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Chapter eight hundred and fifty sixth blood rain

"Damn it!"

Qu Linglong's face was ashen, it was just that the Holy Mountain was surrounded, but now it seemed that even the Holy Mountain formation could not stop it, and it seemed vaguely that it was about to collapse.

The sword light spanned thousands of miles, and under the incredible gazes of countless strong men from the Ten Fallen Heaven Clans, it penetrated directly through the formation and struck on the holy mountain. Qu Linglong bore the brunt and was almost split into two pieces by this sword.

"This can't go on like this!"

Qu Linglong rushed to the Holy Mountain Temple, looked at the Shenhou sitting on the throne of the clan leader, and said loudly: "Clan Leader, we must not let them continue like this unscrupulously. The majesty of the ten fallen clans cannot be desecrated!"

"That's right! The enemies are all fighting at the foot of the Holy Mountain. They are showing off their bravery wantonly, but we, the strong men of the Ten Fallen Heaven Clan, are cowardly and huddled in the protection of the Holy Mountain. It won't be long before the whole world will laugh at us, the Ten Fallen Heaven Clan.

of incompetence.”

A large number of people were echoing. As the ten superior Fallen Heaven Clans, they were not convinced by even the Fallen Heaven Royal Clan, which had always been in a dominant position. How could they allow a foreigner to show off their power in front of them now?

The demon dragon sneered and said: "A bunch of idiots, are you all blind? Didn't you see the number of troops brought by the King of the Northern Territory this time? There are thousands of warships, and if they are full of soldiers, there will definitely be a billion people.

.If they are all Dzogchen warriors and they form a huge battle formation, how many people are we, the Ten Fallen Heaven Clan, prepared to take to fill it?"

"We are the ten clans of the Fallen Heaven. We represented the entire Fallen Heaven clan in ancient times. How can we cower in the Holy Mountain and let the enemy show off our power in front of us? For our glory, we must fight back, even if we die!"

Qu Linglong Dasheng questioned, saying that she was from the Tiansha clan and was not afraid of the demon dragon at all.

The demon dragon said contemptuously: "What an idiot. The current situation is obvious that the guy from the War Clan has mastered the ability to mass-produce Dzogchen warriors. He can continuously produce more soldiers. If we fight to the end, even if we, the Ten Fallen Clan, can

If we can win, I'm afraid we will lose miserably. How many of our clansmen will be left at that time? How many of the Martial Masters will be left?"

Qu Linglong's face turned pale and she said, "Are we not going to do anything?"

The demon dragon snorted coldly: "How is this possible? The Ten Fallen Heaven Tribes have never been humiliated like this before. They have so many people to show off their strength. We want to see how many Dzogchen-level soldiers they can fill up."

"Are we going to activate the Holy Mountain attack system?"

Qu Linglong was surprised.

The Shenhou, who was sitting on the throne of the clan leader, said calmly: "The Holy Mountain is a super martial art weapon. It is very troublesome to activate. We did not expect that the number of enemies would be so terrifying. Therefore, we could only ask the clansmen to return to the Holy Mountain.

Mountain, waiting to fully activate the Holy Mountain, teach these guys a profound lesson."

As soon as Shenhou finished speaking, the Holy Mountain shook violently. The terrifying martial master-level laws were powerful. The entire flame world seemed to be aroused. The majestic power was brewing. At that moment, all the warriors in the world felt a wave of force.

Feeling of palpitations.

The Holy Mountain suddenly shook, and a halo of light flashed through almost in a flash, sweeping away in all directions. A full third of the tens of millions of Dzogchen-level troops that originally surrounded the Holy Mountain were shattered by the shock, and the remaining

Two-thirds of the battle formation was shattered, and basically no one was left intact.

This is the Law of Destruction, so terrifying that it is unimaginable. The power erupted by a battle formation composed of tens of millions of Dzogchen-level troops is absolutely equivalent to the Venerable level, but tens of millions were still lost under this wave of destructive light.

Shen Kun, who was directing the battle, was blown hundreds of miles away. Under the protection of the divine armor, his physical body was almost shattered. The wave of attacks from the Holy Mountain just now was too terrifying. If there weren't tens of millions of troops forming a battle formation,

If he resisted, he was sure that he would be shattered to pieces.

