Vol 3 Chapter 385: Desperate

Chapter 385 Despair
The wind is scorching and the rain is cold, the sword glows up into the sky, and in a blink of an eye, there are screams of exclamation, resounding inside and outside the Yuxu.
The elite disciples of the four sects have rushed into this ancient ruin from all directions, almost invincible wherever they went. The horrified and angry monster warriors, before they could see the situation clearly, began to fall in patches in the splash of blood. However, in the ancient times, the brutal bloodliness inherited from the depths of the bloodline seems to have suddenly awakened at this moment of life and death. The tribal warriors headed by the green snake guard roared towards the almost unstoppable human race torrent to greet them. On the way, they screamed up to the sky, their clothes torn apart, almost all activated the most powerful bloodline magical powers, and roared towards the bright human sword light that covered the sky and the sun. The novel is like a jealous, crazy beast, fighting in a desperate situation. At that moment, the eyes of many tribal warriors turned blood red. They bared their fangs and screamed frantically, as if they had become beasts worshipped by the ancient ancestors, rushing and jumping into the depths of the sword light.
The lightning flashed and the rain continued to fall, suddenly like a pouring, bright and twisted electric lights were struggling crazily in the dark clouds, like the sky is also roaring and roaring, but above the clouds, rows and rows, one by one, tall The incomparably god-like figure, still towering and motionless.
With indifferent eyes, looking down on the world.
Amidst the wind and rain dancing and howling, the Azure Snake Demon tribe warriors rushed forward. She was a snake girl holding a huge sickle. She had a half-length snake body, and her upper body was a charming and charming woman, with a clear and delicate curve. , A face was beautiful, but at this moment it seemed to be filled with infinite hatred, glaring, but the rain stuck to her white cheeks, condensed into beads, and seemed to be a little bit sad.
The two torrents collided in the wind and rain!
In just a moment, it seemed like a volcanic eruption, with a thrilling loud noise, sparks burst, and burst into all directions. However, the ten thousand years of the human race’s prosperity and the inheritance of the four righteous gates for a long time are finally revealed at this moment. The legend that the single warrior that has been circulating for many years is far better than the human race. On this day, Distorted completely.
Amid the loud noise, those who flew upside down, spurted blood and fell to the ground, and were unable to withstand the blood flow of the knife, almost all were fighters of the Azure Snake Monster tribe.
In just one face, the strength of the human cultivator was revealed, no matter from which point of view, it was a crushing and terrifying advantage for the Azure Snake Monster tribe.
The only difference may be that the snake demon Yulong rushes forward. As a descendant of the same blood line of the Azure Snake Demon and Yulin, she is far stronger than ordinary soldiers of the Azure Snake Guard, even frontal. The human monk who was confronted with her groaned, and he actually suffered a little loss and took two steps back.
However, it was just a few steps back.
There was a trace of icy despair in Yulong's heart, but her beautiful face covered with raindrops became stronger and stronger, and a pair of snake-shaped eyes seemed to be burning with blazing fire.
"Ah..." she yelled up to the sky, leaping up, the huge sickle seemed to split the world, singing for the people behind her! The stern wind rushed from all directions, she swept across the area desperately, blocking all the injured clan members behind her, the knife was like snow, and she wanted to block the army with one person!
The sky and the earth darkened, and seemed to hold their breath, but at this moment, among the human races ahead, there was a long roar, and a tall figure jumped out of the crowd. With a wave of his hand, he saw a huge black sword in the wind and rain. With a bang, the violent storm rolled back, and all nearby trees were dumped. It turned out to be a wild aura that drew the world and the earth, facing Yulong.
The magic sword opens the sky!
It is Du Tiejian, the great disciple of Lingxiaozong!
The bald-headed man had a solemn expression. He was in the air with his face like a King Kong, bringing the wind and rain into the sky, surging like waves. Under that astonishing power, the sword broke before the ground, and Yulong's face was pale, and she couldn't retreat because she couldn't retreat, because behind her were the injured tribesmen, and there were fragile old, young, women and children farther away.
