With a bang, several saints knelt heavily on the ground, devastated, as if they had been drained of all their strength and exhausted their last energy. At this moment, they no longer had any will to fight, they were desperate and powerless.
He showed off his power again and again, became crazy again and again, and finally gained the fact that Tang Yan was immortal.
They once again saw Tang Yan being blown to pieces, and once again saw his reshaped body.
The Heaven Nailing Needle tried its best, but the result was no different from the first time.
Tai Shuyao and other saints were also dumbfounded. They even forgot to attack, forgot to join forces to suppress Tang Yan, and forgot to stop the sky fire from returning one after another. The scene in front of them gave them the enthusiasm they had just aroused.
After the water was put out, a basin of ice water was poured from the head to the soles of the feet, which was bone-chilling and cold throughout the body.
The only remaining faith... has collapsed.
Not only them, but also the saints of the Samsara Clan, the subordinates of the Peacock Holy King, and the saints of the Holy Spirit Temple also felt deeply powerless and felt inexplicable chills and horror when they saw this scene.
It's fear, and it's downright timid.
Can you kill them all? Now it is no longer a matter of realm or not, and no one is struggling with this issue.
The weird smile on the fire dragon's head was scarier than the evil ghost in their eyes, and it seemed to be mocking them and everything today.
"If you want to destroy Tang Yan, you must destroy his soul first. If his soul is immortal, his body will not be destroyed." Xuanyuan whispered.
The Peacock Saint King slowly shook his head and agreed with Xuanyuan's words. What Tang Yan did today was not only to punish the Yin and Yang tribe, but also to demonstrate to the heroes, to the world, to the Central Plains Empire and the Golden Ancient Clan, intending to convey that I will never die.
information to dispel all parties’ plans to harm him, his relatives and friends.
Xuanyuan and the Peacock Holy King stared at the fire dragon in the energy wave together, and soon they both spoke out: "Ensure the survival and prosperity of the Holy Spirit Temple."
To destroy Tang Yan, the soul must be destroyed. To destroy the soul, the spirit clan must attack.
At this moment, the two tribes decided to join forces to protect and strengthen the Holy Spirit Temple.
When all the dust and energy on the battlefield dissipated, the scene in the middle area of the battlefield was clearly displayed in everyone's eyes. At this time, all the green fires returned, pieced together into the complete Long Kui demon body form, and soon after
The flames slowly faded away, revealing the true demon body.
Tang Yan's whole body was riddled with holes and bleeding. A large number of scales fell off, revealing bright red flesh and blood. White bones could be seen in many parts. Even though he had transformed into a fire elf state, he was still hit by the unique aura of the Sky-nailing Needle.
The fact that it was pierced and maimed shows how terrifying the power of the Heaven-nailing Needle is, after all, it can even hit the emperor.
But half of its true destructive power was wiped out by the fire spirit's special body. Therefore, Tang Yan was disabled, but still alive, and Tang Yan was injured, but he also won.
The whole place was silent and silent. Strong men from all forces, whether human or demonic, all felt the uncontrollable shock and the trembling from their hearts.
Tang Yan lay there quietly. There was no strong comeback or high-profile rise. He just lay there, seeming to be sleeping and healing, but the impact on people was even stronger. Everyone knew that he was alive.
, everyone's hearts are slowly becoming oppressed at this moment. In their hearts, the dormant dragon is more majestic than the mountains, more vast than the ocean, and more unreachable than the sky.
Tang Yan's persistence until now is tantamount to creating history and shaping miracles. No matter how he looked at him before, he will face it with awe at this moment. This is a God of War. If he grows into an emperor in the future, he will definitely be a true God of War.
Uncle Fenghua stood high in the sky for a long time, looking at the scene below absentmindedly. No one knew what he was thinking at the moment, but they could all feel his deep unwillingness and despair. Soon after, the feeling of exhaustion and powerlessness disappeared from the sky.
Shu Fenghua was growing in the deepest part of his body and quickly expanded throughout his body. He did not resist this fatigue, nor did he resist this weakness. He was tired and injured. The scene in front of him slowly turned black. His body swayed and he fell to the ground.
ruins on the ground.
He inherited the power of the entire clan and exerted unparalleled power, but the overload of his body brought cruel trauma. Now is the time to accept the 'price'. He could have left the stage proudly and enjoyed the highest glory, but now
But he fell down helplessly. He could have returned to his clan proudly before the 'price' came, and welcomed the cheers of the whole clan and the whole crowd, but at this moment he fell down in front of everyone in the crowd.
