Godly Dragon Guard

In an instant, nearly two hundred disciples of the Seventh Holy Palace were killed on the spot, burned to ashes by the endless bloody corpse fire, and their bodies collapsed.

While the black-robed old man was controlling ten Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses to release Heavenly Corpse Poison Arrows, he held a blood-colored treasure bottle in his right hand and injected a large amount of chaotic spiritual power into the bottle.

The mouth of the vase released an extremely powerful blood glow. The blood glow seemed to contain some irresistible attraction. For a moment, the souls of all the dead disciples of the Seven Sacred Palaces seemed to be drawn and poured into the blood-colored vase.

"ah!"

"I don't want to die yet!"

"Young Master, save me!"

The souls of the disciples of the Seven Holy Palaces let out screams like ghosts crying and wolves howling. Although they struggled hard, they were still sucked into the treasure bottle.

"No!!!"

Yuan Fei was shocked and roared hysterically.

If he had known that Wu Zang was such a powerful spy, he should not have asked the elder of the sect to participate in the arrest.

The matter starts a few days ago. The sect of the Seven Saints Palace has been severely depleted of resources recently. The palace owner Yuan Tianzong suspected that there were spies in the sect diverting resources, so he sent his son Yuan Fei to investigate the matter.

As a result, it was found that Wu Zang, the general manager of the Internal Affairs Hall, was the one who obstructed the situation and secretly withheld the sect's resources and sent them to the Liusha River north of Meishan.

The Liusha River borders Meishan. The largest cultivation force there, the "Liusha Sect", has had a deep hatred for the Seven Sacred Palaces since ancient times. Two million years ago, a war broke out between the two sides, called the "Battle of the Liusha River." This battle is famous Far and wide, the monks in Meishan are well known.

In the Battle of Liusha River in the past, the Seven Sacred Palaces won a complete victory. The disciples even went as far as the Liusha Sect's lair, burning, killing and plundering a large amount of resources.

Thirty years in the east of the river and thirty years in the west of the river. Unexpectedly, two million years later, the Seven Sacred Palace, which seemed to be at its peak, had weakened. The Liusha Sect, which had kept a low profile for many years, gradually emerged and became the biggest hidden danger to the Seven Sacred Palace.

Liushamen planted many spies as early as a million years ago, and Wu Zang was one of them. He pretended to join the Seven Saints Palace and got into the position of head of the Internal Affairs Hall. I just want to wait until the time is right to transfer the cultivation resources of the Seven Sacred Palaces.

After Wuzang was found to have a problem, the palace owner Yuan Tianzong was furious. Yuan Fei took the initiative to ask his father for orders to capture the traitor.

I thought I was sure of it, but unexpectedly, the other party actually raised ten terrifying Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses, killing the Seven Saint Palace monks by surprise.

Yuan Fei could have asked for help in time, but he didn't want to miss out on the credit and ended up in his current situation.

After Uzang's blow, the surrounding area was covered by a sea of ​​fire formed by corpse fire.

Most of the Seven Sacred Palace monks died, and only about thirty people out of the originally more than three hundred Seven Sacred Palace monks died.

"ah!!!"

The fleshy bodies of many human immortal monks were stabbed by the poisonous arrows of the heavenly corpse, and were contaminated with a large amount of corpse fire. Their fleshy bodies burned and fester rapidly, and screams came from their mouths.

"Yuan Fei, we are no match for Uzang, run away quickly!"

Bai Weiwei tried her best to resist the raging zombie fire poisonous arrows, and quickly stepped forward to grab Yuan Fei's arm, trying to ask him to escape together.

"No! It's not my style to run away from a battle. Uzang just spent a lot of his life energy to release his magical power. He must be weak at the moment. Let's attack quickly!"

Yuan Fei threw away Bai Weiwei's slender hand, and was extremely angry. He turned over his hand and offered a bloody halberd, and wanted to attack Uzang.

"Yuan Fei, you arrogant fool, if you want to die, just die by yourself, I won't accompany you!"

Bai Weiwei was so angry that her life was at stake, yet Yuan Fei didn't have any brains. No wonder the sect master was so disappointed in him and wanted to recruit new disciples.

