"Let go of this place. I will lead my people to retreat immediately. Otherwise, huh, they from the outside world will kill me if they can't see me even with a cup of tea! It's just your few coward elders who can stop this Governor."
The army of half-immortals? Besides, there are still a few losers among your elders who are not successful enough but are more likely to fail! If you don’t want to see your Tiandao Alliance bleed into a river of blood, do as I say immediately, I will only give you one chance!"
Will the two parties just give up?
Long Juexin's mind was filled with screams of pain, bodies that were dying forever, and he shook his head coldly: "It's too late!! No matter what huge price you pay, you have to pay with blood!!"
You killed so many of them and now you just want to leave?
Can he agree? Can the dead person agree?
No matter what, he must be killed!
"One cup of tea is enough!" Long Juexin drank in a low voice.
The body of the first-generation Realm Master seemed to be affected by the reaction, and a wild beast-like roar came out of his throat, and Xuan Yi's figure turned into an afterimage.
ah--
Almost instantly, the purple-haired strange young man let out a scream!
His right arm carries blood donations all over the sky.
On the chest, there is a claw mark that is deep enough to show the bone. If it were deeper, it could almost crush him!
While the purple-haired strange young man screamed, he felt extremely frightened in his heart. It was so terrifying!
He felt that he was not fighting a human being, but a bloodthirsty beast!
When the opponent grabbed him just now, he was originally going to tear him into two pieces, but he reacted quickly and used his right arm to offset most of the force, otherwise he would be the one who died now!
Looking back, the corpse of the first generation Jie Zun had donated blood remaining on his palms, and his face was splashed with red donated blood, which gave people an extremely bloody feeling and made people shudder.
At this moment, the empty gaze fell on him again, and with a low roar, the figure of the first-generation Realm Master was blurred again!
The purple-haired strange young man was so frightened that he could no longer block the second blow!
At the critical moment, the purple-haired demonic young man roared and crushed a jade pendant in his arms: "Sir! Help me quickly!!"
It was crushed and exploded, and space fluctuations rolled out.
In the closed space, a space crack opened, and a majestic middle-aged man in red armor stepped out from it.
With a square head and big ears, he is not angry but powerful, exuding a strong aura.
There is a flying dragon mark between his eyebrows, which is lifelike, like a living creature, and extremely powerful.
Compared with the purple-haired monster young man, this person's aura is truly terrifying!
"Holy Lord Feilong!!" Long Juexin gasped, his eyelids twitching wildly, and his heart was shaking continuously.
They have studied the enemy's commander.
There are two types. One is those who lead troops on the battlefield, like a purple-haired monster young man with the rank of governor. They are the most common. In the battle between the two sides, the flying immortals who came into contact with the True Dragon Continent were basically this type, with some strength.
There are high and low, the lowest one is the purple-haired enchanting young man, a first-grade flying immortal, and the highest one is as powerful as a third-grade flying immortal.
But there is another one who lives behind the scenes and rarely shows up, and that is the Holy Lord he calls!
The Holy Lord is what they call themselves, and the symbol is that anyone with the identity of the Holy Lord has a flying dragon mark on their forehead, so they are also called the Flying Dragon Holy Lord by the True Dragon Continent!
Their number is unknown, and their strength is even more unknown!
All we know is that at the most critical moment of the battle between the two sides, a Holy Lord from the enemy took action.
At that time, when the first-generation Realm Master of Uprightness was killing everyone, tearing apart a flying immortal, and making the alien army retreat in fear, a Holy Lord appeared!
He claimed to be the Five Holy Lords, and with a single palm print he bombarded the first-generation Realm Master deep underground!
The battlefield situation changed as a result, the human race was retreating steadily, and the aliens launched a massive counterattack, resulting in heavy casualties in the end!
The Five Holy Lords turned the situation around alone!
But from the beginning to the end, no one could see his face clearly. Everyone only saw a blur of light and shadow appearing, and then defeated him.
That battle was the only time the True Dragon Continent witnessed the Flying Dragon Holy Lord in person, and it was also the last time.
But what I didn't expect was that at the moment when the enemy governor was about to be killed, another Holy Dragon Lord appeared!
"Meet the Eight Holy Lords!" The purple-haired demonic young man was overjoyed and knelt down on one knee to salute.
The majestic middle-aged man, surrounded by a terrifying aura, glanced at the severed arm of the purple-haired monster youth: "Trash! How could a dignified governor fall into such a trap!"
Hearing this, the purple-haired demonic young man didn't dare to breathe, and even retorted in a panic.
In front of Holy Lord Feilong, he appeared extremely respectful.
"However, it's not all in vain, we finally led this corpse out!"
