Chapter 424: Rescue at the critical moment!
"The great spirit sacrificer is invincible!"
At this time, the morale of the warriors of the strange ape tribe was greatly increased. They were all excited, beating their chests, and making sounds like baboons.
늀Not long ago, the Dark Lord made a strong attack and defeated Qinglian Sword Immortal and the others in an almost crushing manner.
In the dark sky, a dragon with a body as huge as a mountain and long wings is entrenched. It has three powerful and fierce heads, each showing different expressions, including sarcasm, teasing, and coldness.
"Fellow Taoists, how are you?" Qinglian Sword Immortal looked sullen and half-knelt on the ground with difficulty, leaning on his long sword. There was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he gritted his teeth.
Unexpectedly, the strange ape tribe’s sacrificial spirit is so powerful!
Although he can still perform various sword moves in the realm of forbidden arts, he still cannot make up for his disadvantage. The opponent can suppress him with only his strong body and brute force!
"What the hell..." Li Wujie was covered in blood and stood up unsteadily with the knife in hand, his expression particularly ugly.
To be honest, he regretted it. He had known better not to trouble the Monster Ape Tribe.
I thought it was a wolf in the sheep flock, but in the end it was a sheep in the tiger's den!
"What should I do?" The Big Mushroom King was so anxious that he burst into tears. Due to the limitations of the forbidden arts field, he was unable to perform the Blue Emperor's Immortality Art, so he could only watch his companions being seriously injured and dying.
"Damn it..." Hong Qianye lay on the ground with a gray face, blood stains on the corners of his mouth, unable to move his whole body, and many bones were broken by the aftermath.
This is the most humiliating and humiliating experience he has ever had!
In the Dark Lord's extremely large-scale forbidden arts field, Hong Chiba's best flame-based spells have no use at all.
The other party just threw out the dragon's tail, sending him flying hard and immediately losing the ability to move.
Although there are many monks around to protect them, the situation is not optimistic, because the warriors of the strange ape tribe are watching closely nearby, and they have formed a siege, ready to wipe out the entire crusade.
"Hey, if I had known I was going to suffer this, I wouldn't have come to join in the fun."
When he opened his mouth to complain, he saw that he was a big yellow dog in a depressed state, with scars all over his body and panting from exhaustion.
It just ignores it!
Facing the Dark Lord's attack just now, Gou Buli had no choice but to reveal his true form and fight with him.
"Senior Gou, I didn't expect Zhu to see you here." Next to him, Zhu Jiushan coughed up blood and said with a wry smile.
As a member of the Jiuying clan, his status is not the same as that of the Tengu clan, but Zhu Jiushan treats Gou Buli with respect because he was once a follower of Empress Fuyao.
"Okay, you're still talking about this after all this time, it's silly!" Goubuli said angrily.
But as soon as 놋 comes to mind, Zhu Jiushan 놅 joins, which really relieves some pressure on this battle.
Goubuli recognized this strong man from the Nine Infant Clan from the bottom of his heart.
But it is the young man in front of me who really carries the weight!
Without him, the army would have been destroyed long ago!
at this time.
The boy with a middle parted hair was panting heavily and sweating profusely. His thin body contained extremely terrifying power, like a 그-shaped wild beast.
Ah Kun's expression was more solemn than ever before, because the big guy above his head was very powerful!
The Dark Lord's cold eyes scanned the entire audience, and finally locked on A Kun.
"As expected of a descendant of the mythical beast Kunpeng."
"If you reach adulthood, it is absolutely impossible for me to win."
"But now you are trying to compete with me, but you don't have the qualifications!"
The Dark Lord slapped Ah Kun with his claws, slamming him into the pit, making a rumble sound.
Ah Kun gritted his teeth, his bones creaking all over his body, and his hands supported the heavy palms above his head.
He has a very playful personality, lively and active, but he knows that the master is not here, and he is the only hope in the audience.
"I, Kun, must stand up!"
A Kun's eyes burst out with golden light, and the energy and blood in his body were boiling. He directly shook the giant palm above his head, and then shot off like an arrow, rushing towards the Dark Lord beyond the speed of sound.
"Ugly monster, watch me Kun Fist!"
Immediately, fists as dense as a shower erupted, hitting the Dark Lord head and face.
Every punch contains powerful power.