Compared with his own injuries, Shen Kun was more concerned about the 10 million Dzogchen warriors under his seat. If it hadn't been for the 10 million troops that Xiao Zhan temporarily borrowed to block the holy mountain and set up a strange formation, he was sure that he

All his men were killed. But even so, millions were lost and millions were seriously injured.

Shen Kun's heart was bleeding. What a powerful armed force this was. He almost killed everyone before he could hold it warm in his hands. Looking at the holy mountain, Shen Kun's eyes were spitting fire. This kind of attack

The lethality is too great, but he believes that even the Holy Mountain itself cannot withstand several such attacks, but can he really be so cruel as to use the Dzogchen-level soldiers as cannon fodder?

Shen Kun couldn't do it, so he hesitated, but there was a roar from the ground, and tens of millions of troops came to fill the gap vacated by the previous army. This scene made him stunned.

Shen Fei led thousands of cavalry to appear next to Shen Kun, and said with a cold face: "Father, don't worry, this attack on the Holy Mountain will never last a few times, let's continue."

"But?"

Shen Kun was very troubled by the ruthless Shen Pei, and he guessed that his son must have been captured, which made his daughter completely lose her mind.

Shen Fei sneered and said: "Father, don't worry, these are all cannon fodder. They are puppets with simple lives refined by my husband. Their only function is to break through the defense of the holy mountain. We can lose as much as we need.

Please father, please collect these wreckage, it won’t be long before a group of them return to the war.”

Shen Kun perked up. If they were just puppets, the number of them could be endless, so he didn't feel any pain. Shen Kun was also unambiguous at the moment, commanding the millions of Dzogchen warriors who could still fight to collect the broken remains.

, naturally there were also the remains of their soldiers. Originally, Shen Kun wanted to take the fallen soldiers back for burial, but after hearing about the magic of the Brood, which could resurrect soldiers with only their remains, he completely changed his mind.

Shen Kun is now very happy that his daughter has found a good man. He doesn't care whether this man is from the War clan or not. With the support of his son-in-law, he feels that if His Majesty is not too powerful, he can consider becoming the emperor of the dynasty.

Tens of millions of puppets form a unique sword array. The only function of these puppets with simple lives is to temporarily enhance Xiao Zhan's innate skill [Universal Crack]. Tens of millions of puppets form a huge sword array. The sword light is dazzling and can kill the saint.

Mountain, each sword energy is very magical, with the power of [universal cracking], each sword can destroy large areas of the holy mountain's restrictions.

This was a war of attrition. In just ten days, one-tenth of the army brought by Xiao Zhan fell. Basically all of them were puppets. This kind of loss even if he knew several puppet brood warships, let him

The original ship was frantically producing magical ingredients, but it still felt painful.

A full 100 million puppets were killed, only one-third of which could be recovered, and the rest were shattered to pieces by the terrifying defensive power of the Holy Mountain.

The defense of the Holy Mountain completely exceeded Xiao Zhan's expectations. After a full 100 million puppets were consumed, the Holy Mountain seemed to have a downward trend. This made him understand that there were an astonishing number of Martial Lords and Venerables in the Holy Mountain, and they could attack at any time.

To replenish the consumption of the Holy Mountain, such an attrition war is really frustrating. Xiao Zhan is not afraid of losses. He can do it continuously anyway, but such endless consumption is a waste of time. It is better to escalate the war directly and carry out Wu Zun.

war.

Ordinary puppets that are pure cannon fodder can only be used to break formations. They do not have the ability to join forces to form a sword formation and transform into a single individual.

This kind of warrior who can be integrated into one body is definitely the ace power in Xiao Zhan's hands. None of the warriors he refined for Shen Kun had it. Only the men and women who were rescued from the Demon Realm Heavenly Palace were given this ability by him.

Under Xiao Zhan's order, ten warships set off to the battlefield. One hundred million Peak Dzogchen troops soon appeared on the battlefield. In units of tens of millions, they formed a huge sword array integrating heaven and earth. The terrifying sword light enveloped the surrounding area.