"Thank you, Eight Holy Lords!" The purple-haired demonic young man was overjoyed, as if it was a small feat but also a huge temptation.
Hearing this, Long Juexin's heart skipped a beat and he asked in surprise: "What do you mean? Your target is the first generation of Realm Master?"
During the conversation between the two parties, Long Juexin heard the underlying meaning.
The purple-haired demonic young man glanced at him contemptuously: "A power as vulnerable as yours is still worthy of the Holy Lord's action?"
call out--
At this moment, the first-generation Realm Master came like a ghost, identified the purple-haired monster young man, and launched a crazy attack.
The terrifying physical power can break the purple-haired monster youth into pieces at any time.
"Haha, last time the Five Holy Lords were dealing with another important matter, only one clone took action. Otherwise, the body would have been captured long ago. Why wait until now?" The Eighth Holy Lord said calmly, and took out one from his hand without haste.
round ball.
The whole body is filled with powerful thunder power, and its power is not inferior to the thunder in Jiu Lao's body!
"If you were a living person with such a powerful body, I would have no choice but to run for your life if I saw you. Unfortunately, you are just a remaining soul, and it has been sleeping underground for thousands of years, without seeing the light of day for many years. It is about to become an evil soul.
Thunder is more than enough to deal with you!"
Tsk-
A calamity thunder as thick as an arm shot out from the ball, and the light flickered, striking the body of the first-generation Realm Master.
Roar--
With a low roar, layers of black soot erupted from the body of the First World Master, and he immediately stepped away. His empty eyes looked at the flying dragon on the Eight Saint Lord's forehead, looking very fearful.
When Su Yu and several deputy palace masters entered the underground ruins, there were many evil things there, almost evil.
The corpse of the first-generation World Master is always sleeping there, so there is no way it will have no impact.
As we can see before our eyes, the first-generation Realm Lord is dead after all, and his remnant soul will never be extinguished. His evil aura gradually arises and is restrained by the thunder.
"Go!" The Eight Saints chuckled, as if they knew it would happen a long time ago, and threw the thunder ball high into the sky.
Tsk-
The ball exploded, and a giant net made of tribulation thunder appeared from it, covering the first-generation World Master head-on.
The first-generation Realm Master roared and tried to open his mouth, but the moment he touched the lightning net, his whole body made a crackling sound, and bursts of black energy appeared in his body.
His powerful body has nowhere to show off.
Amid the roar, the first-generation Realm Master was covered by thunder nets and tightly bound together!
"It's done." The Eight Saint Lord clapped his hands with a relaxed expression, and his eyes scanned the body of the First World Master, and finally landed on the jade box in his hand.
"This should be the jade box that the Five Saints are looking for. The door is sealed in the jade box. It is said that there is also a purple and gold imperial robe that is a finished spiritual weapon. Hehe, everyone is dead, but there are still
The fallen king was loyal and responsible."
I don’t know which king he refers to.
He grabbed the jade box with one hand, but he frowned and realized that the jade box was actually held tightly in his palm by the corpse of the first generation Realm Master.
Even though he was suffering from the thunder, he could only grasp this jade box instinctively.
Under the strong physical strength, the Eight Saint Lord tried to circulate his true energy. The entire warship was slightly shaken, but he still could not separate the jade box and his arm.
"Hmph!" He snorted coldly, and the Eight Saint Lord took out a snow-white dagger with cold light from his palm.
The astonishing spiritual pressure emitted is no less than that of the Tiandao Alliance warship itself. It is a semi-finished spiritual weapon!
The Eight Saint Lord flashed a cold light, and with a graceful movement of his wrist, his snow-white arm drew a cold edge in the air, slashing directly at the arm of the first-generation World Master, intending to cut off the jade box along with the arm.
Sonorous——
But there was a sound of metal clashing, and the dagger of the semi-finished spiritual weapon was chopped on the arm, leaving only a shallow mark!
"Hiss, his physical strength is probably on par with the mighty God Lord!" The Eight Holy Lords were slightly surprised: "As expected of the king's personal bodyguard, his body is still so powerful after he has been dead for so long."
There have been many relics of divine masters in the Tianji Shen Pavilion. However, either their corpses are gone, or only their love-white bones are left!
Moreover, they only spent a hundred years in the Tianji Shen Pavilion!
True Dragon Continent has already passed thousands of years!
But the corpse of the first-generation Realm Master not only showed no signs of decay, but even after thousands of years, it was no worse than the God Lord!
His cultivation during his lifetime can be imagined!
"That's all, take away the body with the jade box and give it to the Five Holy Lords. Only he can handle it." The Eighth Holy Lord put away the snow-white dagger and gave an order.
