In the Demon Dragon Legion's camp, all the tents and other buildings were reduced to pieces. Huge magic teleportation arrays were emitting dazzling bright light. Groups of half-dragons, dwarves, titans and other abyssal creatures were constantly firing. Well out of the ground. WWw. QuanBeN-XiaoShuo. One of Com Diogo's heads suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted: "My warriors, kill these damn stinking shepherds!"
A team of mage composed of a group of little abyssal demons suddenly emerged from a magic teleportation array. Nearly 10,000 little demons who could only emit small fireballs raised their wands at the same time. With the sound of sharp spells, nearly 10,000 demons The little devil sprayed out at least three to five fist-sized fireballs at the same time.
Hundreds of thousands of small fireballs roared out, sweeping through the camp of the nomadic army like a storm. Wherever the small fireball passed, a large number of nomadic warriors were pierced by the fireball before they had time to climb onto their mounts, or were simply blown to pieces by the explosion's flames.
Countless low-level abyssal creatures gush out from the magic circle like a tide. These abyssal creatures all have the instinct to release magic. Although their magic is not powerful, it is better in numbers. When countless fireballs pour down from the sky, even if Even though he was a strong man in the Holy Realm, he couldn't help but show an expression of despair.
"I've had enough of you stinky shepherds!" Diogo looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "What do you think the great Diogo is? Is he a tool that you can play with? Wrong, you are totally wrong! Diogo, But I want to become the master of this world!"
An old man in burlap clothes hurriedly rose to the sky and angrily stopped in front of Diogo: "What's going on? Are you Diogo, or... No, no, it's impossible, just another person." It is impossible to resist the Demonic Dragon King of the Abyss..."
Diogo burned the old man to ashes with a breath of dragon breath, and an evil and treacherous light flashed in his twelve deep eyes: "Of course, what is the name of the six-headed dragon that was once the mount of the god? ? Of course. He is very powerful. Many times more powerful than me! If it were just Uncle Diogo himself, he would not be able to resist the erosion of his soul."
"But Uncle Diogo is rewarded for being a good man! Hahaha, his soul was swallowed up by me. It took the great Uncle Diogo so long, and I have completely integrated his soul! Uncle Diogo now is better than before A hundred times more powerful, a thousand times, ten thousand times more powerful! I am the true supreme dragon god!"
The huge wings flapped wildly. Diogo's huge body rushed straight into the sky. He flew to an altitude of tens of thousands of meters above the ground. Then he retracted his wings, and his six huge heads were aimed at the ground, and they crashed down in a vertical fall. His black scales rubbed violently with the air, and the surface of his body was covered with a thick layer of red fire.
Accompanied by harsh laughter. Diogo hit the ground with his head, and a dull impact sounded. The ground collapsed for more than ten miles, and more than 100,000 nomadic warriors howled miserably and were swallowed up by the collapsing ground. Fire shot up into the sky and erupted from the cracks, burning the nomadic warriors into ashes.
Two huge dragon claws slapped the ground hard, and Diogo slowly climbed up from the deep pit.
"Let's start. What are you waiting for? Kill these guys, and then we will divide the spoils as agreed!" Diogo looked up to the sky and shouted loudly. He turned his head disdainfully. He breathed a dragon's breath into the high air to the side.
A piece of void within a radius of several miles rippled like water waves, and then the void suddenly shattered. A large group of priests wearing the robes of the Desert Temple flew out of the shattered void. At least 200,000 middle- and high-level clergy from the Desert Temple rushed out like a swarm of frantic wasps, and then hundreds of tornadoes towering over the sky and the earth suddenly set off.
The grassland turned into a desert in an instant. The sand grains in the tornado rubbed against each other, shooting out dazzling fire and making a sound like thunder. Under the control of the clergy, these tornadoes swept through the camp of the nomadic army like a steamroller, countless The nomadic soldiers howled miserably and were sucked into the tornado. The terrifying hurricane tore their bodies apart, while the rapidly flying sand and dust completely shattered their bodies.
"Are you crazy?" Hu Xinzhu looked blankly at the priests of the Desert Temple who were killing the nomadic army.
Lin Qi took a deep breath, and his palms were wet. The Lord will take action, it must be them, otherwise such weird things would not happen. They caused the clergy of the Desert Temple to abandon their faith—no, they never had faith. They colluded with Diogo to massacre these nomadic armies. This was definitely just the beginning.
"You stay here, mobilize all the troops, and prepare to launch a counterattack!" Lin Qi slapped Hu Xinzhu hard on the shoulder: "Perhaps, the Nomadic Empire of Continental Bridge is completely finished this time, they are destined to be finished! I’ll go, I’ll go see the excitement.”
Hu Xinzhu jumped to her feet and cursed: "Watching the excitement? Why did you leave me here? Hey, what happened?"
Lin Qi ignored Hu Xinzhu, and flew to the east in a hurry. In just a few breaths, he arrived above the Desert Temple. At this moment, countless priests from the Desert Temple and the Prairie Temple are gathering around the temple, leading countless temple knights to confront the army of the Blood Qin Empire.
