"Ye Lingkong, are you speaking on behalf of Feng Shen Hai Pavilion? Are you declaring war on our Brahma Pill Valley?" the old man from the Brahma Pill Valley shouted sternly.
Today, he was completely confused. First, Long Chen killed Ye Linfeng and showed such a violent attitude that even he was shocked.
Then there was the astonishing combat power displayed by the Hidden Dragon Legion, which was completely different from the information they had. There was a huge difference.
Now, Ye Lingkong responded to them even more forcefully, which also completely confused him. He had no idea what the long-degenerated Feng Shen Hai Pavilion was going to do? Is this a return to the past?
"If you think it's a declaration of war, just declare war. It doesn't matter. Anyway, if the sky falls, there will be someone taller than me holding it up. What should I be afraid of!" Ye Lingkong responded lazily to the threat of the old man from Brahma Pill Valley,
He left without looking back.
"Ancestor, save me..."
Within the barrier, countless disciples were screaming and frantically begging for help. Unfortunately, they, who were half-step God Emperors, could not enter the barrier at all. They could only watch their disciples die under the sharp swords of the Hidden Dragon Legion.
"Feng Shen Hai Pavilion, we have recorded this grudge. Sooner or later, we will attack in groups and kill all your disciples." A strong man roared.
It's a pity that howling has no meaning, let alone solves any problem. On the battlefield, one of the eight top masters finally couldn't bear the pressure and was killed by Tang Wan'er with a sword.
The balance on the battlefield was instantly broken, and the remaining strong men were mercilessly killed one after another. These were the top geniuses of all races and factions, and were regarded as treasures. However, here, their lives were even more despicable than a piece of grass.
In less than a stick of incense, everyone was killed. The ground was completely dyed red, and corpses were strewn across the field. It was a sight that made people feel numb.
Except for Tang Wan'er, everyone in the Hidden Dragon Legion was covered in blood. Some of the blood belonged to the enemy, and some of the blood was their own.
But they don't care at all. If it were in the past, they would be afraid, disgusted, and find the blood disgusting.
But now, the blood of the enemy is the glory of their battle, the sign of victory, and their challenge to fate.
After a bloody battle, although the Hidden Dragon warriors did not die, almost half of them were injured, and some even had several transparent holes on their bodies, which looked extremely tragic.
But these female warriors remained unmoved at all, not even repairing their wounds. Those injuries could clearly tell them how close they were to death.
If they want to stay away from the threat of death, they must become stronger. Otherwise, if they cannot control their lives, how can they control their own destiny?
They were transforming rapidly, from a girl with almost no blood on her hands to a female warrior who killed thousands of powerful enemies, and there was no wave in her heart.
Now they stand in a row, looking down at the group of strong men outside the barrier with a victorious attitude.
This is what the so-called murder means. The Hidden Dragon Legion not only killed all their disciples, but also stood above their corpses and saluted them with attention.
"You wait for me and kill people to pay for their lives. You will pay the price for your actions..."
"I not only want to kill you, I want to kill all nine of your tribes..."
"You bunch of female beasts who have killed a thousand swords, you will not die well..."
This group of strong men were so angry that their lungs were about to explode. They were yelling wildly across the barrier, using all kinds of curse words, without any regard for their status or their integrity.
However, facing this group of old men roaring and cursing with ferocious faces, instead of being angry, the Hidden Dragon warriors felt very relieved.
Strong people never bother to scold others. If they scold the Hidden Dragon Legion, it means that they have no choice but to vent their anger by spitting.
Looking at a group of high-ranking Half-Step God Emperors, spitting like shrews, a strong sense of pride arose spontaneously. Hidden Dragon Warriors, you look at me, I look at you, I don’t know who took the lead in laughing.
, as a result, all the people in the group couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.
Their smile didn't matter, it just made all the old men outside very angry.
"puff"
An angry old man spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted to death.
Seeing this scene, the Hidden Dragon warriors became even more excited. Some even became childish and danced and made faces to deliberately anger them. If one or two of them could be angered to death, that would be even better.
"Buzz buzz..."
At this time, the barriers on the Wind Territory battlefield were superimposed one after another. The laws of space that were destroyed by the battle between Long Chen and Ye Linfeng began to restore themselves. The barriers reappeared, and the line of sight between the inside and the outside world gradually became blurred, and was eventually completely blocked.
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Fortunately, the barrier has been restored. If they continue to look at each other like this, some of these old guys may really be pissed to death.
"Gather all the strong men from all races, we will wait here, Feng Shen Hai Pavilion will not sit idly by.
It doesn't matter, I don't believe they dare to go to war with all our forces, we will kill all their disciples in front of them and let them have a taste of that." The old man from the Brahma Pill Valley shouted.
"Okay, I will send out a signal for help right now, and my Yinglong clan will come out in full force. If Feng Shen Hai Pavilion dares to protect their disciples, I, the Yinglong clan, will fight them to the death." The old man of the Yinglong clan gritted his teeth.
"Yes, our major forces will use all our strength to scare them to death. It's fine if they don't take action. If they dare to take action, we will work together to uproot Feng Shen Hai Pavilion."
"Whether they fight back or not, just take the opportunity to destroy the Feng Shen Hai Pavilion. This wind field battlefield will be ours from now on."
The disciple was killed, and the crowd became excited. All the powerful men sent signals to the sect, asking for reinforcements, as if they were going to follow Feng Shenhai Pavilion to fight to the end.
Obviously, their hatred for Feng Shen Hai Pavilion has reached an all-out level.
However, they forgot one thing, that is, when the wind field battlefields were opened, they regarded the disciples of Feng Shen Hai Pavilion as hunting targets, and how many disciples of Feng Shen Hai Pavilion died tragically in the hands of their disciples.
Outside the barrier, the leaders of the major forces are formulating a plan to jointly destroy the Feng Shen Hai Pavilion.
Within the barrier, Long Chen and the Hidden Dragon warriors were healing their wounds and regulating their breathing. This battle could be said to be a complete victory, a beautiful victory, and a completely crushing victory.
However, the opponents of the Hidden Dragon warriors are not comparable to the greenhouse flowers in the Feng Shen Hai Pavilion. Some of them are extremely cruel and fight back desperately before dying. Many Hidden Dragon warriors were injured in this way. At that time, they were just a few steps away from death.
Between the lines.
However, this is the difference between theory and actual combat. Although the environment in Qibao Space is infinitely close to actual combat.
However, the characters inside are all fixed, and their moves are limited. After they master the opponent's moves, the threat becomes smaller and smaller, and the Qibao Space no longer means much to them.
It can be said that this battle is the first bloody battle in their lives, and it is also their first step into becoming a strong person. All the costs are worth it.
Three days later, everyone woke up. They were all full of energy and morale. After a little reorganization, they set off directly!