"All parties choose another Huang Wu, and follow me to save people!"
Zhao Li resolutely decided that no matter what the situation was, he would go there, even if it was a dead end! The current situation is not whether he should go or not, but that he has to go, otherwise he will not be able to explain to his old brothers when he returns to the new world alive.
"Zhao Li, you have to calm down, you can't go there."
Yuan Tianguan reminded in a deep voice that he was very worried about his father's safety, but the Emperor of the Immortal Realm might really be around to help, deliberately consuming the energy of Thief Heaven Immortal Realm.
Moreover, if Zhao Li leaves, who can suppress the strength of all parties in Pirates of Heaven Immortal Realm.
"All clansmen below the high-ranking Saint Warriors of all clans will all be transferred to Nether Hell, and the Nether Gate will be closed! If we don't come back, the Nether Gate will never be opened!"
Zhao Li suddenly ordered.
"what?"
Everyone turned pale and looked at Zhao Li in disbelief.
"Within a quarter of an hour, all subjects below the high-ranking holy martial arts will be transferred to Nether Hell, ordinary clan members will not be counted, and the Tianyi clan will be responsible for the transfer!"
The best way for Zhao Li to control this group of people is to cut off their retreat.
As long as all the important clansmen are imprisoned in Nether Hell, they will not dare to rebel. As long as all the clansmen are in Nether Hell, they will try their best to defend Thief Heaven Immortal Realm.
"All ethnic groups cooperate to transfer."
The Patriarch of the Wing Clan in Heaven reacted immediately, they absolutely did not want any accidents to befall the Celestial Immortal Realm.
Although Zhao Li's approach was a bit extreme, it was undoubtedly a good approach given the situation of the day.
Only by fighting with the back can we persevere until the end.
The three patriarchs Xiao Tianzong, Li Jian, and Yuan Tianguan immediately cooperated and transferred the clansmen to Nether Hell so that they can have no worries.
Dai Luocha and Tianguang Baihu exchanged glances, and silently accepted the harsh conditions.
They all wanted to remind Zhao Li that the outside is not the Immortal Realm Emperor's Dao, but the Sky Screen, and the layout of the Western Wilderness is not the False Immortal Realm, it is probably the Sky Screen, but after much hesitation, Dai Luocha did not speak, and neither did the Skylight White Tiger.
As for the purpose and idea, I'm afraid even they themselves are not very clear, anyway, they just didn't ask to remind them.
A quarter of an hour later, a large number of clansmen began to transfer vigorously. Time was running out, and the transfer even turned into driving away.
The Lord of the Nether Bridge opened the Nether Gate, personally responsible for receiving and guiding, and the momentum of swallowing away the clansmen gathered in all directions.
Zhao Li couldn't wait to take the Huang Wu sent by the six major forces including You Tian Kunpeng, Ren Shuihan, Liu Lange, and the Black Witch Clan, a total of ten Huang Wu, and left Pirates of Heaven.
Although Thieves Heaven Immortal Realm has lost ten Huang Wu, but Xiao Tianzong and other patriarchs are still there, arranging for the clansmen to pour into Nether Hell continuously.
Xiao Tianzong was very vigilant that the Wuhun Palace and the Kunxu Territory would take the opportunity to make trouble, but they didn't seem to have any abnormal actions, and they cooperated very well in arranging the transfer of the tribe.
As the Pirates of Heaven Immortal Realm became more and more deserted, the atmosphere became tense. All the Saint Martial Heaven Wu Huangwu were already in place, without distracting thoughts or worries, they finally turned their attention to defense.
Looking back at the majestic mother tripod soaring into the clouds, I gradually gained confidence in my heart.
The Xing family has been able to protect the Earth Mother Cauldron for tens of thousands of years with so few Huangwu. They still have more than a dozen of them, and there are countless Tianwu Shengwu. There is still hope for ten days and a half months. The breakthrough has almost been made, and the reinforcements from Taiping Ghost City may also arrive.
