In the mountain forest, Xiao Yi suddenly released his spiritual power, covering an area of four to five miles.
Every move of all warriors is under his control at this moment.
"Luo Zhan, the youngest son of the War King, has awakened the second-grade supreme bloodline. He is less than twenty-five years old this year and has already entered the first-level realm of Wuhou. His future is limitless."
"Eighth Prince Tang Jing is not weak to him, and is even stronger than him. Unfortunately, they all once fled in fear of the dragon-slaying God of War in the human-dragon battlefield."
"If the Dragon-Slaying God of War is still alive, he must have entered the Wuhou realm by now. It's a pity that such a genius died young." A warrior said with an extremely regretful expression.
"That descendant of the King of Swords is also very scary. He is the most proud disciple of a powerful martial king from the Dade Dynasty, and is also Tang Jing's best friend. Together, the three of them can definitely sweep through everything except the top three in the secret realm."
"Yes, it is said that one or two young wizards who have entered the Wuhou Realm have suffered great losses at their hands."
"This time, they are bound to get that top-grade medicine." Everyone commented, their eyes full of fear.
Whoosh.
While Xiao Yi was collecting information, he was running rapidly through the mountains and forests. Ancient trees exploded wherever he passed, and nothing could resist his pace.
Ahead, hills hundreds of feet high appeared, towering over the earth like tombs.
Yaowang Valley is not a valley at all, but an independent area where even hills can be seen.
At this time, many warriors gathered in front of these hills, wearing various strange costumes.
They come from all the major dynasties in the dragon world.
Many of the warriors among them actually had profound energy derived from their bodies, and their strength was no weaker than that of Hong Liang and Hua Yuntian.
However, the expressions on their faces at this time looked extremely solemn, as if they were afraid of something.
"Damn it, with Tang Jing, Luo Zhan and the others here, that top-grade medicine will definitely have no chance with us."
"Although the dynasty they belong to is not as powerful as ours, its combat power is extremely terrifying, and we cannot compete with it at all." Some young geniuses from the Tai'a Dynasty and the Ziding Dynasty said with unwilling expressions.
The top-grade elixir is hidden in a hill ahead.
Unfortunately, Tang Jing, Luo Zhan and the descendants of the Sword King have already gone inside to search.
If others want to compete with them, they are destined to die.
"Ruolan." Suddenly, Xiao Yi, who was three or four miles away, suddenly trembled, and terrible anger spewed out of his eyes.
He saw that Yang Ruolan was being grabbed by a group of warriors, with shackles on her hands. There were wounds on her small and exquisite body, and the blood dyed her purple clothes red.
Her face was extremely pale, without a trace of blood, and she looked extremely weak. She had obviously suffered a lot of trauma.
"You damn bastards, let Fairy Ruolan go quickly."
"If Boss God of War is here, you will all die." Not far from Yang Ruolan, several young people shouted angrily.
Among them was a bald young man with bruises all over his body. Even a huge scar appeared on his chest, with even his bones exposed.
However, he still did not give in and roared at the group of warriors who captured them.
This person is none other than Li San.
"Ha! What kind of dragon-slaying God of War? He was already reduced to rubble on the human-dragon battlefield. Do you still expect a dead man to save you?"
"Hmph! So what if he is still alive? The Eighth Prince and Young Master Luo Zhan have already entered the Wuhou Realm. It will be easy to crush him." The group of warriors beside Yang Ruolan and Li San sneered, looking extremely wanton.
And arrogant.
There are a dozen of them in total, all of whom are capable men under Tang Jing and Luo Zhan, and several of them have developed a trace of profound energy in their bodies.
Yang Ruolan and Li San were captured by them.
Of course, this was all under the orders of Tang Jing and Luo Zhan.
"When the Eighth Prince obtains that high-grade precious medicine, your death will come."
"A few reptiles from the Great Xuan Dynasty dare to walk with the dragon-slaying God of War. I'm really tired of living."
"Don't worry, you will be able to go to hell soon and reunite with the Dragon-Slaying God of War." The expressions of these warriors were extremely cold, and the corners of their mouths were filled with a hint of teasing.
The reason why they never killed Yang Ruolan and Li San was to wait for Tang Jing's order.
Otherwise, Yang Ruolan and the others would definitely not be alive now.
"Boss, God of War, have you really fallen?"
"Alas! It would be great if the boss, God of War, was here. Tang Jing and Luo Zhan are all bullshit." The eyes of Li San and the others were full of grief, anger and helplessness.
"Oh my god! Fairy Ruolan actually fell into the hands of Tang Jing and Luo Zhan."
"It's over. No one can save her this time."
"It's a pity that a generation of young female supremes from our Daxuan Dynasty have fallen like this." Not far away, some warriors from the Daxuan Dynasty sighed with emotion.
Whoosh.
At this moment, a figure suddenly roared out from the mountain forest, causing a big explosion in the air.
In that place, ancient trees exploded one after another, and all the weeds on the ground turned into powder.
This figure is none other than Xiao Yi.
At this moment, a cold light shot out from his eyes, and his whole body seemed to have transformed into an ancient ferocious dragon, quickly killing the group of warriors.
"Who?"
"If you don't stop, do you want to die?" The group of warriors were shocked and yelled at Xiao Yi.
Puff.
The next moment, a purple-gold profound energy spurted out from Xiao Yi's body, turned into a sword, and chopped off the head of the warrior standing in the front, and the blood dyed the ground red.
"Huh? That person seems to be Xiao Yi."
"Is he crazy? He actually dared to attack Tang Jing and Luo Zhan's people." Many warriors screamed in shock, stunned by the scene in front of them.
At this time, Qiuxia and Little Fatty also rushed out of the forest.
When they saw that Yang Ruolan's body was covered with scars and she was dying, they were all furious.
"You beasts, how dare you do this to Ruolan, I can't spare you." Qiuxia said with tears rolling down her eyes, looking extremely sad and angry.
"You are so daring that you dare to provoke us. You are simply asking for your own death."
"Kill him." The group of warriors were enraged when they saw Xiao Yi killing people as soon as he came up.
They are all capable subordinates of Tang Jing and Luo Zhan, and they can almost walk sideways in the Dream Emperor's secret realm.
But now, there is a blind person who dares to provoke them.
Today, he must die without a burial place. (To be continued...)