"Yes!" The purple-haired enchanting young man took out a pair of gloves, which appeared in five colors. They were made of thunder grass and were not afraid of the power of thunder.
He sucked in the air and caught the first-generation World Master together with the thunder net.
The Eight Saint Lords dusted themselves off and said expressionlessly: "The next step is the Tiandao Alliance. You can deal with it as you like. All you need to do is capture all the young women alive. The Five Saint Lords have practiced to the last moment and are about to achieve great success. More work is needed.
If you are a perfect lady, you will practice well and things will go well. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance to show off."
"Yes, yes, thank you Eight Saints for the advice." The purple-haired enchanting young man said yes with a smile.
Immediately, a ferocious light burst out from his eyes, and he looked at Long Juexin: "Plot against me? I want you to die badly!!"
Swish——
With a wave of his remaining left arm, a golden light shot out from his sleeve, which turned out to be a golden arrow!
The arrow is as fast as thunder!
Long Jue's heart was filled with despair. Even the first-generation Realm Master was easily subdued. How could half-immortals like them have any chance of surviving in front of two flying immortals?
Click——
The golden arrow was not shot at Long Jue's heart, but at the heart of heaven in his palm.
There was a crunching sound, the Heart of Heaven was hit by the distance, and the crystal body showed dense cracks.
Then, it exploded with a bang and turned into countless fragments.
Long Juexin's face turned pale, and the warship disintegrated!!
Buzz buzz——
The collapsed Tiandao Alliance warship quickly disintegrated, and the solid body of the warship quickly melted and turned into a liquid state.
The huge wall that bound them quickly collapsed and melted into liquid.
"Haha, it's too easy to kill you so easily!" The purple-haired strange young man said coldly: "I want you to see how the men in the boat were slaughtered by my subordinates, and your women
, how come we captured it for the Five Holy Lords to enjoy!"
With a vengeful smile on his face, the moment the giant wall opened, the purple-haired monster young man coldly ordered: "Everyone obeys the order! Men, kill without mercy! All young women are captured alive, and no one is allowed to escape..."
His guards are just outside the giant wall, and must have already gathered here.
With an order issued at this moment, the fate of the Tiandao Alliance was decided, and what awaited them would be a bloody massacre!
But, suddenly, a thick wisp of blood came from outside the wall.
The purple-haired strange young man frowned. Could it be that they had massacred without order?
When he opened his eyes and looked around, outside the huge paralyzed wall, there were charred corpses all over the ground.
There were more than fifty corpses, all burned to a bloody pulp!
Amid the blood, a thick pungent smell hit his face.
From the remaining clothing and weapons, he recognized that they were all his subordinates!
Moreover, all the subordinates were burned alive, and not one of them could escape!!
His pupils shrank hard. It was impossible. Who could kill more than fifty two-crystal half-immortals and three three-crystal half-immortals in an instant? Even the Eight Holy Lords would find it difficult to do so!
Suddenly, his pupils shrank even more when he saw a young man standing strangely in the middle of a pile of charred corpses.
He is dressed in mysterious clothes, has strange long silver hair, and has a face as handsome as the fairy in the story.
The young man held a fiery red umbrella in his left hand, and his right hand was draped leisurely behind his back. There was a pink unicorn on his shoulder, yawning lazily.
In the bloody scene, the picturesque boy holding an umbrella is incompatible with the atmosphere.
However, it was this kind of boy that made the purple-haired monster young man's heart beat wildly: "Who...are you?"
Su Yu raised his eyes lightly, his calm face showed no signs of happiness or anger. Only those who know Su Yu understand that the calmer Su Yu is, the more terrifying he is.
"What do you think?" Su Yu slowly closed the red lotus umbrella and asked calmly.
The purple-haired young man's eyes were shining brightly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Stop pretending, let me ask you, were you the one who killed them? Besides you, who else..."
At this moment, a majestic but extremely solemn low voice came from behind: "Stay back!"
The purple-haired demonic young man was startled, and looked back. The Eight Holy Lords looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and his expression was much more solemn than when he faced the first-generation Realm Master.
His heart skipped a beat, and when he looked at the strange silver-haired boy again, he felt a very bad feeling.
"Your Excellency, can you let us go? I don't know if there is an expert like you sitting in the Heavenly Alliance. Please forgive me!" What shocked the purple-haired young man was that the alien army was slaughtered, and the Eight Saints were killed.
The Lord did not even offer a rebuttal, but directly... directly asked to let them go!
Look carefully, layers of cold sweat appear on the forehead of the Eight Saint Lord!
The palms of his hands were already wet with sweat.
I came back too late yesterday, so I fell asleep. This is a make-up update from yesterday, and it will be updated as usual in the evening.