There was a sound of 'Oo la la'.
Below a very deep rift, a layer of light clear light spurted out along the cracks in the rocks.
Stones of different sizes slowly flew up from the rift valley into the sky, and then turned into stone powder silently.
Linghu Qingqing, whose lower body completely disappeared and whose upper body had white bones exposed everywhere, held an immortal heart lamp on his head and flew up from the rift valley with his whole body trembling. His body was shaking violently, and the broken bones in his upper body collided with each other, making a "click" sound.
Linghu Qingqing was surrounded by seventy-six ancestors of the divine realm.
All of them were seriously injured, and most of them were on the verge of death.
This is the only living person left in Qingqiu Divine Kingdom, including Linghu Qingqing, there are only seventy-seven people.
All the ancestors of the Divine Realm, and the other half-step Divine Realms who participated in the war, including Linghu Qingqing's second son Linghu Gu, and the dozens of the most outstanding among Linghu Qingqing's descendants, all died.
Linghu Qingqing smiled miserably.
Two lines of old tears kept flowing down his cheeks.
Including him and the Linghu clan, there are only nine surviving ancestors of the divine realm.
About 90% of the other Qingqiu generals have no hope, and all the ancestors of the gods in the clan have not participated in this battle.
Recalling that before entering the duel battlefield, Qingqiu Divine Kingdom included the hidden strength of each family in the divine realm. There were more than 2,000 ancestors in the divine realm, and more than 60,000 family elites who were half-stepping into the divine realm. , what a prosperous scene this is.
Among those ancestors were Linghu Qingqing's old friends and best friends for many years, and even Gongyang Sanlu's rivals for many years.
But in one battle, everything was gone.
Oh no, ram san consider...
Linghu Qingqing looked at the crowd behind her. Gongyang Sanliu was also mixed in the crowd. What made Linghu Qingqing unhappy was that Gongyang Sanliu only suffered some minor injuries. It was just that an unknown person from the Great Martial God Kingdom was injured on the chest. The ancestor gave it a blow with an axe.
In contrast, Linghu Qingqing's tragic injuries left only half of her body.
No, even more wrong...
There were actually twelve ancestors of the gods standing beside Gongyang Sanlu.
There are still thirteen people among the surviving gods-level ancestors of the Gongyang clan, plus Gongyang Sanlu himself.
As for the Linghu family, only nine people survived.
Among the other major generals, a total of fifty-five ancestors of the divine realm survived.
Linghu Qingqing stared straight at Gongyang Sanxi.
Gongyang Sanxi stared straight at Linghu Qingqing.
In vain, the eight ancestors of the Linghu clan behind Linghu Qingqing shouted in unison, and at the same time, an innate spiritual treasure of the national artifact level appeared beside them. Although in the big explosion just now, the eight spiritual treasures were strongly shocked, and their power was reduced by most of half.
But at this moment, everyone is seriously injured and all their magic power has been almost exhausted. Several national artifact-level spiritual treasures are indeed qualified to dominate everything.
Gongyang Sanli's eyes suddenly changed, and he said solemnly: "Your Majesty, I am loyal to Your Majesty..."
Taking a deep breath, Gongyang Sanli paid homage to Linghu Qingqing: "At this moment, if Your Majesty still doubts my loyalty, it would really make me..."
A sound of "hoo la la" came from a rocky beach dozens of miles away, resolving the embarrassment between Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanli. Figures exuding a arrogant aura stood up with difficulty from the rocks, one, two, three... ten, eleven, twelve...
A total of twenty-seven god-level ancestors from the Great Martial Kingdom struggled out of the rocks.
They were the main force in the decisive battle with Wu Ba just now, and they were closest to Wu Ba, so Wu Ba brazenly self-destructed, and the ones who suffered the heaviest losses were the ancestors of the Great Martial Kingdom.
Of the four thousand ancestors of the Divine Realm of the Great Martial God Kingdom and tens of thousands of elites who were half a step closer to the Divine Realm, only twenty-seven of the seriously wounded survived.
