Chapter 1287 The Emperor
Boom boom boom!
A series of explosions came one after another, like ocean waves, drowning the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, and even the hoarse screams of killing from both sides could no longer be heard. People's ears are buzzing all the time, as if deaf.
Nearly a million dragons, large and small, soar for nine days. Raging claws, tearing the opposing enemy to shreds. Hundreds of thousands of gigantic figures, hundreds of feet tall, like gods of war, fighting against this ferocious beast, their eyes are full of red.
As the wailing continued, the huge figures dissipated into nothingness one by one, and the huge dragon body was quickly covered with blood holes, smashed to the ground, and the breath was dying.
The entire battlefield has long been filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but no one has paid attention to this tragic scene.
Because under this bloody infection, people have already fallen into madness, and there is nothing but killing in their eyes.
Swish!
Two black sword gangs flashed, and the two huge figures fell down quickly. Zhuo Fan held the magic sword transformed by the sword boy and carried the giant body of the devil emperor. Those holy mountain masters blocked the way, and they were all slaughtered by him one by one.
Although Dan Qingsheng and the others did not have the power of a holy body, they were also closely following with their special emperor's seal, slaughtering those early saints. As for the rest of the Luo family's soldiers, they methodically picked up the weak from the holy mountain and opened the knife, which was equivalent to cleaning the battlefield.
After all, it is not so easy for them to find a few rookies to abuse them in a place like the Holy Mountain.
And they all have such a fate, and the rest of the temporary imperial army that was recruited wanted to get a piece of the pie, let alone find an opponent they could start with.
"Damn it, it turns out that the Luo family is hidden, there are so many masters. And they also joined the dragon clan and spirit beasts to attack the holy mountain. It is no wonder that he dared to declare war openly at the beginning, and it really wasn't aimless!"
Seeing the blood dripping down, a Spirit King expert was excited and excited, at the same time a little anxious, and a little helpless: "But... why are we here? It seems that there is no room to intervene?"
He turned his head and looked at the group of brothers who were also doing nothing behind him, as if they were watching the fun, but just watched the battle ahead with wide eyes, but he didn't even have the courage to take a step.
After all, with their strength, as long as they enter the battle circle, there is no need for someone to deal with them specially, just the aftermath can kill them.
To put it bluntly, they are cannon fodder when they go up, and they have no value.
He couldn't help laughing bitterly. The other person searched for a long time with his eyes wide open, still shaking his head without success: "Forget it, brother, the holy mountain is the holy mountain, and weak chickens are really hard to find. Let's be honest and wait. After they're done fighting, let's go clean up the battlefield. You know, this is a fat mess, think about who those people are, can you get some good things in your hands..."
"Hey, what are you doing in such a daze, why don't you go and help?"
Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, everyone shook their bodies, turned their heads to look, but saw a familiar figure who had just met for a while walking over, hurriedly bowed their heads and bowed: "Miss Luo, we are in the middle of the road, interjection. Don't get started!"
"Who asked you to intervene there, I'm talking about logistical help. Do you know how many healing pills need to be distributed and how many wounded people need to be taken care of? We are so busy there, why are you still standing here stupidly? Look Is the play coming?"
"Uh... logistics?"
After a stagnation in his heart, the man's face couldn't stop twitching, and he said with a bit of embarrassment: "Miss Luo, after all, we are also masters of the Spirit King, and my name of Beilin Crazy Saber is not a mess, you let us go to the logistics, is it a little bit? We are here to make a contribution to the holy mountain, not..."
"Okay, let's go!" Before he could finish his words, Luo Yunshang nodded and said, "Go up to kill the enemy and build a career, how about sending you a holy mountain to practice?"
"Uh...this..."
He glanced at the dark space cracks that appeared one after another, the tragic images of broken hands and feet flying all over the sky, the man couldn't help swallowing his saliva, then walked back with his head lowered: "I see Let's take care of the wounded and do logistics, the front line is too dangerous!"
Saying that, a group of people have followed one by one, all with their heads down, their heads lowered, and their faces full of loneliness.
Everyone has a heroic dream. At this epic moment when the holy mountain was torn down, they also want to be remembered in the history, kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds.
puff!
With a chuckle, Shuang'er watched the unwilling appearance of everyone gradually fade away, and then looked at Luo Yunshang and said: "Sister Yunshang, they just want to build meritorious deeds and make a future, you don't need to be sarcastic, it hurts people's self-esteem too much. It's gone!"
"Hmph, it's hard to be a great weapon if you have a good eye and a low hand. What else is Beilin Crazy Blade, isn't it a village owner in a world the size of a slap? He ran here to speculate. If I don't stop it in time, I can't say that he really dares to take someone up to his death. , I don't know how high the sky is!"
With a disdainful pouting, Luo Yunshang looked at the huge black shadow of Zhuofan in the distance again, his eyes full of delight: "It's not like my Zhuofan, who always has a sense of proportion. How? A man can bend and stretch, and that's how our Luo family came all the way. If you don't sing, you'll be a blockbuster. If you don't fly, you'll be in the sky!"
