Zhen Bantian faced Desolate's most powerful blow head-on. The domineering light group protecting him instantly disappeared, and his whole body floated out soundlessly, hitting the rebels on the ground.
Zhang Jingfeng, who was thrown by him, was shrouded in the seven-colored light that swept out, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out. No one within a hundred miles was spared, and they all fell in groups under the seven-colored light.
In the blink of an eye, the originally chaotic battlefield suddenly became deathly silent. More than a million troops fell under the shroud of colorful light, with more than half of them dead or injured.
At this moment of desolation, his mind has been lost. There is only destruction in his heart. Whether it is Tianshu's side or Yaoguang's side, they are all among his targets. And all this is what Zhang Jingfeng is happy to see.
Zhang Jingfeng spurted out a mouthful of blood and hit the ground hard. Then he struggled to stand up, supported his body with a bright silver gun and looked around quickly. When he saw the army that was fighting in a melee just a moment ago, almost all of them fell down.
After going down, he suddenly laughed.
"Hahaha——" Zhang Jingfeng, with blood stains remaining on the corner of his mouth, smiled and raised his head to look at the desolation in the sky. Seeing the desolation standing motionless in the air, he suddenly took a step forward, just like the unruly people in the countryside.
He said loudly: "Old man Huangwu, how does it feel to kill your own subordinates? Hahaha, do it again, do it again, and you can completely destroy this place."
Huang Wu remained motionless, looking at the densely packed soldiers lying on the ground without blinking. After a moment, he suddenly raised his hands, his eyes full of confusion.
"cough--"
At this moment, after receiving the most powerful blow from Desolation, he coughed violently for a long time. After spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, he suddenly turned over and got up.
However, as soon as he turned over and struggled to stand up, his legs immediately went weak, and then he fell down again.
At the same time, many soldiers in the fallen army began to stand up one by one. Looking around, these soldiers who kept standing up looked like tombstones standing on the desolate grassland. Under their feet were their companions and enemies.
's corpse.
The two armies of more than one million people can still stand up at this moment, and they will definitely not exceed 300,000. Most of them are the heavy cavalry brought by Zhang Jingfeng. Because they have not participated in the battle, and they are wearing heavy armor, they can survive.
Not surprising.
When he saw that his most elite subordinates were not seriously injured, Zhang Jingfeng laughed crazily again. The crazier he laughed, the more silent the desolate place standing in the air became.
"Master."
At this moment, Da Chongjiu rushed out from the pile of dead people and jumped in front of Zhen Bantian. Looking at the dying Zhen Bantian, Da Chongjiu knelt down with a pop, and then hugged Zhen Bantian tightly.
In arms.
Seeing that it was Da Chongjiu who appeared, he was shocked for a long time and coughed a few more times, and asked anxiously: "Why...are you...coming?" After saying that, he spurted out a few more mouthfuls of blood, and then lowered his hands unwillingly.
, eyes widened, staring at Da Chongjiu.
Da Chongjiu said nothing, silently bending down to pick up Zhen Bantian, then stood up and walked step by step towards Taoyuan Town.
The moment he stepped forward with his front foot, the desolate sky above suddenly flashed down, and the bright silver gun in his hand once again burst into dazzling light, instantly covering the heavy nine and shaking the sky for a long time.
When the thousands of troops were about to attack, Da Chongjiu raised his head suddenly, and then a wave of vast power burst out from his body, sweeping up at an alarming speed.
boom!
There was a muffled sound, and Dazhongjiu spurted out a mouthful of blood, but his body remained motionless.
"The Ancient Dragon Divine Technique!"
Seeing the violent force bursting out of Da Zhongjiu's body like the roaring ancient dragon, both Huang Wu and Zhang Jingfeng, who were high in the sky, took a breath of cold air. At the same time, Da Zhongjiu, who spurted out a mouthful of blood, suddenly bent He lifted his body and placed Zhen Half Sky flatly on the ground.
"Master, please rest for a while."
Without any emotion, Da Chongjiu gently patted Zhen Hantian, the benefactor who was both a master and a father to him, and then said softly: "Disciple, I will take you home soon."
After the words fell, he raised his head again, and the violent power was like the surging river rising up into the sky, reaching towards the desolation high in the sky.
