The fierce generals of Qin State rushed out of the sky one after another!
"Your Majesty!" Bai Qi was the first to fly behind Ying Sihai.
"Your Majesty!" Wang Jian, Meng Tian and others also flew over.
Ying Sihai still stared at the battlefield.
"Your Majesty, I am going to join the battle!" Wang Jian suddenly said with red eyes.
Ying Sihai waved his hand and stopped everyone.
All the Qin soldiers stopped immediately.
Ying Sihai did not explain, and no one asked, but Ying Sihai refused to interfere, but no one dared to act arrogantly.
In the distance, the battle became more intense.
"Is that Zhuangzi? None of the ancient food tribes he killed was resurrected?" Wang Jian asked in surprise.
As Wang Xiong's cultivation level gets higher and higher, his ability to use the power of the great avenue becomes stronger and stronger.
Not long after, the awe-inspiring righteousness and moral blackness enveloped the entire Saha world, like a deep quagmire, dragging down countless ancient food tribes. Suddenly, the ancient food tribes were dealt a devastating blow.
Explode, Explode, Explode!
One after another exploded, and then blood and energy poured into Wang Xiong's body.
Not far away, Sakyamuni Buddha clasped his hands together, but there was a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.
Because the blood light emitting from Wang Xiong's body was actually the same as the blood light emitted by the leader of the ancient food tribe in the distance.
"Wang Xiong? Your blood-sucking ability is really weird!" Su Dingfang said in surprise.
"Mr. Divine Power!" Sun Bin said in surprise.
Regardless of everyone's attitude, only half of the thousand ancient food tribes were left in the blink of an eye.
"The ancient food tribe, the eighteenth level? Why, why doesn't the strength decrease much after each self-destruction and recovery?" Bai Qi exclaimed in surprise.
In the distance, Amitabha also fired his fire energy. Each time, he was able to beat the leader of the ancient food tribe to pieces. However, the leader of the ancient food tribe recovered after self-destruction every time.
"Hahahaha, so capable, so capable, but what's the use? Every time I'm reborn, it's all over again! What can you do to me?" the leader of the ancient food tribe laughed.
"Boom!" The leader of the ancient food tribe exploded again.
"Thousand hands!" On Amitabha's back, the Dharma image reappeared, and at the same time, thousands of arms stretched out.
Each Dharma-like arm suddenly grabbed the fragment of an ancient food clan leader, preventing it from recovering. The void suddenly trembled. A bunch of fragments are struggling in the thousands of palms of Amitabha Buddha's Dharma.
"I have been fighting with you until now, just because I want to see how unique your ancient food tribe is? Nothing more than that!" Amitabha said coldly.
"Really?" The fragments made a strange sound.
I saw that all the fragments suddenly disappeared.
"Space magic power?" Amitabha's eyes widened.
But all the fragments teleported at the same time and disappeared into the palm of Amitabha. At the same time, in another place, it suddenly condensed and was reborn again.
In the distance, Wang Jian and Bai Qijin all took a breath of cold air.
"This, how can we fight this? The fragments can distort space and jump to another place in space to reunite?" Wang Jian asked in surprise.
"This can't be killed at all!" Bai Qiye said with an ugly expression.
Amitabha also looked coldly at the leader of the ancient food tribe.
"Hahahaha, don't you understand? It's been ten centuries. Every time we devour the creatures of one century, we will master some of their magical powers! For example, the explosive magical powers just now, such as the space magical powers just now! They are all from the universe of previous centuries. All living things! We have gained their lives and everything they have!" The leader of the ancient food tribe laughed.
"The supernatural powers of the creatures in the tenth century universe?" Amitabha said with a gloomy expression.
"That's right, you still want to resist our ancient food tribe? Dream on! What you are facing now is not just an ancient food tribe, but also the abilities of the eleventh-century cosmic creatures, with the accumulation of the newborn first-century creatures. , against the accumulation of creatures in the eleventh century? Hahaha, you can't stop us at all, my food, hahaha!" The leader of the ancient food tribe laughed.
As he spoke, the leader of the ancient food tribe rushed towards Amitabha again.
Amitabha punched him again.
"Self-destruct!" The leader of the ancient food clan laughed.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
The big explosion once again shattered the universe and caused a lot of scars all over Amitabha's body.
However, Amitabha didn't care at all and clasped his hands together: "Time!"
"Buzz!"
In that void, everything suddenly stopped. All the fragments exploded by the leader of the ancient food tribe were frozen in the void, motionless.
"This is...!" Wang Jian said in surprise.
