The dragon clan is the strongest group among the demon clan. There are three peak dragon kings under the dragon demon god, and there are more than ten dragon kings at the true king level!
The strongest peak dragon king's ability to fight head-on is probably greater than that of the rat demon god and the rabbit demon god, which are the weaker ones among the 12 demon gods. Of course, compared to the innate abilities of the demon clan, the demon gods are still better.
Now that Xia Yi has four saint-summoning phantoms that are no longer around him, it would be really beyond his power to face three peak dragon kings at the same time. Unfortunately, the thing that carries their dragon souls is just a big iron shell, and they have lost the dragon clan's talent of calling wind and rain!
Strength needs to be doubled!
The violent sand and dust danced along the track! Each phantom rushed towards the three giant golden men again and again, and was killed again and again, and was called out again by Xia Yi who had sufficient power of the Holy Soul!
In the center of the yellow sand, Xia Yi's body has grown to a size similar to that of a golden man, holding a giant sword that appeared out of nowhere. From time to time, the silver light flashes, and the vast sword light takes the shape of a half moon, cutting and slashing the yellow dragon scroll like a flying dragon.
Xiang Xiayi's true body!
Xia Yi did not take the initiative to attack. He used the giant sword to parry, and was often pushed backwards more than ten meters away, and was attacked from behind again!
Like a ping pong ball, it bounced back and forth in the middle after being slashed by three huge golden men. It made its arms numb. The faint shock wave shook the wall hundreds of meters away and gradually cracked, and the ground was plowed out dozens of deep holes.
Deep trench!
Until a minute later, the power of the Holy Soul in Xia Yi's body suddenly surged, and his huge figure turned into an afterimage, and the huge sword he waved also brought a stream of light, slashing towards Jin Rensan!
Jin Rensan reacted accordingly, wanting to raise his sword to parry like Xia Yi, but the steel shell suddenly sluggished. The joints and gaps were filled with sand and dust hidden in the phantom at some point.
, lock it!
boom!!
The half steel arm flew out and hit the wall, making a huge hole in the wall!
Xia Yi turned around to parry, and his body was imprinted into the sand by two copper swords. The giant sword thrust hard at his side, spinning and leaping up while stabbing down, directly piercing Jin Rensan's body from the head. The giant sword also struck at the same time.
Expand it and nail it straight to the ground!
One kill!
A dead creature without consciousness, no matter how powerful or resistant it is, is just a living target!
…
Outside the mausoleum, in the northeast.
It is in the mountains and forests three kilometers away from the garrison.
The world and other players gather here.
Renjian Kuai spoke in the alliance channel:
"Players in the southwest, don't mess around and delay as much as possible. You probably won't be able to participate in this main mission. If you delay for others, I will compensate you afterwards."
The king patrolling over there is Shangguan Yu, and the player's concealment cannot avoid her weighing the world.
"Let the players in the southeast direction be led by you, scholar, and find an opportunity to rush together. Try not to conflict with the Wei soldiers. Do you still have Brother Lang and others over there? Let's meet up."
"Who, who was discovered?"
Commands were sent out one by one, and feedback came back one by one. The brows in the world sometimes tightened and sometimes relaxed.
There is good news. Our players are not the only ones who are interested in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. In the past month, many wealthy monks or rangers have come over after hearing the news. Some of them have clashed with the officers and soldiers, which can bring a lot of cover to their players.
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The bad news is that there are about two thousand players participating in this mission, and many of them disobey orders or act impulsively, cheating themselves and their teammates.
Fortunately, the players in his direction are still under control. The Golden King who is responsible for patrolling this direction is also unable to do his job and can hide for the time being.
Next to him, Qiu Chan asked anxiously: "What about us? Group leader? When will we charge?"
"Wait for the opportunity." Renjian turned his head and glanced at Hou Chou, who nodded, indicating that he was sensing it.
A few seconds later, Hou Chou whispered: "Leader, there seems to be some movement!"
"Ready for action!"
…
At the garrison, Xin Jingyuan took Shang Xiaohua's hand, stood on a slope, and exclaimed: "What a spectacular city, growing out of the ground. Could it be a relic of the ancient human race, which was created by a certain king with a holy soul?"
