This night is destined to be anything but ordinary.
In the Eastern Spirit Realm, the dragon-locked land that had lasted for more than two hundred years has once again broken its seal.
Looking at the mountain col where dragons roared like the sea, tens of thousands of warriors were all excited, their faces flushed as if they were a little crazy.
"Come on!"
In the vast sea of people, someone didn't know who yelled.
In less than a breath, tens of thousands of warriors moved together, leaping into the mountain col like locusts crossing the border. The scene was terrifying, comparable to the first in five hundred years!
In less than a moment, thousands of warriors jumped into the mountain col. Behind them, there was a steady stream of warriors, rushing in with the tide.
On the top of the mountain, Lin Huang saw many warriors being trampled to death.
There was a bang.
At this moment, a loud noise came from the mountain col. An infinitely terrifying aura swept out from the dragon-shaped hill, like a peerless killing array, rushing into the void.
In an instant, countless screams rang out.
Lin Huang turned his head and looked at the scene in the mountain col, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils. The thousands of warriors who had previously rushed into the mountain col were killed by the terrifying killing array in the blink of an eye. All of them were cut off at the waist, and there was no trace left.
vitality.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of people were wiped out!
Outside the mountain col, tens of thousands of warriors were horrified.
They stopped immediately, but were unable to block the huge driving force behind them, and headed towards the mountain col step by step.
At this moment, the dragon-shaped hill in the mountain col exploded completely, revealing a huge dragon shadow inside, which seemed to be slowly recovering.
But the exploded hill formed a feng shui massacre formation, full of the power of imprisonment and killing, guarding the dragon veins within it.
"Why is there still a killing array here?"
"The majestic Xuanyuan Mansion can't even break through a killing array?"
"Xuanyuan Mansion actually dares to trap us!"
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Outside the mountain col, there were warriors shouting and cursing in the direction of Xuanyuan Mansion, full of anger. They blamed Xuanyuan Mansion for not releasing the killing formation.
In the snow-white tent, Qin Xuance's hand that originally broke through the Feng Shui killing formation paused, and then he chuckled, waving his snow-white robe, and walked out of the tent.
Then, from the top of Xuanyuan Mansion, a cold voice sounded:
"The dragon's veins have been sealed for more than two hundred years. His heart is filled with resentment and he has gathered a protective killing formation. Only blood can calm the anger of the dragon's veins and dissolve the feng shui killing formation!"
From the top of the mountain of Xuanyuan Mansion, all the warriors' expressions froze, and they suddenly froze on the spot. Looking at the Feng Shui Killing Formation outside the Dragon Vein, they looked hesitant.
"Come on!"
From behind the crowd, there was another roar. Immediately, countless warriors reacted and crowded towards the col.
The group of warriors closest to the mountain suddenly looked horrified.
In less than a few breaths, a steady stream of warriors were squeezed into the mountain col, screaming in agony.
In less than a few breaths, the entire mountain col was filled with the astonishing smell of blood.
On the top of the mountain, Lin Huang looked at the scene in the distance and was shocked. At this moment, the mountain col had turned into an abyss of death. Even if the powerful Wuhou fell into it, his soul would be gone in an instant.
Ouch.
When the corpses of three thousand people were soaking in the mountain col, a unique dragon roar suddenly sounded in the void.
In the feng shui massacre formation, a virtual black dragon suddenly opened its eyes, shot out two beams of light, and swept towards the warrior outside the mountain col.
In the blink of an eye, those warriors shrouded in light beams were turned into ashes without even having time to scream, causing thousands of people to be horrified.
"Is this the power of dragon veins?"
"It's so terrifying. If you get the power of dragon veins, what kind of luck will you have?"
In addition to being frightened, the desires in every warrior's heart are also growing crazily.
On the top of Piaoxue Palace, a long sword suddenly appeared in Jun Qingcheng's hand.
In the void, many powerful Wuhou men appeared, and there were hundreds of them in total. They all stared coldly at the dragon veins in the mountain col, their fighting spirit boiling.
Together with Yan Zhijiao, the ancestor of Marquis Wu from Piaoxue Palace, they all appeared in the sky.
In just a few breaths, the heaven and earth roared once again with a roar of dragons, and the dragon veins in the mountainous area soared out, turning into a terrifying and boundless figure, looking down at all living beings from high above.
At this moment, the dragon vein appears!
