After three attacks, the city defense formation that could support the elites of the royal family to attack for a day was shattered. There was no one in the city protected by the formation. Almost all of them fainted, and some were directly shocked to death by the aftermath of the powerful force.
, Qin Hao's men were all injured, but the death was not that terrible, because Qin Hao used his full strength to protect them with his formation.
"What a terrifying Desolate tribe. Although the formation in this city of miracles is not connected to the source of demonic energy in the void, it is enough to support our attack for one day. The Desolate tribe has only been defeated three times. Fortunately, Huang Junmo has not broken through the gods yet."
Otherwise, the more terrifying Desolate Clan will be awakened, and the entire Miracle City will not be able to withstand the Desolate Clan's attack!" said one of the guardians who was let go by Qin Hao.
As for the power of the Desolate Clan, almost all the powerful people only existed in the words of legends. Today, they experienced it personally, and they knew that the legend was worthy of the name, and this Desolate Clan was just the lowest existence in the magic jar of the Desolate God.
That's all. It is said that the Magic Jar of Aragami can be used to its extreme, allowing the magic power of God to resist the Creator.
"Destroy him!" A cold voice came out of Huangjun Mo's mouth, but the strength seemed a little weak. His face was as pale as paper, bloodless, as if dead.
When his order was issued, the Huang tribe stepped into the void and headed towards Qin Hao on the ancient tower. Huang Junmo's eyes never left Qin Hao's direction. He originally wanted to issue an order to destroy the City of Miracles, but he thought of Bai Bai.
The royal family has lost 50 million elites here. If the City of Miracles is destroyed, they will get nothing. When the time comes, there will be so many complaints that even the original Golden Clan behind Huang Junmo will be unable to deal with it.
To completely solve all this, the young man on the ancient tower is his goal. If he kills him, everything will return to normal order. He paid such a high price, not just for a moment of anger, because from now on
The moment his eyes intertwined with Qin Hao's, Huang Junmo sensed danger from Qin Hao.
Except for a few gods and demon generals, there are almost only a handful of people who can make him feel danger. In the chaotic battlefield, as long as he is not a god or demon, Huangjun Mo has no fear of any strong person.
In the ferocious face of "Roar", a pair of eyes are like lanterns with a strange dark red light. The terrifying aura is so heavy that the people in the Miracle City can't breathe. This is a kind of supreme combat power, belonging to gods and demons.
strength.
It steps into the void, and every step creates ripples of the rules of the void. If it attacks with all its strength, I am afraid that the Desolate Race can tear the void apart and reappear the original chaos. In the chaotic battlefield, if the void is torn apart, it will be the original chaos.
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All the conscious beings had fear on their faces and in their hearts. They didn't dare to look at this desolate tribe. It seemed to be walking slowly, but it crossed the distance of time and space in one step and headed towards the ancient pagoda. That kind of terrifying power
, does not belong to the Chaos battlefield, but this is the summoning of treasures, not a real entry, so the rules of chaos will not obliterate this existence, and Shinra and Mara will not suppress it.
"This time, he is dead. This damn guy caused us to lose so many elites. He died at the hands of the Desolate Clan and will never have a chance to resurrect. This is the consequence of offending the royal family!" said a guardian!
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"Original Chaos can't save him. It's a pity that the existence killed by the Desolate Clan can never be resurrected. It completely disappears in the Original Chaos, but no trace of his origin can be found." Some guardians commented.
Those who die in the hands of the Desolate Clan are completely wiped out in the original chaos, and will never have the chance to be reborn. Existences born in the original chaos will have the possibility of the next life after more or less falling, and the Desolate Clan is to eliminate this possibility.
They are not only powerful in strength, but their will is comparable to the gods and demons that came out of the eggs of gods and demons. This is the Desolate tribe, and their will is extremely terrifying.
"After he dies, everything can return to its original order, but this time I'm afraid the Hundred Royal Clan is going to be reshuffled again!" Some guardians know very well that when a group's power is vacuumed in a place, it will inevitably be replaced by another group.
The ethnic group will replace it, unless it is as powerful as the original royal family.
Otherwise, even the top ten royal families will face such a fact that they are unwilling to face.
"He can change the situation on the chaotic battlefield. He can be considered a great talent, but it's a pity that his sharp edge will be revealed. Even if Huang Junmo doesn't use this terrifying power, he will inevitably end up dead."
Almost everyone thinks that Qin Hao will definitely die, because he has offended the public, and under the hands of a Desolate tribe whose strength far exceeds his own limit, no one can escape death, even if those generals of gods and demons face this Desolate tribe,
There is no guarantee of victory. The weakest Desolate clan is considered strong in the eyes of the strong in the realm of gods and demons, unless it is the original royal clan born from chaos.
"Damn it, how could such a terrifying thing come from!" Laoyoutiao was trembling all over. He saw with his own eyes that under that peerless power, the source crystal that supported the operation of the formation was shattered instead of being consumed by all the power inside.
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"My origin is chaos. This guy from the Huangjun Mo actually summoned all the Huang clan. Nagawa is really annoying, but this time Qin Hao has suffered a lot. One Huang clan is enough to decide everything!"
Hanbany was hiding underground, feeling all this and feeling a little palpitated.
"Leader, what should we do now? I'm afraid this formation won't be hidden for long!" And beside him, there are several other strong men from the Giant Spirit Clan hiding, and their auras are no less than that of Hambani. They are sent by the Giant Spirit Clan.