"Ancient Nine Dragons Technique!"
Huang Wu once again exclaimed, this is the martial arts of the Baijia, the leader of the mainland's hundreds of tribes, which has been lost for thousands of years. The Baijia's glory back then can be compared with Tianshu, the most powerful among the Seven Kingdoms.
The martial arts master is the best in the world, and the martial arts master is the best among hundreds of schools.
This is an honor that belongs exclusively to the Bai Jia. The reason is that the ancient Nine Dragons Jue, which has never been passed down by the Bai Jia, has shocked the past and the present and is unrivaled.
However, the myth of the Ancient Dragon God Art was eventually lost in the great war a thousand years ago. At that time, the heads of the hundreds of families were beheaded by the evil king. A thousand years later, I did not expect this disciple of the hundreds of families. The Nine Dragon Art that had been searched throughout the continent actually appeared on Da Chongjiu.
The Giant Mountain Range, this ancient martial arts battlefield thousands of years ago, not only buried countless peak warriors, but also sealed countless peerless martial arts. Back then, Zhen Bantian entered the mountains and found the Eight Desolations Killing God Sword, which was used by hundreds of people on the mainland thousands of years ago. The seventh-placed divine sword of the ancient clan, he also found the ancient nine-dragon art of the hundred-style clan. Because he was not suitable for practicing the ancient dragon divine art, he passed this divine art to Da Chongjiu. However, Da Chongjiu Chongjiu has been stagnant and has never been used.
Now, his master was seriously injured and his life and death were unknown, so he had no worries.
The ancient Nine Dragons Technique has returned to the mainland after being lost for thousands of years.
The violent force that rolled like a river rushed through the air, approaching Huang Wu in an instant. Half of his strength was drained by the use of the ninth form of the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Spear, and Huang Wu could not dodge at all, so he could only raise the bright silver gun in his hand to strike down again.
In the fierce collision, two equally violent forces exploded, and the disintegrated power suddenly turned into starlight that filled the sky, covering the sky and earth and spreading to the entire battlefield.
Taiqu, who had already walked out of Taoyuan Town, saw this scene and couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. He grabbed Zhao Qingzhu and said in a trembling voice: "Hahaha, the era of domineering dominance of hundreds of martial arts is about to end. Boy, you It’s time for a hundred schools of thought to compete for supremacy.”
Before he could finish his words, the overwhelming starlight suddenly gathered together, and in the blink of an eye, a giant dragon a hundred feet long appeared across the sky.
roar!
As soon as the giant dragon transformed, it roared loudly. The terrifying sound waves immediately shook the hearts of everyone present. Those soldiers who had just stood up, who were already injured, could not bear the roar that shook the world, and they all shouted Vomited blood and fell down.
After letting out a loud roar, the giant dragon suddenly turned its head and then rushed towards the desert with its fangs and claws.
On the ground, Da Zhongjiu spurted out another mouthful of blood.
The Ancient Nine Dragons Technique uses one's own essence and blood to awaken the ancient dragon to fight. Each mouthful of blood can awaken a giant dragon, but the caster will also be one step closer to death! This is a suicidal martial arts, but it is not impossible. Breaking the rumors, as long as you practice the Ancient Dragon God Art to the highest level, you can be with the gods and become the supreme being who controls the nine-headed dragon to fight.
But even the genius master of the Hundreds of Families for Thousand Years could not break through the last level, and finally lost his life while awakening the dragon to fight.
As Da Chongjiu's second mouthful of blood spurted out, a violent force burst out from his body again and rose into the sky. After exploding high in the sky, another giant dragon hundreds of feet long descended.
Two hundred-foot-long giant dragons rolled and roared with the power of dominating the world, and headed towards the desolate flank.
Desolate has no choice anymore. The bright silver gun in his hand once again bursts out with terrifying energy linking the nine heavens. When the two roaring dragons collide with the bright silver gun in Desolate's hand, the light of destruction in the god-level realm once again blooms perfectly.
!
Seeing this, Taiqu finally took action.
He looked horrified and at the same time, lightning shot out, and a vast energy instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and a ball of destructive light rose into the sky and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
For a time, the heaven and earth trembled, the nine heavens screamed, and all living beings worshiped!
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