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Chapter 419: The End of the Holy Son(1/5)

No matter how angry these zodiacs are, they cannot change a bloody fact.

The Zhen Lion City, which gathered countless elites from the five tribes, was completely bombed into a pile of ruins.

Within ten miles, there is only a shocking and hot pit. All the buildings in Zhen Lion City have been gone, and there is no trace of existence.

Even the jungle that is 200 miles apart does not have a complete tree or a complete piece of land.

The originally humid and cold world of wetland is so dry for the first time.

But this dryness is attached with hell attributes.

The only strong people who survived the scene were the ninth-grade god elders, as well as the seventh-grade and eighth-grade high-level generals. As for the sixth-grade battalion generals, half of them died.

Most of the remaining half were even worse than just dying.

Some generals who were too injured no longer need to be treated.

There are also some who can survive, but want to break through the seventh grade in the future, and their strength will decline sharply.

In this battle, the losses of Zhen Lion City are unprecedented.

No race can withstand such disasters.

The generals of the seventh and eighth grades were all stunned, and they were all scared to death. They could not accept everything in front of them for a moment.

This was simply an illusion.

The 200,000 coalition warriors who were still deploying troops and preparing to welcome the 200,000 warriors who were returning from the top were instantly blown to ashes.

Not even a body was left.

How tragic.

It's simply tragic.

Not to mention the seventh and eighth grades, even the ninth grade god elders were all trembling all over.

After practicing for so many years, they have been able to reach the ninth level and have experienced countless ups and downs along the way.

But it was like the tragic moment before my eyes, it was the first time I saw it.

The key is that this is a disaster that happened under your nose.

Those ninth-grade god elders were also heartbroken.

The timing of the explosion was too coincidental.

One step, even if the top players come back one step earlier, things will not fall to this point now.

This coincidence even gives people the illusion that even the sky will destroy the True Lion City.

"If I read it correctly, a low-level Yangxiang tribe should have appeared first just now, and the ultimate Feng Ningxiao, the Boiling Blood Tribe, hugged the Yangxiang tribe's body tightly.

“After that, an explosion occurred!

"Who is that low-level Yangxiang clan?"

At this time, a ninth-grade god elder of the Palm Clan turned his head and looked at Yang Xiang clan's camp and asked.

As the top leaders returned, the only remaining ninth-grade and seventh-eighth-grade generals also stood behind their respective top leaders.

The five clan camps were also completely differentiated.

"Hmph, what does the palm tribe mean when asked this?"

Qingchu gritted her teeth in anger.

It was clearly that idiot Feningxiao who killed 200,000 coalition forces. Do you still plan to blame the Yang Xiang tribe?

It's simply hateful.

"This is not my slander. There is evidence for the Palm Eye Clan!"

Faced with the questioning of Jue Dian, the ninth grade of the Palm Eye Clan was not panicked.

He bounced his fingers, and in a moment, a pitch-black pebbles floated in the air, emitting waves of halos.

Then, a light curtain appeared in front of the powerful.

This is the gate of the city before the Zhen Lion City was bombed. The morale of 200,000 warriors was full of rainbows and were waiting for the return of the top people to wait to review their monstrous murderous aura.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, a low-level Yangxiang clan with a torn dress and a piece of rag on his face appeared directly under the city gate.

The Spider-Man mask worn by Xueyang's face originally had a certain ability to resist corrosion. Although he returned to the wetland, the mask was not corroded for a moment.

And Fei Ningxiao's substitute was wrapped around Xueyang.

A whirlpool inexplicably led to two people who were unrelated to each other.

The top of the Boiling Blood Clan.

The little shrimps of the Yangxiang tribe.

The plot afterwards is simpler and straightforward.

After the dazzling light curtain is over, the explosion ends.

"This is the recording weapon of my palm tribe. It is longer than the history of the source stone. I can stay in the video state at all times, so I recorded the scene just now.

"I just want to know now what the Yangxiang tribe with hidden heads and tails is!"

The ninth grade of the Palm Eye Clan continued to ask.

His eyes were locked in Qingchu Cave and he refused to compete.

"Feningxiao, give me an explanation!

"There are also the Boiling Blood Clan, and the four Clans also need an explanation for you. Why is Feningxiao going to kill these 200,000 troops!"

The palm-eye clan was suppressing his anger.

He looked at Qingchu Cave with malicious intentions and glared at the peak of the Boiling Blood Clan.

It's simply outrageous.

I sacrificed the demonic weapon of the Palm Eye Clan to open a space channel to China for you.

You guys are fine.

Feiningxiao made no achievements in the Shenzhou Research Institute, and it became a shame for the eight tribes in the wetland.

Forget it, he actually had to return to the wet realm and kill again.

Are you venting your anger?

There is also the ant in the Yangxiang tribe, which is not that simple.

This matter cannot be solved today. The Palm Meter Clan and the Boiling Blood Clan are not over. He must find justice and get compensation.

"Yes, the Boiling Blood Clan and the Yang Xiang Clan, we need an explanation!"

The pinnacle of the steel bone clan was also full of anger.

"If you don't solve this problem today, you'll be ready to start a war!"

The four-arm clan's temper exploded, and his murderous aura was already shrouded in the Boiling Blood Clan's supreme.

"Hmph, you have also seen that Yangxiang tribe is just a low-level ant. I am extremely dignified, how could I know an ant!

"I analyzed that it is likely that it was the scapegoat that Feining caught before her death!

"Boiling Blood Clan, I, Qingchu Cave, also need an explanation!"

Qingchu Cave was also full of anger.

Since he was the initiator of the five-sect coalition, there were only a few warriors who participated in the war in the Yangxiang tribe.

The 200,000 army was killed, and the Yangxiang clan suffered heavy losses.

And it's the kind of severe pain that I can't bear.

During this battle, Qingchu Cave sent many warriors from the eight tribes to participate in the war.

These are the elites among the elites.

At the same time, Qingchu Cave was also curious.

When Feningxiao appeared from the void, why did he hug a low-level Yangxiang clan?

It makes no sense.

But that low-level Yangxiang tribe must have been blown to pieces.

There is no evidence of death.

Although I don’t know why there is a Yangxiang tribe, Qingchu Cave must be bitten to death in one bite.

All responsibility is for the boiling blood.

All the anger will be vented on the Boiling Blood Clan.

It has nothing to do with me.

"Hmph, a bunch of wolves and dogs.

"Feningxiao must have been cursed and couldn't help it! And are you blind? Didn't you see the warriors of my Boiling Blood Clan also wiped out?

"I think it must be the one you Qingchu Cave made!
To be continued...
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