Chapter 709: A Rare Opportunity

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Rumble!

At this moment, Jiaohun's whole body twisted, as if a large python had swelled up, the terrifying dragon power burst out, and another illusory dragon's head floated out from the shoulder position, the dragon's horn was black and green like a ghost The flame burns.

His thick hands raised a dragon spear high, stirring up the turmoil in the surrounding space, and collided with Xia Tuo's epee.

boom!

This blow was earth-shattering, and the terrifying fluctuations swept through the void for tens of miles in all directions, forcing everyone to retreat again and again. Even those who were strong in the Holy Realm did not dare to sink into the energy vortex inside.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Mu Qingyun's mouth twitched, feeling a little chilled.

He was also in the Holy Realm, but he didn't expect Xia Tuo to be so powerful, which made him feel a strong sense of powerlessness, so he was fighting for his luck, wouldn't it be nice to go back to be the leader of the Bo tribe? It's okay Don't look for death.

cough!

During the fluctuations of the sky, a burly figure appeared, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards. The six gods were completely disintegrated, blood was pouring from the corners of their mouths, and the big hand holding the dragon gun burst open, with gurgling blood dripping down.

"kill!"

The next moment, Jiaohun roared loudly, and the gurgling blood on his body suddenly burned, and his whole body was wrapped in blue flames.

Then, Xia Tuo saw faint phantoms emerging from the back of Jiaohun, with a hazy blue light all over the body, with six heads and dragon claws under his belly, and an indescribable terrifying pressure overflowed.

Even if this ray of breath is extremely weak, it still brings him terrifying coercion. The blood in his body roars, and a ray of purple light blooms in the spiritual world. In the purple light, phantoms of hundreds of millions of living beings evolve, offsetting this coercion.

Xia Tuo squinted his eyes and looked intently. Wrapping Jiaohun was a six-sacred holy dragon, like a dragon body cast in green gold, with six ferocious dragon heads, and each dragon horn was about to pierce like a heavenly sword. sky.

Six pairs of dark golden eyes overlooked the void in all directions, staring at everything, even if it was just a phantom, it still brought him an unparalleled majesty.

hold head high!

A vast dragon chant,

The void in all directions was completely cracked, and the phantom of the six holy dragons came towards Xia Tuo in an instant.

This is the power of Jiaohun's blood, and it is also the basis for the existence of the Six Jiao Holy Land. At this moment, he has completely mobilized the power of his blood, intending to use the power of his ancestors to destroy Xia Tuo.

The Six Flood Dragons attacked, carrying the ancient power of the gods, and the terrifying phantom descended towards Xia Tuo as if it had turned into reality.

Clang!

Faced with this blow, Xia Tuo's whole body tensed up to the extreme, with his palm sticking out, an innate true spirit loomed, the copper plate of the totem fell, purple light swept across the sky, and sentient beings descended.

All of this happened in an instant. The moment the totem copper plate collided with the phantom of the six sacred dragons, it shook violently in the void, and then cracked inch by inch. .

Clang!

At this moment, a ray of sword light cut through the void with the law of black and white, and fell towards Jiaohun's head. With a puff, Jiaohun screamed, and was chopped into a ball of blood.

boom!

The next moment, he turned around and walked towards the direction of the Black Dragon camp, carrying a strong killing atmosphere.

Rumble!

However, at this moment, several black shadows suddenly appeared in the void, and the young master Daqi who was hiding in the black mist nearby appeared and shot directly.

Not only that, but the four shadows following behind Young Master Daqi also shot together.

All of a sudden, thunder and lightning, dragons and tigers roared, terrifying power burst out, and the remaining six holy land powerhouses were all rounded up by the Daqi Dead Clan.

Xia Tuo couldn't help shaking his head when he saw this. He held the totem copper plate in his hand and felt the purple light overflowing from it, which became much dimmer.

In Qiancang Realm, he cut off the contact with the outside tribes, but before entering Qiancang Realm, he deliberately placed the totem copper plate on Tianlu Mountain, absorbed the clan's family luck purple energy, and defeated the six dragons with one blow. The sacred dragon god form consumes a lot of the power of all beings accumulated on the copper plate.

Seeing that the strong men in the Six Flood Sacred Lands were all surrounded by the Daqi Dead Clan, Xia Tuo's epee pointed at the Black Dragon Camp.

"kill!"

The next moment, horns sounded under the dark sky, and the God of Haohai commanded 700,000 soldiers, rushing towards the Black Dragon camp.

More than 80% of the soldiers in the Black Dragon Camp are related to the Black Dragon Bo's Department, and the remaining 20%, even if Xia Tuo wanted to screen them at this time, he had no chance.

Under the chaos, the killing was in full swing, and they fought together directly, and it was impossible to identify the identities of the soldiers.

Clang!

The epee struck horizontally, and the sword light traversed the sky, and fell into the black dragon camp. Once the aura belonging to the strong man in the holy realm burst out, it smashed thousands of ordinary soldiers to pieces.

After making a move with a sword, Xia Tuo withdrew the Shanhe Sword. The Great Xia Allied Forces had rushed into the Black Dragon camp. If he made another move, he probably had a greater chance of injuring his own people.

With the young master Daqi leading the four strong men to attack, Zi Wuxiao and Mu Qingyun stood behind, looking left and right, there was really nothing for them to do.

