This was a brutal battle that should only have occurred within the Forsaken War. The dragon warriors fought against the magical beasts summoned by the Ten Thousand Captains of the Sky Poison Sect.
What now?
This tragic battle is now taking place in Shuilinghaohai, on the edge of the Snake Clan's territory.
Looking up at the fighting that was still going on in the sky, Jin Kai seemed to have returned to the Forsaken Battle Realm.
He clenched his fists and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.
But deep in his heart, there were indescribable complex emotions, because the dragon warriors in the sky were no longer his comrades, but instead, those monsters had become his comrades-in-arms.
Such a change was difficult for him to accept for a while.
…
Like him, the former Demon Emperor Mo Zhengnan was also in a complicated mood.
He raised his head and looked at the young man in the flying white shirt, thinking that when he first met this young man in Yaoxian Castle a year ago, he still had an overwhelming advantage in strength. What now?
The boy was still the same boy, but in Mo Zhengnan's heart, the boy was already like a mountain, like a towering mountain that he could not climb.
Finally, he shook his head with a wry smile and sighed: "Back then, I still wanted to be his enemy, and I wanted to fight him and the Xuanjian Sect until death. Alas... I was just looking for death!"
He was very happy that he was no longer the boy's enemy, and that the boy had fulfilled his original promise and had given the demon clan in the north a large territory - territory that originally belonged to the Hungarian Aviation Empire.
…
Qin Feng raised one arm, made a fist, and pressed down, and the entire Hengmeng Fengzitang formation immediately fell to the ground.
After landing on the beach, stepping on the blood that was sticky or already blended into the sand, the two thousand disciples knelt down on one knee at the same time, cupped their fists and bowed.
"Welcome to you, Young Master!"
Surrounding them were the remains of giant snakes and pythons that were at least as thick as a bucket, and the smell of blood was as hard to dissipate as if it had substance!
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The battle was still going on, but Nie Heng didn't need to understand anymore.
He knew that with the two thunder beast puppets, Juanhao Dragon King and Gudao Dragon King, sitting in charge, the battle to kill those dragon blood slaves would soon end.
And he will not take back the Thunder Beast Puppet soon. He will make all the Thunder Beast Puppet swallow the surrounding dragon soul aura in a special way in mid-air.
After almost being devoured by instinct, each Thunder Beast Puppet will become stronger.
Especially the thunder beast puppets of the dragon clan, they can swallow more of the dragon souls and dragon blood that permeate the world, thereby gaining a greater fortune than other thunder beast puppets.
Nie Heng just landed on the beach alone.
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"Thank you for your hard work... Uncle Qin, thank you for your hard work!"
Walking forward and helping Qin Feng up, Nie Heng's anger and murderous intent had long since disappeared, replaced by a sincere smile.
He saw many people's fatigue, restlessness and even exhaustion after too much mental exertion...
For example, those disciples from Zhenzitang and Fuzitang who temporarily joined Fengzitang, their strength is far inferior to their companions from Fengzitang, and they continue to consume their mental energy to help the formation teleport, so now they are really
tired.
Moreover, when they were in Xuanjian Sect, they spent most of their time meditating on the magical abilities of Talisman Dao and Formation Dao. How had they ever seen such a brutal battle like today?
Facing the remains of thousands of giant snakes and pythons, facing the blood-red seawater, and the huge corpse left by the dragon slave floating on the sea, their hearts and souls were actually trembling all the time.
What's more, until now, those huge thunder beast puppets and the powerful dragon blood slaves are still fighting, and the thrilling scene is like a rough millstone, sharpening their souls!
"Young Sect Leader, Qin Feng is incompetent. Our Fengzitang has lost eighty-one disciples since leaving the Heng Alliance!"
Although Qin Feng stood up, he lowered his head and looked sad: "Just now, our Fengzitang lost fourteen more disciples!"
Just now, a dragon warrior appeared directly in Fengzitang's formation after exploding his soul, which indeed brought a catastrophe to Fengzitang.
If the disciples of Zhenzitang and Fuzitang had not responded in time, it is estimated that not only fourteen disciples would have died tragically, but hundreds, thousands or even all of them would have been wiped out.
Nie Heng still smiled and said: "I can't blame you! No matter it is Fengzitang, Jianzitang or Shuzitang, on this battlefield everyone can only attack from a distance. Once the distance is lost, everyone's advantage will be lost.
It will be lost in an instant!”
This sentence is true!
Even though most of the disciples sent by Santang are already at the Martial Master Realm, even if such strength was enough to help them become the overlord of a party two or three years ago, today, when facing Shuiling Haohai's Jiuyou team, such a
The strength is already negligible.
You know, under normal circumstances, facing hundreds of well-trained dragon warriors at the Martial Saint Realm or even the Ethereal Realm, even 10,000 human warriors at the Martial Saint Realm can only be regarded as delivering food to others.
"Everyone, get up!"
Nie Heng looked at the other disciples, especially those from the Zhen Zi Hall and the Fu Zi Hall. His eyes were filled with approval: "Everyone is doing a great job!"
"Thank you so much, Young Master!"
The disciples immediately cupped their fists and thanked him, then stood up.
Madam Spirit Snake, who had lost an arm, and several island owners arrived behind Nie Heng at this moment.
"Young Sect Leader, we meet again!"
As soon as she landed, she said: "If the young sect master hadn't come to the rescue this time, the consequences would have been really disastrous. I stand for my entire Snake Clan, and I would like to thank the young sect master for your great kindness!"
She wanted to clasp her fists and salute like a human warrior, but suddenly she remembered that she had lost an arm.
Looking at them, Nie Heng cupped his fists and said: "Senior, there is no need to be polite. Now both Gong Jingling's Dragon Clan and Senior's Snake Clan are allies of the Heng Alliance, so there is no need to be polite to each other! And..."
Having said this, he took a serious look at Madam Spirit Snake's broken arm, and then looked at the injuries of the Snake Tribe people around him, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
After pondering for a moment, he asked: "I wonder if the seniors here have any way to help the tribesmen regenerate their broken arms or regrow their stumps?"
Shaking her head with a wry smile, Mrs. Spirit Snake sighed: "Once our people transform, they are like the rebirth of human babies. How can they recover once their arms are broken or their bodies are mutilated?"
Sure enough...
Knowing that his judgment was correct, Nie Heng immediately turned over a scroll with one hand and grasped it tightly. He immediately activated his heavenly consciousness and engraved it with his spiritual power.
What he is engraving is a kind of mental power, a mysterious mental power that he knew in his previous life.
After a cup of tea, he delivered the scroll to Mrs. Spirit Snake.
He introduced: "This is the "Forging Body Technique". According to the inner mental method and hard training, any warrior outside the human race can have a chance to perfect his form again after losing his limbs."
Hearing this, both Madam Spirit Snake, the island owners, and even Mo Zhengnan were all shocked.
Is there such a mysterious spiritual power in the world?
They were shocked at first, and then ecstatic!
When they came back to their senses and looked at Nie Heng again, everyone's eyes were already burning with intense flames of worship.