"Colorful flame phoenix formation, fallen star flames, fallen killing!~~"
Faced with the sudden impact of sparks falling from the sky, Long Zhiyuan and others instantly realized one thing, "The Feather Phoenix Divine Sect... is the fault of you." But at this moment, Long Zhiyuan had nothing to spare. The only choice was to resist the impact of the reforming spirit outside the city with all one's strength, or to redirect the attack of the large array. Hundreds of thunder dragon clones rushed towards the colorful flames and phoenixes in the sky.
Boom boom......
In an instant, the meteor fire collided with the dragon's breath, and the flames and thunder clashed, completely detonating a terrible power in the mid-air on both sides. Wherever the energy passed, the void twisted and destroyed everything, even if there was a large formation. The people and horses on both sides protected by the barrier were also shaken by the fierce shock wave, and their organs were shaking, and they were struggling.
But even so, the attacks from both sides still showed no intention of stopping. Although half of the army of reformed spirits located below the center of the battle were annihilated by the terrifying explosion energy, they did not wait until the battlefield was free. After a moment, like the tide returning to the sea, an even larger number of transformed spirits surged in. As far as the eye could see, there were almost hundreds of millions of people, according to visual inspection.
This scene directly made everyone in the Dragon King family feel even more stressed, and their faces turned ugly, "Damn it, can't we kill all these monsters? Why are we killing more and more!"
"Oops, His Majesty Zhiyuan's body..."
At this moment, Long Zhiyuan was still trying his best to maintain the output of his own energy, blood and spiritual power. Looking at the Eight Flame Taibao and tens of thousands of people above him, his face became serious and he asked loudly: "You, the Yufeng Divine Sect, are now trying to satisfy yourself? Have you lost even the most basic things in your ambition? Even evil spirits dare to transform it at will!"
Qi Tianshang, one of the Eight Flame Taibao, shook his head and said: "Long Zhiyuan, you are wrong. The four royal families have been trapping evil spirits for their own use since ancient times. How can there be any right or wrong? On the contrary, I think, Being able to turn the ferocious and violent power of evil spirits into a weapon for his own control is a great contribution that benefits the entire human race."
"Hmph, this is a contribution that is only beneficial to your Feather Phoenix Divine Sect. If you are really so great and are thinking about all the human race in the Spirit Realm Continent, why have you been hiding these transformed monsters all this time? You With such perverse actions, I am really not afraid that one day, these monsters will lose control, and the first ones to bite and bite will be your own people of the Yufeng Divine Sect! Yi Wufeng, do you agree with this?!"
Although Yi Wufeng is the strongest among the Eight Flame Taibao, in fact, whether he or several others, to put it bluntly, they are just ministers of the Yufeng Divine Sect, he can only sigh slightly meaningfully, "Sorry, Now you and I are our own masters. You have your Dragon Emperor family to protect, and I also have my Feather Phoenix Divine Sect to protect. What you and I think is no longer important."
Hearing this, even Yi Wufeng, who Long Zhiyuan thought was at least the most familiar and understanding among the senior officials of Yufeng Divine Sect, had such an attitude. Long Zhiyuan also understood, "Yes, now is a war. It is no longer the same thing between you and me. It's such a pity that we were in Yuling Academy. I wonder how Dean Feilin would feel if he learned about today's scene of you and me, classmates killing each other... "
"The dean has died a long time ago, and you and I are no longer young adults."
"Yes, things have changed and people have changed. Maybe this is the power of time,"
"Speaking of which, how long has it been since the last time we sparred?"
"At least twenty years,"
"In twenty years, you and I each have our own victories and defeats. Well, whatever, let's treat today as the last battle between you and me."
"Okay, come on!"
Long Zhiyuan and Yi Wufeng didn't need to waste any more words. They understood each other and began to separate and accumulate their strongest strength. However, in comparison, the situation on Long Zhiyuan's side seemed a bit disadvantageous. The accumulation of strength At the same time, the condition inside the body dropped rapidly, the injuries worsened, and he vomited blood again and again.
The next second, a wave of impact far greater than before erupted from the attacks of both sides. Under the conflict of the power of the two ancient formations, even some of the spaces between them began to tear and collapse, but
Under the surge of power, the formation of both sides ended with the formation of the Yufeng Divine Sect collapsing first. Although the formation of the Dragon Emperor Family was obviously several times weaker, it still maintained the most basic framework. This really made the other party sigh and be surprised.
Seeing this, the leader of the Eight Flame Taibao also shook his head and said: "It is indeed a thing left by the ancient Dragon God. Its power is really impressive. Even under the current situation of Long Zhiyuan, it can still maintain this level. Generally speaking, if it were another formation, even with the spiritual power and blood of hundreds of thousands of people, it might be difficult to sustain the impact just now."
Yi Wufeng couldn't help but sigh, "But that's all. Ancestor Fengyan, you have your work cut out for you. I can leave the rest to these reforming spirits."
And just as Yi Wufeng said, although the Dragon Emperor family could barely maintain the formation at this time, Long Zhiyuan's body was already close to the limit. His whole body was like a candle in the wind, as dangerous as an egg, and his complexion was pale and blue. He was clearly depleted of energy and blood, depleted of spiritual energy, and looked like his foundation had been damaged. Every breath he took seemed to be like a knife in his internal organs, and every bit of spiritual energy was like poison. Instead, The tear damaged every one of his meridians.