If she had known that Uzang was so powerful, she shouldn't have joined this arrest on a whim.

"All the elite disciples of the Seven Sacred Palaces listen to the order, don't be reluctant to fight, and run for their lives!" Bai Weiwei shouted loudly to the surviving monks of the Seven Sacred Palaces.

As soon as the words fell, the surviving human immortal monks showed expressions of relief and fled the battlefield like arrows from a string.

"How dare you run away from the battlefield? Come back to me, young master!"

Yuan Fei was so angry that his orifices were filled with smoke, and he let out a crazy roar.

Bai Weiwei didn't bother to pay attention to Yuan Fei's call. Her whole body turned into a white light and quickly left the battlefield.

"Want to run? It's not that easy!"

Wu Zang laughed ferociously and released the ten spiritual chains in his hands.

"Ouch!!!"

The ten Drought Demon Celestial Corpses were completely free of restraints, roaring with excitement and violence, and like mad dogs, they chased the Seven Saint Palace monks who fled the battlefield.

The Drought Demon Sky Corpse escaped extremely fast, catching up with the fleeing Seven Saint Palace monks in just a few breaths, waving the giant ax in his hand, and launched an attack.

The Seven Holy Palace monks who escaped had lost their will to fight. They were chased by the Drought Demon Sky Corpse. They were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split. They were almost unable to parry, and were hit by the giant ax in the hands of the Drought Demon Sky Corpse.

For a moment, horrifying screams came from all directions.

These golden-haired zombies were like bloodthirsty beasts, opening their bloody mouths and devouring the injured Seventh Holy Palace monk. The scene was horrific to watch.

In less than half a minute, the fleeing Seventh Holy Palace monk was almost dead.

"Hateful, hateful, hateful!"

Yuan Fei's eyes were bloodshot, he raised his blood halberd alone to parry the attacks of three Drought Demon Sky Corpses, and soon fell into a disadvantage.

"Pfft" came a muffled sound. Yuan Fei's abdomen was struck by the giant ax of Drought Demon Sky Corpse, and the corpse poison invaded his body.

Yuan Fei's body was paralyzed and he fell to his knees for a moment.

Three Drought Demon Sky Corpses flew forward.

"This kid is still useful, let's keep him alive!"

Wu Zang gave an order, and those Drought-Destroy Sky Corpses suddenly stopped like hungry tigers pouncing on food.

Yuan Fei is the son of the Palace Master of the Seven Saints Palace. If he is spared his life, he can also be used as a hostage to help him escape.

"you……"

Yuan Fei was poisoned by corpse poison and stared at Uzang angrily, his consciousness somewhat unclear.

"Ignorant child, you are more disabled than your worthless father. Just be my hostage." Wu Zang sneered and shot a half-inch long black arrow from his palm, which penetrated into Yuan Fei's eyebrows. .

"ah!!!"

Yuan Fei let out a heartbreaking scream and fainted.

The scene was in a mess. Almost all the monks from the Seven Holy Palaces were dead, leaving only Bai Weiwei to escape alone.

Although her strength is not as good as other descendants of the Seven Saints, her escape speed is extremely fast and she can avoid several attacks without any danger.

The situation at the moment was very bad. Bai Weiwei was being chased by seven Drought Demon Sky Zombies. These golden-haired zombies kept spitting out blood-colored fireballs from their mouths, hitting Bai Weiwei's head like meteorites.

"Damn it!"

Bai Weiwei dodged without haste and quickly raised a precious umbrella shaped like white jade.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There was an earth-shaking muffled sound, the umbrella jacket was twisted and deformed by the exploding fireball, and a large amount of bloody corpse fire flew everywhere.

"Crack, click, click!"

After only being supported for a moment, the white jade umbrella cracked with several cracks and was in danger.

"Oops!"

Seeing that death was beckoning to her, Bai Weiwei's pretty face turned pale, and she lost all hope.

"Roar!!!"

At this critical moment, a majestic dragon roar filled the sky and the earth!

Suddenly, a huge black thunder dragon flew from a distance. The thunder dragon opened its teeth and claws, and with the power of violent thunder and billowing cold light, it crashed into the seven Drought Demon Sky Corpses.