The Sky Sea Fleet is sailing forward at a speed a thousand times the speed of light, and just three trillion miles away from them, under a million feet of deep sea, there are two terrible legions confronting each other. Neither legion has a large number of people. One is only in the millions, and the other is only 300,000, but the strength is terrible, no one is under the Sky Navy regiment, or even more than a lot.
"Damn it, it's the ninth Black Dragon General Ao Feng and the Black Dragon Guard of the 18 Black Dragon Generals under the command of the Great Black Dragon. "The white-haired woman, the third princess of the White Dragon Empire, Ao Ling'er looked at the horror coming from the waves ahead. The face of the dragon general suddenly changed. The eighteen black dragon generals are the eighteen peerless powerhouses second only to the black dragon emperor in the black dragon family of the black dragon empire. They are the confidant and beloved generals of the black dragon emperor. Peerless and powerful, it is said that the first black dragon general Ao Guang has already entered the realm of the eight-star great sage, and the ninth black dragon general Ao Feng, although he can only be regarded as a middle-rank among the eighteen black dragon generals, he is also very serious. Seven-star mid-term quasi-sage, and the black dragon guard is a direct guard of the royal family of black dragons, with a number of 20 million, commanded by 18 black dragon generals, of which the strongest first and second black dragon generals command two million black dragons respectively. In addition to the guards, the remaining sixteen black dragon generals are commanders of the millions of black dragon guards.
This Black Dragon Guard can be called the most elite army of the Black Dragon Empire. Its soldiers are not the strongest of the Royal Black Dragon clan, but the elite of the Royal Black Dragon clan. The most common soldier is a half-step quasi-sage. A hundred captain is the real The quasi-sage powerhouse, a ten thousand chief, even if it is not a four-star quasi-sage, it is also a half-step four-star quasi-sage. Each black dragon will sit under ten chiefs, all six-star quasi-sages.
Of course, if only the black dragon general Ao Feng and the Million Black Dragon Guards, Ao Ling'er would not be afraid of them. The White Dragon Guards of their White Dragon Empire are no less inferior to the Black Dragon Guards' trump card regiment, and she The three hundred thousand white dragon guards around him are even more elite among the elite. Among them, the quasi-sage alone is almost 30,000. The seven-star quasi-sage also has three people, and each of them is not weaker than this Ao Feng. It is even worse. It is not difficult to solve this Ao Feng and the 100,000 Black Dragon Guards. At most, it takes some time and a price. However, what he lacks most now is time, theirs. The opponent is not only the ninth black dragon general Ao Feng and the million black dragon guards, but the entire Black Dragon Empire, behind them, there are also a large number of powerful men chasing them.
Once the ninth black dragon will be dragged here, and the chasing soldiers from the rear will rush to it, what awaits them is bound to be the catastrophe, and she may be able to save her life, but she will also become the plaything of the black dragon, and it is better to die.
"Ao Feng, just because you want this princess to catch and dream! All the soldiers, kill with my palace." Ao Linger's eyes flashed fiercely, with a soft drink, and took the lead, rushing to kill Ao Feng towards the ninth black dragon. She doesn't have that time to waste with this Ao Feng, the longer the time is, the more disadvantaged they are.
"Stubborn, kill me!!!"
The ninth black dragon general Ao Feng's eyes flashed fiercely, without showing any weakness, a black dragon halberd in his hand greeted him.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ... ..
Two torrents, one black and one white, touched together at once, like two real dragons strangling together
The brave wins when meet on a narrow road ! !
One broke through with one heart, and the other tried desperately to block, all of them tried their best.
"Ah!", "Ah!", "Ah!"... ... ... ..
The wailing and desperate wailing of the sound of the wild beast before its death is endless.
The blood soon stained the surrounding waters.
Every second, every breath, a large number of strong men fall, including the black dragon guard and the white dragon guard.
In general, Ao Ling'er has the absolute upper hand. Although the black dragon guards are several times as large as the white dragon guards, the number of strong white dragon guards is far more than that of the million black dragon guards, even if it is the first one. Under the siege of the three seven-star quasi-sages, the Nine Black Dragon General Ao Feng quickly got a lot of wounds on his body.
However, for this, the Ninth Black Dragon General seemed to have no sense at all, still fearing death, desperately leading the Black Dragon Guards to resist the charge of the White Dragon Guards.
As long as you can stick to the tea time, it will be the end of these remnants of the White Dragon Empire.
He can't retreat, never retreat.
Time passed slowly, and half a tea time passed.
