Chapter five hundred and ninety seventh no prisoners of war
If the clone projection wants to escape, no warrior of the same level can keep it, because it is condensed with its own energy, and when the soul power is withdrawn, the condensed clone can be dissipated into the energy of heaven and earth in an instant.
Perhaps, those supreme powers who have understood the Taoism of time and space to a certain extreme can have a way to forcibly kill the escaping clone projection.
But Huangfu Teng suddenly escaped. This scene was really beyond everyone's expectations. No one could have imagined that the leader of the top power would be scared away by a few words from Zhong Zihao?
In particular, Feng Nan felt the deepest feeling. His friend who was almost the same as him in the past was now a supreme power in the divine realm and the master of terrifying power.
Even the Formation Jue next to him transformed into a world-famous Divine Formation Fairy, but he himself was still complacent about breaking through to the Immortal Realm.
When I thought about this, I immediately felt ashamed of myself, and even felt some instinctive awe towards Zhong Zihao.
Seeing that hundreds of people from the Killing Temple had mobilized the formation, especially when those pairs of unkind eyes fell on them, Yu Fan and others looked ashen.
Previously, because they found that their strength was not enough, they sent a message to the village owner for help. Who would have thought that in exchange they would be abandoned by the sect?
But after all, he was also a supremely powerful person in the Shinto realm. Even if there was no hope of escape, he did not want to sit back and wait for death. He led the other three elders of the Shinto realm straight to the nine heavens.
"Hey, those bastards actually escaped. They spoiled my mood. It's up to you four to bear the anger." Xiao Yuan was the fastest and disappeared with a cry.
Lu Yang swallowed his humiliation in front of Huangfu Teng, and suddenly felt that he had lost all face. He could only get it back from Yu Fan and others, and the Samsara Gun burst out with a raging light and followed closely.
Needless to say, Hua Niwu and Nangong Yizhi, but Feng Ping and the two Supreme Elders of Fulong Valley had already held back their anger, and they all launched a powerful pressure and rushed to the sky.
Ancestor Kong Ling had a wry smile on his face, but in order to prevent accidents, he followed him in the end.
"Zihao, where are we?" Murong Wan asked with a slight smile on her beautiful face.
"Don't worry about it, let them go." Zhong Zihao shook his head slightly.
Not to mention the fighting prowess of Xiao Yuan and Ancestor Kong Ling, just looking at the murderous eyes of Lu Yang and others, the outcome of Yu Fan and others is obvious.
Meng Ruoyan has not left, and is currently cooperating with Wei Qinghan and others to direct the battle, killing the disciples of Huanglong Villa and screaming in agony.
Thunders rolled and roared incessantly above the nine heavens. The void in front of the Fulong Valley Sect was also torn to pieces by numerous Immortal Void Realm warriors, and most of the buildings in the valley collapsed.
"Brother, please forgive me, we are just following orders, and we are willing to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side to follow the leader of the alliance!" Seeing the fellow disciples around him being killed one after another, someone finally couldn't bear the pressure.
Someone took the lead, and soon there were a cloud of followers. After a dozen breaths, more than 20 warriors from Huanglong Villa stopped resisting and raised their treasures high to beg for mercy.
"Sir, do you see this?"
Seeing this, Wei Qinghan couldn't make up his mind and asked Zhong Zihao.
"I, the Demon King, do not want prisoners of war, just kill them!"
Zhong Zihao remained unmoved, with the murderous intent still in his eyes, and had no intention of considering this request at all.
Because of his old age, he hated Huanglong Villa deeply, not to mention the 50,000 dead members of the Jueshen Alliance. How could he allow the opponent to join the Emerald Valley after defeat?
To say the least, the level of loyalty of these people is also a problem. Today they can abandon the Emperor Dragon Villa and join the Jueshen Alliance, but in the future when they fight against the Gods, they will abandon the humans and become the lackeys of the Gods.
