Chapter 703: Young Master Daqi Who Sells Himself to the Netherworld

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"Patriarch Xia, Sanzhu Dongtian and Bobu's allied forces are trapped in the mud with a radius of a hundred miles in front of them."

At this time, Da Qiling made a sound and pointed to the wasteland in front of him where the black mist billowed.

"I don't know what Daqi's strategy is. Should we use the black smoke as a cover to fight in, or go in with dignity."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo asked aloud.

After speaking, he saw the black mist rolling in the wasteland in front of him, clusters of clouds and mist began to split, a hazy blue light fell in the black mist, and the mist began to dissipate.

This is Da Qi's response to Xia Tuo, and he rushed in with dignity.

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In the depths of the swamp, the camp of the giant wood coalition army has initially established defenses in the swamp, covering the ground with armor and shields, blocking the swallowing power of the swamp.

Like Zi Wuxiao, Mu Qingyun's control over the coalition forces has also been deprived.

The warriors composed of young men selected from several uncles, and the warriors in the Shenzang Realm sent by Sanzhu Dongtian were the commanders of thousands and tens of thousands, monopolizing the leadership of the soldiers in the middle and upper levels.

In the center of the big camp, a strange beast with a green body and three huge horns on its forehead was pulling a chariot. There are four figures standing beside him.

"Elder, the ghost of Daqi outside has receded, and you can see that the black mist is dissipating."

The chariot rushed up, and Mu Qingyun huddled in the corner behind, with a resigned look, not moving or making a sound, quietly like a wooden man.

Mu Jiuhan's eyes were looking forward, and his eyes were shining with blue light, trying to see through the mist, but although the cloud and mist split, they did not completely dissipate all at once.

"Someone!"

After half a stick of incense, Mu Jiuhan's eyes froze suddenly.

The black mist was torn open, and under the hazy blue light, black shadows stood in formations and appeared in his eyes. The formations stretched for more than ten miles.

There are huge beasts riding in front, and on the high stone platform, figures stand with their hands behind their backs.

Among the soldiers, a giant tree with a height of 500 feet stands tall, with a huge flag fluttering above it, and the divine pattern of the blue dragon totem jumps like a blue divine fire.

"Da Qi!"

Even though he had expected it long ago, Mu Jiuhan still trembled when he saw the Daqi soldiers appearing with his own eyes.

Da Qi is here for revenge!

At this moment, the world was silent, hundreds of thousands of Qiyin soldiers lined up, there was not a single sound, and everyone was silent.

"Da Qi!"

In an instant, a deep cry sounded, and the big Qiyin soldiers in formation raised their heads, and black smoke began to swirl around their figures. Wisps of black smoke gathered in the sky, turning into a black dragon, breathing out a cold breath.

Rumble!

The dragon roared, entrenched in the void, and swept the Yin Qi in a thousand miles around in the void, turning into a black ocean, waiting for an opportunity to break through the coalition camp.

But this step made Xia Tuo stop.

He understands that Da Qi has been silent for thousands of years, and now he has finally waited for the opportunity. He can't take down the Cave Heaven Holy Land for the time being, but he can catch a few warriors from the Cave Heaven Holy Land to practice his hands.

This kind of hatred that has been suppressed for thousands of years is the excitement of revenge.

The 300,000 young people of the Jumu coalition army will definitely not be able to support under the impact of the flood dragon.

But these are the elite under the rule of Bobu, such as Jumu, Dragon Fish, and Yanshen. It can be said that once these 300,000 people are injured, there will be a century-old martial arts fault in the three big Bo tribes.

It's not that he has a heart of compassion. In his current position, to put it in a bad word, the death of warriors below the supernatural power level is nothing more than a number.

Perhaps saying this makes people feel a bit cold-blooded. It is better to say that they are of the same blood as humans. These people are innocent, or these people are the elite of the human race. This sounds more righteous.

The luck battle between the cave heavens in the northwest and Bobu had been planned back and forth for nearly a hundred years, but no one expected that it would end up like this.

The Daqi Extinct Clan had been silent for ten thousand years, and Xia Tuo was indeed surprised by its sudden appearance, but after the surprise, it was a new examination school that conformed to the overall situation.

With Daqi's dead souls around, it is definitely a good thing for Daxia to have a helper in dealing with the Holy Land of the Cave. Even taking advantage of this opportunity, Daxia can completely swallow the northwest in one battle and build the foundation of the Houbu.

Of course, this is the blueprint. If you really want to achieve this, there is the holy land inside, and the monster clan outside is watching.

In this scenario, 300,000 elite young warriors are enough to guard many tribes and cities and guard the land.

Before he knew it, Xia Tuo himself didn't realize that he had already started to arrange things after the battle of luck.

"There are monsters in the barren land, and these elite guards are needed."

Hearing the sound, Young Master Daqi nodded after pondering.

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Huh~~

A gust of cold wind blew through, and for a while, the soldiers of the Bobu coalition army felt chills in their hearts, as if their spirits seemed to be in a trance all of a sudden, and the trance from the spirit made the whole body chill.