At that time, it will be clear whether Qin Ming is alive or dead, and what is going on in this siege.
Thousands of miles away in the sky, the Four Spirit Barbarians and the Heavenly Dragon Clans all stopped at high altitude, ready to watch out for the terrifying man in front of them.
Majestic and majestic, with strange divine patterns shining all over his body, illuminating the whole world, filled with astonishing power, the mountains below seemed to be rumbling and shaking, his eyes were glaring, like two huge thunder clouds, accumulating Thrilling energy.
"He's the man who fought Tyrone!"
The second prince Siling had a dignified expression, and he still remembered his appearance, but his aura had completely changed drastically, and he was many times stronger than when he was facing Tai Long.
This person seemed to have eaten something special and forcibly improved his strength. What happened today
Forcibly breaking into Xianwu at the peak of Huangwu is actually very dangerous. He either explodes and dies, or the duration is extremely short, and he either falls asleep or is seriously injured afterward.
"Only himself?"
The patriarch of the Tianlong clan was vigilant in other directions, and he didn't see anyone, not even the people from Tianmu.
"Stay away!"
The ancestor of the Tianlong Clan clenched his fists, his aura rose, and the monstrous dragon aura formed a big dragon in the sky. The aura was like an ancestor dragon, lifelike. It shook its head and tail, shaking the sky and the earth.
The patriarch of the four spirits completely opened his eyes, like two starry skies, devouring the heaven and the earth, and like two magic lamps, shining through the ages, the aura of the whole person climbed to the point of terror, and people couldn't help but worship.
The Huang Wumen of the Four Spirit Barbarians and the Tianlong Clan had just dispersed when Qin Yan suddenly moved there.
The momentary impact tore apart the space, and hundreds of mountains within a radius of a hundred miles below were shaking, like a long ringing of a big bell, and the sound moved the world.
The ancestor of Tianlong didn't talk nonsense with him, he roared upwards, the endless dragon energy was like a surging tsunami, raging the sky, turning into hundreds of dragons, roaring across the sky, swinging and impacting, the shocking momentum, the terrifying dragon power .
He began to change violently while running wildly, becoming a half-dragon, half-human monster, with thick scales and armor, indestructible, and sharp claws, cutting the sky.
The ancestors of Tianlong are very confident in their flesh and blood fighting body, so they have no taboos, strike in a straight line, and even look forward to being able to get close directly, showing their super superiority of invincibility in melee combat of the Tianlong clan.
However, he didn't expect that the figure on the opposite side also didn't hide anything, just bumped into him so violently.
"Just in time!"
Patriarch Tianlong howled furiously, his momentum soared instantly, and his eyes were full of glare.
"court death!"
The scattered head of the Heavenly Dragon snorted heavily, don't think that if you can resist the Heaven-swallowing troll, you can resist our Heavenly Dragon body.
"Boom..." In an instant, the head-on collision was not like a collision of flesh and blood, but more like two sacred mountains colliding together. It was astonishing and deafening! The monstrous dragon aura and the endless divine light intertwined fiercely, like two oceans were backlogged together, and the shocking momentum distorted the entire void! There was no fighting, no entanglement, and no fierce confrontation at the source of the impact. At the moment of the impact, Qin Yan's heavy fist directly pierced through the sharp claws that the ancestor of Tianlong was proud of. The sharp claws and the surging divine lines pierced through the scales in an instant, shattering the neck bone.
Competition body
Even if it's a real dragon, what kind of ancient war body, it can't hold Qin Yan, a god born for war! "Roar..." Qin Yan roared wildly, pinching Patriarch Tianlong's throat to smash away the energy and light of the riots in the sky, and rushed for dozens of miles, causing Patriarch Four Spirits who was about to imprison the world to lose their target in an instant.
"Old Ancestor!"
The proud smile of the Tianlong patriarch froze on his face, and he looked at the figure that retreated instantly in disbelief.