Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 733 Kill Again
"not good!"

"The despicable heavens and myriad races actually launched a sneak attack!"

Seeing the dagger that appeared out of thin air, the strong on the human side were furious and wanted to help, but because the distance was too far, it was too late.

They looked at the battlefield, eyes tearing apart, full of worry.

A demon-level genius is very important to the human race, especially at present, under the suppression of all the heavens and all races, it is extremely precious.

The human race urgently needs a new generation of powerhouses!
And the source of the strong is undoubtedly the arrogance of the younger generation!

"stop!"

In the sky above the Chilong Star Field, the powerful human race who made the attack before roared, the might of the sky was like a prison, containing monstrous anger, burning in the star dome, covering the entire star field.

"Shangxian Yuhuo, this battle of Tianjiao only prohibits the older generation of warriors from taking action, but there is no regulation on the number of younger generation's actions!"

Immediately, another dull voice sounded, the voice was icy cold, as if a cold wave had struck for thousands of years.

Looking up at the star dome, through the flames, you can vaguely see the distant star field, standing a giant with a huge ax in hand, revealing the power to destroy the world.

"Ok?"

"Where is the rat generation?"

On the battlefield, Li Yuanba, who was about to kill Lingwu, frowned slightly, turned around suddenly, and threw out the drum beating hammer in his right hand, crushing everything with infinite force.

Clang~
The dagger that hit him head-on was directly knocked into the air.

"not good!"

The Holy Son of the Shadow Clan was shocked, and immediately cast his magical powers, turned into dozens of black shadows, and flew in all directions
He is proficient in the way of assassination, and the method of killing the enemy is mainly to take advantage of the enemy's surprise. Once the enemy finds out, the situation will become very dangerous.

In a head-to-head confrontation, his combat power is far inferior to Lingwu.

Even someone as strong as Lingwu was injured, let alone him?
The best way is to hide it and look for an opportunity to make a move again.

"Discovered!"

Inside the Star Gate, the Saint Son of the Stone Clan said in a deep voice, feeling more and more tricky, the strength of the Great Qin General broke his cognition time and time again.

According to the decree handed down from the 'Ten Thousand Races Hall', Daqin has a total of four demon-level Tianjiao, and now there are only two, so how powerful will the remaining two be?
"Turning into ten thousand shadows with one breath, he should be able to avoid the attack of the Great Qin General!"

Standing in the middle, wearing a silver robe and having six eyes, Tan Shenwu, the holy son of the Tianyan clan, said calmly.

When he was speaking, his eyes were shining brightly, staring at the dark shadows in the sky, trying to see who was the real body of the Holy Son of the Shadow Clan, but he found nothing.

Even he can't see through it, let alone a mere human race?

However, in the next breath, his expression froze in an instant, because the drum beat and the golden hammer passed, and the endless thunder fell, shattering all the black shadows.

A large area of ​​the starry sky was shattered, and a blood-stained figure was hit by a heavy hammer, flying thousands of miles across, his body was shattered, and flesh and blood splattered.

"This time, no one will save you!"

After knocking the sneak attacker into the air, Li Yuanba raised his left hammer without any hesitation, and under Lingwu's desperate gaze, he smashed it down with all his strength.

boom!
The hard skull was directly smashed, and the brains were splashed out, beyond recognition.

"There is one more person, don't forget!"

Li Yuanba whispered, holding the blood-stained drum and hammer, and flew towards the Son of the Shadow Clan in the distance.

"Cough cough!"

Tens of thousands of miles away, the Saint Son of the Shadow Clan clutched his collapsed chest, his fairy body was like a broken ceramic doll, full of cracks, and fled the battlefield with eyes full of horror.

But before he had gone far, he felt a suffocating pressure approaching rapidly.

"Damn!"

The Son of the Shadow Clan's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to take a look. He was almost out of his body in fright, and died suddenly on the spot.

