Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 335 The frightened Emperor Realm Ancestor

"Blue Dragon Formation, start!"

Seeing Zhao Yun and Cang Xialong preparing to fight, a general of the Qinglong Army shouted quickly.

A burst of blue light flashed, and a blue dragon army soul appeared, hovering over the green dragon army, forming a light curtain.

On the other side, the soldiers of the Cangxia Army had not yet reacted and were watching blankly. Of course, even if they were aware of the danger, they could not avoid it.

In order to highlight the power of Cangxia Ancient Court, Cang Qiyun mobilized the military forces across the country. The strength of these armies was uneven. When they were gathered together, most of them were unable to condense their military souls.

"go to hell!"

In Cang Xialong's angry voice, the fierce sword energy collided with Zhao Yun's gun energy.

boom!

There was a thunderous sound, and the sky with a radius of thousands of miles seemed to collapse. The terrifying aftermath spread from the explosion, sweeping in all directions.

The void was torn apart and the ground was lifted up, like a black hole that wanted to swallow everything. It was very terrifying.

"Run quickly!"

At this moment, the soldiers of Cangxia Ancient Court felt a fatal threat and turned around to run away. They were in a chaotic mess.

But their speed, how fast is the spread of the aftermath?

Soon, the soldiers of Cangxia Guting were involved in the aftermath, and they exploded into a mist of blood without even letting out a scream, leaving nothing behind.

Only a few clever generals gathered their troops together and formed a formation, which was like a candle in the wind, barely holding on.

On the other hand, the Qinglong Army, under the protection of the formation, stood firm against the wind despite the raging aftermath.

The aftermath lasted for a quarter of an hour before gradually weakening. The grasslands with a radius of hundreds of miles were all turned into scorched earth, and the vertical and horizontal ravines were like scars on the earth, extremely ferocious.

"Ahem~"

Cang Qiyun was lying on the ground. The royal robe on his body became tattered and his back was exposed. He coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood and then slowly raised his head.

What he saw shocked him!

Seeing the sky, the battle was over. Zhao Yun took out a spear with his right hand and pierced Cang Xialong's heart. Blood flowed slowly along the tip of the spear.

The founder of the country, whom he regarded as his hope, turned pale and struggled feebly. His breathing became weaker and weaker until it completely disappeared.

Another emperor-level warrior has fallen!

"It's over, it was me who killed our ancestors and thousands of other men!"

Cang Qiyun collapsed to the ground, regretful to the extreme. If he could turn back time, he would surrender and avoid this disaster.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world. If you make the wrong choice, you will have to pay the price.

And the price he paid was the death of his ancestor, the burial of tens of millions of troops, and his own life.

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Zhao Yun raised Cang Xialong's body and shouted coldly.

There were less than a million surviving Cangxia Guting soldiers. They got up from the dirt, knelt on the ground in shock, and chose to surrender.

"I surrender too, don't kill me!"

Cang Qiyun's eyes lit up, as if he saw hope of life, and he shouted quickly.

Although he killed his ancestor and thousands of soldiers, he still wanted to live.

He staggered to his knees on the ground, without the backbone of an emperor, and did not notice at all that several figures stepped forward with weapons in their hands and murderous looks on their faces.

"Hunjun. You don't deserve to live!"

One of them said coldly, piercing the sword into Cang Qiyun's body, and blood spattered and fell on his face.

"Zheng Shiju, how dare you kill the king?"

Cang Qiyun turned his head with difficulty, and when he saw a familiar face, he first showed an expression of disbelief, and then asked angrily.

What responded to him were a few sharp weapons and a few vicious voices.

"Hunjun, go to hell!"

"You have killed millions of brothers, how can you still live with dignity in this world?"

"It's all because of your decision to let my brother die a useless death. Go down and atone for your sins."

After a while, Cang Qiyun was chopped into meat paste and mixed with the mud underneath him. Only the blood-stained remains of the royal robe showed that a king died tragically.

The soldiers around him saw the general killing Cang Qiyun without any sympathy, and some even wanted to applaud him.

As soldiers, they have the responsibility to protect their home and country, and they can tolerate sacrifice, but they will never allow death due to the incompetence of the king.

"Another emperor has fallen!"

From the ancient sect closest to Cangxia Ancient Court, an old man stood on the top of the mountain, witnessing the whole process of the battlefield, and was horrified.

He saw Zhao Yun killing the Cangxia Dragon like a chicken.

"No, I want to surrender. If the descendants dare to persuade me to fight, I will clean up the family!"

The old man said in a deep voice without any intention of fighting.

As soon as he finished speaking, another voice came from the foot of the mountain: "The descendants ask the ancestors to go out to fight and kill the invading enemies!"

At the foot of the mountain, Lin Yilang, the leader of the Wolf Warrior Sect, led a dozen elders and knelt on the ground and shouted.

Lin Yilang looked at the top of the mountain excitedly, looking forward to the arrival of his ancestor.

"Unworthy descendants!"

The old man's face darkened, and without thinking, he slapped it away with his palm.

"It's coming! It's coming! The ancestor is coming!"

Lin Yilang looked at the palm prints and did not notice the danger at all. He thought it was the ancestor coming, and his expression was extremely excited.

The next breath, he was slapped to the ground by the palm print, and exploded into a ball of blood mist. Before dying, he was still extremely confused, did the ancestor kill the wrong person?

I am your most filial descendant!

The surrounding elders were also confused. Isn't the relationship between the sect master and the ancestor very good?

"You are an unfilial descendant and you still want me to die?"

The old man walked down from the mountain, spat into the pit, and said in a cold voice with disgust on his face: "Here's the order, the Wolf Warrior Sect surrenders. Anyone who dares to say anything like resistance is an enemy of our ancestors!"

Many elders were filled with astonishment. They looked at the dead sect leader and said quickly: "Yes, we want to surrender. We are here to ask our ancestors to surrender!"

Faced with a master who wanted to kill their own offspring, they wisely chose to obey.

That day, the old man led the sect's senior officials to destroy the surrounding Dao realm, found the Qin army, and surrendered voluntarily.

This Qin army was the Beiwei army led by Yue Fei. Seeing the surrender of the top brass of the Wolf Warrior Sect, they were all speechless. If I remember correctly, the Wolf Warrior Sect was separated by four realms from here!

I have seen people surrender, but I have never seen people who destroyed several Dao realms and traveled thousands of miles to surrender.

How much do you want to surrender!

"General, I really want to surrender, please agree quickly!"

Seeing that Yue Fei was silent, the ancestor of the Wolf Warrior Sect held the sect token and urged him quickly.

"Okay, I will accept your surrender!"

Yue Fei said as he was about to turn over and dismount. The ancestor of the War Wolf Sect hurriedly stepped forward to help Yue Fei, with a flattering look on his face.

Ever since, Yue Fei had a magical day.

When he wanted to drink water, the ancestor of the Wolf Warrior Sect would pour him water. When he wanted to eat, the ancestor of the Warrior Wolf Sect would instruct the sect warriors to cook. Even when he was resting at night, the senior officials of the Wolf Warrior Sect were the first to set up tents.

"Is he really the ancestor of the Emperor Realm?"

Sitting on the stone, Yue Fei looked at the busy ancestor of the Wolf Warrior Sect and fell into confusion.

(End of chapter)