Without the strong supernatural powers sitting in command, the outcome of the remaining black dragon warriors is obvious. This is a one-sided battle, with bones and blood splattered, broken arms flying, and bones began to pile up on this wasteland, and blood flowed into a river.

Even if the black dragon soldiers want to run here, they can't run. Whether they rush into the surrounding wild forest or get into the chaotic rocks, they will be picked up by the big Qiyin soldiers cruising around, and they will be bitten , Raw flesh and blood.

With absolute strength, the battle ended quickly, without even an hour, but there were still some people left alive, totaling no more than 2,000 people, people from the Mandrill, Youxiong and other tribes.

As for the members of the Black Dragon Clan, none remained. After being identified by the Daqi Dead Clan, the ordinary soldiers of the Heilong Bo tribe also contained extremely shallow blood of the Six Flood Dragons.

300,000 people were slaughtered, corpses were scattered all over the field, and blood filled the void.

Young Master Daqi carried the skeleton of another warrior from the Holy Land of the Six Flood Dragons, threw it to the entourage beside him, and came to Xia Tuo's side.

The strength of this great young master can be said to be unfathomable, and Xia Tuo has not noticed its depth until now, or this guy's strength is not weaker than that of the land-opening realm, but it is a pity that the descendants of a generation of kings have ended up with This look of neither human nor ghost.

"This is news from the outside world."

When Xia Tuo came near, a green feather appeared in the palm of the young master Daqi, and it fell into Xia Tuo's hands.

The green feather is full of brilliance, like a delicate jade, but it is as light as a feather, exuding faint fluctuations, Xia Tuo can tell at a glance that it is a messenger treasure.

Spiritual thoughts passed through it, and the information in Qingyu immediately appeared in his thoughts.

"The demon soldiers are invading."

Immediately, Xia Tuo understood why Young Master Da Qi mainly came to speed up the death process of the Black Dragon Clan, and co-authored it because he was afraid of being late.

"What is Daqi going to do?"

Without hesitation, Xia Tuo said aloud, while thinking in his heart.

"Daqi's clansmen cannot directly appear on the barren land, otherwise they will be scattered. Even the ghost king cannot change this with great power."

The young master Daqi spoke up, and then said: "The wasteland is your wasteland. I, Daqi, failed to protect this piece of homeland ten thousand years ago, and now I leave it to you."

"it is good."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo nodded, thinking that as much status as he wants, he has to do as much as possible. During the period of the battle of luck, the situation changed suddenly, and he suddenly saw the hope of Daxia to dominate the Northwest in one fell swoop.

Of course, if you want to dominate the Northwest, Great Xia will naturally have to pay a corresponding price. For example, if the demon soldiers invade, this must be blocked, otherwise, how will the hearts of the people in the Northwest gather in Daxia? Even though he came in, Da Xia had no way out.

There is a Daqi dead clan dragging the Cave Heaven Holy Land, and all the tribes in the northwest have been disabled. This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is in front of us. If Daxia does not take such a good opportunity, Xia Tuo will feel sorry for himself.

"However, what the young master said is wrong."

Then, Xia Tuo shook his head lightly, and continued: "The wasteland is our wasteland, and it is also Daqi's wasteland. What happened ten thousand years ago, Xia is not qualified to judge right and wrong. Daqi's work was done back then, and now he is here We have fallen, and the demons and chaos recur, then we will make a bright blue sky, and we will be ashamed."

"it is good."

Young Master Daqi, who was wearing a flat sky crown, flashed a look of light in his empty eyes.

In the distance, Zi Wuxiao and Mu Qingyun watched Xia Tuo and Young Master Daqi discussing matters, and they felt a little uncomfortable.

Even Zi Wuxiao had made up his mind to give up treatment, but seeing Xia Tuo and Young Master Daqi standing side by side, discussing the future of the Northwest, was really uncomfortable.

The Daqi Dead Clan attacked the Cave Heaven Holy Land.

Daxia guards the land and protects the people, resisting the monster clan.

Soon, Xia Tuo set the tone with Young Master Daqi.

At this time, no one can tell whether the Holy Land, which was completely defeated in the battle of luck, will collude with the monster clan to abuse the wasteland again like it did ten thousand years ago.

Since such a thing could be done ten thousand years ago, it is enough to show that Dongtian Holy Land has no bottom line.

This point has to be guarded against.

Spanning tens of thousands of years, when Daqi's dead tribe is taking revenge, they can protect the people of the barren land and make up for Daqi's regrets.

"Hao Hai God General, gather the soldiers and treat the wounded."

"Da Qiyin soldiers listened to the order, restrained the bones of the six flood dragons, and sent them to the revenge blood formation."

Xia Tuo and Young Master Daqi issued orders one after another, and immediately the figures on the ground began to get busy.

...

In the central blood formation of Qiancang Realm, as the bones were thrown into the blood formation one by one, after being devoured by the black scorpion, the blood was purified and appeared in the jade pond in the central stone platform.

The method of revenge of the Daqi Dead Clan is also very simple to say. They all belonged to the ghost king and sat down. At the cost of not being reincarnated and forever being a servant of the ghost king, they exchanged for the power of the ghost king to descend.

For revenge, they have already sold themselves to the netherworld desperately.