The Three Worlds

"Ah..."

Wanling Buddha sighed in his heart.

No matter how brilliant a person is, he will appear particularly insignificant in front of the war of races.

Moreover, this time, the enemy that the dragon race has to face is Emperor Qian, one of the nine supreme ones in their Abyss Royal Court.

It is an honor for the Yanyu Patriarch to die in the hands of Emperor Qian.

After all, no matter how famous this ancestor is, he is still much inferior to Emperor Qian.

The dragon camp cried out in grief.

The sea was turbulent, and the sun and moon gods fell.

The ancient real dragons fell one by one, which was horrible to watch.

Xianguan gritted his teeth and killed again: "Emperor Qian——"

He roared, and the roar shook the entire Broken Soul Abyss.

However, at this time, Emperor Qian glanced at him expressionlessly: "Don't worry, the next one is your immortal clan."

Xian Guan's face was gloomy, and he was threatened. At this moment, his eyes were extremely gloomy. He glanced at Emperor Qian, and then at Shen Buxu and Haitang Zhenjun.

However, at this time, Shen Buxu and Haitang Zhenjun both shook their heads at him.

Including the other two leaders of his immortal clan, Taiyi and Zhenchu, they were also shaking their heads, obviously telling Xian Guan not to take the initiative to provoke Emperor Qian.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Xian Guan couldn't help but feel a touch of sadness in his heart.

Have you given up?

Do you really want to give up the dragon clan?

At this moment, deep in the dragon clan camp, a blood-colored dragon mountain broke apart, and an old dragon with scars all over his body rushed out, with a face full of despair:

"Why do you choose to stand by and watch?"

Boom!

His body only rushed halfway and stopped in the void.

Because, at this time, a big hand fell across the sky, tearing the old dragon's body into five pieces on the spot.

And the most precious blood dragon ball was taken away by this big hand.

Soon, this big hand retracted, and wherever it passed, any dragons that blocked it were killed by this blow, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

All of this was so horrible.

In the land of Jiuzhou, frost and ice fell, and everyone thought it was the end of the world.

But now, until they saw the dragon's position broken, one giant dragon after another died, and blood rain poured, everyone realized that this was the real end of the world.

Qianhuang turned his hand, and suddenly a colorful bead appeared in his palm. He took a look and crushed it directly.

Swish!

In an instant, a large amount of blood-colored rays of light exploded, and when they fell, they turned into supreme blood and merged into Qianhuang.

Soon, after absorbing this magnificent blood, every soldier of the Emperor Qian's army burst into a great momentum, his strength improved by leaps and bounds, his aura became stronger, and he became more and more brave in killing the enemy.

The dragon clan was completely defeated.

From the stubborn resistance at the beginning to now, it was almost a one-sided massacre.

However, the camp of the Ten Thousand Clans, led by the Immortal Clan, chose to remain silent and watch at this moment, which made many clans in the alliance feel sad and desperate.

An hour later, the war ended.

Emperor Qian completely slaughtered the dragon clan, beheaded hundreds of real dragons, killed more than ten thousand giant dragons, and took away countless dragon corpses and dragon balls.

He could not use these things, but his Emperor Qian's army could use them.

After this battle, the momentum of the Abyss Army soared, while the momentum of the Ten Thousand Clans was extremely low.

Emperor Qian did not continue to attack the Ten Thousand Races. Instead, he looted all the treasures of the Dragon Race and led his army to withdraw from the Ten Thousand Races Castle area and rested directly in the Soul-Breaking Abyss.

This scene was somewhat unexpected.

Because, in the eyes of many people, this time, Emperor Qian’s army was so powerful, they should have destroyed the Immortal Race’s base camp in one go.

However, Emperor Qian’s view was different from many people.

Others only saw Emperor Qian’s army’s great victory, but they had no idea that all these victories were won by him.

If his pace of advancement was blocked, Emperor Qian’s army would inevitably suffer a heavy blow, and now, if he attacked the Immortal Race by force, he might not be able to penetrate the entire Immortal Race.

For some reason, whenever he was about to approach the Immortal Race Castle, a strong sense of crisis would emerge in his heart. It was obvious that there must be a foundation in the Immortal Race that could threaten his safety.

So, he couldn’t be impatient and had to wait a little longer.

He believed that fighting the dragon clan today was a good signal. After seeing this, the other half-emperors would definitely make some arrangements.

If they also set their sights on the treasure in the Soul-Breaking Abyss, they would definitely have a backup plan. It is impossible for them to watch him killing people in the Soul-Breaking Abyss without doing anything.

Because no one knows what the properties of this treasure are. What if, while he is killing people, this treasure falls into his hands!

The other half-emperors must have such concerns in their hearts, so they will not be able to hold back. Even if they cannot kill the enemy in person, they will send their confidants to come.

At that time, if he can use it well, wouldn’t he have a few more masters to drive.

Emperor Qian retreated.

Xianguan breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was more angry and painful.

Today, they actually watched the dragon clan perish without doing anything. This feeling of powerlessness and despair has not appeared for many years.

He clenched his fists, and was furious: "There won't be a next time."

The Immortal King watched the Emperor Qian's army set up camp at the gate of the Ten Thousand Races Castle, and was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

At this moment, Shen Buxu and True Lord Haitang also appeared near him: "Let's discuss it!"

At this moment, the two of them had no more thoughts of plotting against the Immortal Clan.

When the country is peaceful and the people are safe, they naturally think about how to plot against each other and weaken each other's strength. However, when the real enemy is in front of them, they are more thinking about how to join forces to kill the invading enemy.

At this time, if they don't unite, I'm afraid, they will really be eradicated one by one by the old dog Qian Huang.

Immortal Guan's expression grew colder, he glanced at Shen Buxu and True Lord Haitang, and snorted heavily: "This time, twenty kings of heaven were killed in our immortal clan's battle."

Yes!

The entire army of the Heavenly King was wiped out.

The Immortal Clan sent a total of twenty heavenly kings to participate in the battle. Now, these heavenly kings who participated in the battle will never come back.

Their bones will remain on the battlefield forever.

Shen Buxu also looked ugly for a while, and said: "Ten god kings of our god clan also died!"

True Lord Haitang shook his head and said in a solemn voice: "My demon clan, ten demon kings died at the hands of Emperor Qianhuang."

The people on the Nether Clan side did not speak.

But the meaning is also obvious, all the Hades they sent out are also dead.

When Xian Guan saw the expressions of these three people, his expression became even more gloomy.

Why?

Why is it that the number of dead immortal kings in his immortal clan is twice that of his three clans of gods, demons, and underworld?

"Hmph... you three tribes must give me an explanation for today's matter!"

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