"Stubborn."
The Dark Lord sneered, and his sharp dragon claws tore through the void, blocking a large number of fists from the head-on attack. Then, in conjunction with his extremely powerful body, he crashed straight into A'kun like a meteorite.
Bang!
A Kun spurted blood from his mouth, like a kite flying upside down with its string cut off.
Li Wujie jumped up quickly, caught the blood-stained young man, and asked, "Akun, how are you?"
"Master Kun, I probably can't stand it anymore..." A Kun's face was pale and his injuries were serious.
After all, the Dark Lord is in the realm of the Immortal Emperor. Even though he has the bloodline of the divine beast Kunpeng and has unlimited potential, due to the gap in cultivation, he still loses in the physical competition.
From the beginning to the end, not a single scale on the Dark Lord's body was broken, and it was still as new as new, which shows how abnormal its defense power is.
"It's over."
Everyone's faces were ugly, and their hearts were filled with despair.
"You guys are by no means the most terrifying thing that Guiying said. The real terror is something else!"
The Dark Lord sneered.
Fortunately, it looked like it was facing a formidable enemy before, but when it arrived, it turned out to be a bunch of bastards.
Suddenly, the Dark Lord received a message from the Evil Emperor in his mind.
"You two, come quickly. I am fighting against the murderer of the ghost baby. He is very strong. I need your help!"
Hearing this.
A fierce light burst out from the Dark Lord's eyes, and his heart was like a raging sea.
That great terror has appeared!
And he is still fighting against the Evil Emperor. The most terrifying thing is that he can't even suppress the Evil Emperor!
As the second-ranked Chaos Evil Spirit, the Dark Lord knows how powerful the Evil Emperor is.
The problem is that even this kind of existence can hardly resist that strong man. The opponent's strength is simply terrifying!
"We must go to support them quickly."
As his thoughts turned, his eyes swept over the group of injured monks, and a huge murderous intent rose in the Dark Lord's heart.
The three heads showed a cruel smile, and said coldly: "Before leaving, eat you all first, as a way to replenish energy before the war."
Swish, the temperature in the air was as cold as the abyss, freezing the monks present all over.
They were desperate to break out, but they were surrounded by the warriors of the Monster Ape Tribe, and there was no way out.
Can they only wait to die? !
The monks regretted it, and fear and despair intertwined in their hearts.
"Come into my stomach!" The Dark Lord grinned, opening his bloody mouth, wanting to swallow everything.
"No..." So cried out in grief.
At this time.
A high-pitched dragon roar came from the sky, resounding through the sky.
"Who is it?!"
The surrounding tribal warriors raised their heads, their pupils shrank in horror, and the dragon-shaped streamer flew over with unbridled spirit.
"Stop it quickly!"
"Ah!"
Screams came one after another.
The dragon-shaped streamer rushed into the encirclement unscrupulously, and it was unimpeded all the way.
All the tribal warriors who tried to stop them were knocked to the ground, vomiting blood and flying everywhere, with their bones and meridians broken.
Amid countless shocked gazes, the dazzling dragon-shaped streamer rushed in like this.
When it came to the front of the crowd, it revealed its figure.
It was a mighty and domineering tall man, with a head full of black hair dancing wildly, two black horns on his head, a face carved with knives and axes, handsome and incomparable, and his eyes glowed with golden light, like two bright lights in the dark night.
His chest and arms were covered with hard dragon scales, with a dark golden luster, and a thick dragon tail was swaying behind him.
"I originally wanted to try my luck, but I didn't expect the battlefield to be here." Long Aotian sighed, and the corners of his mouth raised a confident arc like a blade.
As for the little donkey that fled in panic earlier, Long Aotian didn't take it to heart. He only cared about being a stronger opponent than himself!
Fortunately, he didn't miss this opportunity.
With the breath left by the road, he successfully found this place!
"Great, it's Long Aotian!"
Qinglian Sword Immortal and the others were extremely happy, as if they saw a ray of dawn illuminating the darkness.
This is a monster second only to Ye Mengzhu in terms of combat power!
Long Aotian looked around the scene expressionlessly, and suddenly saw Hong Qianye lying on the ground in the distance.
In an instant.
It was like being struck by a bolt from the blue, and his head was buzzing.
"Red Fairy!!"