Even though the dragon veins have no physical form, they are still terrifying. They are more than a thousand feet long, and the dragon scales are shining brightly, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.
As the dragon's body dances, the mountains roar, the tsunami roars, and the wind and clouds surge.
Looking at the dragon veins across the void, Lin Huang took a breath of cold air. The supreme pressure pressed down from the top of his head, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Ouch.
Between heaven and earth, the dragon roars again.
The thousand-foot-long dragon body danced, seemingly carrying endless anger, and swept towards the tens of thousands of warriors below. The terrifying force was like a mountain collapsing.
"Run away!"
Some warriors screamed in fear and ran wildly.
Rumble.
Wherever the dragon's body swept, all the mountains outside the col were turned into powder, and countless warriors turned into a blur of flesh and blood. Under the powerful whip of the dragon, an abyss of a hundred feet was actually drawn.
Seeing this scene, tens of thousands of warriors felt endless fear.
Such a powerful dragon vein is comparable to the appearance of King Wu, and its sharp edge cannot be robbed wherever it touches. Even the powerful Wuhou is vulnerable to a blow and has to retreat for ten miles.
How to kill such a powerful dragon vein?
At the top of Piaoxue Peak, Lin Huang tightly grasped Jun Qingcheng's little hand to stop the latter's impulse.
Buzzing.
At this moment, a ray of light reaching the sky appeared again in the tent of Xuanyuan Mansion. In the blink of an eye, the sound of rolling flags was heard, like mountains roaring and tsunami rising.
In the space of a hundred miles around, one hundred and eight red flags began to vibrate. As they flew and tore, a torrential force poured out, forming a large array of blood-red cages, surrounding the dragon veins from all directions.
Ouch.
Above the sky, the blue dragon roared. A pair of blue sea-like eyes stared angrily at the top of the mountain of Xuanyuan Mansion, like the dragon claws of a giant pillar slapping at the tent of Xuanyuan Mansion.
"Royal!"
On the top of the mountain, Shen Qingshan, the leader of Xuanzi Camp, and Zhao Huangtu, the leader of Dizi Camp, shouted angrily at the same time. Hundreds of Xuanyuan Mansion soldiers around them immediately stood up with their guns in formation.
Countless spear points pointed toward the sky, condensing into a terrifying aura, which seemed to awaken a large spherical formation on the top of Xuanyuan Mansion.
There was a bang.
The dragon's claws struck the spherical formation fiercely, causing the mountain top to sway as if it was about to collapse.
"Block...block!"
Outside the mountain col, a warrior exclaimed, looking at the top of the mountain where Xuanyuan Mansion was surrounded by a large spherical formation under the night sky, his eyes filled with horror.
The power of the Dragon Vein is comparable to that of a Martial King, and even hundreds of Martial Lords would not dare to confront it head-on. However, after the power of hundreds of warriors from Xuanyuan Mansion merged into the spherical formation, they actually blocked it.
Under the sky, the dragon's veins were frustrated and let out an even more angry dragon roar.
As the majestic dragon body danced, it hit the spherical formation.
In an instant, the huge spherical array shook, and it was covered with cracks.
In the large formation, all the soldiers of the Dixuan Shuangzi Battalion vomited blood, and their pale faces were equally shocked. Even the sect-protecting Feng Shui formation left by Master Xuanyuan Wuxiang, coupled with their strength, could not completely compete with Dragon Vein.
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On the top of Piaoxue Peak, Lin Huang frowned, and then everyone headed towards Xuanyuan Fu's camp.
At this moment, what Qin Xuance needed was time. Before Dragon Vein crushed the top of the Xuanyuan Mansion, he detained Long Vein with a hundred and eight large flags.
At the same time, the powerful Wuhou warriors in the void also reacted and landed on the top of Xuanyuan Mansion like lightning. The strength from their whole bodies poured out and poured into the spherical formation.
Tens of thousands of warriors under the void also reacted and integrated their own strength into the formation to resist the terrifying attack of the dragon veins.
In the snow-white camp, Qin Xuance's face was calm and serious. His slender fingers intertwined, pulling out countless afterimages in the air. One after another marks quietly emerged from his hands and disappeared into the light curtain of the camp.
Subsequently, the blood flag feng shui formation that blocked the space for hundreds of miles roared, and its bloody cage formation moved faster and faster towards the dragon vein...