"Time stops! Is this the magic power of time?" Bai Qi said in surprise.
Ying Sihai frowned and said, "It's been a while, but I don't know how long this Amitabha can last!"
Sure enough, time stopped, and the leader of the ancient food tribe never recovered. This magical power stopped time, so that the leader of the ancient food tribe within had no time to think, and could only be imprisoned in that void.
"Boom!"
On the other side, as Wang Xiong became stronger and stronger, a thousand ancient food tribes were quickly killed and eliminated by big explosions.
For a moment, Wang Xiong's whole body exuded tremendous power, and the blood light covering his body became more and more intense.
Power, a thousand seventeen-level ancient food clan power, all gathered in Wang Xiong's body. Of course, most of them are sealed in the bloody dream world.
A group of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats are working hard to seal a thousand eggs of the ancient food tribe.
"Brother!" Wang Xiong arrived at Amitabha in an instant.
"Teacher!" Sakyamuni Buddha also came closer.
Amitabha turned his head and saw Wang Xiong, with a long-lost smile on his face.
"Taiyi, you have done well over the years!" Amitabha said with a smile.
"Brother, do you know everything?" Wang Xiong suddenly said embarrassedly.
"Come here, kill these eighteenth-level ancient food clansmen and receive their power!" Amitabha solemnly said.
"Yeah!" Wang Xiong nodded.
Amitabha relaxed his spiritual power slightly.
The void time was twisting again. Wang Xiong suddenly waved his hand and slashed at the fragment of the leader of the ancient food tribe with a palm knife.
"boom!"
As several fragments exploded, all the fragments quickly shriveled up, and blood and strength surged towards Wang Xiong's eyebrows.
The magical power of time was revoked, and the commander of the ancient food clan was able to recover. However, during the recovery, his whole body's strength and blood were withered, and he let out a series of screams.
"No, my power, no one can take away my things, they are all mine!" the ancient food tribe commander roared.
Wang Xiong's face darkened: "This time, the absorption is much slower! It seems that I can't breathe anymore!"
Just now, the blood-sucking magical power that was invincible against the seventeenth-level ancient food tribe suddenly slowed down at this moment.
"Of course, the commander of the ancient food tribe is a higher-level ancient food tribe, but he wants to struggle and dream!" Amitabha said coldly.
As he spoke, Amitabha appeared next to the leader of the ancient food tribe who was about to recover and punched him.
"boom!"
The leader of the Ancient Food Clan, who had not had time to recover, was scattered again in an instant, and Wang Xiong desperately absorbed his power and blood.
"No, it's impossible. This is the magical power of my ancient food tribe. Who are you? Who are you?" The leader of the ancient food tribe yelled.
In the distance, Ying Sihai and others also surrounded him.
At this moment, without anyone else's intervention, Amitabha and Wang Xiong were able to deal with the leader of the ancient food tribe.
As the power continued to be absorbed, the leader became weaker and weaker, and the horns on his head also degenerated and disappeared. The blood was drained from his body, shriveled up, and his eyes showed unwillingness.
All the strength in his body was finally sucked clean by Wang Xiong under Amitabha's repeated heavy blows.
However, the leader did not turn into an egg body. Instead, he was as weak as a human stem and shrunk to the size of an ordinary person. This moment of weakness prevented him from exerting any power, nor could he use any of his magical powers.
"Who are you? Who are you? The bloody aura on your body is the aura of the ancient eternal prince. How come you have it?" The leader of the ancient food tribe pointed at Wang Xiong weakly and exclaimed.
"The aura of Prince Gu Yongheng?" Everyone raised their eyebrows and looked at Wang Xiong together.
"The Immortal Clan used to be ruled by a man named Gu Yongheng. He was the former Immortal King until Pangu rose up. Pangu defeated Gu Yongheng and became the new King of the Immortal Clan. From then on Knowing that Gu Yongheng was an ancient food clan, his purpose of ruling the immortal clan was to herd the cosmic creatures of this era for the ancient food clan. Pangu suppressed them and understood the truth about the ancient food clan, so he did not hesitate to give up the throne of the immortal clan. Traveling hundreds of millions of miles away, we came to this remote place to create a new world!" Ying Sihai explained.
"The king of the immortal tribe that Pangu suppressed back then was Gu Yongheng? The prince of the immortal tribe?" Wang Xiong said solemnly.
"The Blood Spirit Pearl should be something that Pangu extracted from Gu Yongheng's body! It contains some of Gu Yongheng's abilities!" Ying Sihai nodded.
"So, Prince Gu Yong's Blood Spirit Pill is in your hands?" The leader of the Ancient Food Clan asked in surprise.
