In the void of the battlefield, a space wormhole suddenly appeared, and black-clothed figures stepped out of the space wormhole one after another.
These black-clothed figures gathered behind Xia Tao. They were so densely packed that there were hundreds of figures. The most important thing was that each of these hundreds of figures had an astonishing aura, carrying a strong evil aura, and each one was extremely powerful.
Tao Zun!
Hundreds of figures suddenly appeared, and all of them were Taoist Masters!!!
"This, this..."
On the battlefield, everyone was stunned.
Hundreds of Taoist Masters, is this the Xia Clan's grand gesture?
"No, although these people do feel like they are Taoist masters, their auras are a bit weird." The owner of Bauhinia Island said solemnly.
Everyone else noticed it too.
Each of these men in black robes carries an extremely strange aura. That aura is a kind of death aura, just like the aura found on warriors who are about to reach their end. Don’t forget,
In the Eternal Realm, the lifespan of a strong person in the Eternal Realm can be called eternity.
And Dao Zun is naturally older. As long as he is not killed, he will almost never die. But what is going on with hundreds of people in front of him who are filled with such a strong death aura?
"This is the Xia Clan's Immortal Legion? There are actually a hundred people?" Emperor Leng looked at these hundreds of figures and his pupils secretly shrank.
She knew that the Xia Clan had an immortal army, and she also knew the origin of this immortal army.
This immortal legion is an extremely vicious secret technique that the Xia clan once obtained by chance. That secret technique can allow a person at the top of the eternal realm to open up a path and become a Taoist master in a short time, but the price is high.
Extremely huge.
However, those who practice this secret technique and reach the level of Taoist, first of all, after they become Taoist, they can only be the most ordinary or even weakest kind of first-turn Taoist. Secondly, their lifespan will also be greatly limited.
In one hundred thousand years, no matter who practices this secret technique and becomes a Taoist, he can only survive for one hundred thousand years. After one hundred thousand years, no matter what method he uses, he will definitely die.
The Xia Clan has been cultivating the Immortal Legion. Whenever someone in the Immortal Legion dies, a new one will immediately replace them. Over the years, the Xia Clan has paid an unimaginable price in order to maintain the existence of the Immortal Legion.
At the top of the eternal realm, countless people died.
"Although the cost is higher, the effect is also great. After so many years of accumulation, the Immortal Legion has finally come in handy." Xia Tao sneered, and at this time, among the hundreds of men in black robes, a man with a
A somewhat majestic, sturdy old man walked over and stood side by side with Xia Tao.
"Is that Xia Ming?"
"The last head of the Xia clan, Xia Ming?"
"This old guy, didn't I hear that he died a million years ago? How can he live well now?"
Seeing the strong old man, the battlefield was filled with exclamations of surprise.
The previous head of the Xia clan was even stronger than Xia Tao in terms of strength. He probably didn't give in too much compared to Emperor Xiao and Emperor Leng, but he was still alive?
"Hmph, the Xia Clan is really well hidden." Emperor Leng smiled coldly when he saw this.
Normally, if she knew the trump cards hidden by the Xia Clan, she might still be a little wary, but now she and the Xia Clan are in the same camp. The stronger the Xia Clan shows their strength, the greater it will help the situation at hand.
"Let's do it." Xia Tao glanced at the sturdy old man Xia Ming next to him.
Xia Ming nodded slightly, then waved his hand, "Immortal Legion, enter!"
boom!
The Immortal Legion, which consisted of hundreds of Taoists, took off instantly and rushed into the battlefield.
"not good!"
"We're in big trouble!"
Emperor Xiao, Emperor Yun, and the powerful men from their own camp were all shocked.
Originally, their camp had gradually gained the upper hand, but now that the Xia Clan's Immortal Legion appeared, its terrifying power completely opened up a huge gap in the lineup strength of the two camps. The outcome of this battle,
In an instant, it tilted sharply towards Emperor Leng and the Xia clan.
"Block them, find a way to block them!"
"These Taoist Masters are just the most ordinary and weakest level of Taoist Masters. Be careful, there is still a chance."
Emperor Xiao made low shouts repeatedly.
But no matter how he called, it was a fact that hundreds of Taoists from the other side joined the battlefield. Even though their strength was very weak, the number was too terrifying. Almost in an instant, Emperor Xiao's camp was completely crushed, and even began to appear.
With a look of defeat, one Taoist priest after another was killed by the Xia Clan's Immortal Legion.
For example, among the ten war gods that Emperor Xiao sat down on, only one had fallen in the previous battle, but now as soon as the Immortal Legion joined, three of them fell in just a moment, and even Emperor Jing suffered heavy losses.
"Emperor Xiao, stop it, we can't stop it, we can't stop it anymore!" Bei Minghao, the head of the Beiming clan, shouted repeatedly.
Emperor Xiao looked gloomy.
"Are we going to run away with our tail between our legs like last time?" He clasped his hands and murmured, but felt extremely uncomfortable inside.
Not willing to give in!
He is not willing to give in!
And on the other side...
"Jian Wushuang, Jian Wushuang..." Leng Rushuang ignored the changes in the battlefield. After the seven-star royal ancient god Gu Tong appeared and stopped the old fortune teller, she immediately rushed towards the pit below.
Her beautiful face was filled with unprecedented anxiety. After all, she had seen your old fortune teller pierce Jian Wushuang's chest with one finger before.
At the bottom of the pit, Leng Rushuang finally found Jian Wushuang's location.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang was lying quietly under the pothole. The bloody hole in his chest, which was as big as the mouth of a bowl, was being repaired at an astonishing speed. So far, most of it had been repaired. When Leng Rushuang came over,
Jian Wushuang grinned, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Seeing that Jian Wushuang was still alive, Leng Rushuang also breathed a sigh of relief.
Little did she know that Jian Wushuang had reached the third step of breakthrough and became immortal. It was difficult for him to die even if he wanted to. The old fortune-teller pierced his chest and broke his heart, but he could still live well.
And the Gu King in his body, as a thousand-legged moon-watcher, has the most powerful ability to repair, and has been rapidly recovering from his injuries.
By now, it has almost been repaired.
"The situation on the battlefield is very bad now. Go and help Senior Xiao Emperor. Don't worry about me. I will recover completely soon." Jian Wushuang said solemnly.
Leng Rushuang glanced at Jian Wushuang's nearly repaired chest, a flash of determination flashed in her heart, and she immediately turned around and headed towards the battlefield.
In the pit, Jian Wushuang was lying there, but his consciousness was communicating with King Gu.
"King Gu, I remember you said before that if you really encounter a crisis, you can forcibly absorb King Luo Zhen's blood essence and gain a chance of survival, right?" Jian Wushuang asked.
"What do you want to do?" King Gu's voice became obviously nervous.