Chapter 40 The fate of the barbarians is over, and the Great Xia is at its peak
Lin Qiye went all out.
Behind him, the shadow of a dragon elephant standing hundreds of feet high rose from the ground. His scarlet eyes opened calmly and stared at the Holy Lord indifferently.
Thousands of giant thunder dragons opened their fangs and claws, and quickly penetrated into Lin Qiye's body.
then.
Lin Qiye turned into a god who controlled thunder.
Thunder and lightning flashed in his eyes.
Behind the wings, there was lightning and thunder, and the giant dragon was circling.
He could feel the terrifying aura emanating from Lin Qiye.
The phantom of the tiger god inside the holy body trembled suddenly.
"Run! Run!"
The tiger god's phantom reminded tremblingly.
The Holy Lord froze on the spot.
"Tiger God Xuying personally told me to run away? Is he so strong?!"
The Holy Lord gritted his teeth and couldn't believe it.
"I'm afraid I won't! I don't believe that Xia Yuzhou's genius can be invincible in the world!"
The reminder of the Tiger God's phantom hurt the self-esteem in the Holy Lord's heart.
The muscles of its arms were tense, like two giant pythons, dancing with Fang Tian's painted halberd, slashing at Lin Qiye.
Lin Qiye's eyes were cold.
The wings of lightning and thunder ejected behind him.
Immediately turned into afterimages.
Mayfly blinks.
Then he slashed Fang Tian's painted halberd with his sword.
The terrifying power flows from Fang Tian's halberd to the Holy Lord.
The Holy Lord's face turned pale, and the blood vessels on his arms, as thick as eels, popped and burst.
The Holy Lord was stunned.
With trembling hands, my heart sank to the bottom.
It finally wakes up!
It turns out...the lessons learned by our ancestors over one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand years are a supreme truth.
When you meet Xia Yuzhou's genius, you really have to run away!
The Holy Lord understood why the ancestors emphasized it repeatedly in ancient books.
run!
Must run!
The Holy Lord gritted his teeth, not caring about his self-esteem, let alone the burning vitality, and just retreated frantically.
In a blink of an eye.
It swept away thousands of meters.
Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Take a long road trip?
More cowardly than the White Tiger King?
Lin Qiye's eyes flashed with surprise.
immediately.
His eyes were filled with indifference.
"If you run in front of me, you will die faster..."
The voice fell.
The wings of thunder flap.
Lin Qiye was like an eagle hunting prey at high speed, pounced on the fleeing Holy Lord.
have to say.
The Holy Lord has his own tricks for escaping, and his escape speed and route are quite tricky.
Without angel wings.
Lin Qiye might really not be able to catch up with the Holy Master who was running away.
But with angel wings, it's completely different.
Lin Qiye flew across the sky at an extremely fast speed, and the afterimages flickered behind him.
The speed is so fast that even the powerful Jindan dazzles.
Just for a moment.
Lin Qiye came behind the Holy Lord.
The long sword hovering around the thunder dragon slashed towards the Holy Lord's head.
"laugh--"
An extremely fast knife.
Gone in a flash.
The sword light penetrated into the back of the Holy Lord's neck and quickly disappeared.
Later.
The Holy Lord's head flew high.
The world spins in my eyes, and darkness erodes my eyes.
This is what a beheaded head looks like.
The face of the Holy Lord's round tiger is full of fear, regret, unwillingness, and nostalgia for life...
"The Holy Lord... died like this?"
When the generals and tiger kings saw that the Holy Lord had turned into a flying-headed savage, they couldn't help but open their mouths so much that their tongues couldn't move down.
next moment.
They run away!
but.
Ji Qinghuan Shi Shiran stopped them.
A long dragon of flames hovered in the sky, silently overlooking a few people.
"Everyone, where do you want to run to?"
The oriole-like voice is particularly beautiful, but it contains the ultimate killing intent and coldness.
The scalps of the tiger kings were numb, and their faces suddenly changed.
"This woman is as terrifying as the Holy Lord! She is even a little stronger than the Holy Lord!"
"There is no time to delay! Rush! Rush over! If you don't rush, everyone will die!"
How dare these tiger kings waste time? They quickly burned their lives and bravely faced Ji Qinghuan.
pity……
They didn't resist for long.
Lin Qiye suddenly airborne and joined forces with Ji Qinghuan to kill a group of powerful men.
The killing is completed.
Lin Qiye reached out and pulled out a spear from the battlefield.
Provoked the Holy Lord's tiger head.
Hanging high above the battlefield, the majestic voice spread throughout the battlefield.
"The Holy Lord is dead!"
"Surrender!"
Hearing that the king's leader had killed the enemy's holy master, a human race's golden elixir powerhouse, his morale soared! He attacked even more fiercely!
