Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

"Little friend Xiao Ye!"

The bruised Tushi looked in surprise.

Rushing out of the falling snow collar, Xiao Ye's mixed-element blood is dead, no different from death.

But the Honglong ancestor tree took root in the vast sea with the golden blood river, but it gave him a glimmer of hope.

Ruotutu all perception.

Will never sit idly by!

Honglong Zuli has incredible abilities.

otherwise.

How to attract the coveting of the Hunyuan giants in the starting domain.

really!

After years of waiting, there are results.

Xiao Ye's mixed origin blood showed vitality again, and he was still guarding the Honglong Ancestral Tree.

"All clansmen obey orders."

"Regardless of all costs, protect this river of blood!"

Tu Shicang's old voice resounded through Haohai.

"Yes!"

A group of seventh-order Honglongs followed Tu Shi and rushed to the past.

Zong Tong and Di Xiong made a bold move, and once again beat the Golden Blood River to a breakdown.

Facing the rushing Honglong people, Zongtong's blood robe hunted, and his mouth was endless: "Go!"

In a flash.

Thousands of light and rain evolved again, like the most terrifying torrential rain pouring away.

The dragon body was full of cracks in the stone, bear the brunt, and the body instantly shattered.

But he is tenacious.

Shattered Dragon's body burst into radiance, struggling in the light and rain, and rushed to reorganize with difficulty, entangled Zong Tong closely.

Honglong behind Tu Shi was not so lucky.

The two thousand Honglong dragons were wiped out by light rain and fell on the spot.

only.

Such a tragedy didn't scare the remaining Honglong people back. They were not afraid of life and death, and they dragged Zongtong and Dixiong.

"These Honglong dragons actually care about Xiao Ye so much?"

Zong Tong was frightened and angry.

They prevented this golden river of blood from transforming, like stabbing a hornet's nest, making these Honglong people crazy, and creating obstacles for them when they gave their lives.

"Xiao Ye is my benefactor."

"In our minds, he is more important than Honglong Ancestral Tree!"

A young Honglong roared.

In Zhonghai, when Honglong was the enemy of the world, only Xiao Ye stood up to help them get rid of the disaster.

In the Inland Sea, when the Honglong clan was spotted by the Hunyuan-level giants, Xiao Ye also shielded them from wind and rain.

The body of this young Honglong was shattered, with only one dragon head left, and it slammed into Zong Tong's body, causing the opponent's body to sway, backing a few steps.

"A bunch of lunatics!"

"If the old man is still at his peak, he can pinch them to death at will!"

Zong Tong's face was unwilling.

Eroded by the snow collar, the precipitated gray gas is rioting.

Fighting for a long time.

He and Emperor Xiong had cracks in his body, and he was a little bit tired this time.

Yu Guang glanced at the golden river of blood, his hair horrified.

The crumbled river of golden blood is still boiling.

The energy essence released by the fallen Honglong clan members constantly swarmed towards the river of blood, causing its burst of glory to rise rapidly.

As the Honglong ancestral tree rooted in the vast sea vibrated, the golden river of blood condensed, and a vague figure was faintly reflected.

This figure is constantly changing between the dragon shape and the human shape.

Honglong Zuli is still intervening in the air to reproduce Xiao Ye's Hunyuan body.

Huh!

A piece of blue light fell on the sea.

That is the mixed origin blood that is only possessed by the eighth-order beings.

The emperor with the blue face and fangs spent much longer time in the Piaoxue leader than Zongtong.

The erosion was naturally more serious, and he could no longer hold on at this moment. The Honglong who was surrounded by the opportunity broke Hun Yuan's body.

Wow!

I saw the remnant of the Emperor Xiong, rushing to the distance, abandoning Zongtong and fleeing.

"This guy!"

Zong Tong's expression changed suddenly.

In the snow collar, he saw that the situation was not good, and he had abandoned the emperor.

"It's the limit."

"If you continue to fight, the old man will die here!"

The fierce light flickered in Zong Tong's eyes.

These dragons are not afraid of death, but he is afraid.

After finally cultivating to the eighth level, how can you die like this?

Seeing Zong Tong's figure violently, he shook the oncoming dragons, and then broke through.

"Finally repelled!"

The petrified figure turned into a human form, faltering, and its breath fell to the bottom of the valley.

Compared with the erosion of the Piaoxue collar, the trauma suffered by the two big eighth rank powerhouses is terrible, and his origin has dried up.

By Tu Shi's side.

There are also a dragon-shaped life falling.

There are as many as 10,000 Honglong people.

Now there are only about a thousand heads left, this kind of loss is too heavy.

But these Honglongs are somewhat happy.

At least.

They protected the Honglong ancestor tree, and...Xiao Ye!

"You guys, why bother!"

At this moment, a deep and powerful voice suddenly came.

"Xiao...Little friend Xiao Ye?"

Tu Shi turned his head and looked at it as if struck by lightning.

The golden blood river guarding the Honglong ancestral tree had disappeared.

A black-clothed, black-haired, heroic and terrifying young man is standing in the vast sea, who is not Xiao Ye?

Xiao Ye really reappeared!

"Master Xiao Ye!"

After a moment of silence, bursts of exclamation of exclamation resounded.

The dragon-shaped lives are struggling, trying to meet them.

"My Xiao Ye, where is it worth your effort?"

With tears in Xiao Ye's eyes, his body was trembling.

Trapped in the snow collar.

He kept refining high-level resources and wanted to explore the eighth level, which caused his body to collapse.

Perceive Pang Feng and others, fighting with Zongtong and Emperor Xiong.

He pushed the mixed blood with his will, rushed out of the Xianxuan Palace to fight, and was beaten with the mixed blood withered.

Afterwards.

His will sank into the darkness.

Until the moment of awakening, he could see the tragedy of the Honglong people.

In this process.

It was not his wish to devour the Honglong people who died in battle, but an instinct.

At that time, although the mixed blood was rejuvenated, it needed a huge amount of energy to completely recover.

"Master Xiao Ye, without you, my clan has long since disappeared."

Facing Xiao Ye's words, one by one Honglong spoke sincerely.

"You guys heal your wounds first!"

Xiao Ye took a deep breath, suppressed his guilt, and waved his palm.

Suddenly.

More than a thousand Honglong dragons headed by Tu Shi were all rolled up by a gentle force and sent into the nest of the Honglong ancestor tree.

"Tutu, thank you very much."

Staring at the Honglong Ancestral Tree, Xiao Ye said softly.

As his will fell into the darkness, he could hear Tutu's voice calling himself.

He can reappear completely because of Honglong Zuli.

Looking at the whole touch of Haohai.

I am afraid that only the primordial weapon of the Hunyuan can reverse the mortal situation of the death of the blood of the Hunyuan.

The gray gas precipitated by the erosion of the falling snow collar was also transferred to the Honglong ancestor tree.

Facing Xiao Ye's words, Honglong Zushu did not respond.

Let Xiao Ye reappear, let Honglong's ancestral strength be lost, and the colorful brilliance disappeared.

"Next, leave it to me!"

Xiao Ye stuck out his palm.

The Honglong ancestor tree took root in the vast sea, and even Tu Shi and others could not shake it.

At this moment, it turned into a beam of light and rushed directly into Xiao Ye's internal world.

The connection between him and Honglong Ancestral Tree is getting closer.

Xiao Ye turned around and looked in the direction where Zong Tong and Emperor Xiong had fled.

"Can you escape?"

Xiao Ye's eyes were cold, and his figure disappeared in place.