Originally, Xiao Long was not qualified to touch this move, but in his demonized state, he was used!
The energy contained in every drop of calamity demon blood is countless times that of ordinary demonic energy. Only calamity demon blood can support the consumption of the desolation and destruction!
"ah!!"
"Help me!"
Those who had not had time to escape on the ancient battlefield all had their bodies rotten and turned into black blood.
As soon as Ye Tian and others entered the ancient battlefield, they were covered by the magic mist and the desolate aura swept in, causing their saint bodies to decay rapidly.
"No, get out of here quickly!" Great Sage Cangxuan exclaimed.
He is already seriously injured, so he shouldn't get involved in this matter. If there is another incident, he might really die here!
"Let's go!"
The saints all retreated violently, but some people were still affected by the desolate atmosphere. The great saint Cangxuan lost a leg.
The rest of the people also screamed, their bodies were corroded with blood holes, and the immortal essence in their bodies flew away like running water.
Saints look around!
The ground cracked layer by layer and turned into nothingness. The ancient battlefield collapsed and died at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Even Huo Lao felt a kind of pressure. He gritted his teeth and said: "Xiao Long, you must not die!"
"The true form of the ancestral dragon!"
His gestures changed, and his body turned into a giant red dragon, its surface surrounded by blazing fire.
His eyes were fixed on the ancient battlefield, and he rushed towards the end.
"Ancestor Fire, are you crazy? Come back quickly!" the Great Sage Titan roared.
As if Huo Lao hadn't heard anything, his speed suddenly increased and he rushed into the black mist.
"Xiao Long, you must not die!"
Huo Lao swung his tail, and surrounded by his flames, the black mist quickly receded, and the distance between him and Xiao Long became closer and closer.
………
Xiao Long was located deep in the ancient battlefield, his ferocious eyes staring ahead, where a giant red dragon was approaching.
During the flight, even the calamity demon blood could not get close to its body.
"The Flame Ancestral Dragon! Unexpectedly, one of the nine great ancestral dragons of the Dragon Clan is still alive!"
Xiao Long grinned and said: "Unfortunately, I am tired and don't want to tangle with you! Farewell!"
Xiao Long's body turned into a black light and quickly left this place, running towards the depths of the universe.
"Xiao Long!!" Huo Lao yelled.
From a distance, I could only see Xiao Long's body teleporting continuously, billions of miles away in an instant, disappearing in one breath, completely disappearing at the end of the universe.
After Xiao Long left, the ancient battlefield completely collapsed.
Boulders turned to dust, forests turned to ashes, mountains disappeared, and the ground rotted away.
Volcanoes, lakes, plains, swamps, including those Ya Sheng ruins, everything is gone!
In the great destruction of desolation, nothing can be spared!
Outside the ancient battlefield, everyone was staring straight ahead.
Under their eyes, they saw such a huge supercontinent gradually disappearing, its area getting smaller and smaller, and shrinking rapidly.
Before, they were still exploring treasures and searching for ruins on this continent!
Now, this continent is gone!
"Is this the power of a saint?" Long Moxi asked.
"The power of a saint!" Ao Jiuyou's eyes were filled with shock.
Desolation and destruction, everything is gone!
An hour later.
The demonic mist dissipated, and the calamity demonic blood exhausted its energy and disappeared.
What then disappeared was the entire ancient battlefield continent, with not even a single stone left.
"No way!" Hu Jiutian took a breath of cold air.
If the person he least wants to provoke in this life is undoubtedly Xiao Long!
This is a complete lunatic!
Even the Saint of Donghuang was beaten to a pulp, and ten saints of human and monster beasts joined forces to find themselves in a state of disarray!
Hu Jiutian still had lingering fears.
Just because of him, he still wants to take Xiao Long back? He also wants to torture Xiao Long!
Hu Jiutian laughed to himself, shaking his head repeatedly.
If Xiao Long is caught in the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, the entire clan will be wiped out before he can be tortured.
After all, the area of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan is similar to that of this ancient battlefield.
The ancient battlefields were destroyed to the point where not even a hair was left, and the fate of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan might not be much better.
At this moment, there are still a few scattered figures standing at the location of the ancient battlefield.
It was the group of saints who rushed down to the ancient battlefield just now, intending to capture Xiao Long.
But at this moment, they all had blank eyes and pale faces.
Huo Lao transformed into a human form again and sighed: "He's gone!"
"Run away?"
Everyone was startled.
Great Sage Cangxuan angrily rebuked: "Do you know how miserable Xiao Long has done to me! This time, my injuries will take at least hundreds of years to recover from!"
Moro Pill Saint also said: "Even if I have the pills from Yaoxian Valley, I won't be able to recover my vitality within ten years! What's more, there are ten less saints from my Yaoxian Valley who died here!"
Speaking of Yasheng's loss.
Ye Tian's face was even more gloomy, and he was extremely angry!
He hasn't counted yet how many sub-saints died in their Temple of War!
But on the entire ancient battlefield, there were at least twenty Yashengs sent by him, and I'm afraid not even one of them escaped!
This does not include those Immortal Emperors, who were killed like cannon fodder!
"Ancestor Fire, do you want an explanation from your dragon clan?" Youhai Dragon Saint said.
"Explain?"
Mr. Huo snorted coldly and said: "Xiao Long is a member of my dragon clan. Logically speaking, if he commits such a big mistake, I should give him an explanation!"
"But the cause of all this is Saint Donghuang of the Temple of War. If you want to give an explanation, you must first convict Saint Donghuang and execute him, and then I will give you an explanation!"
After saying that, Mr. Huo snorted coldly, ignored everyone, turned around and left!
Everyone looked towards Saint Donghuang.
At this moment, Saint Donghuang was floating in mid-air, his eyes closed tightly, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Suffering from Xiao Long's successive blows, less than 10% of the immortal energy in his body was left, so he had to fall into an emergency coma to keep his holy body from being damaged.
Ye Tian said coldly: "Donghuang hasn't woken up yet. Let's wait until he wakes up to talk about everything."
"However, Xiao Long's guilt is so great that sooner or later I will go to the Dragon Clan to raise an army to hold him accountable!"
Having said this, Ye Tian turned his eyes to the distance, looked at the crowd of people watching in the universe, and shouted loudly:
"Now, our God of War has listed Xiao Long as the most wanted criminal. No matter where he is, whoever finds him should immediately notify our God of War. I will reward him with a Saint Soldier!"
The sound rolled out and reached everyone's ears.
Saint soldiers as a reward!
Everyone knew that Xiao Long was probably doomed from now on.
The Great Sage Cangxuan also said: "Similar to me, Cangxuan Sect, we have listed Xiao Long as the most wanted criminal, assisting the War God Temple, and are determined to trace his whereabouts to the death!"
"Youhai Dragon Palace reconsiders! I will fight to the death to capture Xiao Long and seek justice for my dead disciple!"
"Yaoxian Valley reconsideration!"
"Reconsideration of the Killing Temple!"
"..."
Several saints who arrived one after another expressed their determination to track down Xiao Long. (To be continued)