Hidden power?"
"That's not a city, but a tomb."
"Bed in the mausoleum?" Xin Jingyuan was startled, then turned around and said, "Xiaohua, how do you know?"
Shang Xiaohua smiled charmingly, but her eyes were extremely cold. She reached out and took off her helmet. With her long hair flying in the air, she moved her cheek closer and kissed Xin Jingyuan's cheek gently.
Xin Jingyuan's face was full of enjoyment, but he knew he had to be careful. He was about to tell Shang Xiaohua to put on his helmet, but suddenly he found that the cheek kissed by Shang Xiaohua was a little stiff, and the stiffness spread quickly.
From being speechless, to being unable to turn my head, to finally turning into a statue!
It's like a layer of lime is covering the body!
Snake God’s talent, petrification!
Looking down at the hand being held, Shang Xiaohua suddenly clenched her palm, and with a click, she crushed the hand into stone powder, which leaked from her fingers!
The petrified Xin Jingyuan felt no pain and only had a residual sense of panic. Shang Xiaohuali ignored him and looked in the direction of the mausoleum.
The abnormality here was discovered by several soldiers.
"What's going on?!"
"what happened?!"
There was only time to scream, an invisible figure passed by, and they all turned into stone in an instant!
General Fang, who had a six-star cultivation level in the distance, heard the sound here, but had no time to react. The armor between his neck was pinched by a slender hand, and his neck was pinched.
Was lifted up!
"General?!"
General Fang's body was struggling in the air. He stared at the hot woman in front of him with wide eyes and struggled: "You, you are Xin..."
His eyes bulged outwards, General Fang's rosy cheeks suddenly shriveled up, and the armor on his body fell with a bang, leaving only a thin mummy that was carried by the snake demon god. He died in extreme pain!
Snake God’s talent, drought!
This extremely horrific death situation horrified the surrounding soldiers who came to the rescue to stop and look horrified. These soldiers from the city guard were not as elite as the main army of the Wei Dynasty!
The snake demon god threw away the mummy casually, and licked his red lips with the tip of his tongue. His expression was extremely strange and terrifying, and his graceful body seemed to have turned into a ferocious beast!
The first soldier couldn't bear it anymore, screamed and turned around to escape. Like dominoes, all the soldiers fled as a whole!
The snake demon god did not chase them, but glanced sideways at the sky with some scruples, turned around and quickly passed over the ground as if swimming, rushing towards the mausoleum!
This is just the first line of defense. Two kilometers closer to the mausoleum, there are real elite soldiers of the Wei Dynasty stationed. And this distance can only be crossed by the snake demon god in a moment!
"Enemy attack!"
The Wei soldiers formed a formation to fight, but in just a moment they were rushed by the snake demon and turned upside down, until a giant ax circled and embedded itself in the tip of her toe!
The snake's pupils stood up, and the snake demon god exuded dangerous murderous intent. The water vapor around him instantly steamed up, and the sun seemed to be a hundred times hotter!
"King of Gold? Looking for death!"
"Hmph, another demon king? Snake?"
King Jin's thick voice echoed.
…
South gate of the mausoleum, high in the sky.
Four kings are confronting each other.
"Master Xiahou, we are not unreasonable people. We just want to know what happened here and what is that palace? Why did Taizu seal the palace and not allow us to enter?"
Xia Houju snorted coldly: "Why do I need to explain to you when Taizu is acting? If you want to explain, wait until Taizu and senior Xia Yi come out!"
"Master Xiahou, we just want to know if this is a relic left by the ancestors of the human race. If so, my Sun family and Zhou family are also members of the Wei Dynasty, so they should be qualified..."
"Hmph! You refused to express your position during the virtual war, and you ignored my dissuasion now. Do you want to anger Taizu and bring about the annihilation of the clan?!"
After saying this, Xia Houju frowned and looked down. He saw hundreds of people on the white jade steps and hillside below, struggling with the elite Wei soldiers, breaking out of the encirclement and attacking into the mausoleum.
