"Now is not the time to talk about this. Let's hurry up and support the central capital!" Long Xiaorou said while holding his sword.
She knew that Long Chen was in the central capital at the moment and would save him no matter what.
In her opinion, Long Chen is one of the few good friends in her life. True love is rare, and everyone in the clan is interested in her talent and wants to be friendly with her.
Only Long Chen put aside everything and even wanted to fight with himself.
For such a partner who doesn't care about his or her status, Long Xiaorou will never allow the other party to suffer any losses.
"That's right, let's get going." Tang Shenwu nodded lightly.
She didn't know what Long Xiaorou was thinking, she just wanted to save Long Chen now.
If Long Chen dies accidentally, he, as a living being who lives and dies together, will also die with him.
This is a situation she absolutely doesn't want to see!
"Come out. Now that you're here, do you still want to ambush me?"
At the same time, Yu Tiandi, who rarely spoke at the side, was holding a purple gold sword and looking at the city wall in the distance with a cold voice.
"Do you think that you can escape the visits of others and escape the eyes of my underworld tribe?"
The power of the underworld around the natural enemy suddenly appeared, and the whole person's aura instantly broke through the feeling of the Tianzun realm, and even had a tendency to challenge the Saint realm.
The strong men from the Nether Clan who came to fight against the natural enemies also looked into the distance with weapons in hand, with cold expressions.
Tang Shenwu, Long Xiaorou and others instantly entered a battle-ready posture. They were all the top super clan geniuses on the continent, and everyone's reaction speed was extremely fast.
"Hehehe, we are not in a hurry anyway. The longer it takes, the better it will be for the growth of my natural disaster clan."
"The more flesh and blood of domestic animals we devour, the stronger we become. Hahaha, here comes another group of people who have died, okay!"
At the same time, on the city wall a thousand meters away, several figures in black robes stood in the sky.
With the appearance of these black-robed figures, their overall number was even equal to that of everyone on Tang Shenwu's side!
Moreover, in terms of strength, they are even more powerful.
There is no Saint Realm expert on either side, and they are all at the mercy of Tianzun Invincible.
But the only difference is that the dozens of natural disaster figures are all invincible in Tianzun.
But on the side of Yu Tian Enemy, Tang Shen Wu and Long Xiao Rou, the number of Tian Zun Wu Di was reduced by a few.
The rest, whether they are strong men from the Nether Clan, the Tang Family, or the Long Family, are all in the Eight Star Heavenly Lord or even the Nine Star Heavenly Lord.
Countless people may never see the strength of both sides' lineups in their lifetimes.
Of course, the countless lives in the frontier siege have already become the food of the natural disaster clan before everyone comes to support them.
This frontier siege city with a population of millions has been completely slaughtered.
There was only the smell of death and blood, plus a river of blood filling the air.
The entire frontier siege has long since become an unprecedented dead city!
All of these are the masterpieces of the disaster figure.
Countless ghosts and natural disasters have increased dramatically in number after eating human lives, and the same is true for natural disasters.
Only those Wang Tianjia who stood facing each other on the city wall did not increase in number.
It seems that the increase in the number of Wang Tianjia is not just based on devouring flesh and blood.
"You... how dare you kill all the humans here..."
Long Xiaorou instantly smelled the overwhelming smell of death and blood. Seeing that there were no corpses, only a dead city, she felt her heart tremble.
It was an unprecedented tremor of hatred and anger!
"You dare to kill everyone, it's unforgivable!" Long Xiaorou was full of energy and blood, and couldn't stand this situation. He immediately shouted in shock and rushed out with a sword.
Tsk tsk tsk!
A large number of ghosts and generals jumped up from the city, trying to stop Long Xiaorou's figure in front of Wang Tianxia.
Boom! Ouch——!
Brilliant golden thunder, accompanied by the loud roar of the dragon, then burst out from the dragon-marked giant sword.
The dragon-patterned giant sword was filled with brilliant golden thunder light, and the shadow of the golden thunder dragon surrounded the charging Long Xiaorou.
"The Thunder Emperor awakens!"
"Three types!"
"God's Nirvana Thunder!"
Because the clan pattern was activated, Long Xiaorou's thunder energy was able to advance and he became the Thunder Emperor and awakened.
All the "forms" of the mysterious energy of thunder are also transformed into "forms!"
This is the enhancement after awakening and advancement!
Boom!
Above the sky, among the golden clouds, endless thunder rays transformed into golden thunder dragons, falling from the sky.
A large number of ghost natural disasters and general natural disasters were instantly turned into nothingness under the bombardment of endless thunder dragons!
As one of the few descendants of the Celestial Clan in the Longgu Continent, Long Xiaorou, who has opened her clan pattern, has already surpassed the ordinary Tianzun Invincible in combat power.
Coupled with the wild dragon in her hand, it has been perfectly evolved and transformed into the Thunder Emperor Sword, and its combat power is beyond the limit.
Wang Tianjia and others looked at Long Xiaorou's explosive power, looked at each other, and sneered secretly.
"Hahaha, a former descendant of the Thunder God clan has opened the clan emblem, awakened and advanced, but has not reached the saint level. He is really weak."
"Who says otherwise? I have no interest in fighting against weaklings. You can choose for yourself."
Wang Tianjia, among them, a black-robed figure with a cold breath stepped out in the air. The space was instantly turbulent and trembling, and the air of death filled the air wildly.
"A descendant of the God of Thunder, I am a survivor of the great war between all races in ancient times. I am titled Jiji!"
"Don't die yourself, I don't know who killed you!" The Ghost King sneered, holding the long black stick in his hand, his figure suddenly shot out...
