"boom"
With a loud bang, the Dark Lord was shaken away by Xu Jianxiong's bone spear, and Xu Jianxiong was also shocked and his blood was surging, retreating far away.
"roar"
The Dark Lord rolled continuously and let out a roar of shock, but to everyone's surprise, the Dark Lord roared and disappeared in a flash.
"this……"
The old men of the Wangyue clan all showed strange expressions on their faces.
"Clan leader, will this Dark Lord escape?" someone asked.
Xu Jianxiong nodded and said, "The Dark Lord is not wise and is not afraid of death. However, when his dark power is consumed too much, he will return to his nest to rest. When his dark power is restored, he will kill him back, cough cough..."
"Clan leader..."
The strong men of the Wangyue Clan exclaimed, and Xu Jianxiong actually coughed up blood, which scared them to death. If the leader of the clan had an accident, the Wangyue Clan would be over.
"Nothing fuss, this is a good thing. I deliberately did not use any magical powers to let the Dark Lord hurt me.
In this way, the bottleneck that I have been stuck in for many years will loosen. Only under the threat of death can I activate my strong desire for my body.
So, this Dark Lord cannot be killed. He is my hope to break the shackles. Long Chen, you think so too." Xu Jianxiong looked at Long Chen with a hint of praise in his eyes.
Long Chen nodded and said, "Yes, it's a pity to kill such a powerful opponent directly.
Only a strong opponent can force my potential. In order to survive, I must continue to grow.
Anyway, with you and Uncle Huai, I think I can use it to force myself to step bigger so that I can deal with monsters of all races in the Holy King Conference.”
"Hahaha, okay, you have backbone, men should do this."
Xu Jianxiong laughed. Seeing Long Chen now, he seemed to see himself when he was young.
At that time, he was also not afraid of heaven or earth, and did whatever he wanted, and was unscrupulous. However, after becoming the patriarch, he began to calm down and do his best to do things.
In fact, the reason why Xu Jianxiong had a bottleneck was actually very related to his position. Now that he discovered this dark lord, he certainly was reluctant to kill it.
"Boom..."
At this moment, endless dark monsters attacked again, and the dragon blood warriors immediately went to fight. Xia Chen and Guo Ran controlled the formation and the other controlled the giant golden crossbow, and were responsible for killing the Heavenly Venerable monsters.
In this way, the dragon blood warriors can fight fiercely with confidence and boldness. The dragon blood warriors are like tired killing machines that never know about tired killing machines, and are invincible on the battlefield. Not long after, the corpses on the battlefield have piled up like mountains.
Long Chen immediately began to clean up the battlefield and put the corpses on the battlefield into the chaotic space.
In today's chaotic space, the energy of life is almost as thick as water, and precious medicines are growing wildly. The Taiyin wood and Fusang ancient wood are like dry riverbeds. Finally, the rainy season is ushering in. Greedly sucking the power of life, the originally sluggish branches and leaves are stretching to their fullest, and their bodies are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What excited Long Chen the most was that the golden lotus seed had not only completely recovered at this time, but its divine light became brighter and brighter. At the same time, Long Chen saw that golden patterns appeared on the lotus seeds.
Although he was not sure about the origin of the golden lotus seed, Long Chen's intuition told him that the origin of this golden lotus seed was absolutely amazing.
Now Long Chen doesn't know why killing these dark monsters will change the golden lotus seeds, but that doesn't matter. There are too many things in this world that he doesn't understand, and he is too lazy to analyze.
"If the warriors of the Wangyue clan are one-tenth of them strong, who would dare to look down on us?" Seeing the dragon-blooded warriors fighting fiercely like wolves and tigers, even the powerful Heavenly Venerable level felt trembling and couldn't help but sigh.
Although the Dragon Blood Warriors are only in the late stage of the Immortal King, their lethality is too amazing. They go straight to the enemy's fatal key with just one move.
They even saw two dragon blood warriors, and with their joint efforts, they killed a dark monster of the Heavenly Venerable level with three moves.
The two of them cooperated perfectly. The dark monster of the Heavenly Venerable level was beaten by the nose from beginning to end. They had no chance to display their strength, so they were cut off their heads.
"Long Chen, can I dare to ask how you train these subordinates?" An old man from the Moon tribe finally couldn't help but say.
Long Chen shook his head and said, "They are not my subordinates, but my brothers, and my partners whom I can entrust my life to them."
We can reach today, not by anyone who trains us, but by force. We have been forced to death by God. If we take a step back, we will be doomed.
What can we do except work hard? We are unwilling to be merciless, and our destiny can only be controlled by our own hands.
We do not have strong resources and strong background. We only have one trump card in our hands, and that is our fate.
Everything we have now can be said to be fought for with our lives. You envy us, but why don’t we envy you?
If there is a choice, who is willing to work so hard? Who doesn’t want to enjoy life quietly?"
Long Chen looked at the fierce battle between the dragon blood warriors, and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes. This was a helpless world. Since he chose to declare war on fate, he would have to bear it to the end until one day he would truly control his destiny and no longer be merciless at anyone.
The strong men of the Wangyue clan were moved by it, and at the same time they were reflecting that the Wangyue clan had been working hard for the rise and revival verbally, but did they really work hard? Or was it just a slogan of fun?
More than 400 dragon-blooded warriors were fighting against endless dark monsters. Even the old guys, who showed their combat power, felt scared.
The dragon blood warriors' skills are not innate, but are made by the day after tomorrow. Behind their invincibility, no one knows how much they have paid.
Compared with them, the disciples of the Wangyue clan are like children growing up in honeypots and flowers grown in greenhouses. How can they be considered true growth without experiencing wind and frost?
"Clan leader..." An old man looked at Xu Jianxiong.
"Go!"
Xu Jianxiong knew that they were the strength of the jealous dragon blood warriors, and planned to let young disciples in the clan participate in the blood and fire training.
In the past, the Wangyue clan had been developing the number of races to minimize casualties, but the number was rising, but the quality was declining. This does not mean that the Wangyue clan was not as good as before, but because of the fear of sacrifice, it led to too little experience and no real strong man could appear.
So, the disciples of the Wangyue clan's peaceful life ended, and they were sent to other battlefields to start a real battle.
The dragon blood warriors fought for three consecutive hours. After slashing, their arms were numb and they could not cut them anymore, so they returned to the formation.
Xia Chen's formation has amazing defense. As long as it is not a monster of the Heavenly Venerable level, it cannot shake the formation at all.
Even if the Heavenly Venerable monster arrives, it will be killed by Xia Chen and Guo Ran. After the dragon blood warriors recover, they will continue to fight.
Long Chen did not continue to fight. He kept his energy and stared at the depths of the battlefield except for cleaning the battlefield from time to time.
Suddenly, Long Chen stood up, and the Kunpeng wings were stretched out behind him, and the person rushed out like a stream of light.
Chapter completed!