could it be that God is going to destroy our Skeleton Blood Imperial Clan?"
"I'm not willing to give in!"
He was extremely disappointed and helpless.
No matter how much Cyborg King roared, he could not change the rapid tilt of the war situation.
The cannons of the Immortal Sect's levy fleet fleet kept roaring, and the Blood River King led the god-transforming monks to continuously charge and kill one transformed god after another, and destroyed one alien military formation after another. Hundreds of thousands of alien monks died. , the starry sky is filled with blood and bones.
This kind of battlefield with endless blood flowing is simply a holy place for blood monks.
Under countless deaths, monks of all races are also living beings, not machines. Kings are also living beings, and they have their limits after all.
at some point.
"Run, run away..."
"If you can escape for a while, you can go find the Eight Immortal Sects and you may survive."
A king of the mountain giant clan sacrificed himself for his clansmen to block a piercing bloody sword light, and his body was broken into two halves.
At the last moment of his life, he said to the last king of his clan, his last son: "Our clan has come to an end. You try your best... to survive."
After saying this, his soul was chopped into pieces by the sword intent in the bloody light.
Bang!
The last light of his soul collapsed, turned into clusters of spiritual light particles, and dissipated.
"Father!"
The last rock giant king held his father's broken stone bones in his arms and burst into tears.
He remembered that day.
At that time, after all kinds of thinking and hesitation, his father finally made up his mind to massacre the citizens of the Demon Sect, and then told him with high spirits that the mountain giants would become the masters of a world, and they would always be free, and would never be the same again. Become a slave to anyone.
I will never be the slave of anyone or any race again!
free!
At that time, his father's eyes were full of hope and full of joy.
At that time, his father was so happy and joyful that he had never seen before.
However, now, my father has turned into a pile of rubble and will never be able to live again.
The intense emotions made this last mountain giant king mad with hatred, wishing to burn everything and fight to the death, no longer caring about everything.
However, in the end reason defeated everything.
The last mountain giant king looked at the surrounding battlefield indifferently, gathered up hundreds of the best tribesmen, without saying a word, completely abandoned the battlefield, burning blood and essence, and fled wildly.
"He escaped!"
"The Rock Giant King has escaped!"
This scene shocked the hearts of many kings of all races who were still struggling to support themselves.
Some still want to continue to support and wait for a miracle.
After all, the starry sky of the Realm is not a place for a king to survive at all. Leaving the small world is almost a slow death.
Some kings sighed deeply and fled frantically with a few tribesmen without any hesitation.
The latter kept appearing and increasing, causing the situation to quickly slide towards the abyss.
In the end, the king who still wanted to persevere showed bitterness on his face and fled in all directions at a faster speed, giving up everything.
Fighting has no meaning anymore.
collapse.
This battlefield has completely collapsed!
The king of all races and the coalition of all races collapsed, and countless monks fled madly, losing all their institutions, like a headless fly, completely losing their threat.
"Kill!"
The Blood River King did not pursue the order and turned back to surround the Cyborg King.
boom!
At the same time, Xianmen Ten Thousands of Fleet Cannons accumulated energy for a long time, and fired again. Hundreds of thousands of naval cannons were fired, aiming at the Cyborg King to lock down the bombardment.
In this battlefield, everyone and all attacks are aimed at him!
Death, coming clearly, is inevitable.
"No!"
"The glory of the Skeleton Blood Imperial Clan..."
The Cyborg King burst into tears.
……
at the same time.
In the Great Sun Tianchi, the bright young man in green opened his eyes for the first time, staring at the battlefield and looking into the distant starry sky.
There, nine figures are emerging.
"Interesting."
"Interesting..."
Jiang Ding finally stood up and thought silently: "It's really rare that the Eight Immortal Sect Taoists have the courage to appear in front of me again. I thought that enemies of the same level in the future will only exist in the upper world and the unknown starry sky. ”
"Now it seems that I have underestimated the heroes in the world."
"Maybe there will be surprises?"
(End of chapter)