To the west of the Desert Temple, the flags of the ten nomadic khanates were flying high, and the most powerful people from all the nomadic tribes gathered here. They mobilized the most elite forces in their tribe and cooperated with the two major temples to protect this last line of defense.
If the Desert Temple is also captured by the Blood Qin Empire, there will be a smooth road ahead for the Blood Qin Empire's army. Facing the attacks from the Western Continent and the Blood Qin Empire, the nomads of the Continental Bridge may be in danger of being annihilated, and all the tribesmen will have to become slaves.
When Lin Qi came to the sky above the Desert Temple, he happened to see a group of siege troops from the Blood Qin Empire slowly driving towards the Desert Temple. This huge siege army, which stretched for more than ten miles, did not move. Instead, Ying Zheng sat upright on the imperial chariot and quickly arrived in front of the Desert Temple under the protection of more than a dozen Penglai God Lords.
Standing firmly on the imperial chariot, with his hands behind his back, Ying Zheng looked in the direction of the desert temple and sneered again and again.
"I am here personally to give you one last chance. Surrender, or die!"
Harlan Galdijie, the strongest man in the Prairie Temple, flashed out of the void with a strange smile. He pointed at Ying Zheng and said coldly with disdain: "I have told you countless lies. But you have been attacking for so long. But there is nothing ..."
With a 'puff' sound, a scimitar tip shining with black light suddenly appeared from Harlan Galdi's chest. Harlan Galdi looked at the tip of the knife emerging from his chest in disbelief. After a long time, he slowly turned back and glanced at the person holding the knife behind him.
"My student, my most trusted student, why did you betray the great God of the Grassland?" A trace of blood slowly dripped from Harlan Galdi's mouth, and his body twitched violently. Two lines of tears continued to flow from the corners of his eyes: "My student, why are you?"
The person holding the knife is a young and beautiful girl. She looked at Harlan Galdi coldly and said slowly: "Do you need to explain? It's better not to explain. It's too much nonsense. Anyway, you deserve to die. You know, for How much did we pay for this sword? The poison on this scimitar. Just collecting materials, we excavated more than 3,000 ancient ruins, and it took a full two thousand years. And in order to cast this scimitar, Knife. There are seventy-nine master-level casters who have been poisoned by poisonous gas. You will not die easily!"
He held the handle of the knife and turned it fiercely, and the blade crushed Harlan Galdi's heart. A terrible poisonous power surged out, and Harlan Galdi's soul was swept away by the poisonous gas, and he was immediately shattered.
The clergy of the two major temples, the Desert Temple and the Grassland Temple, stared at this incredible scene with their mouths open. The most powerful person in the two temples, Harlan Galdi, the prairie hyena, is a disciple of the God of the Grassland and the first temple of the Prairie Temple. Lord, died in such an unknown way
Before these clergymen could come to their senses, Ying Zheng waved his hand forward heavily: "If you don't repent, you won't have to live anymore! Kill!"
More than 80% of the clergy of the Desert Temple and the Grassland Temple suddenly changed their targets and killed their colleagues around them. The temple knights stationed in the two major temples near the desert temple drew their weapons and slashed at their companions with all their might. Suddenly, the desert temple was filled with blood, and there were screams and moans of death everywhere.
However, in just a quarter of an hour, the sudden massacre suddenly subsided. The remaining clergy and temple knights of the two major temples knelt on the ground at the same time, respectfully worshiping Ying Zheng with the courtesy of the Blood Qin Empire.
"I surrender wholeheartedly, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"
Even the beautiful girl who slashed Harlan Galdi knelt on the ground, holding the bloody scimitar in both hands and worshiped Ying Zheng.
The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth raised slightly, he smiled sarcastically, and then gently waved his hand forward: "Kill! Anyone who resists, kill! Anyone over forty years old, kill! Anyone with an ugly face, kill! Anyone with a disease Kill them! Only the strong ones will be left alive, and all the others will be killed!"
As high-pitched horns sounded, the temple knights of the two major temples turned around and turned into dozens of black torrents, charging crazily towards the residences of the ten major khanates. The clergymen soared into the sky like a dark cloud, carrying them on various warcraft mounts and flying towards the royal tents of the ten great khanates. Countless divine spells and magic poured down, and the earth suddenly trembled, covered with terrifying fire clouds. everything.
All the princes and nobles of the ten great khanates were killed in this sudden attack after only resisting for less than half a quarter of an hour.
The main forces of the two major temples led the army of the Blood Qin Empire and quickly approached the west. Along the way, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, countless killings, and all nomadic tribes who dared to resist were completely razed. And those tribes that gave up resistance, all the strongest ones were conscripted into the army and formed into slave legions to attack the west!
Lin Qi followed this huge army all the way to the west.
Just one month later, the vanguard of the Blood Qin Empire's slave army finally entered the Western Continent.
Diogo rushed to Ying Zheng immediately and obediently offered his not-so-valuable loyalty to Ying Zheng.
The Western Continent was shaken, and the church immediately stepped up its deployment of troops. (To be continued.)