The fall of King Luan Shu caused the hearts of countless Luan Shu tribesmen to fall to the bottom. Their faces were miserable. They saw King Luan Shu struggling feebly under the attack of the opponent. King Luan Shu was under the attack of the opponent's Styx War Halberd. Bottom. Almost torn to pieces. Covered with green blood.
But he did not admit defeat. He was still using his last strength to resist the opponent. At the same time, he was also attacking as if he was risking his life.
This scene made the Luanshu tribe weep without tears. The old man who was still fighting desperately at the last moment also made Long Chen respect him. It turns out that faith is not something he only possesses.
He clenched his fists.
"Benefactor, save my father. Save him."
Beside Long Chen, Yin Luan had tears all over her clothes. She became especially helpless. Her whole body was trembling and she was almost heartbroken.
Long Chen could feel her tension and pain. He had no shirking responsibility for this battle. Of course, he would not fight against King Yaksha. That would undoubtedly be courting death.
He was about to rush out, but King Yaksha suddenly stopped attacking King Luan Shu at the end of his crossbow. King Luan Shu transformed back from the form of the giant tree and turned into the old man. He fell to the ground helplessly, with blood all over his body. The wounds caused by the Styx Halberd even caused an eye to be pierced by the Styx Halberd. The gray air flow was like a snake, still swimming in his eye sockets.
"Death..." King Luan Shu stretched out one arm, leaving only one eye, still looking at King Yaksha angrily.
The ferocious King Yaksha stood proudly above him holding the Styx Halberd. Jiejie smiled and said: "Old ghost, do you know why I left one of your eyes? Because I hate you. I think it's best to torture someone. The method is nothing more than letting you watch the thing you least want to happen happen, and you are powerless to do anything about it. So, you should have guessed what I am going to do."
King Luan Shu opened his last eye wide, and tears of blood flowed from it.
The side is full of protruding veins.
"The evil ones should be punished."
King Luan Shu said these four words sadly.
"You can't see my death."
King Yaksha laughed twice. She was right in front of King Luan Shu. Holding the Styx Halberd, she pulled out a stream of gray air and rushed into the sky. In a blink of an eye, she was suspended in front of a green light mask. Jie Jie said with a smile. : "The green world is what makes you Luanshu tribe huddle inside. You are all turtles with shrunken heads. This is your tortoise shell. I want to see it. When I break these tortoise shells, what will you huddled turtles be like? What a panic.”
She has raised her Styx Halberd.
"A powerful race doesn't need tortoise shells at all. So we, the Yasha tribe, survived the desperate situation and rekindled the spark. We are destined to dominate the world. But a weak race like you, the Luanshu tribe, is destined to be eliminated in the long river of history. You are not qualified to occupy a planet. This is not your hometown. It is the place where my Yaksha clan rose."
King Yaksha was too fast. When his opponent turned into such a super being, Long Chen had to be careful. This battle was much more difficult than he imagined. He could have not participated at all. If he wanted to win at this time The heart of the ancestral tree. No one can stop it.
But...he won't do such a thing.
Because he is Long Chen. His life was born out of protection, responsibility, and fighting.
He stepped out of the Green World. The destruction of the Green World could not be stopped at all. He did not have the power to stop King Yasha head-on. In fact, King Yasha was right. The Green World was just the tortoise shell of the Luanshu Clan. If the Luanshu Clan really escaped this They want to become stronger and defeat the invading enemies. Their only way is to become stronger instead of hiding in the green world. The green world has wiped out the fighting spirit of the Luanshu tribe.
If the green world can be destroyed, if the Luanshu tribe can survive, then what they will get is a new life.
If invasion and killing are unavoidable, the only way is to strengthen yourself and stand upright. Do not seek to attack others, but only seek to protect all the people you care about and who are closely related to you.
When the Yaksha King was about to destroy the green world, Long Chen used the time dragon to hide it from her eyes and rushed towards the 400,000 Yaksha tribe. Although it was for the sake of the Luanshu tribe, which he had nothing to do with, he was equally helpless. No regrets. He is not a fool. He just feels that life should be fought like this.
"Turtle shell, let's destroy it."
In the desperate gaze of King Luan Shu, King Yaksha waved the Styx Halberd, activating the power of reincarnation of the five elements. She laughed wildly and struck the Green World with the Styx Halberd again and again. Something happened in the Green World. Huge shock. No matter how green runes appeared, they were constantly defeated.
Boom boom boom.
Hearing such explosions, the inner defenses of those Luanshu tribe who finally mustered up their courage were once again defeated. They seemed to hear the constant knocking of death. The roar of the enemy almost suffocated them, especially those who The old, weak, women and children hiding behind the battlefield were crying helplessly.
"Did we lose?"
