Bloody clouds enveloped the earth, and the Tianyin warriors wearing black armor once again began to form a battle formation in the air. After the bloody battle, their faces still showed an indescribable fanaticism.
The crazy battle aroused the bloodthirsty of the black-armored warriors. They lined up neatly in the air. Wherever the flying swords flew, only the pale faces of the twelve elders were left.
On the golden chariot, the twelve elders each witnessed this bloody battle. The warriors from the twelve realms behind them were almost exhausted. Now there are less than three thousand remaining soldiers, and the thousand golden armor guards are now There were less than two hundred people left, and even the elite troops selected by the twelve elders from the clan had less than a hundred people at this time.
On the opposite side, at least half of the Holy Dragon Guards were left, while there were less than a thousand people left in the Holy Dragon Iron-Blooded Battle.
But in terms of numbers, the twelve elders still have the advantage, but in terms of strength, they are far less powerful than Lord Shenglong's army.
After the armies of both sides gathered, they faced off again. This time, General Yin had more confidence to defeat the opponent.
The tragic war moved the Twelve Elders. Regardless of victory or defeat, Tianyin suffered heavy casualties in this battle. Every life was accumulated over many years and was hard-earned, but it disappeared so easily.
There are countless soul bodies behind the armies of both sides. In the fierce battle, these people worked hard with all their strength. Now only the soul bodies are left, and they can only watch the battle silently. Even if they want to continue fighting, they are powerless.
"Lord Holy Dragon, our Tianyin tribe will be destroyed by your hands sooner or later! Tianyin tribe warriors on the opposite side! Haven't you seen Lord Shenglong's conspiracy? In order to unify the Tianyin tribe, he planned such a tragic event Those who die in the battle are all our people from the Tianyin Tribe!”
The great elder said with a tearless expression. The other elders were also moved by this, and each expressed their feelings and called for a stop to the fighting.
"Either surrender or destruction! You have no choice!"
Long Ao opened his eyes and said leisurely.
"I will never surrender! If you want to fight, we will fight to the end!"
The great elder yelled crazily, giving the order to launch an attack immediately.
Long Ao waved his hand, and General Yin commanded the army to attack.
At this time, only Tianxiao and four others were left around Long Ao, and there was no one around the Twelve Elders. Basically, everyone on both sides who could fight had already gone to the battlefield.
Long Ao slowly closed his eyes again and concentrated on training, because he had only two purposes. One was to consume the strength of the Tianyin clan, which was for the Yiyuan Sect and the safety of Jiuzhou, and the other was to cultivate his own strength. Cultivation of the ninth avatar as soon as possible is for myself.
The first goal has been basically accomplished. As these armies begin their final battle, the Tianyin Clan's overall strength will regress for more than ten thousand years.
As for the second goal, Long Ao also felt that it was getting closer and closer. There was more and more energy in the air. It seemed that his ninth heavenly immortal clone could be successfully cultivated at any time, so he was seizing more time to cultivate.
Long Ao and Tian Xiao did not take action, and the Twelve Elders did not dare to take action rashly. Therefore, they could only watch their men die one by one. The feeling of powerlessness made the Twelve Elders feel as if they had suddenly aged a hundred years. age.
When Long Ao opened his eyes again, the tragic battle in front of him shocked Long Ao deeply.
The warriors on both sides attack each other without fear of death. In this army, group battles often dominate. Therefore, the relatively weak ones are always the first to be killed instantly.
Of the thousand warriors of the Iron Blood Team, there are now less than a hundred left. Even these one hundred have lost most of their combat effectiveness. They are either seriously injured or have almost exhausted their energy. At that time, he was lowered to the ground to rest.
The black-armored warriors were still fighting with the other party's warriors. Both sides were harvesting lives so fast that each life was like a straw at this time.
In a group battle, the chance of instant kill was too high. Even Long Ao's black-armored warriors died one by one.
When the enemy's last warrior standing in the air was finally killed, there were less than two hundred black-armored warriors left, while only the twelve elders and the slightly empty golden chariot were left on the other side.
The number of injuries on both sides was very small, and basically those with fighting ability had tried their best. This battle was not a one-sided battle, but it was extremely brutal.
The great elder's livid complexion finally changed, and his eyes almost burst out with anger. However, the black-armored warrior opposite him showed no fear at all.
At this point in the war of attrition between the two sides, Long Ao no longer has to worry about the Tianyin tribe threatening Kyushu, because for a long time to come, the Tianyin tribe will silently lick its own wounds and no longer have the power to dominate Kyushu.
"Salute to the brave warriors of the Tianyin Tribe!"
Long Ao said in a sad tone, slowly clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed. The remaining soldiers also imitated Long Ao's posture to pay tribute to the dead soldiers.
The twelve elders of the Tianyin Tribe didn't say a word at this time, and each of them looked forward angrily. If possible, the twelve elders would like to tear Lord Shenglong into pieces.
After a moment, Long Ao said coldly to the Twelve Elders: "Don't you still know how to repent? Now, it's time for you to make a choice, whether to continue to fight against this Holy Dragon, or to cooperate with this Holy Dragon , it all depends on your own choice.”
After experiencing all this, the great elder's face looked much older. Faced with the death of so many Tianyin warriors, he always felt sad in his heart.
These warriors will die. The key is that even after they die, they will not benefit their side's situation. At this moment, they will face Lord Holy Dragon, and he still has many powerful subordinates.
"Are you fighting them, or are you trying to suppress them as a last resort?"
The great elder communicated with the elders with his eyes, and then finally made the decision in his heart.
"Lord Holy Dragon, it's because we were confused and listened to the villain's words, thinking that Lord Holy Dragon wanted to occupy the territory of the Tianyin tribe, so we were disrespectful to Lord Holy Dragon. Lord Holy Dragon, please remember me and others as Heaven." For the sake of the elders of the Silver Tribe, give me a chance to make meritorious deeds."
The great elder chose to submit temporarily at this moment, because he had not yet obtained the magic weapon, so he could only deal with the opponent first.