When the powerful men of the Divine Tiger Clan glanced over from the corner of their eyes, their hearts suddenly trembled.
"Hiss—the Holy Lord fell so quickly?!"
"Even the Holy Lord can't escape death, let alone us?"
"We will definitely die on the battlefield! This is a battle of genocide! There will be a genocide!
There is no other way! Fight with all your strength! Give your family and comrades in the rear a chance to escape!"
"One of the two is dead, so why not replace one before you die?"
"The Divine Tiger Clan! Kill!"
The elites of the Shenhu Clan were in a desperate situation.
They were frightened and despaired. But after despair, they held the belief that they would die and turned into mourning soldiers.
then.
1.4 million mourning soldiers and one million mourning soldiers were strangled together.
Explosions occurred one after another on the battlefield, and it turned out that some strong men from the Divine Tiger Clan blew themselves up in despair.
Pieces of meat and body parts were thrown away.
Soon, rivers of blood flowed near the battlefield.
The mutilated corpses were floating in the river of blood.
The blood steamed, forming blood clouds in the sky that covered the sky and the sun.
Even the sun has been avoided, not daring to cast its rays.
The entire battlefield was like a meat grinder, and the powerful Jindan men were minced one after another and turned into corpses.
No one can stay sane!
At first, some people may feel panic, fear, fear, and want to run away.
But at the end of the fight, the anger in his heart skyrocketed and he completely turned into a killing machine.
Even Ji Qinghuan and Lin Qiye were on the battlefield, their eyes red from the killing.
The fight lasted for three days and three nights...
The battlefield with a radius of 100,000 miles was beaten to the point of sinking 30 meters, and blood accumulated in the battlefield to form a lake.
Corpses were floating in the lake of blood.
Three days and three nights later.
The sun sets in the west.
The setting sun is like blood.
The war is over.
The powerful men of the Divine Tiger Clan will all die!
As for the human race's millions of golden elixir monks, only five thousand were left dead. They were covered in scars and not a single part of their body was intact.
but!
They won the war!
The dead soldiers were quite excited, the joy of victory spread in their hearts, and their numb mentality was like new buds sprouting from dead trees in spring.
"Master of the country, Chief Ji, we... won! We won!"
"We won! Hahahaha!"
The dead soldiers twitched the corners of their mouths and burst into heroic laughter.
Lin Qiye nodded slightly.
"Yes, we won!"
"The fate of the barbarians is over! Daxia is like the sky! From now on, we, Daxia, are the masters here! We have opened up a vast territory for future generations!"
Lin Qiye's sonorous voice fell in the ears of every dead soldier.
They were deeply touched and moved to tears.
"The fate of the barbarians is over! Daxia is like the sky!"
"The fate of the barbarians is over! Daxia is like the sky!"
"The fate of the barbarians is over! Daxia is like the sky!"
"we won!"
"Long live the king!"
The dead soldiers looked up to the sky and roared, venting the joy in their hearts.
at the same time.
The blood lake rolled up waves several feet high, and it seemed that the compatriots who had died in the battle were also celebrating in agreement.
Lin Qiye silently looked at the surviving dead soldiers.
"Recuperate for a while, then collect the bodies of our comrades, and we will return in triumph!"
Hearing Lin Qiye's words.
The surviving dead soldiers fell into silence.
next moment.
They were still laughing wildly and wept bitterly. Tears flowed down their bloody faces, washing out a shocking tear trail.
"We won! But... our comrades..."
"Our comrades! The comrades we get along with day and night!"
Five thousand dead soldiers looked up to the sky in mourning, as if their hearts had been torn into pieces.
See this scene.
Ji Qinghuan's eyes were filled with tears, and her face was filled with worry.
Lin Qiye held the long knife and took a deep breath.
He could not calm down the emotions of the dead soldiers.
Because war is so cruel.
Even he could only send me a trivial tribute.
"The body is dead, but the soul is a spirit, and the soul is a ghost hero! Daxia will always remember the heroes who died fighting for Daxia!"
Lin Qiye sang poems that no one knew.
The cold wind howled.
The blood cloud turned into rain and hit everyone's faces.
The dead soldiers covered their faces and cried bitterly for a long time. Finally, they wiped away the blood on their faces, and their eyes gradually became cold.
"Master... we will continue to fight. We will carry the legacy of our comrades and destroy all alien races in the entire Shenhu Universe, leaving no one behind!"
"Master, please take us to continue the expedition!"
"Please take us on the expedition!"
The dead soldiers petitioned sonorously.
Lin Qiye was about to speak.
The prompt of the Life Lamp Gem suddenly sounded in my mind.
This time the prompt was particularly weird and special.