"Do you call it Blood Spirit Pill? We call it Blood Spirit Pearl! No wonder you are so bloodthirsty!" Wang Xiong narrowed his eyes and looked at the leader of the ancient food tribe.
"Hmph, a group of foodies dare to insult my ancient food tribe? I have allowed you to dominate for so many years. It's time for you to know what it's like to make food!" The leader of the ancient food tribe said ferociously.
"Hmph, you are already a prisoner, so what qualifications do you have to criticize us?" Su Dingfang covered his wound and sneered.
"Ignorance, do you think I am the strongest person in the Ancient Food Clan? Ha, hahaha...!" The leader of the Ancient Food Clan sneered.
"Wait, you, you are not the prince of the Ancient Food Tribe?" Wang Xiong suddenly glared.
Gui Guzi said that this second batch of ancient food clan troops will be accompanied by princes. But the leader of the eighteenth level ancient food clan is not a prince
"Prince? No, I'm just a general. What qualifications do I have to be called a prince? If I were a prince, your Blood Spirit Pill would not be able to absorb my power at all. Only if the Blood Spirit Pill's level exceeds mine, can you reluctantly My blood and strength are taken away, otherwise, what ability do you have to absorb my power? I am just a vanguard general, and the prince's army follows closely behind, one day or two days? It will be there soon, hahahahaha!" That ancient food clan The leader said ferociously.
Amitabha's face also darkened, and he touched the forehead of the leader of the ancient food clan.
"Buzz!"
The leader couldn't move for an instant, and above his head, a picture was drawn by Amitabha.
In the picture, a thousand huge star fragments were slowly flying in one direction.
On each star fragment, there are about a thousand ancient food tribes standing. But the leader in front of him, with a thousand ancient food tribes, only occupied one star fragment.
"This, this is just a squad of the Ancient Food Clan's army? A squad of a thousand people?" Wang Jian took a breath.
The arrangement of the star fragments is the military formation where Wang Jian led the troops to fight.
The leader of the ancient food tribe in front of him is leading a thousand seventeenth-level ancient food tribe. Is it just a small team
And there are a thousand such small teams
In other words, this time the ancient food clan army has one million troops? Seventeen layers each
Among them, there are a thousand generals of the 18th level
In the picture, there is also a complete star, and above the star, there is a huge palace.
"Then the one in the palace is the prince?" Meng Tian took a breath of cold air.
"How is this possible? This little general is already eighteen levels! What kind of strength does the prince have?" Bai Qi asked in surprise.
"Nineteenth level!" Ying Sihai said in a deep voice.
"What?" Everyone looked at Ying Sihai in surprise.
Pangu was only nineteen levels! Could it be that what we are going to face next is the Pangu-level prince of the ancient food clan
"An ancient food clan without the 19th level is not qualified to be called a prince! The Prince of Ancient Eternity is the 19th level! And Pangu was also at the 19th level back then! Pangu was the peak of the 19th level! He was a step ahead of that Ancient Eternal Life. Kill them, suppress them, and peel off their blood spirit beads! However, Pangu also realized the horror of the ancient food tribe, and had to create a new world and incarnate as all living beings in the world!" Ying Sihai explained.
"Prince? Nineteenth level?" Wang Xiong's eyelids twitched wildly.
At this moment, Wang Xiong seemed to understand Gui Guzi's original fear.
Another prince of the ancient food clan is here, leading an army of millions! How to block
In this million-strong army, there are 1,180 strong men, and one million 17-level strong men. How to block
What's more important is that they also have the accumulation of supernatural powers from the creatures of the previous eleventh century! How to block
For a moment, everyone felt suffocated.
"Brother, can you withstand it?" Wang Xiong looked at Amitabha.
Amitabha frowned deeply. You know, if you deal with a young general, Amitabha will be injured all over your body. How about a thousand more? Can you withstand it
Also, the mysterious and powerful prince is coming!
"I don't know!" Amitabha looked complicated.
"This time, I will take the lead!" Ying Sihai suddenly said.
"Ying Sihai?" Amitabha looked at Ying Sihai.
"No, in this life, my name is Ying Zheng! Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng who rules the world! I enjoy the power of the world and guard the gate of heaven and earth. I am the emperor and will never back down!" Ying Sihai said with a gloomy expression.
"Your Majesty!" Bai Qi said anxiously.
Bai Qi knew that because of Fusu's incident not long ago, Ying Sihai woke up early, so that the critical moment of breakthrough was interrupted. Missed the opportunity, can you resist the ancient food clan army at this time