At this moment, the figure of Young Master Daqi disappeared from the high platform, and appeared a hundred feet outside the camp of the Jumu coalition army.

"I, Daqi King Jing's youngest son, Jing Qiu, King Jing's Jing, the hatred of blood."

The voice of the young master Daqi couldn't hear the slightest fluctuation, but when it came into the giant tree camp, it made the warriors of the Three Pearl Cave who were fooled by the chariot in the center of the camp feel a chill in their hearts.

Mu Jiuhan's expression was extremely ugly. Looking at the young figure in front of him, he knew that today would not be a good day.

"The remnants of the Great Qi, I never thought I was still alive."

After saying that, a figure behind Mu Jiuhan stepped out. The figure was wearing green armor, his face was thin, and his face shone fiercely.

After the Qingjia warrior stepped out of the big camp, he looked at the young master Daqi across the air, and the two of them were watched by other warriors from both sides.

On the high platform behind, Xia Tuo watched quietly, but he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​stealing the limelight from the young master Daqi. Qiancang Realm is the protagonist of Daqi, so he just needs to watch carefully here.

"Little Remnant, since you didn't die that year, I'm giving you a ride."

The corner of Mu Tianling's mouth revealed a hint of murderous intent, and faint ripples bloomed from his body. Immediately after the void where he stepped on, fine void cracks appeared one after another, and the cracks spread in all directions, turning into spider webs to engulf Young Master Daqi. To cover up.

A cyan divine light appeared in his hand, and the law was formed, and behind him was a prototype of an illusory world, based on green wood, supported in the center of the illusory world, just like the tree of the world.

Law Gathering, World Foundation, just the last step to transform the primordial spirit, and then you can fully enter the ground-opening state.

Facing the coercion of Mu Tianling's quasi-world prototype, Young Master Daqi's figure remained motionless, and a white bone palm filled with black air protruded from under the gorgeous black robe.

With the palm stretched out, one after another black laws of death converged, distorting the hazy blue light, and the moment they touched Mu Tianling, they saw the laws of green wood wither into ashes.

"Yep."

At this moment, Mu Tianling secretly thought that it was not good, and wanted to retreat and fight again, but found that the breath of death followed him, and the bone palm gradually enlarged in his pupils.

puff!

There was a sound of tearing blood and bones, and before everyone in the four directions could react, the figure of Young Master Daqi had already clung to Mu Tianling's body within a foot.

There was a sound of blood and bones, and the bones' fingers grabbed into the chest, and a beating red heart was grabbed out.

This scene made the Quartet look terrified.

"Hey, what kind of method is this, is it a big hand? Fortunately, the fat brother is fat, and the fat wrapped around the heart is thick."

Fat Brother's big face trembled, and he was taken aback. With just one move, a warrior at the peak of the Holy Realm who had comprehended the law and built the foundation of the small world was heartbroken.

"Ah~"

Immediately afterwards, there was a scream, Young Master Daqi's brows touched Mu Tianling's brows, and then a wisp of black air spread out.

The next moment, an illusory soul shadow was pulled out from Mu Tianling's body held in the mouth of the black flood dragon, the illusory real soul screamed, and his whole body was burned by the black Yin fire.

"Elder Tianling!"

At this moment, several roars came from the giant tree camp.

Mu Tianling's heart was caught and his soul was ripped out. Such a scene made the remaining three-bead cave sky warriors terrified.

This scene made Fat Brother pat his head involuntarily. It seemed that it was time to create a set of soul defense witch treasures.

boom!

Mu Tianling's body fell from the sky to the swamp below, his legs plunged into the swamp, and the bloody hole in his chest gurgled, which was shocking.

And the young master Daqi who had done all this held his heart in the palm of his white bone, and the dragon transformed from the black mist bit Mu Tianling's true soul, and threw the heart in his hand into the mud.

At this moment, the wind in all directions seemed to be getting colder and colder.

The young master Daqi is so fierce, Xia Tuo was taken aback, look left and right, it seems that there is no need to cooperate with Daxia who is so vigorous.

Could it be that he has a good character?

After thinking about it, it seems that apart from this reason, I really can't think of other reasons.

But at this moment, Young Master Daqi moved again, looked at Mu Jiuhan who was being driven by the car in the center of the Jumu camp, and then walked towards the camp.

Huh~

In an instant, all the figures in the entire giant tree camp became flustered one by one.

"I'll see you on your way!"

The Pingtian crown was shaking, and at this moment, the entire face of the young master Daqi was revealed, a skeleton face, the whole body was gray and white and petrified, and the black eyes were like two abysses.

For a moment, a faint black flame ignited on the black robe, and the flame jumped and turned into phantoms of ferocious dragons, and the roaring sound was extremely ear-piercing.

"The Nether Evil Dragon, the Nether Evil Dragon, you, you, you actually sold yourself to Nether."

At this moment, Mu Jiuhan was terrified.

"There is no way, otherwise, how can I, a little boy, bring you to Jiuyou together."