Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 713
"Stop them!"

The Amethyst patriarch was shocked, and his complexion changed for a while. There was anxiety and regret, but more of it was horror.

The Great Qin Heavenly Court actually made a move so quickly!
Daqin Tianting doesn't even care about the 'Jing Clan' behind him!
In fact, he didn't know that Daqin had just ascended to the Chilong Starfield, and his intelligence was weak, so he didn't even know what the "Jing Clan" was, so naturally he wouldn't feel afraid.

Of course, even if Qin Wudao knew that the Purple Crystal Clan was backed by the Jing Clan, he would not withdraw his order.

Emperor, keep a promise!

"kill!"

A strong man from the Amethyst tribe roared and charged first. Behind them, thousands of troops followed, gathered the army, and rushed to the sky.

Even the powerhouses of the heavens and all races gathered in small groups and tried their best to resist the generals of Liangshan.

But the gap between the two sides is really too big.

Among the generals in Liangshan, 47 have reached the Profound Immortal Realm, and the rest have reached the peak of True Immortals. After blessing the Tiangang Disha Formation, they can exert several times their combat power.

On the side of the heavens and ten thousand races, apart from the sixteen strong Xuanxians from the Purple Crystal Clan, there are more than twenty Xuanxian warriors from the heavens and ten thousand races.

There are no more than forty statues in total.

There is no doubt that this is a crushing battle.

"Break me!"

Lu Zhishen's eyes widened and his face was full of ferociousness. He waved the water-milled Zen stick and split the Amethyst clan strongman who was fighting with him in half. Immortal blood flew and dyed the sky red.

"Haha, cool!"

After killing the enemy, Lu Zhishen drank heavily, picked up the wine gourd, and took a swig.

The wine is like a big intestine, brewing a very murderous intention.

Swish!
With a kick of the right foot, the water-milled Zen staff soared into the sky, and flipped several times in the sky, like a golden dragon entrenched, and the dragon's chant could be faintly heard, resounding throughout the universe.

"kill!"

Lu Zhishen pierced through the air, stretched out his hand to grab the Zen stick, and flew towards the nearest powerful man from all the heavens and all races.

贫僧
Going to kill!

On the other side, Black Whirlwind Li Kui grinned, holding the ghost king ax in both hands, like a gust of black wind, rushing into the army of the Amethyst Clan, killing people turned their backs.

The black wind whipped up a rain of blood, and the remnant body buried the broken soldier.

"The Sword of the Stars!"

In the world, Song Jiang held up the 'Juyi Sword', his hair fluttering, thousands of miles of starlight gathered, cutting down the amazing time and space, and the sword of immortals and gods bowing down.

Hundreds of millions of stars are the guide!

In the depths of the starry sky, 36 celestial stars will emerge, and 72 terrestrial evil stars will condense into shape, like a supreme existence, overlooking all living beings.

"No!"

The Amethyst patriarch's pupils shrank sharply, terrified.

In this sword strike, he sensed the breath of death, as if he was an enemy of the entire star, as if he was going to be suppressed by the heavens and the world.

boom!
The star sword fell.

The Amethyst patriarch resisted desperately, blocked the sword in front of him, and burned his blood, but when the sword energy of the stars fell, he felt the horror of this sword energy.

When the sword falls, everything stops!
That is a sword that can split a sunny day into dusk.

The third-grade fairy sword was broken like broken iron.

The Amethyst Patriarch, who possessed the cultivation base of Xuanxian peak, was like a moth whose wings were cut off, and hit the magnificent Immortal Palace, leaving a gully dozens of miles long.

The world is quiet.

Hundreds of millions of Amethyst people were stunned.

Hundreds of strong men from all the heavens and races, all drenched in blood, looked at the ruined fairy palace, showing a trace of worry.

"impossible!"

"You and I are both peak fighters in the Xuanxian Realm, why are you so powerful?"

In the dusty sky, the Amethyst patriarch lay on the gravel, roaring with horror in his eyes. There was a sword wound on his chest, which ran through his body and extended to the broken wings on his back. Blood gurgled, staining the ground red.

