Tushi, who was covered in bruises, looked at him in surprise.
Rushing out of the Piaoxue collar, Xiao Ye's Hunyuan blood withered and died, no different from death.
But the Honglong Ancestral Tree, wrapped in a river of golden blood and rooted in the vast sea, gave him a glimmer of hope.
Ruitutu all senses.
I will never sit idly by and ignore it!
Honglong Zuli has incredible abilities.
otherwise.
How to arouse the covetousness of the Hunyuan giants in Shiyu.
really!
Years of waiting have finally come to fruition.
Xiao Ye's Hunyuan blood showed vitality again, and it was still guarding the Honglong Ancestral Tree.
"All tribesmen obey orders."
"No matter what the cost, protect this river of blood!"
Tushi's old voice resounded throughout the vast sea.
"yes!"
A group of seventh-level dragons followed Tu Shi and rushed towards him.
Zong Tong and Di Xiong took action boldly, beating the golden blood river to collapse again.
Facing the people from the Honglong clan who were charging towards him, Zong Tongxuepao Xunxun shouted in a voiceless voice: "Get out!"
In an instant.
Thousands of light rains evolved again, pouring out like the most terrifying storm.
The dragon's body was covered with cracks, and the stone bore the brunt of the impact, and its body instantly shattered.
But he is tenacious.
The shattered dragon body burst into radiance, struggling in the light rain, rushing over to regroup with difficulty, and entangled Zong Tong at close range.
Honglong behind Tushi was not so lucky.
Two thousand dragons were wiped out by the light rain and died on the spot.
only.
Such a tragedy did not scare away the remaining Honglong clan members. They were not afraid of life and death and actually held Zong Tong and Di Xiong back.
"These dragons actually care so much about Xiao Ye?"
Zong Tong was shocked and angry.
They prevented the transformation of this golden river of blood, just like poking a hornet's nest, making this group of Honglong tribesmen crazy, and they even sacrificed their lives to create obstacles for them.
"Xiao Ye is our clan's benefactor."
"In our minds, he is more important than the Honglong Ancestral Tree!"
A young dragon roared.
In Zhonghai, when Honglong was facing enemies from all over the world, only Xiao Ye stood up to help them get out of trouble.
In the inner sea, when the Honglong clan was targeted by Hunyuan-level giants, it was Xiao Ye who shielded them from the wind and rain.
The young dragon's body was shattered into pieces, leaving only its head. It hit Zong Tong hard, causing him to stagger and stagger back a few steps.
"A bunch of lunatics!"
"If I were still in peak condition, I could crush them to death at will!"
Zong Tong's face was full of unwillingness.
Eroded by the falling snow collar, the gray gas deposited is rioting.
The battle raged for a long time.
He and Di Xiong also had physical cracks, and this time they were a little weak.
He glanced at the golden river of blood from the corner of his eye, and his hair stood on end.
The collapsed golden blood river is still boiling.
The energy essence emitted by the fallen Honglong clan members continued to swarm towards the blood river, causing the brilliance to burst out to increase rapidly.
As the Honglong Ancestral Tree rooted in the vast sea vibrated, the golden river of blood condensed, vaguely reflecting a blurry figure.
This figure keeps changing between dragon form and human form.
Honglong Zuli is still intervening from afar, trying to reappear Xiao Ye's Hunyuan body.
Poof!
A piece of blue light fell into the vast sea.
That is the Hunyuan blood that only eighth-level beings possess.
The green-faced and fanged Emperor Xiong stayed in Piaoxue Territory much longer than Zong Tong.
Naturally, the erosion became more serious. At this moment, he could no longer hold on. The Honglong who took advantage of the situation and surrounded him broke Hunyuan's body.
Wow!
I saw Emperor Xiong's broken body, rushing into the distance at great speed, and even abandoned Zong Tong and fled.
"This guy!"
Zong Tong's expression suddenly changed.
