Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Astronomical calendar 18976 century, 2376, January 20.

Phoenix, collapsed!

All kinds of defense lines collapsed!

The number of soldiers in the Phoenix Saint Dynasty plummeted by hundreds of millions, and only less than 400 million remained!

Everyone has retreated to a place not far from the fairy and demon coast.

But Phoenix Saint Dynasty, it is impossible to enter the Fairy Demon Sea.

Because on the shore of the Fairy Demon Sea, it has also been blocked by the powerhouses of the three holy dynasties.

The Phoenix Saint Dynasty at this moment is like a battle between trapped beasts.

...

"Squeak~"

The door closed and Xiao Yuhui walked out of it.

Su Han's aura seemed to improve a little faster.

In just half a month's time, he was actually upgraded by a small rank, reaching the seventh-order Immortal Realm.

But Xiao Yuhui could feel that at this level, Su Han's breath had gradually stabilized.

In other words, in the future, even if he continues to be in a coma, it should be impossible to make such endless breakthroughs.

The shouting and killing sound shook the sky, and countless colors belonging to attacks were clearly visible.

Only here is still quiet.

"Su Han, I am your wife. I have always been in charge of the overall situation."

"But now, I am going to play in person."

"My cultivation base is not high, but it is considered acceptable. In the eyes of countless people, I am also a strong person."

"Farewell here. If I can come back, I hope I can see you who are already awake."

With a slight silence, Xiao Yuran opened the door of the next room again and walked in.

In this room, there is only one bed and one chair.

There was a figure curled up on the bed, his eyes still dull as before.

"Senior Wufeng." Xiao Yuhui said softly.

This figure is the sword **** Yaoyang!

He didn't seem to hear Xiao Yuhui's words.

Xiao Yuhui walked to him slowly, and said softly, "I know, I shouldn't bother you, but at the last minute, I still want to give it a try."

"My husband said that you have trembles in all directions. I have never doubted it."

"Your husband has always been extremely guilty when you become the way you are now, but this... is not his fault."

"Is it because of the legendary Yuan Ling? That's why you have never dared to speak?"

"Your cultivation base is definitely still there, otherwise it won't survive to this day."

"Phoenix Saint Dynasty is about to be destroyed. This is the painstaking effort of the husband throughout his life, but he has been in a coma all the time."

"If you can, can you...can make one shot?"

About Yuanling and Sanctuary, even if Su Han once said, Xiao Yuhui knew very little.

She understood that if Yaoyang Sword God really pretended to be, then there must be his reason.

But she really has no choice.

Phoenix dynasty, dying.

Xiao Yuhui never believed in the existence of miracles. She could only do her best to do something that she could do.

When the voice fell, Xiao Yuhui looked at Yaoyang Sword God.

The other party still curled up there, even his expression hadn't changed.

"Sorry, I was too much."

Xiao Yuhui pursed her mouth, turned and walked out of the room.

However, when she closed the door with her hands, there was a voice, like thunder, suddenly exploded in her mind.

"They are here!"

Only four words, and extremely rush, it seems that if you say more, you will immediately fall into a crisis.

Xiao Yuhui was stunned there!

Through the crack in the door, she looked at the figure sitting on the bed, who had been curled up.

"Is this his voice?"

"Sure enough, he is not crazy? All of this is just false?!"

"Who are they? Who is he talking about?"

With the door closed, Xiao Yuhui walked towards the distant battlefield with a strong shock.

The fight continued, and the figures of the people of the Phoenix Holy Dynasty were buried at the feet of the three holy dynasties, like moths fighting to the fire.

This scene quickly shattered Xiao Yuhui's hope that had just risen.

"Just now, was that really the voice of the sword **** Yaoyang?"

"Who are they who he said? They are the reinforcements of the Phoenix Saints? But where are the Phoenix Saints?"

Wearing silver armor and blue boots!

Xiao Yuhui drew his sword, without any hesitation anymore, and slew towards the three holy dynasties.

...

Astronomical calendar 18976 century, 2376, January 30.

The number of soldiers in the Phoenix Saint Dynasty dropped another 100 million!

The three sacred dynasties surrounded the center from four directions: east, west, south, and north.

The people of Phoenix Sacred Dynasty crowded together in a dense crowd, extremely tragic.

The great saints appear in various places.

Brilliant Lord, issue the final notice——

"The Vermillion Bird Dynasty, the Qilin Dynasty, and Sheng Wushuang, An Yunyi, and Flame Saint!"

"You can take your people away, but the Phoenix Saint Dynasty must die!"

At this moment, it is the end of the battle.

Those who can survive to the present are obviously strong from all sides.

The holy dynasty is after all.

Under this level of battle, the so-called Rank 7 Explosive Pearl and Rank 7 True Shield are useless.

It is too difficult to kill the Suzaku Sage Lord, Qilin Sage Lord and others, and it will bring too much loss to the three holy dynasties.

For them, the gain is more than the loss.

Even if it can be killed, it is really unnecessary.

Originally, their goal was only the Phoenix Holy Dynasty.

For the time being, let Sheng Wushuang and others retreat, and it won't be too late to solve the others after finishing the affairs of Phoenix Sacred Dynasty.

After all, almost all of their ordinary soldiers have been exhausted.

These powerhouses are left, and they can be killed one by one in the future!

"It's not good for you to resist stubbornly."

The Holy Master Guangming also said coldly: "In the face of the same Holy Master, I can give you a chance to retreat, but if you continue to resist, then you will be removed from the middle star field!"

"Will you be so kind?"

Suzaku Saint Lord smiled disdainfully: "I'm afraid that the deity and others will kill your strong at this last moment, right?"

"Whatever you think, if you want to leave or not, let me have a good time!" Holy Lord Guangming snorted coldly.

"If you really want to leave, at that moment, the deity will not stand here and talk nonsense with you." Suzaku Saint Lord said lightly.

Looking at the Qilin Sage Lord, Sheng Wushuang, An Yunyi and others, they all carried sneers and contempt.

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"Stubborn!"

The Holy Lord of Light hummed coldly: "It's true that this deity can't help you? The fall of the Phoenix Saint Dynasty, just today, the deity wants to see, who can..."

"Puff!"

The voice did not fall, but stopped abruptly!

A trace of blood spattered from the back of the Holy Lord of Light.

Although the voice is not loud, everyone around can hear clearly.

Holy Lord Guangming widened his eyes.

He wanted to speak, but the wound on his back seemed to absorb all his strength, making him even weak to speak.

The Dark Lord, the Brilliant Lord and others turned their heads at the same time.

But seeing the Holy Lord of Brightness behind, I don't know when, a dagger was inserted!