Billions of miles away, four mountain-like giants soon appeared, and their bodies actually exuded the terrifying aura of the venerables.

The ten great sages stand in the sky and the earth, and the majestic pressure of the sages covers a radius of hundreds of millions of miles. The swords are crisscrossing the sky and the earth. The giants are in nine directions. They construct the nine-character sword formula, and the sword energy rushes out from their bodies.

came out, condensing a huge sword character in the void and pressing it down.

The power of the Nine-Character Sword Art is unparalleled. When the nine great sages mobilized it together, the power instantly caused the whole world to change color. The sword word hung high, as if the most terrifying venerable in the world had descended. A ray of sword light could suppress it.

Exploding everything in the world.

"boom!"

The sword is like a palm, pressing down in the air. This is the most powerful attack. Even the towering holy mountain is as small as an ant in front of it.

"Boom!"

The word sword turned into a palm, and its power was terrifying. It was like the most terrifying warrior launching a powerful blow against the holy mountain. Naturally, the ten fallen tribes who controlled the holy mountain did not dare to let the holy mountain bear this blow.

The holy mountain shook, the sword light shot into the sky, and a wisp of gray sword energy slashed out. In a flash, it struck the palm transformed by the huge pressing sword energy. This sword was ridiculously strong, and it was the purest offensive sword technique, as if

When a sword comes out, no defense in this world can withstand it.

"Boom!"

The sword energy exploded, the void shattered, and the nine giants who formed the nine-character sword formation were blown hundreds of miles away.

At this time, the Holy Mountain completely sank into the ground, and the terrifying aftermath of this attack was really terrifying, just like two of the most terrifying sages fighting.

The holy mountain rises from the ground, and every vibration erupts with terrifying sword light. It is like a peerless swordsman who forcibly separates the nine giants and prevents them from forming a terrifying sword array. The battle escalates instantly, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers collapse, and the sky

It split open, and the entire Central Region was even shaken by the aftermath of the battle between the nine giants and the body.

"boom!"

The Holy Mountain was so terrifying that a giant was knocked to pieces and countless Dzogchen level warriors were shattered on the spot.

Blood rained all over the sky, and as a giant unfolded, more than two million Dzogchen warriors fell on the spot. The blood mist almost covered hundreds of thousands of miles in radius. This number can definitely make any ethnic group frightened.

Shen Fei saw this scene in her eyes, and she naturally understood that those who fell in front of her were the real Fallen Clan, not those who were thrown away earlier, which made her feel infinite anger. Naturally, the cannon fodder puppets could not be compared with these real people. The former were just

Cannon fodder may be disposable consumables, and the latter will all have the hope of being promoted to the Martial Master Realm in the future. It would be very painful to have millions die at once.

Shen Li shook the divine spear in her hand, and the warrior-level war horse rushed out from under her hip, and she actually shot high into the sky.

Following the impact of Shenli, more than 10,000 warriors behind her moved. Tens of thousands of horses walked through the air, and the void for thousands of miles around was shaking. They formed a terrifying formation, covering Shenli in an instant.

This is the great formation of heaven and earth. All the powers of the Martial Lords converge on Shenqi, allowing her to reach an incredible level of cultivation in an instant.

Wan Duoqi is like a long dragon, and Shenshi is the dragon's head. A spear of lightning splits the void and blasts directly towards the Holy Mountain.

"boom!"

The Divine Spear collided with the Holy Mountain, and the huge force caused both of them to fly out at the same time, rolling in the void, and the entire void could not withstand a large-scale collapse.

Shen Fei was very excited. She felt that Wan Qi and herself were one and the same. At this moment, she was the real dragon, traveling in the world, possessing the power to defeat any strong person in the world. She let out a long roar like a dragon's roar, and her huge body swung,

The distance between time and space seems to be non-existent, as the dragon's head is fiercely installed on the holy mountain.

The combination of more than 10,000 Martial Lords is too powerful, and no ordinary lord can resist it. Coupled with the mystery of the heaven and earth formation, even the peerless powerful ones like Shenhou feel terrified.


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