A hundred miles away, Li Yuanba came galloping with a sea of ​​thunder all over the sky. The vast and majestic coercion seemed to be coming from countless heavens, and it was extremely terrifying.

"The power of essence and blood, burn!"

Without hesitation, the Holy Son of the Shadow Clan shouted secretly.

A mass of pale black flames rose from the soles of his feet, with essence and blood as the source, generating a steady stream of power, pushing his cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds, and there were faint signs of breaking through the Golden Immortal.

"Da Qin!"

"My Son, remember!"

"After returning to the ethnic group, my holy son will immediately mobilize the powerful members of the ethnic group to assassinate the high-level officials of Daqin, so that you will live in fear forever!"

After his strength improved, the Saint Son of the Shadow Clan felt that the pressure had decreased a lot, and he distanced himself from Li Yuanba, his eyes full of resentment, and he roared cruelly.

Essence and blood are the foundation of life!
Even becoming a fairy is very important.

If too much essence and blood flow, the consequences will be unimaginable. If it is mild, it will affect the aptitude, and if it is serious, the cultivation base will be stagnated for life.

For the young Tianjiao, unless life and death are at stake, he rarely burns his blood.

And in order to escape, he burned [-]% of his blood essence, which has already endangered his talent. If he can't replenish it in time, he may fall to the top talent.

It is conceivable how far his resentment towards Da Qin has reached?
boom!
At this moment, a cold voice sounded.

"Want revenge?"

"Then you have to leave alive!"

The face of the Son of the Shadow Clan changed again, and before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his clear consciousness gradually became blurred.

"Where did this battle gun come from?"

Before dying, the Saint Son of the Shadow Clan looked at the battle gun stuck in his chest, revealing a trace of confusion.

Just now, he saw a silver war gun flashing across his eyes, piercing through his body with lightning speed.

Just, where did the gun come from?

Until his death, he didn't understand how he died!

"Gun, come from the sky!"

Ripples in the starry sky, Zhao Yun's figure appeared out of thin air, pulled out his battle gun, and said coldly.

When the Son of the Shadow Clan made a surprise attack, he left the Great Wall, hid in the dark, and waited for the opportunity to strike.

This is called.
With the way of the people, also treat the body of the people!

The scene in front of me happened very quickly, and it happened in an instant.

After the fall of the shadow clan's saint son, everyone realized that they were all dumbfounded and horrified. Two more saint sons fell?
Lingwu, No.5 on the Holy Child List, has fallen!

The Son of the Shadow Clan, No. 7 on the Holy Child List, has fallen!

In addition to the 'Qimu Sword Immortal' who fell before, the Heavens and Ten Thousand Races have already sacrificed three holy sons!
These are not three ordinary people, but a holy son with evil talent!

Looking at the thousand worlds, there are only nine holy sons in all the heavens and all races!

How long has it been, and it's only one third less?

The most important thing is that on the side of the Great Qin Heavenly Court, no Tianjiao has fallen yet.

The starry sky was silent, and no one spoke.

Even the powerhouses of the heavens and all races who wanted to take revenge stopped clamoring, because they were afraid that another Holy Son would die tragically at the hands of Daqin Tianjiao.

On the human side, there was also a deathly silence. The reason why they didn't speak was mainly because they hadn't recovered from it. This big surprise directly stunned them!
How many years has it been since the human race has not won?

Ten thousand years?

million years?
Or billions of years?
Inside the star gate, the six holy sons looked at each other in blank dismay, all of them were silent, not daring to make a move.

"A bunch of trash!"

"There is a fairy pool here, hurry up and practice, and make sure to break through the Golden Immortal within a year!"

"Otherwise, the cultivation of the Holy Son will be abolished!"

A moment later, an indifferent and majestic voice sounded.

On the sky, countless drops of fairy liquid fell like a waterfall, splashing auspiciousness and rays of light, forming a hundred-mile fairy pond, revealing infinite fairy power.

(End of this chapter)