Chapter 4423 You three tribes must give me an explanation
"Hey..."
Wanling Buddha sighed in his heart.
No matter how magnificent a person is, he will appear particularly insignificant in the face of a racial war.
What's more, this time, the enemy the Dragon Clan has to face is Emperor Qian, one of the nine supremes of their Abyss Court.
It is an honor for the ancestor of Yan Yu to die in the hands of Emperor Qian.
After all, no matter how great the name of this ancestor is, it is still much inferior to Emperor Qian.
The Dragon Clan camp kept crying out in sorrow.
The sea is flowing across the sea, and the sun and moon gods are falling.
One by one, the ancient true dragons fell, it was too tragic to watch.
Xianguan gritted his teeth and fought again: "Emperor Qian——"
He roared, and his roar shook the entire Soul-Dead Abyss.
However, at this time, Emperor Qian glanced at him expressionlessly: "Don't worry, you immortals will be next."
Xianguan's face was gloomy, he was threatened. At this moment, his eyes were extremely gloomy. He glanced at Emperor Qian, then at Shen Buxu and True Lord Haitang.
However, at this time, Shen Buxu and True Lord Haitang both shook their heads at him.
Including the other two powerful leaders of his immortal clan, Taiyi and Zhenchu, they were all shaking their heads, obviously telling Xiangguan not to take the initiative to provoke Emperor Qian.
Seeing everyone's reactions, the immortal couldn't help but feel a touch of sadness in his heart.
Have you given up?
Do you really want to give up on the Dragon Clan?
At this moment, deep in the dragon camp, a bloody dragon mountain shattered, and an old dragon with scars all over its body rushed out, with a face full of despair:
"Wait, why do you choose to sit on the sidelines?"
boom!
His body only rushed halfway and stopped in the void.
Because, at this time, a big hand fell from the sky and tore the old dragon's body into five pieces on the spot. The most precious one, the Blood Dragon Ball, was snatched away by this big hand.
Soon, the big hand shrank back, and wherever it passed, any dragons in the way were killed by his blow, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.
All of this is too terrible to look at.
In the land of Kyushu, frost and ice fell, and everyone thought it was the end.
But now, only after witnessing the shattering of the dragon clan's position, the death of dragons one after another, and the rain of blood, did everyone understand that this was the real doomsday.
Emperor Qian turned his big hand, and suddenly a colorful bead appeared in his palm. He took a look at it and crushed it directly.
Whoosh!
In an instant, a massive amount of blood-colored glow exploded, and when it fell, it turned into supreme energy and blood, and merged into Qian Huang.
Soon, after absorbing this majestic blood energy, every soldier of the Qian Imperial Army exploded with momentum, their strength increased by leaps and bounds, their aura became stronger, and they became more and more brave in killing enemies.
The Dragon Clan was completely defeated.
From the stubborn resistance at the beginning, to now, it is almost a one-sided massacre.
But at this moment, the camp of all races, headed by the Immortal Race, chose to remain silent and watch, which made many races in the alliance feel desolate and despairing.
An hour later, the battle ended.
Emperor Qian completely bloodbathed the dragon clan, beheaded hundreds of real dragons, killed over 10,000 giant dragons, and took away countless dragon corpses and dragon beads.
He can't use these things, but his Qian Imperial Army can.
After this battle, the momentum of the Abyss army surged, while on the side of the Ten Thousand Races, the momentum dropped to the extreme.
Emperor Qian did not continue to attack Wanzu, but looted all the treasures of the Dragon Clan.
, led the army to withdraw from the area of Wanzu Castle, and rested directly in the Soul-Desolating Abyss.
This scene was somewhat beyond everyone's expectations.
Because, in the opinion of many people, this time, the Qianhuang Army was so powerful that they should directly destroy the Immortal Clan's base camp in one go.
However, Emperor Qian’s view was different from that of many people.
Others only saw the great victory of Emperor Qian's army, but they had no idea that all these victories were achieved by his push.
If his progress is blocked, then the Emperor Qian's army will inevitably suffer heavy losses, and now, if he attacks the Immortal Clan by force, he may not be able to penetrate the entire Immortal Clan.
For some reason, whenever he was about to approach the fairy castle, a strong crisis would arise in his heart. It was obvious that there must be something inside the fairy clan that could threaten his safety.
So, don’t rush, you have to wait.
He believed that today's fight against the Dragon Clan was a good signal, and the other half-emperors would definitely make arrangements after seeing it.
If they were also eyeing this treasure in the Soul-Ending Abyss, they would definitely have a back-up plan, and they would not be able to watch them killing everyone in the Soul-Ending Abyss and remain indifferent.
Because no one knows what the properties of this treasure are. What if, if you kill yourself, this treasure will fall into your hands!
The other half-emperors must have such worries in their hearts, so they will not be able to restrain themselves from taking action. Even if they cannot kill the enemy personally, they will send their confidants to come.
When the time comes, if I can make good use of it, wouldn't I be able to have a few more masters to drive me?
Emperor Qian retreated.
Xianguan breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was filled with anger and pain.
Today, they actually watched the dragon clan being destroyed without doing anything. This feeling of powerlessness and despair has not appeared for many years. pass.
He clenched his fists and felt angry: "There won't be a next time."
The immortal watched the Emperor Qian's army set up camp at the gate of the Wanzu Castle, and was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, Shen Buxu and True Lord Haitang also appeared near him: "Let's discuss it!"
At this moment, the two of them no longer thought of plotting against the Immortal Clan.
When the country was peaceful and the people were at peace, they naturally thought about how to plot against each other and weaken each other's strength. However, when the real enemy was in front of them, they were more thinking about how to join forces to kill the invading enemy.
If we don't unite at this time, I'm afraid, they will really be eradicated one by one by the old dog Qian Huang.
Immortal Guan's expression grew colder, he glanced at Shen Buxu and True Lord Haitang, and snorted loudly: "This time, twenty kings of heaven were killed in our immortal clan's battle."
Yes!
The entire army of the Heavenly King was wiped out.
The immortal clan sent a total of twenty heavenly kings to participate in the battle. Now, these heavenly kings who participated in the battle will never come back.
Their bones will remain on the battlefield forever.
Shen Buxu also looked ugly for a while, and said: "Ten god kings of our god clan also died!"
True Lord Haitang shook his head and said in a solemn voice: "My demon clan, ten demon kings died at the hands of Emperor Qianhuang."
The people on the Nether Clan side did not speak.
But the meaning is also obvious, all the Plutos they sent out are also dead.
When Xian Guan saw the expressions of these three people, his expression became even more gloomy.
Why?
Why is it that the number of dead immortal kings in his immortal clan is twice that of his three clans of gods, demons, and underworld?
"Hmph...you three tribes must give me an explanation for today's matter!"
