The power of the Demon Dragon King, even after tens of thousands of years, is still powerful and earth-shattering!
After Di Moxuan gave him a palm, a trace of deep meaning flashed in his eyes, and his expression became serious.
And the other side.
The people who were fighting with the dead puppets didn't have time to watch the battle.
The tireless corpse puppets swarmed towards them again!
Originally, when dealing with the hundreds of thousands of dead puppets, the soldiers of the God Realm and the people who came to help from all sides were already struggling.
Now, Long Aotian has brought a group of obviously more powerful elite dead puppets to join.
That made it extremely difficult for them to resist.
The number of those elite dead puppets was only a few hundred.
But the fighting power is astounding!
But in a moment, the soldiers guarding the first line of defense were defeated.
When the elite puppet is about to attack the second line of defense with its teeth and claws.
With one stroke of Long Yunzhan's long sword, azure blue light burst out, turning into a majestic and vast sword energy, slashing upwards!
That blue long sword, like a blade covered with a thick layer of dragon scales, is indestructible!
"Bang bang bang—"
Among the dead puppets, the mysterious light exploded, and a majestic aura filled the air.
Under the mysterious light that filled the sky, Long Yunzhan's figure was looming, and the azure blue sword in his hand drew countless sword waves.
The outbreak of Long Yunzhan gave enough morale to the soldiers who challenged the battle.
He became extremely brave in an instant in battle.
Not to be outdone, the other members of the Tianxia regiment rushed forward with their weapons in hand.
Compared with the first line of defense, it is easy to defeat.
As for the second line of defense, those elite puppets couldn't break through!
However…
When everyone didn't realize it.
A thick layer of black mist gradually covered the blood-stained sky.
The mist was surprisingly cold.
Quietly... Approaching the second line of defense.
Di Moxuan, who was fighting Long Aotian, vaguely sensed some strange changes in the air.
Just when he was about to look away, Long Aotian's figure blocked his sight.
That cold face carried a fighting spirit of admiration: "Young man, if you dare to lose your mind when fighting with me, are you looking down on me?"
His light words were accompanied by a more rapid attack.
When everyone is not aware of it.
In the void of the second line of defense, a vortex-shaped black hole was slowly torn open.
bit by bit... bit by bit...
Slowly, it began to expand.
A majestic and vast profound force, carrying a cold Yin Qi, diffused from the entrance of the cave.
The thick black mist formed a huge palm.
It was as if five sharp knives had drilled out of the black hole and grabbed at the members of the Tianxia regiment on the battlefield—
"careful!"
Qiao Jin sensed that something was wrong, and a large black mist was reflected in the pure golden pupils.
He was the first to react quickly. He stretched out his long arms, immediately clasped Yan Xiaoyi's slender waist, and pulled her into his arms.
The sharp five fingers formed by the black mist brushed against Qiao Jin and fell into space.
However, other members of the regiment were also directly swept into their palms by the thick black mist.
"ah… "
A scream of severe pain came from the mouths of those regiment members.
"Zi Qing!"
Long Yunzhan retracted his long sword, and when he turned his head, he saw Tong Ziqing who was hanging in the air by the palm.
Many regiment members were also suspended, struggling constantly.
Long Yunzhan and Qiao Jin looked at each other, and then jumped quickly, trying to rush towards the palm of the black mist that came out of the black hole.
However, more than 20 dead puppets quickly appeared in front of them, blocking the way of all those who wanted to rescue them...