Nodding with a chuckle, Shuang'er looked at Zhuo Fan's huge holy body, but couldn't help but feel a little dignified.
Now that Brother Zhuo is getting closer and closer to the peak, that person is probably about to appear, alas...
bump!
On the other hand, as a powerful golden tail swept across, the six mountain masters retreated in unison again, and they stepped back five steps before they could stop.
Stay in shape.
The huge golden dragon roared in the sky, uttering wanton sarcasm: "Hahaha... Six old guys, the Holy Mountain is finished, and you are finished, and there will be no place for you in the Sanctuary in the future!"
His brows trembled uncontrollably. He Yunshan looked around. The place was already full of giant dragons and spirit beasts, and there were fewer and fewer disciples of the Holy Mountain.
In particular, Zhuo Fan was leading the way, and the Luo family's several royal-rank old men were so fierce, but he didn't expect it. The combination of dragons and spirit beasts has never been seen before, and it has already made them devastated. Coupled with Zhuo Fan's formation of troops, it has made them icing on the cake, and their combat power has greatly increased. .
What he didn't understand was why these two armies of beasts came together.
"Old man He, withdraw!"
At this time, the long-bearded old man looked at him with a solemn expression on his face. With his eyes narrowed, He Yunshan turned his head to look at the others, only to see that they were also nodding their heads and lamenting again and again.
"Where there is life, there is hope."
Grabbing his shoulder tightly, the long-bearded old man continued: "What if we lose the Holy Mountain? As long as the few of us are still alive and the Holy Mountain disciples still have fire left, there will eventually be hope of a counterattack. Old man, we You’ve already lost, don’t fight hard any more, don’t lose your old bottom, and you will regret it too late!”
His lips trembled slightly, He Yunshan's face was full of unwillingness, and he clenched his fists tightly. But soon, his eyes were fixed again, he nodded his head, and shouted: "All Holy Mountain disciples obey the order, withdraw!"
The voice fell, and the six old men took the lead and flew into the distance. When the rest of the disciples heard that, the disciples who didn't want to fight to die for a long time also took their holy bodies and flew to the distance.
"The wildfire can't be burnt out, and the spring breeze blows again, chase it for me!" Zhuo Fan saw, how could it be so easy for them to hide in peace? With a loud roar, he took the lead in crossing a black awn and followed closely. The rest of the crowd rushed forward like a gust of wind, and the screams of killing did not diminish.
call!
The violent hurricane screamed again, and the Dragon Emperor's tail flickered, and he came to the back of the six old men in an instant. The sharp dragon claws were like fine steel, and they grabbed them without delay, causing a piercing roar.
"Hahaha... It's not that easy to run!"
"Dragon Emperor, don't be too heartless, do you really not give a way to live?" His pupils couldn't help shrinking, He Yunshan clenched his teeth, his face full of hatred, and he shouted loudly, but there was endless fear in the depths of his eyes.
After all, the Dragon Emperor is the highest emperor dragon of the dragon clan, the pinnacle of the twelfth-level spirit beast, which is equivalent to the strength of a quasi-emperor.
In the past, the seven mountain masters of their Seven Sacred Mountains joined forces, and they were able to fight with them, relying on the combined force to stabilize one end. But now, when the seven people went to one of them, their combat power was greatly damaged, and they were no longer the opponents of this beast.
Now that they are entangled by such a quasi-emperor master, they are also very helpless.
He couldn't help laughing out loud. When the Dragon Emperor heard He Yunshan's words that seemed to be a threat but not a threat, he became even more sarcastic. At the same time, there was a deep anger in his eyes, as if he was biting people: "Unfeeling? I have a fart with you guys. The friendship between the two of us can be said to be unremarkable, so why are you saying that you are unfeeling? Don't forget how you pestered this seat and slaughtered my dragon children with an advantage in numbers. Now it is not so easy for this seat to take a step back!"
boom!
As soon as the voice fell, the terrifying tail flick of the Dragon Emperor couldn't help but add another seven points of strength, and even the sky was shattered, revealing a dark color.
The corners of their mouths couldn't stop twitching, and the six people's faces were all heavy. In the face of this powerful blow, they had no choice but to join forces to resist again. But in this way, no matter if they can stop it or not, they will never have a chance to run away.
When the chasing soldiers behind them surround and suppress them, even if they do not die in the hands of the Dragon Emperor, they will be consumed by everyone. It's just ridiculous that this was a tactic to deal with the dragon clan at the beginning, but now it is going to fall on them again.
I couldn't help sighing in my heart, the six old men were all ashen, but they were already desperate...
bump!
However, at this moment, a loud bang sounded, and an invisible sword gang flew out of nowhere, and immediately slammed into the huge tail of the Dragon Emperor, and immediately knocked the giant tail into the air.
The huge figure of the Dragon Emperor turned more than a dozen somersaults in the air one after another before it could be stopped. When he raised his head and looked at his tail, a bright red blood mark appeared in front of him.
"How is that possible? There are still quasi-emperor masters among human beings?"