This teleportation black hole is obviously different from space teleportation treasures such as the Ultra Dragon Gate. It seems that it cannot last for long at all. It is also not as stable as the Ultra Dragon Gate.
After all, the headless white corpse and the Lin clan are not as important as the existences at the level of Taiqing Zhenren and Zhao Yuankong. The Honghao Heavenly Court pays relatively limited attention to them.
"Dongfang Dansheng is indeed a dragon, what a powerful method!" A sinister voice sounded from the depths of the teleportation black hole.
"But no matter how powerful you are, you can only show off your strength for a moment and live for just a moment longer. When the powerful men from heaven gather around you, you will die!"
"I haven't seen you dare to come here and make noise." Lu Xiaotian said calmly, and then punched him very slowly.
The shadow of the fist turned into a green dragon and jumped into the teleportation black hole. Suddenly, there were explosions one after another in the black hole, and it began to collapse step by step.
Several screams were extremely inconspicuous inside, and were even completely covered up. The transmission channel collapsed. The terrifying and chaotic power of space was not something that an ordinary Golden Immortal-level powerhouse could withstand.
If you are lucky enough, you may be swept to other places in the turbulent space fluctuations.
Without these golden immortal monsters in the way, the Scorpion Demon, Jiuren Mountain, Dragon King of the East China Sea, Ao Ming, etc. took turns clearing the way without any resistance at all.
At this time, most of the dragons had already entered the Demon Suppression Tower, and were then transferred to the Qingguo Barrier by Lu Xiaotian.
Jiu Renshan and others also returned one after another. At this time, Lu Xiaocai was relieved. Not to mention the ancient world-drawing dragon talisman, although the secret realm dragon clan suffered heavy casualties, there was a big gap from the original expectations. At least at the last moment
Arriving there can be considered as a reward.
Whoosh whoosh, several figures arrived one after another. They were the four powerful men from the demon world, the Scarlet Elephant Demon Emperor, whom they had met outside the Taixiao Dragon Pattern Qianqing Formation.
These four powerful men from the demon world only arrived a moment later than Lu Xiaotian, but at this time, the formation space was already in a mess, leaving only a large number of low-level headless white corpses and the Lin clan who were in constant panic.
All the powerful people at the Golden Immortal level have been killed in battle, and a few of them disappeared into the teleportation black hole of collapse. Their lives and deaths are unknown. Now they, the demon tribe, have completely become abandoned by no one to care about them.
"This is quite a battle." Although there are only some immortals, immortals, and monsters with lower strength left, judging from the aura left on the battlefield, the fighting here was not as fierce as usual.
There are no less than dozens of various auras left behind by the Golden Immortal-level powerhouses alone, including those from dragons, demons, and humans.
But now, except for Lu Xiaotian, the other Golden Immortal-level experts have disappeared.
At this time, the Scarlet Elephant Demon Emperor was not paying attention to such trivial matters. Instead, he was looking around at the increasingly damaged formation space, as well as Fang Tian's painted halberd still standing there.
Lu Xiaotian raised his hand and made a move, and Fang Tian's painted halberds, which were like the pillars of the sky, flew into his hands and disappeared.
As soon as Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was the pillar, was withdrawn, the entire formation space began to disintegrate. These low-level Lin clan and headless white corpses flew around in despair. Lu Xiaotian ignored the chaos and left the place directly.
At this time, Daluo Jinxian from several major interfaces gathered in the secret realm of the Dragon Clan, and even if there was a world-drawing dragon talisman, Lu Xiaotian might not be able to get it in the end.
The battle started all the way from the Sea Soul Palace to the Dragon Clan Secret Realm, and the entire secret realm was about to collapse completely. Lu Xiaotian had no intention of staying there.
The Purple Thunder Dragon King, Master Taiqing and other powerful people from the fairy world, as well as the ghost world and the demon world arrived one after another. However, the formation space at this time was already fragmented. There were hundreds of thousands of Lin tribes inside, and the headless white corpses were fighting in the chaotic space.
The bottom was continuously cut into pieces.
The screams were endless, and the originally small formation space had turned into a purgatory.
"What's going on? Where is Dongfang Alchemy Sage?" Master Taiqing stretched out his hand and picked up a struggling Tianxian-level Lin clan member.
"Gone, already gone, I don't know where I went." Thinking of the Golden Immortal-level seniors of the two clans being wiped out by Lu Xiaotian like chickens and dogs, the Lin Clan of the Heavenly Immortal-level inevitably trembled.
"What bad luck." Master Taiqing didn't wait for the other party to ask for help, he spat out his palm force and sent this guy directly into the chaotic space fluctuations.
At this time, the entire dragon clan's secret realm is collapsing. Even with the protective treasures given by heaven, they may not be able to completely protect themselves. Once the power of the chaotic space becomes too violent, they will still be in danger of falling.
How can he have the time to take care of a junior demon clan who has nothing to do with him? The Lin clan used to be of some value to the heaven, but now to a Daluo Jinxian like Master Taiqing, they are not even a dog.
"Let's go find the ancient world-drawing dragon talisman. According to the current situation, let alone we can't find Dongfang Dansheng, even if we barely find him, what can we do to him." Purple Thunder Dragon King shook his head.
"Okay." After thinking about it for a while, Master Taiqing finally nodded. Thinking of the speed at which Lu Xiaotian left, Master Taiqing felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. Originally, Honghao Heavenly Court sent him, Zhao Yuankong, and Purple Thunder Dragon King
, the two flying demon turtles came over, thinking that they paid enough attention to Lu Xiaotian and this dragon clan secret realm.
Who could have expected that with such strong strength, so many troubles could arise. Many of Honghao Heavenly Court's plans have failed one by one. As for the ancient world-drawing dragon talisman, there is not even a shadow of it yet.
Cracking! Before Master Taiqing finished speaking, the entire space around him shook violently.
"Not good!" Master Taiqing, Purple Thunder Dragon King, and the powerful demon and ghost realms not far away all had their hearts skipped a beat. Before they had time to think about anything else, huge holes suddenly opened in the space in front of them.
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All kinds of weird powers surged out from different openings, and even a group of Daluo Jinxian staggered around under this huge force, unable to control themselves.
As for the broken low-level Lin clan, the headless white corpses have completely lost control of themselves under the terrifying power of space.
Under the pulling, squeezing and other strange forces of the huge space, the bodies of these low-level monsters directly exploded into balls of blood mist, adding a strange blood color to this fragmented space.
"Here, where are we?" Wen Tingdao said. Muye Wujiang, Muye Daofeng, Muye Hongchen, Zilong, and Zijiangyue were six golden immortal-level powerhouses who looked at the unfamiliar things around them. The surroundings were blue sky and white clouds, full of life.
Just a moment ago, we were still in a bloody and bloody place, a place like purgatory on earth. The next moment, we were in a paradise. Even Wen Tingdao and other powerful dragon clansmen, who had experienced the bitterness and joy of their lives, could not help but feel as if they were in a dream.
"This is the birthplace of the Dragon Clan." Black Dragon, Dragon King of the East China Sea, Ao Ming, and Wugu Longqi led the Dragon Clan, headed by four golden immortal level powerhouses, to this side through the sky.
Before Black Dragon finished speaking, auras of light gathered in the void, and Lu Xiaotian's figure appeared.
"Dragon Lord!" Black Dragon, Ao Ming and others couldn't hide their excitement. Although they rushed to the late gathering, they still managed to bring nearly 30,000 dragons to the secret realm.