He groaned angrily, drew out his long knife, and was about to go down to kill and frighten these guys. However, just as he was flying halfway, he heard a roar and hiss from the sky. When he looked up, Xiahou Ju's eyes widened with anger.
"How dare you?!"
The two wealthy kings actually took advantage of Xiahou Ju's distraction and suddenly broke through towards the sleeping mausoleum.
"Nice job." Below, the man who had changed his appearance using the image album was secretly happy. He quickly jumped up and down in the mountains and forests, and the players took the opportunity to charge.
There are also many non-players mixed in.
It is like a real version of the flag-planting battle reappearing, and the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum appears like a miracle, making too many people mistakenly believe that this is an opportunity from the ancestors!
Xia Yi and Cao Cao can suppress most people, but there are always some desperadoes!
Just as these people were about to reach the top, a young man suddenly flew over with wings on his back.
He looked up at the four kings fighting in the sky, his wings vibrating.
Fang Lang felt that he looked familiar. Whose family does this child belong to? But the high-ranking scholar in the Human League was shocked and shouted: "Be careful! This is Senior Xia Yi's Saint-summoning clone!"
What?! You all went in, and you still left a Saint Summoner clone to stop us? Are you really so merciless? Luanglang immediately jumped down and fell down!
Countless feathers shot out, like Gatling, knocking down countless people!
Immediately, the fist character on the body of the Summoning Saint clone burst out with bright light. The shadow clenched its fist and punched, and a vast beam of light shot out from the small fist!
This beam of light slanted into the sky, directly in front of the two wealthy kings in the sky. Xia Yi's voice echoed around: "This place is not a chance! It is a dangerous place! Anyone who intrudes will die!"
To put it bluntly, it is the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, which is an opportunity for these desperadoes, so Xia Yi cannot explain it, so he can only give a warning!
The two kings hesitated for a moment. Xia Yi's Saint Summoner clone might not be able to kill them, but they would never dare to take action against the Saint Summoner clone.
But at this moment, as if he sensed something, the young man Xia Shun's complexion changed slightly, his wings vibrated again, and the flying feathers shot down countless players and desperadoes who broke through the door, then he flapped his wings and flew away very quickly.
Turn to the east gate!
Lying on the ground, Wanlang grinned and plucked the feathers from his shoulders, "Leaving? It's better to be merciful. Hurry, come in!"
The remaining twenty or thirty players rolled and crawled towards the tomb.
East gate.
A naked female body was swimming against the white jade stone steps and quickly rushed into the door.
This is an extremely fragrant scene, but the greasy green liquid on the woman's body only makes people feel sick. Xia Yi's shadow, which rushed over quickly, recognized it at a glance:
"Snake shed? Huh, snake demon god!"
"Xia Yi?! Stay out of the way!"
The snake demon god's body bounced up from the ground, and the female face above the horizontal line suddenly collapsed, and her grinning mouth could directly swallow a giant elephant!
Xia Yi swings his arms and fists, Fist Sutra!
Boom! The power of the Holy Soul was poured directly from the mouth of the Snake Demon God, blasting through her back!
Bright red flesh and blood are flying in the air!
The snake demon god's body froze slightly, and suddenly a huge white snake phantom emerged from his body and exploded directly in front of the young man Xia Shun!
Self-destruction of three souls!
This attack was extremely lethal to the Saint Summoner clone constructed with the power of the Holy Soul. The young man Xia Shun froze on the spot and his body disintegrated from the inside.
A smaller white snake emerged from the remnant body of the Snake Demon God. It ejected from the young Xia Shun's crotch and rushed straight into the tomb!
"Decisive enough." The young man Xia Shun cursed in a low voice and looked at the flying Golden King.
At this time, King Jin's right arm was withered and hanging limply by his side, while his left arm held an axe, looking ugly.
"The snake demon was killed by you?"
"No, I self-destructed three souls and rushed in. After all, I am just a clone of the Summoner Saint." The young man Xia Shun said phantomly: "Guard the door, you may die if you go in in your current state!"
After saying this, the power of the ghostly holy soul withered.