Dozens of times as many flying warships surrounded Chu Tian's fleet from three sides.
Although the opponent's airship battleships were huge in number, Chutian's Xudu Shenzhou had an absolute advantage in size. These airships were like a group of naughty sardines surrounding a group of predatory blue whales, and they did not bring any benefit to the people around Chutian. Any sense of threat.
Seemingly aware of the huge difference in size between the flying boats and battleships, hundreds of figures flew up from a Wanli battleship on the opposite side, and arrived in front of Chu Tian and others in a few flashes. Waves of powerful and oppressive aura rolled over, forcing countless rockslides and metal debris from far and near to tumble and retreat in all directions.
Chu Tian and others were suspended in the air, looking coldly at these people who came with bad intentions.
On the flagship Chu Tian was riding, a large group of figures flew into the air and quickly came to Chu Tian for reinforcements. Six hundred of the most powerful Blood Sea Puppet, thousands of ordinary Blood Sea Puppet, and a large group of dragon demons. They had just escaped from the protective barrier set up by the flagship defense formation, and waves of terrifying aura spread like a tsunami. .
The auras emitted by more than a hundred people on the opposite side only caused the surrounding rocks and metal debris to recede. However, as soon as Chu Tian's group of tyrannical guys appeared, countless rocks were silently shattered into pieces, and countless metal debris was accompanied by harsh sounds. The twisted sound was crushed into various grotesque shapes, and then exploded into fine metal dust.
The hundreds of figures who originally wanted to surround Chu Tian and others were rushed by this aura, and their high-pitched dragon roars were suddenly interrupted, and they kept retreating backwards with pale faces.
Chu Tian smiled.
Among the hundreds of people opposite, there was only one powerful person in the Hedao realm, an old man with a dragon head who retained strong dragon appearance. Among the other hundreds of people, the strongest one was only half-step in the Hedao realm.
As for the old man who deliberately retained the appearance of the dragon clan and held a huge dragon head on his head, he was at most the seventh or eighth level of the Hedao Realm. Any Blood Sea puppet under Chu Tian could easily suppress him.
With such a comparison of strength, Chu Tian couldn't help but sneer: "Everyone, what do you mean by being so aggressive?"
The old man of the dragon clan looked at Chu Tian and his group in horror. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and stared at the large group of blood sea puppets and dragon demon warriors behind Chu Tian for a long time. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something. What, but couldn't say a word.
His eyes were originally full of furious malice, but with the appearance of these tyrannical people under Chu Tian's command, the anger in his heart was suppressed, and even the last little sparks were extinguished by themselves.
The strength Chu Tian had in his hands was too terrifying.
After being silent for a long time, the old man solemnly bowed his hands to Chu Tian. Looking at the eye-catching green lotus mark between Chu Tian's eyebrows, he asked in surprise: "I dare to ask, but the Holy Lord Qinglian is here? I, Ao Mo, He and Elder Aojuan were ordered to lead the tribe to the Chaos Heaven Territory on business to investigate the death of our Dragon Tribe disciples who were attacked and killed in the Chaos Heaven Territory."
Ao Mo opened his mouth, but suddenly found that he could not say the next words.
He just stared blankly at Ao Li's huge corpse suspended in the void. Two rows of fist-sized tears kept pouring out of his eyes, sliding down his huge head. Suddenly, the elder of the Dragon Clan in the Hedao Realm squatted down, holding his head and crying loudly.
Chu Tian was stunned.
Zi Tianzun strode forward, holding Ao Xiu's token of love tightly in his hand, looking at Ao Mo and crying: "Is it Ancestor Ao Mo? I heard Ao Xiu talk about you... I am Zi Tianzun, do you know me?"
After all, Ao Mo was an elder of the Dragon Clan. He wiped away the tears on his face, raised his head, and took a deep look at Zi Tianzun: "Oh, are you that boy Zi Tianzun? Ao Xiu, a kid, rarely has a partner who can talk to him. ... You, Feng Hongye, and a few other little guys are his only friends. Of course, I have heard of you... "
Zi Tianzun's face was also gloomy to the extreme. He twitched his face, pointed at the messy battlefield and said sadly: "What exactly is going on? Ancestor Ao Wei, and Ao Xiu and the others, how long have you been separated from them? ?”
Ao Mo took a deep breath, and then he raised two fingers.
Zi Tianzun said in shock: "Two days? You were only separated from them for two days?"
Ao Jue laughed miserably. He looked at the tragically dead body of Ao Jue, gritted his teeth and said in a vicious voice: "Two hours... Ao Jue and I were only separated for two hours. We each brought half of our men, divided into two groups: left and right. Searching this chaotic sky... We were only separated for two hours. I felt his breath suddenly disappear and hurriedly brought people over, but... "
Ao Mo turned around and looked at the huge fleet behind him.
"I know something happened, and I want to rush over for reinforcements... But there are still so many brats here. If I leave, if they are attacked..." Ao Jie turned around and looked at Zi Tianzun and Chu with a blank expression. Tian and others: "What happened? In the past few years, too many of my dragon clan's descendants have been attacked and killed outside... This time, Ao Wei also..."
As Ao Moo spoke, fist-sized tears spurted out of his eyes again, like two streams gurgling down.
Chu Tian remained silent, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but no inspiration flashed through his mind.
Daluotian is in chaos, and something like this happened in Shengshengtian. Are the masterminds behind the scenes, sisters Youhu Wuyou and Youhu Jieshi? The old girls around them always gave Chu Tian a weird feeling. They always felt that they had the ability to do these things.
Whether it was assassinating the dominating demon giants of Daluotian, or easily killing a dragon elder in the chaotic heaven at the junction of Shengshengtian and Daluotian, and peeling off and dismembering a large group of dragon clansmen. Eight dollars.
Seeing Ao Moo so sad, Chu Tian felt inexplicably that a dark cloud was looming over him.
It was indescribably awkward, and I always felt as if there was a sharp knife pressing against my heart, making me feel uncomfortable all over.
At this moment, a dark golden light shone in the distance, and a "meteor" with a diameter of thousands of miles and made of metal roared all the way, smashing into countless rocks along the way, like a crazy beast, heading straight towards Breaking in here.
Ao Mo quickly stopped crying. He wiped away the tears on his face, straightened his clothes, turned around with a straight face, and looked at the rampaging golden meteor.
"Oh, I knew it was you, Mr. Sa, who is here. Besides you, who else is so arrogant and domineering at such an old age?"
Ao Moqiang laughed a few times, but his laughter was worse than crying.
Among the golden meteors, a voice with a hint of frivolity came: "Ao Mo, it seems that you have suffered heavy losses... Haha, this is... Qinglian Saint Lord, right? Why don't you go and kill the Blood Spirit Lord? , why here?"
After changing his tone, the voice suddenly sneered: "Is it possible that you colluded with the enemy and murdered the Dragon Clan?"