Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 1280
time flies.

Three years passed quickly.

During the past three years, the heavens and worlds were peaceful, but the starry sky beyond the Great Wall was full of murderous aura.

At this critical moment, Wang Jian, who served as Minister of the Ministry of War, left the imperial capital and came to the Great Wall, where he patrolled day and night, alert to the enemies that would come at any time.

Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and other generals who fought in the outer world of chaos also led their legions to station on the Great Wall.

boom!
On this day, Wang Jian patrolled as usual.

Suddenly, he heard a piercing sound coming from the distant starry sky, like a sharp sword hitting the sky.

"coming!"

Wang Jian's spirit was shaken, he stopped and looked up.

At the end of the field of vision, there is a team of hundreds of people galloping forward. They are wearing armor, with scales on their faces, blue eyes, and a single horn on their heads, shining blue light.

Their strength is not weak, the leader is a mid-stage Daoist warrior, behind are eight Taoist saints, and 91 quasi-sages.

"Prepare for battle!"

Wang Jian ordered in a deep voice.

"dong dong dong~"

One hundred thousand war drums rang together, making a world-shattering sound, like thunder before a storm, and like the sound of gold and iron horses, very shocking.

The soldiers of the Second Army Corps, Ninth Army Corps, and Tenth Army Corps who were practicing stopped their movements at the same time, looked up at the starry sky, and showed their murderous intentions.

In the eyes of all the soldiers, there was a raging fire, which was an endless fighting spirit.

Fight, fight!
Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and other generals appeared on the Great Wall, holding soldiers in their hands and waiting solemnly.

Half a quarter of an hour later, forces from the depths of the universe came beyond the heavens and worlds.

This faction is called the Flying Scale Clan!

"In the territory of Great Qin, stop!"

Wang Jian drew out his saber, his face was cold, and he yelled loudly.

"Ants!"

Patriarch Feilin cast a glance at Wang Jian, and when he found that the latter was only in the Daoist realm, he showed a disdainful expression, and was ready to ignore Wang Jian's words.

Who cares about the groans of ants?
"Patriarch, wait a moment!"

At this moment, a Daoist of the Flying Scale Clan said tremblingly.

Patriarch Feilin frowned slightly.

"Patriarch, look at those six heads!"

Pointing to the six heads hanging on the Great Wall, the Taoist said with a pale face and eyes full of horror.

Patriarch Feilin turned his head to look, his pupils constricted suddenly, and he felt a bone-piercing chill rising from the soles of his feet, straight to his head, and the blood stopped flowing.

"This"

"how can that be?"

Patriarch Feilin exclaimed, his voice becoming sharp.

He recognized the identities of the six heads, they were all powerful in the Dao realm, they had met in Xuancheng, and except for the master of the Eternal Clan, the other five were stronger than him.

Why are the heads of these strong men hanging under the city wall?
Are they all dead?

"Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

Suddenly, patriarch Feilin's mind flashed, and he understood the reason.

Immediately afterwards, he fell into hesitation again.

After hearing the news of the Primordial Purple Qi, he immediately led the strong men in the clan to rush on day and night, just to grab the Primordial Purple Qi before the rest of the forces.

But now, there are already six masters of top forces who have fallen because of the robbing of the primordial purple energy.

Will he continue to rob?

"No, why don't you see the powerhouses from the heavens and the world?"

Patriarch Feilin looked around the Great Wall, the city was full of figures, but there were only a few Taoist saints who could catch his eyes, and none of them were Daoist warriors.

It's strange, what about the powerful people in the Dao realm of the heavens and the world?

Why didn't you come out?
Immediately afterwards, a bold idea emerged in Patriarch Feilin's mind. Could it be that the top powerhouses of the heavens and the world were all severely injured when resisting the six top power masters?

That's why the heavens and myriad worlds hang the heads of the six top power masters, bluffing!
"Correct!"

"It must be so!"

"This seat is too witty to think of this!"

Patriarch Feilin's thoughts were running fast, a ferocious smile appeared on his face, and he said coldly: "Listen, people from all heavens and myriad realms, now hand over the primordial purple energy, and I will spare you my life!"

"Otherwise, when I take action, you will all die!"

dead!
The faces of Wang Jian, Zhao Yun, Zhang Fei and others became gloomy, full of anger.

"kill him!"

Wang Jian ordered coldly.

"As ordered!"

The five generals Zhao Yun, Zhang Fei, Guan Yu, Ma Chao, and Huang Zhong nodded, drew their weapons at the same time, and flew out of the Great Wall.

Endless holy power surged, turning into five giant tigers in the starry sky.

Generals of the Five Tigers!
"die!"

Zhao Yun rushed to the front, brandishing the battle spear in his hand, adding the power of the formation, and stabbing forward forcefully.

Clang!
The sound of gunfire shook the starry sky.

A streak of silver gun energy emerged, supremely sharp, with endless killing intent, brightening the entire starry sky, erasing time and space, and destroying Wan Dao.

"It seems that this seat is right!"

The patriarch Feilin became more determined when he saw that Zhao Yunwu would make a move.

The corners of his mouth turned up, showing a smug smile, and he pulled out his big knife casually, cutting out a green knife aura, spanning tens of thousands of light years, as if he wanted to split the universe.

boom!
In an instant.

The gun air and the knife air collided, and a shocking explosion occurred.

The star field trembled violently, with the explosion point as the center, the surrounding starry sky was completely shattered, spreading to hundreds of millions of light-years, covering all the heavens and myriad worlds.

"The power of ants can still shake the sky?"

Looking at the starry sky filled with the aftermath of destruction, the Feilin patriarch said coldly.

In his opinion, Zhao Yun and the other five are already dead!

Next, he only needs to wait for the aftermath to dissipate, and then he can rush into the heavens and worlds, snatch the primordial purple energy, and then escape to the starry sky, concentrate on developing for tens of thousands of years, and then come out to dominate the mysterious universe.

However, just as Patriarch Feilin was secretly complacent and imagining a bright future, a silver gun burst out of the explosion, turned into a silver phoenix, and hit him head-on.

The sound of the phoenix crowing and the sound of gunfire resounded through the sky!

"what?"

Patriarch Feilin turned pale with fright, and hurriedly raised his saber to defend, but it was obviously too late.

boom!
A muffled sound.

His body was pierced by gun energy, and the destructive gun intent raged through his veins, severing his vitality.

"How could this be?"

Patriarch Feilin's body was stiff, and he lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the gun hole in his chest, sensing the rapid loss of vitality in his body, his eyes were full of disbelief and astonishment.

He is defeated!
Lost to five Taoist saints?
"It turns out that this seat is not worthy of the Heavens and Myriad Worlds dispatching to the Dao Composite Realm."

After a while, Patriarch Feilin raised his head and looked straight ahead, and saw General Zhao Yunwu walking out of the aftermath, with shiny armor on his body, cold eyes and murderous aura like a waterfall.

The aftermath gradually dissipated, and he even saw the heavens and worlds, protected by a giant yellow dragon, without any damage.

Gradually, the vitality in his eyes darkened and lost its luster.

Before the last trace of consciousness disappeared, he heard the sound of killing, as well as the screams and wailing of the clansmen!

Flying Scale Clan, it's over!

(End of this chapter)