Chapter Eight hundred and seventy-four, kill them all!
The high priest looked at the seven people guarding the hall, and then smiled knowingly: "We have been fighting for decades for our own camps. I didn't expect that we could fight side by side before we died."
Hearing the sad words of the high priest, Lei, who was among the seven people guarding the temple, shook his head and said: "Don't speak too early. No one is sure to die until the last moment."
The high priest thought for a while, then comforted himself: "That makes sense."
Lei turned back to Qing Long, Huang Long, and Red Dragon and entrusted them: "If you don't leave, it will be too late. Take everyone away quickly. The future of the Dragon Clan is entrusted to you."
The high priest also entrusted the three people: "Let's go quickly! After you find the prophet, you must obey his orders, because it is related to the survival of the Dragon Clan! Please, you must save the Dragon Clan and never let the Dragon Clan be destroyed.
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"Master High Priest, please rest assured, we swear that we will not let the dragon clan perish!" Qinglong, Huanglong, and Red Dragon all put their fists on their chests and swore to the high priest.
After the three people took the oath, they gritted their teeth and turned around to leave. They began to gather the members of the Dragon Clan and organize their rapid evacuation.
At this time, the Hell Ghost will be looking for Long Yuan in the giant pit and has no time to take care of the evacuated Dragon Clan members.
His eyes swept over the saint's body, and soon he found a faint light spot a hundred meters away from the saint's body, which was obviously Long Yuan buried in the rubble!
As soon as the Hell Ghost General discovered Long Yuan's location, a mirror suddenly rose from the ground at that location. Then a hand stretched out from the mirror, grabbed Long Yuan and brought him into the mirror.
The hell ghost was shocked, and his figure suddenly appeared in front of the mirror as if teleporting, and slashed across the mirror with a palm.
His palm directly penetrated the mirror, and the terrifying energy carried by the palm crushed the earth behind the mirror again, forming an abyss that was hundreds of meters long.
But the mirror passed through by his palm remained unscathed, just like a three-dimensional image.
"Who is it! Hand over Long Yuan quickly, or you will die without a burial place!" the hell ghost general shouted threateningly.
The mirror didn't answer, but sank directly into the ground and disappeared.
"You're looking for death!" The hell ghost punched the ground with an angry fist, once again smashing a pit with a diameter of 100 meters in the ground, and splashing a dust cloud 200 meters high into the sky. The terrifying shock wave spread outwards, destroying everything around it.
Everything is shattered.
When the dust cloud dispersed, a gold-level earth gold came to the hell ghost general: "Chief, the dragon clan is evacuating, what should we do next?"
The hell ghost glanced into the distance, a fierce killing intent flashed in his eyes: "Kill them all!"
After the Hell Ghost General's order was issued, the Earth-Gold Legion was like a tsunami, heading towards the fleeing dragons unstoppably.
The high priest and the seven people guarding the temple risked their lives to stand in front of the army, and they joined forces to attack the army of millions.
The seven people guarding the palace reorganized into a formation and turned into a huge shark, rushing unstoppably into the Earth Metal army, smashing all the Earth Metals wherever they went.
The high priest took a forbidden drug that could increase his strength in the short term, but would cause death after an hour. Then he transformed into a dragon and rushed into the vast army, sweeping through thousands of troops with his own power.
The seven people guarding the temple and the high priest were only eight people. But these eight people held back the millions of troops, preventing them from advancing any further.
"A bunch of old immortal guys, I will send them all to hell today!" The hell ghost general shouted angrily, descended from the sky like a god, and struck at the seven people guarding the temple with an ax.
The seven people guarding the temple were not afraid at all. They jointly maintained the force field of the magic circle and threw themselves towards the hell ghost general in a suicidal manner.
The ax carrying dense energy fell on the combined magic circle of seven people like a divine punishment.
Bang--!
Along with a shocking loud noise, a bright ball of light suddenly exploded.
The seven-man formation that had previously been invincible in the face of the earth-gold army was completely disintegrated and exploded under this axe.
The seven powerful Dragon Clan warriors in the Martial Emperor Realm were all as vulnerable as chickens and dogs, and they were all blown to pieces in just an instant.
This scene completely shocked the high priest. He originally had some confidence in himself, thinking that he could resist the Dijin leader for a while after taking the forbidden drug.
And all his confidence collapsed completely the moment the magic circle of the seven people guarding the temple was cracked!
Only then did he realize that his strength and that of the Dijin leader were not at the same level at all.
"It's your turn next. Do you have any last words?" The hell ghost turned his gaze and then fell on the high priest.
"The dragon clan will not be destroyed!" The high priest said the last words firmly, and then the hell ghost general suddenly appeared behind him and blasted his head with a punch.
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Temple of the Prophet.
When Lin Yun opened his eyes, what he saw was a face that would captivate the entire country.
This is a beautiful yet dignified woman with waist-length black hair and a pair of black eyes similar to Lin Yun.
"Mother." Lin Yun got up from the bed and looked carefully at the woman in front of him. She was none other than his mother in this life, Yang Zhaochan.
"Yun'er, you've grown up." Yang Zhaochan reached out and caressed Lin Yun's cheek. She looked at Lin Yun with tearful eyes, filled with longing and surprise. She obviously didn't expect that her child could grow up to this level.
Wait for the situation.
Yang Zhaochan hugged Lin Yun into her arms: "I'm sorry Yun'er, my mother has never been with you for so many years, and she has never even come back to see you. It's my mother who owes you."
Lin Yun had no intention of blaming his mother. He knew that her mother could not help herself: "My sister has told me everything about my mother. This is not my fault. On the contrary, it is my mother who has suffered outside these years."
Yang Zhaochan shook his head and said: "No, it is your father who is really suffering. He is still imprisoned in the Assassination Society. It is all because of my fault. I must find a way to rescue him!"
Lin Yun looked into Yang Zhaochan's eyes and said firmly: "Mom, don't worry, leave dad's affairs to the baby, and the baby will rescue dad soon!"
As soon as Lin Yun finished speaking, Lin Ying's voice came from outside the house: "Brother Yun, Long Yuan was brought back by the man in the mirror. The prophet asked you to go over and take Long Yuan."
Hearing Lin Ying's words, Lin Yun and Yang Zhaochan both looked happy. This is really good news.
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The main hall of the Prophet's Palace.
The Dragon Yuan, which glows with blue light, is placed on the Holy Grail in the center of the hall.
Everyone gathered around the Holy Grail, anxiously waiting for Lin Yun's arrival.
Lin Yun, Lin Ying, and Yang Zhaochan quickly arrived at the main hall.
Upon seeing this, the prophet immediately said to Lin Yun: "The saint has died in the hands of the leader of Dijin. The Dijin army will come over soon. We don't have much time left. You should take Long Yuan quickly. Now we only have