The soldiers of the Luanshu tribe looked at the collapsing green world with wide eyes and trembling eyes. I don’t know when, their eyes were filled with tears of fear, and their legs began to tremble. And the other side’s Yaksha tribesmen They were already prepared. They roared without emotion and laughed loudly. They waved their weapons. They were already ready to fight.
As soon as the Green World is broken, they will attack immediately. The 400,000 Yaksha tribe can completely kill all the Luanshu tribe in a short period of time.
"Everything the king said is false. Not only will we exterminate our clan, we won't even have a chance to teach each other a lesson..."
"The Luan Shu clan is finished..."
They closed their eyes helplessly. It's not that they are weak, it's just that they have no chance to live, and there is no hope. As for Long Chen, what King Luan Shu said, he can indeed defeat many Yaksha tribe, but he can't face Yaksha. King, so the final result is still death.
The trembling of the green world, the timidity and crying of the Luanshu tribe, all mixed together.
Boom.
In the bloody eyes of countless Yaksha people, in the desperate eyes of Luanshu people, the green world turned into countless green light rains, completely shattered. The green light rain was like fireflies. There were millions of them. Slowly It fell from a high altitude. The falling speed was very slow. It might take an hour to fall to the ground.
At that time, Ancestral Tree City must have been filled with blood. From now on, there will no longer be any Luanshu clan.
This race that has survived on Luanshu Planet for thousands of years is about to wither.
For the Yaksha tribe, the shattering of the green world is undoubtedly the sound of a battle horn and the call of the Yaksha King. When the green world is shattered, countless Yaksha tribes turn into ferocious evil ghosts, overwhelming the sky and making loud sounds of fighting. They made a billowing wave of blood and rushed towards the Ancestral Tree City. For a moment, the earth was shaking and the earth was shaking. It seemed that the whole world was about to be torn apart by them.
Such a horrific scene undoubtedly makes things worse for the Luanshu tribe.
"We are finished..."
King Luan Shu fell to the ground. Countless Luan Shu tribesmen completely lost their fighting spirit. They were devastated. Some fled and some stood numbly. No matter how the generals shouted, there was no movement from them. They were just ordinary people. They were pure Luan Shu. clan. Their fighting spirits have long since disappeared in the green world. Without a strong enough person, it is impossible to awaken their fighting spirits.
The world suddenly became quiet. According to the speed of the Yasha clan, death will probably come within twenty breaths.
The Yaksha clan has smelled the smell of death. They have become crazy. Their iron chas are in urgent need of drinking blood. They are already extremely hungry and thirsty.
This is a war of genocide that was destined to be resolved from the beginning.
Long Chen never thought that he would be so passionate for a race that has nothing to do with him.
What he faced was 400,000 bloody races rushing toward him. They were undoubtedly demons.
Long Chen felt the vibration of the air. He felt the trembling of the earth.
He was standing in front of King Luan Shu. The Yaksha tribe's army was about to step over King Luan Shu and crush the Ancestral Tree City.
Somewhere in the dark, King Luan Shu seemed to feel Long Chen's presence.
He turned away in pain and looked at the 400,000-strong army that was about to engulf Ancestral Tree City.
"Do not worry."
Long Chen respected this old man.
He wants to fight. Fight endlessly.
He is the descendant of Shenlong. This is his responsibility. His duty is to protect the common people.
At that moment, Long Chen clenched his fists.
"war."
The 400,000-strong army rushed towards them.
Fatal killings are imminent.
At this critical moment, just before death, an accident happened that shocked everyone. Just when the Yasha tribe had just reached the halfway point of the attack, the surroundings of King Luan Shu were instantly filled with blood and endless blood mist. A blood-colored cloud formed, spread out, and blocked the way of all the Yaksha tribe. The Yaksha tribe's madly running attack didn't even have time to stop. They opened their eyes wide and saw a huge bloody dragon. From the bloody cloud, He raised his huge head and looked at the 400,000 killers with a pair of eyes that seemed to come from hell.
"This is...a dragon."
A divine dragon stopped the 400,000 Yaksha clan in their tracks.
The Luanshu tribe looked over one after another. Their dead gray eyes finally regained some brilliance.
This divine dragon is the ancestor of killing. His evil aura was so strong that within a short period of time, the Yaksha tribe did not dare to move.
Four hundred thousand Yaksha clan members stopped when they rushed in front of him.
After a brief moment of shock, they came to their senses.
"kill him."
"It's this dragon warrior who killed many of our brothers."
The Yaksha tribesmen continued to charge forward while shouting.
Long Chen looked at them coldly.
He hated the invaders. They were inhuman beasts. They deserved to die.
"Use my dragon soul...to judge your death..."
At that moment, he let out an inner roar.
Countless dragon scales shone brightly, and two million blood-weeping dragon souls surged out.