With a loud explosion, the Dark Lord was knocked away by Xu Jianxiong's bone spear, and Xu Jianxiong was shocked to the point where his blood surged and he retreated far away.
"Roar"
The Dark Lord rolled continuously and let out a thundering roar. But what surprised everyone was that after the Dark Lord roared, his figure disappeared in a flash.
"this……"
The elders of the Wangyue clan all had strange looks on their faces.
“Lord Patriarch, will this dark lord escape?” someone asked.
Xu Jianxiong nodded and said: "The dark lord is not wise and is not afraid of death, but when his dark power is consumed too much, he will return to his lair to rest. When his dark power recovers, he will come back to kill him. Ahem.
…”
“The patriarch...”
The strong men of the Wangyue Clan exclaimed, and Xu Jianxiong coughed up blood. This frightened them out of their wits. If something happened to the patriarch, the Wangyue Clan would be doomed.
"Nothing to make a fuss about. This is a good thing. I deliberately did not use any magical powers and let the dark lord injure me.
In this way, the bottleneck that has been stuck for many years will be loosened. Only under the threat of death can the body's powerful desires be activated.
So, this dark lord cannot be killed, he is my hope to break the shackles, Long Chen, you think so too." Xu Jianxiong looked at Long Chen with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
Long Chen nodded and said: "Yes, it would be a pity to kill such a powerful opponent directly.
Only a strong opponent can push out my potential. In order to survive, I must continue to grow stronger.
Since you and Uncle Huai are here, I think I can use it to force myself to move faster, so that I can deal with the monsters of all races in the Holy King Conference."
“Hahaha, okay, you have backbone, that’s how a man should be.”
Xu Jianxiong laughed, seeing Long Chen today, he seemed to see himself when he was young.
At that time, he was not afraid of anything, and he could do whatever he wanted without any scruples. However, after he became the leader of the clan, he began to calm down, and he had to think ahead and do his best when doing things.
In fact, the reason why Xu Jianxiong has a bottleneck is actually closely related to his position. Now that he has discovered this dark lord, of course he is not willing to kill it.
“Boom…”
At this moment, endless dark monsters attacked again, and the dragon-blooded warriors immediately went into battle. Xia Chen and Guo Ran controlled the formation, one controlled the golden crossbow, and were responsible for killing those Tianzun-level monsters.
In this way, the dragon-blooded warriors can fight fiercely and boldly. The dragon-blooded warriors are like killing machines that never know how tired they are. They are running back and forth on the battlefield, invincible. It doesn't take long for the corpses on the battlefield to disappear.
It's already piled up like a mountain.
Long Chen immediately began to clean up the battlefield and put the corpses on the battlefield into the chaotic space.
In today's chaotic space, the energy of life is almost as thick as water, and precious medicines are growing crazily. The lunar tree and ancient hibiscus trees are like dry river beds. The rainy season has finally arrived, greedily sucking the power of life. The originally sluggish trees
The branches and leaves stretch to their heart's content, and their bodies grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What excites Long Chen the most is that the golden lotus seed has not only fully recovered, but its brilliance is getting brighter and brighter. At the same time, Long Chen sees golden lines appearing on the lotus seed.
Although he didn't know the origin of the golden lotus seed, Long Chen's intuition told him that the origin of this golden lotus seed was absolutely astonishing.
Now Long Chen still doesn’t know why killing these dark monsters will cause the golden lotus seeds to change, but that doesn’t matter anymore. There are too many things in this world that he doesn’t understand, and he is too lazy to analyze them.
"If we, the warriors of the Wangyue clan, are one-tenth as powerful as them, who would dare to look down on us?" Seeing the dragon-blooded warriors fighting fiercely like wolves and tigers, even the powerful Tianzun-level men felt their hearts trembling and couldn't help but sigh.
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Although the Dragon Blood Warriors are only in the late stage of the Immortal King, their lethality is so amazing that they can go straight to the enemy's fatal point as soon as they take action.
They even saw two dragon-blooded warriors, working together, kill a Tianzun-level dark monster in three moves.
The two men cooperated perfectly. The dark monster of that day was led by the nose and beaten by the two men from beginning to end. It had no chance to use its strength and was beheaded.
“Long Chen, can I dare to ask you how you train these subordinates?” An old man from the Wangyue Clan finally couldn’t help but said.
Long Chen shook his head and said: "They are not my subordinates, they are my brothers, partners in whose hands I can entrust my life.
The reason why we are here today is not because we were trained by anyone, but because we were forced out. We have been pushed to the brink of death by God. If we take a step back, we will be doomed.
What can we do except fight hard? We are not willing to be at the mercy of fate. Our destiny can only be controlled by our own hands.
We do not have abundant resources or a strong background. We only have one trump card in our hand, and that is our fate.
Everything we have now can be said to have been earned with our lives. You envy us, and why don’t we envy you?
If you have a choice, who would be willing to fight so hard? Who wouldn’t want to enjoy life quietly.”
Long Chen watched the fierce battle of the Dragon Blood Warriors with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. This is a helpless world. Since he has chosen to declare war on fate, he must fight to the end until one day he can truly control his fate and no longer be controlled by anyone.
At the mercy of people.
The strong men of the Wangyue Clan were moved by this. At the same time, they were also reflecting on the fact that the Wangyue Clan has been verbally working hard for the rise and rejuvenation, but have they really worked hard? Or is it just a slogan for fun?
More than four hundred dragon-blooded warriors fought against endless dark monsters. The fighting prowess displayed by each of them made even old guys like them feel intimidated.
The abilities of dragon-blooded warriors are not innate, but acquired. Behind their invincibility, no one knows how much they have sacrificed.
Compared with them, the disciples of the Wangyue clan are like children growing up in honey pots, and flowers cultivated in a greenhouse. How can they be considered real growth if they have not experienced wind and frost?
“Patriarch…” An old man looked at Xu Jianxiong.
“Go!”
Xu Jianxiong knew that they were jealous of the strength of the dragon-blooded warriors, and planned to let the young disciples in the clan also participate in the experience of blood and fire.
In the past, the Wangyue clan has been developing the number of races and minimizing casualties. However, the quantity has increased, but the quality has declined. This does not mean that the Wangyue clan is not as good as before, but because they are afraid of sacrifice, they have too little experience and cannot truly appear.
The strong one.
As a result, the comfortable life of the disciples of the Wangyue clan ended, and they were sent to other battlefields to start the real battle.
The dragon-blooded warriors fought for three hours in a row. After cutting, their arms were numb and they could no longer cut anymore, so they returned to the main formation.
Xia Chen's formation has astonishing defensive power. As long as it is not a Tianzun-level monster, it cannot shake the formation at all.
Even if a Tianzun-level monster arrives, Xia Chen and Guo Ran will work together to kill it. After the dragon-blooded warriors recover, they will continue to fight.
Long Chen did not continue to fight. He had been recuperating his energy. In addition to cleaning the battlefield from time to time, he kept staring at the depths of the battlefield.
Suddenly Long Chen stood up, Kunpeng's wings spread out behind his back, and the person rushed out like a stream of light.
“Uncle Xiong, Uncle Huai, help me fight the battle. Remember to save my life at critical moments.”