The storm showed no sign of weakening. Blue ice crystals whizzed in the wind, like sharp swords. From time to time, screams of death would be heard in the distance. Those less powerful candidates were pierced by the terrible storm.
It's riddled with holes.
Feng Ziyue and Xiaodie were able to save a few people along the way, but they were unable to completely protect others in this terrible natural disaster.
"The location of the exit is difficult to find..."
In the storm that filled the sky, Feng Ziyue frowned. He really couldn't bear the misery of those innocent people, but manpower was sometimes poor. Even a strong man like him couldn't do it in such an environment.
Save everyone.
Under the premise that the storm could not be stopped, the only option was to take as many people as possible to escape as soon as possible. However, in the storm, I saw that I could not find the entrance to Dragon God Huangquan.
"No need to look for it...the exit is gone..."
Suddenly, a soulless voice came to his ears. Feng Ziyue was startled. When he looked back, he saw the God of Cookery slave transformed into a three-foot-tall giant, facing the wind and snow in the sky, with a sad face.
"Slave of the God of Food? Why are you here?"
The current shape of the Food God Slave was obviously his secret skill. Feng Ziyue didn't ask much, but he remembered that the Food God Slave was one of the first group of people. How could he be so fast in this huge storm?
Just ran back?
"When I saw that something was wrong, I immediately transformed and returned. This is my God Clan's Vajra body. It is not afraid of storms and has the ability to shrink to an inch, so I retreated faster than you. However, I found the Dragon God Huangquan.
The entrance has disappeared! Damn it! I didn’t expect that Longwu Tianjun, a powerful person of the generation, would come up with such a poisonous plan to frame us!"
The older the God of Food slave Jianghu gets, the less courageous he becomes. Although the huge wealth of Dragon Bone City is extremely tempting to him, once he discovers that something is wrong and the terrifying aura contained in the storm, even he, as one of the twelve main gods of the God Clan, can
Unavoidably feeling a little frightened, he immediately stepped back without hesitation.
Unexpectedly, he ran back to the starting point, only to find that the entrance had disappeared. This was a big surprise. His first reaction was that he had been tricked!
There are inevitably some conflicts between various races. Although the ghost race and the god race are not sworn enemies, they do not necessarily have a particularly friendly relationship. Could it be that this is what Longwu Tianjun wants to use to deal with the strong men of each race?
’s plan?
Isn't this too harsh?
Feng Ziyue shook his head, "Brother God of Cookery, that may not be the case..."
He told the story about tracking the injured Kishin Guards and encountering a small skeleton. When the God of Cookery slave heard about this, he couldn't help but take a breath.
He slapped his thigh hard and said, "I've been wondering, what if Long Wu Tianjun catches all of us in one fell swoop? It turns out it's not him who is responsible, but the Doomsday Dragon's revenge. This is terrible!"
Among the gods, they also have a certain understanding of the Doomsday Dragon and its secrets. As the slave of the God of Cookery, the twelve main gods, naturally know much better than Feng Ziyue.
It was precisely because of this that he felt even more afraid.
"The Doomsday Dragon is an ancient monster. It was active before the birth of our six races and possesses incredible power..."
He explained to Feng Ziyue.
Xuanyuan Ancient Battlefield was originally a special place that was opened up for unknown reasons, but before it was opened, it was not that there were no other living things here.
I don't know who the god is, but he keeps putting people from the six major races here. At the beginning, the six groups were very small, and the biggest conflict was naturally the conflict with the original residents of this place.
These natives are not easy to deal with!
The Doomsday Dragon, the Storm Beast, the Immortal Phoenix, these ancient behemoths possess great power, and the initial battle was extremely cruel.
As the six races continued to multiply, they finally wiped out all these ancient behemoths. From then on, it was the prelude to the era of struggle among the six races.
Among these giant beasts, the Doomsday Dragon is also the most famous.
His body was so huge that it could be said to cover the sky and the sun, as can be seen from his remains, and his strength was even more tyrannical enough to make even the eight-star warriors bend their knees!
"The Dragon Bone King who killed the Doomsday Dragon was a nine-star powerhouse at that time!"
When the God of Food slave mentioned this title, he couldn't help but show respect. Everyone would be in awe of the strong.
"Nine-star strong man?"
Feng Ziyue was startled for a moment. He had long heard the legend about the Dragon Bone King killing the Doomsday Dragon, but he had never thought that he was so powerful.
Now on the Xuanyuan ancient battlefield, nine-star experts were nowhere to be found. From what he thought, they must have been even rarer back then than they were now.
But if the first-generation Dragon Bone King was a nine-star powerhouse, then the leader of the ghost clan who was above him, the leaders of other clans, and the legendary human ancestor who defeated the five clans, then the
There should definitely be a lot of nine-star experts!
So where are they now?
Feng Ziyue frowned and wanted to ask, but knew that this was not a good time. After all, the purpose of the God of Cookery slave was just to exaggerate the power of the Doomsday Dragon.
"The Doomsday Dragon may be equivalent to a nine-star powerhouse, but his descendants should be no more than that. Otherwise, there would be no need to engage in this conspiracy. Xiaofeng, you don't have to be afraid!"
Xiaodie opened her mouth to encourage, and the God of Food slave nodded, but smiled bitterly.
"That is indeed the case. Judging from the situation you have seen him, he is no more than a Seven-Star at best. Not to mention that he is not the opponent of Longwu Tianjun. Even if Brother Feng takes action, he may not be able to survive."
"It's just...this is Dragon God Huangquan!"
He said the same words as the little skeleton who had his body taken away.
"This is Dragon God Huangquan?"
Feng Ziyue pondered the meaning of this sentence, "Brother God of Cookery, what does this mean?"
"The meaning of this sentence..."
The God of Food slave sighed, and turned his huge eyes in a circle, looking at the raging blue storm in the distance.
"...It means we will die soon..."
The Dragon God Huangquan is the residence of the Dragon Soul of the Doomsday Dragon. Although the power of this Dragon Soul is sealed, it is at least eight-star strong. Everyone in the God Clan knows this.
In fact, every time the ghost clan passes through a stage, the seal of Dragon God Huangquan will be strengthened to prevent the dragon soul from escaping.
The descendant of the Doomsday Dragon may not have much ability and is not too strong, but in this Dragon God Underworld, he can borrow the power of the dragon soul.
The power of the eight-star strong man!
Even the Food God Slave, one of the twelve main gods, the Demon Clan's Young Master Ling Kong Wuji, and Feng Ziyue, combined, are far from being a match for an eight-star powerhouse!
"Now, he has to clean up those miscellaneous fish. Next, it will be us."
Perhaps to confirm his words, I heard a muffled groan from the front, and a figure in white spurted blood from its mouth and flew backwards like lightning!