The ninth black dragon general is already scarred, Dou Da’s dragon blood is falling down as if he does not need money, and the million black dragon guards have also been killed and injured nearly three layers, but Ao Feng’s eyes are not only unconscious, but fighting instead. His mind has skyrocketed, and even his combat power has risen steadily, and for a while, he has actually turned from defense to offensive.
But in Ao Ling'er's beautiful eyes, there was a little more anxiousness.
"Damn Ao Feng, why is it so tenacious."
Another half of the tea time passed.
The anxiety in Ao Ling'er's beautiful eyes was even worse. She seemed to be able to feel a terrifying aura of powerhouses, and she was approaching them at a terrifying speed.
"Jie Jie Jie... Ao Ling'er, your death date has come." The ninth black dragon general Ao Feng Jie Jie gave a weird laugh, as if he hadn't noticed his injuries at all, relying on his blood to sense. , He already knew that several other black dragons were about to arrive here, ten breaths, at most ten breaths time.
"Children, hold on, ten breaths, as long as you stick to ten breaths, it will be the end of the remnants of the white dragons. At that time, they will definitely announce your majesty and open the dragon pond for you."
"Kill!", "Kill!", "Kill!"... ... ....
In an instant, the morale of the Black Dragon Guard, who was already on the verge of collapse, was greatly shocked, and the combat power soared, once again blocking the White Dragon Guard's crazy offensive.
Dragon Pond-the most inherited treasure of the black dragon family, has the effect of washing blood, and is the foundation of the black dragon family.
As far as these god beasts and descendants of god beasts are concerned, the most important thing is their blood.
Bloodline determines everything. People with tenth-grade bloodline are born with waste materials and cannot enter the road of martial arts for life. Those with super-grade bloodline are born with supernatural powers and move mountains and fill seas. This is not only a trial of human races, but also applies to these divine beasts and alien races, and even them. Pay more attention to your own blood than humans.
A chance for a Dragon Pond baptism is enough to make them desperately.
Ten breaths, as long as ten breaths time.
Hold on, hold on, hold on again.
"Princess, you go first." A middle-aged man who wore a white dragon armor like Ao Ling'er, his face was firm, his eyes were like a heavenly king, and his aura was even stronger than the ninth black dragon general Ao Feng, his eyes crossed. With a touch of determination, shouted loudly.
Ao Dong, one of the sixteen white dragon generals of the White Dragon Empire, is the same as the ninth black dragon general Ao Feng, and is also a seven-star mid-term quasi-sage.
Ao Dong didn't wait for Ao Ling'er to speak, and shouted, "The soldiers of the Eighth Army, it's time for us to be loyal to your Majesty, burn our blood! Kill!!!"
"Boom..."
The eighth Bailong will raise Ao Dong's body momentum steadily, infinitely higher.
"Kill!", "Kill!", "Kill!"... ... ... ..
More than 70,000 and nearly 80,000 soldiers of the Eighth Army of the White Dragon Guards did not hesitate to burn their blood potential and forcibly enhance their combat power.
The imperial guards, loyal to Emperor Bailong all their lives, are willing to give up everything for the only bone and blood of Emperor Bailong, even at the expense of themselves.
"Uncle Ao Dong..." Ao Ling'er's voice was unspeakable tragic and majestic, her eyes were soaked with tears~wet~, Ao Dong also had nearly 80,000 soldiers from the Eighth Army of the White Dragon Guards. Obviously, he had reported his mortal heart, which was preparing to sacrifice his own life and fight for them.
"Brother Aodong... ... ... ."
Ao Xin, the sixth white dragon general, and Ao Lei, the seventh white dragon general, choked in his voice. The good brothers who had been with each other for thousands of years were about to fall, and their hearts were as cut as a knife. They really wanted to take Ao Dong and replace him.
"Go, Brother Xin, hurry up and take the princess away!!!"
Tears slowly fell from Ao Xin's eyes. The man did not flick his tears, but he did not reach the point of sadness.
When Ao Xin's figure moved, he grabbed Ao Ling'er's hand, and said sadly, "All the soldiers, follow him."
He could not let the Ao Dong brothers sacrifice in vain.
"Uncle Ao Dong..." Ao Linger allowed Ao Xin to pull, staring at the back of Ao Dong Wei'an with her eyes, as if she wanted to engrave the imprint of him in her mind. Here, "Old thief Ao Feng, you wait for this princess. One day, this princess will cut off your dog's head to avenge Uncle Ao Dong and all the soldiers!!!"
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Begging for flowers, the number 44 is really a bit ugly.