The Yin Yang tribe and the Pangu tribe were silent. No one even had the courage to fight anymore, and no one could raise the faith to fight. They knew very well that Tang Yan could fight again at any time and crush any provocateur at any time.
They deployed what they could, they worked hard, but in the end it ended like this. They really couldn't accept it. Their noble status for endless years couldn't allow such a disastrous defeat, but... in the face of this
This is an endgame. Faced with such madmen, who can turn the tide?
All the saints silently returned to their ancestral land, guarded their clansmen, picked up their remaining dignity, shouldered their responsibilities, and fought to the end against Tang Yan.
This is a struggle between Tang Yan and the Yin and Yang tribe, and it is also a life and death game.
The appearance of Qi Lufu and the sharpening of their swords by Ma Yan Wang and others also destined that outside forces such as the Peacock Saint King would not be able to participate in this game.
They hate the Samsara clan for sitting back and doing nothing, but they also understand the other party's difficulties.
No one can count on them now. Only by fighting to the death can they be worthy of the name of the Golden Ancient Clan and worthy of the Human Emperor.
Tang Yan was entrenched in the ruins, ignoring the changes in the outside world, and concentrated on recuperating his injuries. The Sky-nailing Needle made him feel the lethality of weapons beyond human beings for the first time, and he paid a heavy price for it. His injuries were very serious, and it was more or less possible.
It was said that the lifeblood was injured.
The two attacks of the Sky-nailing Needle before and after caused more serious damage each time. The two times were superimposed, and the consequences were naturally terrible.
He must recuperate now, otherwise it will leave serious sequelae and even affect the future emperor.
The atmosphere of the battlefield gradually changed. At first, people were immersed in the shock, watching the entrenched Long Kui with awe, and feeling this unprecedented miracle with excitement. However, as time passed by, Tang Yan
He kept lying there and never got up again, let alone any attempt to launch an offensive.
"Tang Yan is healing his wounds? Doesn't he know this is a battlefield?"
"Tang Yan doesn't take the current Yin and Yang tribe seriously at all. It's like food that can be taken and requested. It can be enjoyed at any time. There is no rush."
"Alas, the poor Yin and Yang tribe, Tang Yan not only ravaged their bodies, but also insulted their souls, from beginning to end, from the inside to the outside. In my entire life, I have never seen such abuse of an enemy."
The peripheral forces were all filled with emotion. They had been completely defeated by Tang Yan. No wonder Tai Shuyao was so angry that he vomited blood. No one could resist him. They now began to pity the Yin and Yang tribe and were proud for endless years. Today is the day He fell down from the altar. He fell miserably and suffered a bloody head. To have an enemy like Tang Yan on his side was considered a bad luck.
"What should we do? Are we just going to watch the destruction of the Yin and Yang clan?" The Holy Spirit Temple approached the Peacock Holy King, trying to provoke the other party's murderous intention, and jointly deal with the current situation. They are now very broken inside. They finally fell down five years ago. He was determined and paid a lot of money to achieve an alliance with the Yin-Yang Clan. He thought he was going to prosper, but in the blink of an eye a few years later, the Yin-Yang Clan was suddenly about to perish?
First it was the Daqian Dynasty, then the Yin-Yang Clan. When did our Holy Spirit Temple become the lone star of the evil spirits? Whoever touches it will be finished, and whoever touches it will die.
"Whoever helps me guard Ma Yan Wang and Qi Lufu, I will kill Tang Yan immediately." The Peacock Holy King replied coldly, and also choked the Holy Spirit Temple's mouth.
"The Samsara tribe has space monsters." The Holy Spirit Temple did not want to give up.
"Isn't King Ma Yan around? The space forces of the New Alliance are stronger and more powerful. Do you think they won't be lurking nearby? Qilufu is here, which means that the New Alliance has seriously planned this matter. The Air Force will not be here?" The Peacock Saint King didn't want to take action, but they had to consider the balance of power between the two sides. Before today, they actually didn't expect that Tang Yan would win, otherwise they would definitely bring more teams.
Deputy Palace Master Zhe Tian personally came forward: "Are we just going to let Tang Yan recover? Let him massacre the Yin and Yang clan? If Tang Yan continues to be arrogant, it will not only damage the Yin and Yang clan, but also your entire power system."
"You don't need to remind us, we have our own way." The Peacock Saint King stepped forward and approached the battlefield.
"Why, you can't afford to lose?" Ma Yanwang and Qi Lufu moved at the same time, approaching the Peacock Saint King. Du Yang and others collectively boosted their momentum to intimidate the distant saint team.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and another fierce battle seemed about to break out.
P: Here comes the second update, there will be more updates, so stay tuned.