There was a terrifying spiritual pressure sweeping across.
"Buzz!"
"Boom boom..."
The seal on Ye Wentian's body is still there, but it is completely unable to restrict his body shape. The spiritual power pouring out of his body seems to be an endless stream.
He pulled the seal forward forcefully.
"This...this spiritual pressure!"
"horrible."
"Bang, ah..."
The tribal warriors in front were shaken back and forth, blood spurted out, and they screamed in agony.
The King of Zhenxi and others behind him saw this scene and their eyes were filled with enthusiasm again.
An and Yongyue both felt their inner worries dissipate at the same time.
Looking at that imposing figure from behind, the two of them couldn't hide the admiration in their eyes.
The tribe's side suddenly fell into chaos.
"Impossible! There is no such truth!" The tribal saint's eyes trembled, and for the first time, the expression on her face became a little awkward.
This person has not broken the seal of the Nine Layers of Sealing Altar.
To be able to forcefully pull the seal forward, this kind of thing is beyond the cognition of the tribal saint.
"hiss!"
"not good!"
"This Great Flame Dragon King has the courage to seize the enemy general's head from among thousands of troops. His target is the saint of my tribe."
The powerful men of the tribe could not help but take a breath of cold air.
The reaction was quick, and he immediately retreated to the saint's side, forming a defensive formation.
"I do not believe!"
"The Great Flame Dragon King is just one person. Please help me, uncles from the clan, and ask for Teng Zu's power to suppress this person." The eyes of the tribal saint flashed slightly, and she would not retreat but advance.
Her figure took a step forward.
The momentum around his body exploded, his hands formed a seal again, and the shadow of the frost wolf behind him became clearer and clearer.
The clan uncle beside him was just slightly hesitant.
The next moment, the contract is activated at the same time, and the power of Tengzu is invited.
"Ouch!"
"Roar!"
"..."
The silver frost wolf is the leader, followed by projections of alien beasts.
There are black snakes with fangs coiling in the sky, a one-horned horse riding on the clouds, a mysterious black moon shining in the sky, poisonous ivy and thorns as red as blood, etc... dozens of Teng Zu.
The momentum is overwhelming, the terrifying aura sweeps across, and the aura is so powerful that it can cover the sky and the sun.
The tribal warriors on the battlefield all showed reverence in their eyes.
"Baitenzu!"
"Bye!"
"..."
The fear on the tribal warrior's face disappeared, and his eyes burst with light.
Immediately morale increased greatly.
The tribal saint's expression was serious, with determination in her eyes, and the seal in her hand formed and she pressed forward again.
"Seal it to me!"
"Buzz!"
"..."
The terrifying power swept over him.
The Tengzus of all tribes roared with overwhelming momentum and rushed towards Ye Wentian.
Due to gaze.
Ye Wentian's figure paused again.
"Brother Ye!"
"Brother Tian..."
The expressions of Yongyue and An changed. It wasn't that they didn't trust Ye Wentian, but that the clan Tengzu's momentum was too strong, which made people worried.
same moment.
King Zhenxi and others have already rushed out with tens of thousands of tiger guards.
"Little tribe, you dare!"
"Listen to my king's decree, all Tiger Guards, charge into formation."
"kill……"
King Zhenxi’s voice was like thunder, echoing in the battlefield.
The strength shown by the Great Yan Dragon King is enough to shock the four realms of Great Yan and frighten the outside world. What needs to be done now is to ensure his safety.
There must be no accidents with this kid.
"Roar!"
"kill……"
The Tiger Guards of the base city were equally imposing, charging into the formation fiercely, like a huge spear, charging straight towards the tribal warriors in front.
Just don't wait to rush in.
When everyone looked at him, Ye Wentian, who had been sealed away, suddenly took a step forward again.
After this step, the powerful uncles and powerful men from all tribes, including the tribal saints, could not help but feel their scalps numb at this moment.
"You...can't actually seal him?"
"This Great Flame Dragon King is probably as powerful as Tengzu."
"..."
The strong men of the tribe were shaken in their hearts and could not calm down.
The next moment, their eyes showed horror again.
Ye Wentian's eyes condensed for a moment, and the spiritual power in his body exploded. There was no reservation at this moment.
"Kunijue Transformation Open!"
"I have a punch that can shake the world."
"Buzz..."
Ye Wentian raised his hand and clenched it tightly, and an indescribable force gathered in front of him and converged with the fist.
The transformation from the ninth level to the sixth level, combined with the Shaking Dragon Fist, is undoubtedly the strongest blow that can hurt Ye Wentian today through pure power.
In an instant, golden light enveloped his entire arm.
The powerful force accumulates into a strong wind.
"Groan!"
"..."
There seemed to be a dragon roaring, resounding throughout the heaven and earth.
Ye Wentian punched out, and in the strong wind tornado in front of him, there was a golden light flashing erratically, like a huge golden dragon, with its mouth open and bloody.
Sweeping, sweeping, nothing can stop it.
"Bang, boom!"
"Boom boom..."
This punch was in a straight line, and the ordinary warriors of the tribe had no time to react. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, their bodies were directly torn into pieces.
The smell of blood filled the air, but the power of the fist did not stop.
"That... that golden light?"
"That...that is?"
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible."
The powerful uncle of the tribe could not stop his pupils from shrinking, and a fear originating from the depths of his soul instantly filled his body.
Everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Looking forward, the horror on his face could not be concealed.
"Tribal nemesis." The tribal saint smiled bitterly. It was only at this moment that she understood why her ninth level sealing altar could not seal this person.
To know.
The peerless strong man who crossed the wasteland back then was helpless even to the heads of the eight chief clans and could only let him run wild.
same moment.
"Buzz!"
"Ouch..."
The silver frost wolf headed by Teng Zu of the tribe paused with its huge body.
The next moment, under the disbelieving eyes of the clan warriors present, the Frost Wolf suddenly turned around and ran towards the rear.
The other shadows of Teng Zu also retreated without hesitation.
"Teng...Tengzu, are you on the run?"
"How...how could this happen? How could Tengzu escape?"
"An illusion, it must be an illusion..."
The tribal warriors suddenly felt their faith collapse. Even if they saw it with their own eyes, they would still not believe their eyes. ..
Without waiting for everyone to react.
The shadow of the clan Teng Zu fled to the rear, and his body quickly disappeared into the air.
"Buzz!"
"..."
The power of Ye Wentian's punch dissipated at the same time.
this moment.
The entire battlefield outside the city was eerily quiet.
The tribal warriors were all stunned on the spot, with confusion in their eyes. Even if a butcher's knife fell on their heads, they would probably not move at all.
"Niu... Niubi!"
"Zhou Xiong, have you recorded the scene just now? Immediately send it to the king to the other three border cities of Dayan. This battle will be great for me, Dayan!"
King Zhenxi's eyes were trembling. Even the King of the Western Border, who was used to big scenes, was breathing rapidly at this moment and spoke repeatedly.
"Remember...write it down." Zhou Xiong, the captain of ten thousand men, trembled slightly at the corner of his mouth and lowered his voice.
Respond consciously.
At this moment, his eyes were staring straight ahead.
This moment.
The Great Flame Dragon King instantly reached an unattainable height in his heart.
Bai Yun and Luo Tongjin, two captains of ten thousand, had the same shock on their faces, both staring blankly ahead and behind them.