On this day, a bloody killing was performed in front of the disciples of Fulong Valley, making them realize that the world is cruel. Fortunately, there are a group of immortal warriors guarding the gate of Fulong Valley, otherwise they might also be among the many corpses at this moment
one of them.
The battle in mid-air was over in less than a stick of incense, but the battle above the nine heavens was much more tragic.
Although Huanglong Villa only had four supreme masters of the Shinto realm, and they were completely at a disadvantage, in order not to give them a chance to self-destruct, everyone was cautious and guarded against them. It took more than half an hour before they returned from Tianji.
"It's not fun. As soon as I got excited, those little bastards finished playing."
Xiao Yuan's complaining voice sounded, and then he turned around and asked: "Boy, why did you set the time on the ninth day of September? Isn't it still more than half a month away? I can't wait any longer?"
A trace of sadness surged on Zhong Zihao's face, he looked into space and whispered: "That day is his old man's memorial day!"
Lu Yang and others, who originally wanted to take advantage of the situation, couldn't help but fell silent when they saw this. Everyone understood the importance that Mr. Xu held in this man's heart.
Xiao Yuan expressed his displeasure, shook his head and walked aside, looking towards the direction of Fulong Valley with a pair of rat eyes, but thinking in his heart, could he take the opportunity to get some benefits from them?
Having lived for tens of thousands of years, he has also experienced ancient wars and has long been used to separation and death. Naturally, he cannot understand the feelings between Zhong Zihao and Xu Lao.
"Zihao!"
Murong Wanlian moved lightly, Jian Yi raised his hand, held Zhong Zihao's left hand, and said softly: "I believe that his soul is in heaven. I will be very happy to see your achievements today!"
"Um!"
Zhong Zihao turned slightly sideways and gave the beauty a smile, but his eyes became firmer.
"On behalf of everyone in Fulong Valley, Feng Ping would like to thank everyone from the Jueshen Alliance for their great kindness!"
Suddenly a voice sounded, and everyone turned to look, only to see Feng Ping and others clasping their hands in fists and bowing very respectfully.
"Disciple of Fulong Valley, thank you Alliance Leader Zhong and everyone for your life-saving grace!"
Then a voice that resounded throughout the world spread in unison, but all the disciples in the valley looked solemn and bent down to express gratitude!
"Master Feng doesn't have to be polite. With my friendship with brother Feng Nan, this is something within my ability. If Fulong Valley is in trouble, I can't just sit idly by and ignore it."
Zhong Zihao put away his emotions, stepped forward to help Feng Ping up, and said: "Besides, when our Jueshen Alliance was weak, you also gave us a lot of help!"
"Okay, since Alliance Leader Zhong has said so, I won't be hypocritical anymore. From now on, if the Jueshen Alliance has an order, Fulong Valley will not dare not follow it!" Feng Ping was impressed when he saw the earnestness of his words and the sincerity of his tone.
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"Headmaster Feng's words are serious. Now that the world is about to be in chaos, we should work together as one." Zhong Zihao was surprised. He didn't expect that the other party would actually make such a promise.
"How do you say this?" Feng Ping was stunned and asked immediately.
"Huanglong Villa has some connections with the Gods."
Zhong Zihao told Feng Ping this sentence through a message, then turned to Feng Nan beside him and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, are you okay?"
Feng Nan looked at his friend's expression, which seemed to be the same as before. Knowing that he did treat him as a friend, he was moved and said with a wry smile: "If you don't come today, you may never see me again.
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"By the way, Alliance Leader Zhong, our side is relieved of the siege, can we return to the same pavilion?" Feng Ping came back to his senses, with a very worried look on his face.
"Don't worry too much. Huangfu Teng should know what is important and what is important." Zhong Zihao gave him a reassuring look, "At this moment, Huanglong Villa should do everything possible to prepare for war, and I also need this half month to make some preparations!"
[PS: To avoid putting the cart before the horse, this battle is written very briefly, aiming to create the atmosphere and general trend. The focus of this volume is the battle at Huanglong Villa!]