Now he doesn't look like a powerful patriarch.

Rather like a beggar.

He was puzzled.

He is unwilling!
"Fireflies cannot comprehend the brilliance of the bright moon!"

Song Jiang shook his head, turned and left, returned to the starry sky, and stood beside the star generals all over the sky.

As soon as this word comes out.

Directly spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood from the Amethyst patriarch.

"Firefly!"

"Haoyue!"

"The patriarch lost!"

"But the Amethyst Clan did not lose, and the Great Qin Heavenly Court will eventually be destroyed!"

An exasperated voice came from the Zijing patriarch's mouth.

Thousands of miles in the sky, the wind blows blood.

"Does the Amethyst Clan have any backup?"

Standing in the starry sky, Song Jiang frowned slightly when he heard the words of the Zijing patriarch, because what a person said before he died should not be false.

Immediately, he showed a sneer.

With or without a backhand.

Amethyst Clan, he will be destroyed!

"Tiangangdisha, refining the world!"

Song Jiang shouted loudly.

The generals of Liangshan, who were fighting fiercely in the Crystal Little Thousand World, heard the order, their evil spirits increased sharply, they got rid of the fighting enemies, and flew into the eyes of Tiangangdisha.

"change!"

Wu waved with a lupine.

Zhi Duo Xing shines brightly, and Tian Gang Xing will drag the divine power to turn the heaven and the earth.

"change!"

"change!"

"change"

The rest of the Liangshan generals roared at the same time, like thousands of gods roaring, the sound was like thunder, echoing in the surrounding star fields, shaking the stars.

The sky and the earth are turned upside down, and the sun and the moon are overturned.

The evil formation of the sky and the earth reversed, and the cold wind of evil spirit swept across, blowing the crystal small world.

This gust of wind is ecstatic.

Countless Amethyst clansmen fell and turned into ashes.

A member of the Amethyst tribe who was cultivated at the peak of a true immortal was sucked into the wind of evil spirit, his flesh and blood were eaten away, and he became a dead bone.

Even the strong Xuanxian can only hold on for a few breaths.

"escape!"

"Run away!"

Realizing the horror of the evil wind, countless Amethyst clansmen fled in haste, cast their body skills, and flew towards the outside of the world's sky.

Seeing the starry sky in front of them, many members of the Amethyst tribe showed joy.

But in the next breath, they felt that they had hit a wall and could no longer move forward.

Immediately afterwards, the evil wind hit.

Pieces of flesh and blood were cut off and sprinkled on the ground, forming a rain of blood, dyeing the sky red, the vegetation red, and the whole world red.

red!

Everywhere you look, it's all red.

"No!"

"Don't kill any more!"

"I surrender, please, don't slaughter my people anymore, they are innocent!"

Among the ruins, the Zijing patriarch put away his arrogance, panicked, and begged loudly.

"innocent?"

"In the heavens and worlds, are there any innocent people?"

Song Jiang sneered, his face remained unchanged, and he continued to manipulate the wind of evil spirit, causing endless massacres.

"Stop it, my grandson is the arrogance of the Jing Clan, with Taiyi's peak cultivation, he will be able to break through to the Golden Immortal in no time!"

"As long as you stop killing, I am willing to move out of Xiaoqian world, and turn war into friendship with Daqin Tianting"

Seeing the death of a large number of people in the clan, Zijing's patriarch was so distressed that he couldn't breathe, tears came down like rain, and begged in pain.

He is the head of the clan!
But under his leadership, the ethnic group has ushered in the doomsday.

But no matter how much he begged for mercy, Song Jiang still ignored him.

Two hours later, hundreds of millions of Zijing people were all killed, leaving only bones piled up like a mountain.

"Crystal Clan!"

"Taiyi Earth Immortal's peak cultivation!"

"It seems that we need to report to His Majesty immediately, and make preparations in advance to meet the enemy!"

Overlooking the blood mist floating under his feet, Song Jiang muttered to himself, and led the generals of Liangshan away from the death star.

(End of this chapter)