As for the Nine Heavens Dragon Transformation Formation, it has begun to weaken rapidly. The formation barrier that was originally as strong as an invisible thick wall is gradually becoming thinner and thinner at a faster rate. In the end, it is even stronger than an ordinary wall. The body is still a bit weaker, and for the army of reforming spirits that are still swarming outside the city at this moment, this is undoubtedly a useless paper wall, and some powerful reforming spirits are beginning to appear. He opened the barrier and rushed into the city wall.
"Fight! Pick up your weapons and fight, don't be stunned!"
Faced with this, Long Zhiyuan, who had vomited several mouthfuls of black blood, still wanted to use his last bit of strength to strengthen the formation and protect everyone, but was directly interrupted by Long Xingtian, who canceled the maintenance of the formation. Zhu Jiuyin hurriedly defended the enemy outside and fought away.
"That's enough, Zhiyuan. You've done a great job. If you continue, it will only kill you."
"Father, I still..."
Long Xingtian slapped him with a slap, and there were tears in his old eyes, "Zhiyuan! Wake up, you are not the only one in the Dragon Emperor family, there are also us. Don't bear everything by yourself. As a father, you don't want to experience it again." Once the white-haired person gave the black-haired person the pain..."
Long Zhiyuan was slightly startled at first, but then he looked at the ministers and people around him. Below him were nearly a million soldiers who kept shouting and charging towards the reforming spirits and enemies outside the city, "That's right! I'm waiting with you. Your Majesty is with you!"
"The Dragon King family will last forever! For the sake of our homeland, we will never fear death!"
At this time, Long Yi and others had already rushed to the front line, "The True Art of Flame, the Nine Sky-Splitting Swords! Brother, my father is right, don't forget, I am still here, leave the rest to me. !」
"Father, Third Brother, everyone..." Long Zhiyuan seemed to have let go of something that had been weighing heavily on his heart for more than a year, and his whole person was like a deflated rubber ball. , just fell into a coma, unable to hold on, "Zhiyuan, you have worked hard these years, let me and Yi'er and everyone do it next. Don't worry, we will never let them trample on our Dragon King family's territory. Not even a cent!"
After quickly sending Long Zhiyuan back to the rear for treatment and recuperation, Long Xingtian also jumped in one step and came to the dragon head of Zhu Jiuyin. He looked at the Eight Flame Taibao and the reforming spirit in front of him, his face full of the past. Fighting intention, "Ancestor, we haven't seen each other for several years, how about today, you and I can have a reasonable fight."
"Haha, okay! Let these juniors take a good look at what you, the Dragon King of the Mainland, were like!"
"Fusion of dragon skills, Xingtian Ba Gang!"
Feeling the energy agitation in this space, powerful air waves enveloped most of the battlefield. Seeing this, Yi Wufeng instantly recognized Long Xingtian on the dragon head, with a slightly startled look on his face, "That's Old Dragon King Long Xingtian?! How is it possible? Long Xingtian died a few years ago, how could he reappear... Wait, this move is not good, everyone hide away Open, defend with all your strength!"
Only
I saw a headless giant virtual image appearing in Gubo City. It was dancing with one hand and holding a large shield with the other. It was so powerful that a blood cloud condensed in the sky. A large number of blood-colored thunder quickly gathered into the giant. The next second, With a penis as its eyes and a big mouth made of a split belly, it was like a domineering evil god-like giant that shook the entire earth.
As Gang Ge waved, the thunder gathered and compressed into a dragon. A terrifying blood dragon that was even comparable to Zhu Jiuyin flew out directly. Zhu Jiuyin even stood side by side with it and merged quickly. A terrifying blood dragon with terrifying blood thunder flew out. The ancient true dragon rushed towards Yi Wufeng and the reforming spirit. Wherever it passed, the thunder was extinguished, and the ground was filled with blood red. It was so powerful that it could even rival some heavenly skills.
boom! ~~
The next second, the roar dissipated, flying sand and rocks, the blood dragon passed by, filled with pus and blood, scorched earth, and flesh and blood. The army of reformed spirits that was originally turbulent like ocean waves was slaughtered by 70% almost instantly, and at the target In the center, the Eight Flame Taibao and a group of masters above the Yuling General level from the Yufeng Divine Sect suffered heavy casualties. The Eight Flame Taibao, except for Yi Wufeng, was almost all injured. Bloody thunder spread through the meridians of the body. , causing terrible secondary damage,
But at this moment, nearly half of the tens of thousands of masters behind them had been killed by one move. The remaining people were also seriously injured. The colorful fire phoenix that was originally flying in the void was directly dissipated and collapsed.
"Pfft!~"
"Ahem, cough...hey, what kind of move is this? It's so powerful, it's an incredible skill..."
Yi Wufeng shook his head and sighed, "It's not a heavenly skill, but it's better than a heavenly skill. This is the old dragon king Long Xingtian's self-created fusion dragon skill that became famous in the mainland hundreds of years ago. The power of a Dragon King who has been at the top for hundreds of years is really eye-opening..."
"Master Yi, should I continue now..."
"Everyone has been injured. It's not a good time to fight today. We have to retreat and rest and recover temporarily..."
"Wait a minute, I am letting you go..."
However, the next second, Yi Wufeng and others, who were still planning to retreat, unexpectedly heard Long Xingtian's voice. Looking along, they saw the same move burst out again, but the difference now was that it was terrifying. The virtual image of Xingtian turned into three heads, and the terrifying blood dragon attack was directly strengthened by nearly three times. The Eight Flame Taibao and others instantly felt despair and death.
"How come...this power? He is, above all kings..."
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