The strong men came to support Qin Hao, and they were hiding underneath in order to give the royal family's coalition a head-on attack at the critical moment.
However, now it seems that there is no need to take action this time. The appearance of the Huang clan is probably beyond the expectations of everyone, and it is probably that even Huang Junmo himself did not want this.
"That guy can always create some miracles, so don't worry. If the descendants of Pan don't have any trump cards, how can the old immortals of the tribe let you come out to support him?" Hanban Ni said coldly, "What's more, he agreed.
I want to undo the curse of my giant spirit tribe, how could I be frightened by the desolate tribe so easily."
The other five giant spirits nodded, but their faces still showed disbelief. If they were not targeting the descendant of Pan, they would not come to help Qin Hao. They might even be among the coalition forces, and they would also come to take advantage of the fire.
"Leader, how sure are you of winning against Huang Junmo? Last time, that guy from Lianyuan was directly disabled by Huang Junmo. Damn, Huang Junmo used our giant spirit tribe to practice. I really want to beat him up.
!" One of the giant spirits said harshly.
"If he doesn't use the Magic Jar of Huang Shen to fight with me, I can beat him violently, but..." Hanbany thought about it for a moment, and then said, this is the most objective view. From Huang Junmo's perspective, it is absolutely unacceptable.
Those who would have a hand-to-hand fight with a Hanbanni would most likely use the Aragami Magic Jar to suppress the Hanbanni. In the end, it would definitely be Hanbanni who was beaten violently.
Although he was very reluctant to admit this, in his heart, Hanbany recognized it very much. His black magic wand was not even half as good as the Abandoned God's Magic Jar. However, if Huang Junmo really didn't use the Abandoned God's Magic Jar, then Hanbany would definitely
To be able to beat Huang Junmo violently, of course, this must be based on the prerequisite of hand-to-hand combat.
"General, let's leave the green mountains without worrying about firewood. We can't handle the Desolate tribe!" On the ancient pagoda, Yin Mo's face was also gloomy, even though he was once a god and demon, and he was also a cause and effect.
Gods and demons, but they still know a little bit about the terror of the Desolate Clan. They are existences in chaos, and they are not willing to fight with the Desolate Clan, not even the gods and demons of the original royal family.
However, when he looked at Qin Hao, he found that Qin Hao was not worried at all. Facing the imminent danger that could destroy him, Qin Hao's eyes showed a burning heat. This kind of burning heat was called madness.
, this made Yin Mao feel a chill in his heart, thinking that Qin Hao wanted to use the treasure he used in Wanghuang City?
Everyone knows how powerful the ancient pagoda is, but it is definitely not a good thing to have such a treasure with you. Otherwise, Qin Hao would not have immediately retreated after attacking Wanghuang City and disappeared into the vast chaotic battlefield. After all, there were Shenluo and Moluo.
Even if Huang Junmo can use the Magic Jar of Huang Shen, he still has to surrender in the chaotic battlefield, because this is the territory that belongs to Shinra and Mara, and they are everything here. This is a battlefield based on the rules of chaos. Anyone can
Can't be disobedient.
"Ouch!" Yuanlang Emperor stood on Qin Hao's shoulder, exuding terrible murderous intent. Its eyes were fixed on the invading Gods and Demons, as if it was ready to pounce at the next moment.
However, Qin Hao's hand gently stroked its fur, seeming to comfort it and calm it down. However, the Yuanlang Emperor did not seem to be able to defeat the power of the Desolate Clan, and finally fell down.
In fact, Qin Hao seemed to have no other option besides using the pagoda. However, he knew the consequences of using the pagoda, so at first he did not plan to use the pagoda to suppress the desolate race with the aura of the eggs of gods and demons inside.
But when the desolate tribe approached, the pagoda became autonomous and responded.
From the eggs of gods and demons in the pagoda, a will came out. This will seemed to be communicating with Qin Hao. The strong and powerful will seemed to tell Qin Hao that he had been blasphemed, so Qin Hao felt at ease.
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A powerful force blessed Qin Hao, giving him the feeling that he could soar in the chaotic battlefield. When the Desolate tribe was less than a few hundred miles away from the ancient pagoda, Qin Hao moved. He did nothing, but he was like this
Jumping from the top of the pagoda, he soared into the sky. The feeling of not being bound by rules made Qin Hao once again feel the majestic power of being arrogant and able to fly freely in the world.
Everyone saw this incredible scene, because Qin Hao was clearly not a god or demon, but he could walk in the void. Even Huang Junmo's expression changed drastically, but he couldn't figure out how Qin Hao did it.
However, something even more terrifying happened. Qin Hao walked in the void, instead of escaping, he headed towards the Desolate tribe, as if he wanted to fight the Desolate tribe.
"This guy is really crazy!" Almost everyone has this feeling in their hearts.
But the Desolate tribe didn't seem to recognize this, and came straight towards Qin Hao. Looking at this little thing from a distance, it stepped towards Qin Hao with its hooves, and the terrifying force crushed everything below.
"Go back!" A strange voice came out of Qin Hao's mouth.
But just these three words, the Desolate tribe seemed to be frightened. In an instant, they retracted their hooves, turned around and went in the direction they came from, turned into a stream of light, and flew into the Desolate God's magic jar.
This is like a rabbit that saw an eagle soaring in the sky and was frightened back to its nest...~