typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 1670 Heavy losses

"Bang!"

As Mo Wangchen finished speaking, another explosion sounded on the ground in the distance.

An ancient clan emperor died again and turned into a rain of blood.

The arena was filled with an extremely strong smell of blood, which made people tremble in their hearts.

"Bang!"

Continuous explosions continued to reverberate, and the fallen emperors of the ancient clan could not even scream in agony, and they died unnaturally.

And what frightened them the most was that a living person suddenly exploded and died, with no idea who the next person to die would be.

"Bang!"

Mo Wangchen completely ignored the look of fear in the eyes of everyone around him. He pointed his fingers into the void, and with each finger touch, a person from the ancient tribe was killed without any accident.

"You...you stop!"

By now, even the Ancient Demon Dragon King and others could not help but tremble in their hearts.

This method of killing was so terrifying that they couldn't help but feel timid, wondering whether they would be the next person to die.

"stop?"

Mo Wangchen sneered, "Do you think what I just said was joking with you?"

"Now, even if you kneel down and cry and beg me, don't expect me to show mercy."

His smile looked evil, standing high in the sky, like the God of Death who controls the lives of all living beings. As long as anyone is targeted by him, it is destined to be impossible to escape the fate of death.

It's a pity that Mo Wangchen's method of killing cannot target everyone.

He was unable to detonate the divine power within the opponent's body, such as the Ancient Demonic Dragon King or the Son of the Dragon Emperor.

The reason is naturally that these people had already become gods in their early years, and the godhood they obtained did not come after Mo Wangchen took control of the god monument.

Including the Tianlong Emperor's son, the godhead in his body was grafted with the previous Ancient Tianlong King, and Mo Wangchen was also unable to detonate it.

But now, most of the emperors and powerful men of the ancient clans present here obtained their godhood after Mo Wangchen took control of the divine monument.

The lives of these people are now completely under the control of Mo Wangchen. If he dies, he will not be able to live another breath!

"No! I don't want to die!"

An ancient clan emperor finally couldn't help but panic. He couldn't imagine what would happen if Mo Wangchen pointed at him next moment.

With a look of horror on his face, he retreated violently, using his speed to the extreme. He wanted to escape from this place of right and wrong, but he felt extremely regretful in his heart. He should never have come here.

Looking at the emperor of the ancient clan who flew away and turned into a starlight in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the sky, Mo Wangchen never moved a step from beginning to end.

His eyes seemed to be able to see through the heavy clouds and into the void. Under the gaze of everyone in the room, he tapped out again with one finger.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a violent explosion of energy was heard in the distance, which was clearly the direction in which the emperor of the ancient clan was fleeing.

This scene made everyone in the room, especially those strong men from the ancient clan, tremble in their hearts.

"Even if I run away to the ends of the earth and I want to kill you, it's just a thought."

Mo Wangchen's cold voice was clearly heard in the ears of everyone in the audience again, making their hearts tremble.

"Bang!"

The scene was extremely silent, no one made a sound, only the explosions that followed Mo Wangchen's pointing could be heard.

I don't know how long this scene lasted, and Mo Wangchen didn't know how many fingers he pointed.

In the field, nearly 80% of the people from the ancient tribe who arrived died, and there were thousands of them at least!

"Now, please leave the Immortality Realm. If anyone from the ancient clan dares to step into this realm in the future, then I will kill one of them, regardless of whether you are the emperor's son or the ancient king."

Mo Wangchen did not want to kill them all. He killed thousands of people today, which had already caused great damage to the ancient tribe.

And these people don’t deserve to die.

Mo Wangchen gave them godhead, but now they still want to slaughter the Holy Mountain and repay kindness with hatred. Even if such people die ten thousand times, it will not be enough for people to pity them.

Moreover, he killed 80% of the people of the ancient clan. If he really kills the last 20% of the people, this will undoubtedly completely ignite the anger of the ancient clan. If a war breaks out, the Holy Mountain will inevitably pay a heavy price.

After all, Mo Wangchen cannot control people like the Dragon God Emperor and the Son of the Heavenly Dragon Emperor.

"My king, the army must not retreat. The people of my ancient clan must not die in vain. Mo Wangchen must pay the price!"

In the field, there is a powerful figure from the ancient clan. His eyes are red at this moment, and they are covered with bloodshot eyes. The price paid by the ancient clan today is too tragic. If Mo Wangchen cannot be completely eliminated, then this

The sacrifice will be the greatest humiliation the ancient race has experienced in thousands of years.

"Should we retreat or start a war?"

All the ancient kings were silent, but Mo Wangchen was the only one who spoke. His eyes swept across the bodies of the sixteen powerful ancient kings, his eyes were extremely cold, "If there is a war, my Holy Mountain is willing to accompany you, and I don't mind.

, slaughter those who survived."

"call……"

Under the gaze of everyone in the audience, the Dragon God Emperor took a deep breath and slowly exhaled again, "Everyone, retreat from the Immortality Realm!"

He had to order the retreat. The losses of the ancient tribe were too great. If even the last 20% of the troops were killed, then this would make their ancient tribe completely return to the dark ages of ancient times. If they wanted to

It may take tens or millions of years to recover one's strength, but it may be impossible.

"king……"

Some people are unwilling to accept that so many people from the ancient tribe have died and just retreated. How can they really let go of the ancient tribe?

"Retreat, anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"

The Dragon God Emperor roared angrily, and the roar echoed for thousands of miles around, enough to tell how unwilling and angry he felt in his heart at this moment.

But when faced with Mo Wangchen's murderous methods, even though he hated him, he did not dare to continue taking risks.

"Retreat! Everyone exit the Immortality Realm!"

Several other ancient kings also followed suit, and for a moment, the mighty ancient army retreated towards the distance of the Holy Mountain.

There were nearly ten thousand people when they came, but now they have retreated, but only one or two thousand are left. However, the Holy Mountain is unscathed. This battle can be said to be a great victory for the Holy Mountain.

And it was only from this day that everyone truly realized that in this real world, and even the virtual and real worlds, Mo Wangchen had the ability to truly control the killing of sentient beings!

Thousands of tribes massacred the saints. Nearly 80% of the ancient tribesmen died, but the Holy Mountain side was unscathed. This was supposed to be a shocking battle, but now, it ends like this. This is not only

To everyone's expectation, it will take a long time for the ancient tribe to recover even in the years to come.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next