Xiao Ye had just rushed to high altitude when he felt a huge pressure, making him tremble and fall down.
"not good!"
Xiao Ye frowned.
now.
Although he is strong, the restriction imposed by the sixth level Hunyuan strongman can still block him.
The Honglong clan wants to trap him in the cemetery boundary, which means that the situation is more serious than he imagined.
"Open it for me!"
Xiao Ye roared and charged forward again, frantically trying to attack the restriction, but was still blocked back.
Xiao Ye did not give up and directly used the Boning Sword.
Unexpectedly, this time, he broke through the restriction easily.
Xiao Ye's mood was not at all joyful, but instead extremely heavy.
He knew very well that he did not break the restriction by himself.
But something unexpected happened to the strong man who used the restraint.
"Senior Tulin!"
Xiao Ye looked outside the Hundred Realms of the Storm Star, and his face suddenly turned pale.
under his perception.
A familiar Hunyuan-level will, like a flickering candle, is extinguishing.
At the same time, sounds of grief also erupted from the nearby realms.
Dragon-shaped beings jumped up and cried at the entrance to the Hundred Realms of the Storm Star.
"Damn it!"
Xiao Ye's hair was flying and he rushed out quickly.
Until now, how could Xiao Ye still not understand.
The Hundred Realms of Bao Xing have once again ignited the flames of war.
In order to prevent him from getting involved, the sixth-level strongman of the Honglong clan cast a spell to seal the cemetery boundary.
The place filled with misty light has long since turned into a tragic battlefield.
Hunyuan blood of various colors gathered into a stream and flowed.
now.
The Honglong clan, headed by Tulie, and the Hunyuan-level beings who arrived at the scene had already retreated and were facing each other.
Between the two camps.
There was a strong wind raging and whimpering, which made people feel sad.
Look carefully.
An old man in black robes stood in the sky, it was Zhuo Dun.
beside him.
An old dragon-shaped life fell down, covered in wounds, and its breath had disappeared.
"Ancestor Turin!"
Tu Lie's eyes filled with tears.
As members of the Hunyuan Alliance and other Hunyuan beings continue to arrive.
The death squad led by him suffered heavy casualties, and their number was less than 10%.
In times of crisis.
Tulin appeared and rushed directly towards Zodon who was hiding behind him, trying to burn off his last strength and kill the opponent.
pity.
The two are both sixth-level powerhouses, so it's hard to tell them apart.
In addition, Tulin was already old and was really dying. Not long after the battle, he fell at the feet of Zodun.
"Huh, do you want to hold me on your back before you die? What a dream."
Zhuo Dun looked indifferent.
Tulin's counterattack before death also caused him a lot of damage. Hunyuan had three permanent wounds on his body that could not be healed.
but.
Zhuo Dun didn't care and had already flown to Turin's body.
As long as Tulin's body is swallowed, his level will inevitably rise sharply, and this injury is nothing at all.
Just then.
boom!
A dragon claw suddenly protruded from the Hundred Realms of the Storm Star, causing Zhuo Dun's expression to change drastically, and he was so shocked that he took a few steps back.
Wait for him to stop.
Tulin's body had been swept away by a stream of light.
"Do you want a bloody battle?"
"Aren't you really afraid that the Honglong clan will be exterminated?"
Zhuo Dun gritted his teeth and looked at the two winding dragon-shaped figures in the Hundred Realms of the Storm Star.
Among the hundreds of violent stars.
The only ones who can fight him are the two remaining sixth-level powerhouses.
These two powerful men watched Tulin die but did not take action. This was because the sixth-level powerhouses of the Honglong clan could not allow any mistakes.
"hehe!"
"Zhuo Dun, by now, I'm afraid everyone knows about the existence of our Honglong clan."
"Do you think we have anything to worry about?"
"If we don't take action, the Honglong clan will really be destroyed!"
The two dragon-shaped figures let out desolate laughter.
For the future of the Honglong clan, they endured too much.
The fall of Túrin brought them great excitement, and they did not mind fighting to the death.
"Damn it!"
Zhuo Dun's expression suddenly changed, and he felt a little scared.
If the two sixth-level warriors of the Honglong clan really let go and had no scruples, he might die in battle.
Think a little.
Zhuo Dun swayed and floated backwards.
"Everyone, you should have seen it."
"This Honglong clan is a strange life born in Zhonghai. As long as we devour them, our realm will continue to break through."
"What are you waiting for!"
At the same time, Zhuo Dun's bewitching voice echoed.
There are as many as 30,000 Hunyuan beings who have come to the vicinity of Bao Xing Bai Realm.
in.
There are thousands of members from the Hunyuan Alliance, as well as ten fifth-level powerhouses.
At this moment, they were all ready to make a move.
To be continued...