In the central hinterland of Panshui Mountain, the void within a radius of hundreds of miles is sealed, and the movement inside cannot be heard, let alone the outside world.
At this moment, the demonic power inside is billowing, and the demonic aura is soaring to the sky.
More than a thousand demon warriors, led by the Zhu Yan and Kunpeng clans, were mostly dead or injured. The remaining hundreds of warriors all showed their true bodies and fought for their lives against a divine warrior who transformed into a giant.
However, it is not so much a fight as a stubborn resistance, trying its best to resist the slaughter of the gods.
This was because the number of divine warriors present was no less than that of the demon clan, and there were still several divine warriors with terrifying auras who had not yet taken action, standing behind a young man with strong blood and a rough appearance.
No one would doubt that if these people had taken action together, everyone in the Monster Clan would have been wiped out long ago and would not have been able to survive until now.
The area in front of us has been torn to pieces by this war. The original appearance of Panshui Mountain is gone forever, and all that is left is devastation.
"Boom...ouch..."
In mid-air, a demonic arm several feet long swept out and hit a giant silver dragon dozens of feet long. The latter screamed and fell into the air, causing the ground to roll and create countless ravines.
"Senior Long!"
Two figures jumped out at the same time, one shaped like a humanoid giant ape, the other wearing a black cloak, with a cold look in his eyes, trying to save the clan elder who stayed here in Tianyao Mountain.
However, the auras of the two men were not stable, and they were obviously seriously injured. When they saw the arm slapping down wildly, they risked their lives to intercept it.
Sun Jian transformed into an angry-eyed Vajra several feet tall, and the long stick in his hand burst out with surging demonic energy and swept out.
Peng Yi spread his arms and turned into a golden-winged roc that soared upwards. The demonic energy on his wings rolled endlessly, cutting the void into countless pieces.
"Bang...puff!"
But the protoss warrior who transformed into a giant was obviously stronger. He smashed his arm down, causing Sun Jian's jaw to explode. Pengyi's right wing was broken in an instant, and the two men immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and fell back to the ground.
"What are you two doing? You can't escape death anyway."
The elder of the Tianyaoshan clan has turned into a human form, with blood dripping from his left waist, his ribs broken, and his breath weak.
"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we will fight for it!"
Sun Jian gasped and tried to stand up, but the terrifying force just now was transmitted into his body, causing the injury to recur, and he couldn't even use the strength to move his body.
Peng Yi also had a wry smile on his face, saying that he and others had been careless. They had been going smoothly recently, but he didn't expect the Gods to suddenly counterattack.
What's even more despicable is that the other party has blocked this world, and even the hope of seeking help has been cut off.
"How can you, a humble race, have the qualifications to fight against our Gods? I will send you to your death!"
The divine warrior who had just attacked with his arm flashed and appeared above the three of them. He raised his hand again, and the terrifying demonic energy burst out, slowly suppressing it with utmost disdain.
The three of them looked at the falling demon warriors in the distance, knowing that the situation was over. A ferocious look appeared on their faces at the same time, and they shouted: "The demon clan has never been greedy for life and afraid of death. If you want us to die, you will too."
You have to be buried with him!”
After saying this, the remaining demonic energy in the body exploded unbridled, with an increasingly terrifying trend. They were preparing to self-destruct and die together with the supreme power of the Gods!
The warriors of the God Clan were startled. Who would have thought that these people would not give up even when they were about to die?
But he thought that his cultivation level was two levels higher than that of his opponent, so he had no fear in his heart. After a slight lag, the arm formed by the condensed demonic energy became more solid, and he pressed down hard with an attitude of crushing everything.
"Ouch!"
At this moment, a low dragon roar sounded not far away, and the terrifying dragon power filled the entire place.
Immediately, everyone saw a giant silver dragon about forty feet long rising into the sky and rushing toward the location of Sun Jian and the others at lightning speed.
At the same time, an angry and domineering voice came out: "Sun Jian, Pengyi, are you all desperate? Stop it immediately!"
The rough-looking man standing aside watching the show frowned slightly: "Longzi suddenly appeared. Has he sent the news back to Tianyao Mountain? It seems that a quick decision is coming."
But when he turned his head and looked around, he saw a familiar black-robed figure behind him, looking at him with a calm expression.
"Has the genius of the human race arrived too?"
When he saw this person, not only was he not worried, but there was also a touch of excitement on his face.
The aura he felt on the black-robed man was only at the peak of the divine way. With the same level of cultivation, how could a human warrior be his opponent? Not even Long Chen, who was a dragon son, could do it.
And this person is none other than the leader of the God Clan on this trip—Xue Ye!
On the other side, Long Chen, who was descending from anger, used all his strength and arrived in time just before the demonic arm was struck down. The dragon's claws were glowing with dazzling silver light and he tore it apart with a violent gesture.
This was not over yet, and then the dragon's tail rolled out and struck the divine warrior with a force that created the world.
"Bang!"
Before the supreme power of the gods could react, he was blown away by the huge force and died. Apart from a few pieces of minced meat and blood, no complete body could be found at the place.
Since Long Chen is known as the "God of Power", his power is so terrifying that a warrior from the divine race who is also at the late stage of the Shinto realm is not his one-match general.
"Sir, why are you here?"
The elder of the Tianyaoshan tribe was shocked, and he was not overjoyed to survive the disaster. However, he knew how terrifying the enemy he faced this time was, and that it was very likely that Long Zi would be killed as well.
"Master Long, leave us alone and run away!"
Sun Jian and Pengyi were equally surprised. Although they knew that Long Chen was very powerful, his enemy was even stronger. Unless the demon emperor realm from Tianyao Mountain came out in full force, they might not be able to recover this time.
"Stop talking nonsense and heal your wounds quickly!"
Long Chen smoothly threw out three bottles of the Fountain of Life. Of course, Zhong Zihao gave them to him on the road. He didn't expect them to come in handy so quickly.
Immediately, he ignored the three of them and rushed towards the bloody field, shouting: "I want you to die!"
From the moment he stepped into the battlefield, Zhong Zihao was not idle. Seeing people on the demon clan's side being killed one after another, he immediately pinched his hands and a strange pattern stretched out, covering an area of dozens of miles in an instant, shrouding an area.
world.
What broke out at the same time was a terrifying pressure so majestic that it made one's soul tremble. All the warriors of the gods who were fighting against the monsters felt as if they were stuck in a quagmire.
The next moment, under the shocked eyes of both of them, they all exploded and died, both physically and mentally.
It was like a rain of blood fell from the sky, and the strong smell of blood made everyone feel like they were in a dream.
This scene is really too terrifying. Are there more than a thousand divine warriors who are above the Void Realm?
In fact, if Zhong Zihao's true cultivation level is used, there is no need to go to such trouble at all. Perhaps with a simple wave of his hand, all the gods present will be wiped out in an instant.
However, when he saw the blood field, his mind suddenly moved, and he only showed his cultivation at the peak of the divine way.
"Attack all of them and tear him apart!"
Xueye was furious. If he had not been entangled by Long Chen, he would have killed Zhong Zihao immediately.