In the Piaoxue Territory, he saw that the situation was not good, so he abandoned the emperor and ignored him.
"It's reached its limit."
"If we continue to fight, I will die here!"
Zong Tong's eyes flashed fiercely.
These dragons are not afraid of death, but he is.
After finally cultivating to the eighth level, how could he die like this?
Zong Tong's body suddenly rose up, knocking away several dragons that were coming towards him, and then he broke through the encirclement.
"Finally defeated!"
The picture stone turned into a human form, teetering on the edge of collapse, and its breath fell to the bottom.
Compared with the erosion of Piaoxue collar, the trauma he suffered from fighting with two powerful eighth-level men was more terrifying, and it dried up his origins.
Beside Tushi.
There are also dragon-shaped lives falling.
There are more than 10,000 Honglong tribesmen.
Now there are only about a thousand of them left, which is such a heavy loss.
But these dragons are a little happy.
At the very least.
They protected the Honglong Ancestral Tree and... Xiao Ye!
"You guys, why are you doing this?"
At this moment, a deep and powerful voice suddenly came.
"Xiao...little friend Xiao Ye?"
When Tushi heard this, he turned around and looked as if he had been struck by lightning.
The golden blood river guarding the front of the Honglong Ancestral Tree has disappeared.
A handsome young man with black clothes and black hair is standing in the vast sea. Who is he if he is not Xiao Ye?
Xiao Ye really reappeared!
"Master Xiao Ye!"
After a moment of silence, bursts of joyful exclamations resounded.
The dragon-shaped lives struggled, trying to meet them.
"How can I, Xiao Ye, be worth your efforts?"
Xiao Ye had tears in his eyes and his body was trembling.
Trapped in the falling snow.
He kept refining high-level resources, trying to reach the eighth level, but his body collapsed.
After noticing Pang Feng and others, they fought with Zong Tong and Di Xiong.
He used his will to push the Hunyuan Blood and rushed out of the Xianxuan Palace to fight, but was beaten until the Hunyuan Blood dried up.
Later.
His will sank into darkness.
The moment he woke up, he saw the tragedy of the people of the Honglong tribe.
In this process.
Devouring the Honglong tribesmen who died in battle was not his wish, but an instinct.
At that time, although his Hunyuan blood was revitalized, it required a huge amount of energy to fully revive.
"Master Xiao Ye, without you, our clan would have disappeared long ago."
Facing Xiao Ye's words, Honglong spoke sincerely.
"You heal your wounds first!"
Xiao Ye took a deep breath, suppressed his guilt, and waved his palm.
Suddenly.
More than a thousand Honglongs headed by Tu Shi were rolled up by a gentle force and sent into the lair of the Honglong Ancestral Tree.
"Tutu, thank you very much."
Staring at the Honglong Ancestral Tree, Xiao Ye said softly.
When his will fell into darkness, he could hear Tutu's voice calling him.
He was able to reappear entirely because of the Honglong ancestral power.
Look at the whole and touch the vast sea.
I am afraid that only the power of the Hunyuan Beginner can reverse the inevitable death of the Hunyuan blood.
The gray gas precipitated by the erosion of the falling snow collar was also transferred to the Honglong Ancestral Tree.
Facing Xiao Ye's words, Honglong Ancestral Tree did not respond.
Let Xiao Ye reappear, causing the loss of Honglong's ancestral power, and the colorful brilliance disappeared.
"Next, leave it to me!"
Xiao Ye stretched out his palm.
The Honglong Ancestral Tree has its roots in the vast sea, and even Tushi and others cannot shake it.
At this moment, it turned into a beam of light and rushed directly into Xiao Ye's inner world.
The connection between him and the Honglong Ancestral Tree has become even closer.
Xiao Ye turned around and looked in the direction where Zong Tong and Di Xiong escaped.
"Can you escape?"
Xiao Ye's eyes flashed with cold light, and his figure disappeared from the spot.