Twenty-seven people just stood up, and then with a 'wow' sound, twelve of them vomited blood at the same time, their bodies swayed, and collapsed to the ground. Only fifteen people could really stand upright with their own strength.
On Linghu Qingqing's side, there are seventy-seven surviving ancestors of the divine realm.
As for the Kingdom of Great Martial Arts, a large number of elders from the martial arts clan, including Wu Ba, died in the battle, and only a dozen elders from the martial arts clan survived, together with a dozen ancestors who were generals and were usually treated as slaves by the Wu clan.
Seventy-seven against twenty-seven.
But these gods-level ancestors of the Great Martial God Kingdom can still continue to pray for the power of Shifang Tu Miejia.
Linghu Qingqing and the others don't have much strength left. Once the ancestors of the Great Martial Kingdom are blessed by Shifang Tu Miejia, the fighting power of both sides will inevitably reverse. The ancestors of the Great Martial Kingdom have a great chance of winning.
"Damn it..." A weak voice came from a deep pit further away.
Wisps of ink sprayed out from the deep pit, and the ink sketched in the air, suddenly turning into a splash-ink landscape painting. I could faintly see figures flickering among the mountains, hills, and clouds in the sky.
The next moment, the scroll collapsed, and nearly a thousand figures fell out of the scroll.
Two hundred and thirty-nine people of the ancestors of the Great Wei Dynasty survived, and one thousand, four hundred and seventy-nine people of the elites of various races who were in the half-step god realm survived.
There is no doubt that Da Wei's overall strength in cultivation far exceeds that of Da Wu and Qing Qiu.
At the moment when Wu Ba self-destructed, these ancestors of the Wei Dynasty joined forces to protect themselves. They mastered formations, talismans, restrictions, and various miscellaneous knowledge. With Ma's painting method as the core, they suddenly opened up a temporary A small world in a picture scroll.
There are more than a thousand people, all hidden in this small world.
Wu Ba's self-destruction almost shattered this small world, but it survived in the end.
The countless rare treasures that made up this small world were burned to death in an instant when they self-destructed. However, this small world protected these powerful people from the Wei Dynasty and survived. Not only that, they also retained considerable power.
There were many injuries among the two hundred and thirty-nine Great Wei Ancestors, but most of them were minor injuries. A small number of them did not even have a single hair injury on their bodies.
It's true... In the fight with Wu Ba just now, the main force was those physical practitioners.
The ancestors of the law cultivators of the Wei Dynasty ran as far as they could. The farther away from the battlefield, the probability of them being injured naturally became smaller.
The Three Kingdoms once again stood in harmony.
In terms of combat power, the Kingdom of Great Martial God has a faint advantage.
In terms of numbers, the Kingdom of Wei had an absolute advantage.
As for Linghu Qingqing and the others, except for a few artifacts that protect the country, they don't see any advantages.
"Qingqing, we are afraid that we are going to die here." Gongyang let out a deep breath: "Thanks to my life, I have had countless thoughts, but now it seems that in this world... thoughts are useless, fists are big , is the king."
Linghu Qingqing scolded angrily: "Stop talking nonsense... hurry up and think of something, my God Emperor has done a good job, and I don't want to die here."
Linghu Qingqing was furious.
Gongyang Sanlu coughed lightly, and he said leisurely: "There is something I still want to tell you... After all, we have been friends and enemies for a lifetime, and the Gongyang family and the Linghu family are also entangled in their grudges. I don’t know how many years... I’ve seen that everyone might die here, and if I don’t say this, I won’t understand it clearly.”
Ancestors from all three sides were busy taking medicine to heal their injuries, and no one spoke for a while.
Linghu Qingqing looked at Gongyang Sanxi impatiently: "If you have something to say, say it quickly... If you have anything to say, let it go!"
Gongyang Sanlu took a deep breath and said quickly: "Yinbao'er is one of my adopted daughters..."
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