The screams of exclamation came into her ears like a sharp blade and pierced her heart and chest.
She screamed desperately, and finally rushed forward and rushed towards the unstoppable huge black sword. With a thud, her sickle shattered instantly, scattered in the wind and rain, and a large piece of sharp fragments fell directly. Putting it on her white shoulders, blood was splashed, and it went out from behind her.
"Ah!" Yulong twisted her body, screaming in pain, and staggering back. However, the unstoppable and powerful black sword sword did not stop. He chased and killed again. Yulong looked up in despair, but seemed to be powerless. withstand. At this moment, several hissing sounds suddenly sounded from the side. Several tribal warriors with stumps and legs that were almost out of combat power shouted and rushed in front of Yulong, greeted with flesh and blood. To that terrifying black sword.
"Boom..." With a weird and low muffled sound, blood burst from the chest and body of these warriors. Their bodies couldn't stand the powerful force and exploded one after another. Blood blossoms all over the sky, like crazy and desperate red flowers. , Slowly falling.
Du Tiejian's footsteps paused, his brows frowned, and he looked at the tribal warriors who fell to the ground in front of him. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and a trace of unbearableness flashed across his eyes. The Heaven-opening Demon Sword in his hand also slowed down. .
Yulong opened her mouth wide, staring blankly at the few warriors who threw on her body desperately to block the sword. They fell one by one and fell heavily on the wet ground, blood pouring from every wound on their body. Come out, dye this piece of land red, dye this ruin red.
The last Green Snake Warrior still opened his arms, standing in front of her like a wall, but the wall was riddled with holes, but he hadn't died immediately, he was opening it with difficulty. With his mouth, his voice seemed to become hoarse and unpleasant, but the blood that kept flowing out made it impossible to hear his words, and he could only vaguely hear those low-pitched words:
"Go... little... go... miss..."
Yulong screamed sternly, turned over and got up to hug him, but only when he stretched out his hand, he pounced into the air. The tall soldier had fallen down and fell to the ground, and his flesh and blood was faintly visible.
This storm seems to be more and more cruel, as if returning to that painful and desperate war ten thousand years ago, or even more ancient years.
The tribal warriors who were still alive by the side suddenly awakened and rushed over, pulling Yulong up, and a few of them crazily retreated, and some others stood in front of Du Tiejian, looking at this powerful and powerful with fear. The man of the first generation. It's just that Du Tiejian didn't chase after him for some reason, holding a huge Open Heaven Demon Sword.
However, this storm was destined to be violent. The sword of the human race was like a sea, surging and surging. In a moment, suddenly several figures caught up again, passing by Du Tiejian, rushing to the tribal warriors, and looking carefully, It is the outstanding disciples of the young generation of Lingxiaozong such as Gan Ze, Sun You and Zhong Qingzhu.
So the blood sputtered again, swaying in the wind and rain, the howling of despair never stopped, after a gust of wind, under the rain, there were corpses everywhere.
The Terran offensive is like a tide, and it attacked like a broken bamboo toward the depths of the Yuxu.
And from afar, it seems that in the deepest part of Yuxu, on the misty and misty high platform, there is a cry screaming:
"Go..."
Then the wind and rain suddenly roared, and the Terran offensive stopped for a while. Many people with shocked eyes saw a huge body suddenly appear in the wind and rain in the depths of Yuxu. It was a giant like a mountain. Beast green snake.
It looked up to the sky, as if desperate and desolate, and screamed frantically at those figures above the sky and the clouds, but in the rain market, her stern shouts were still ringing, as if it would never stop. Hovering and echoing:
"Go...go...go...go..."
However, on the top of the sky, those figures still stood still, only Shen Shi saw inadvertently, in the silent and indifferent eyes of the real person of Huaiyuan, in the strange gaze that ups and downs like stars, he only glanced at the angry and desperate faintly. After a moment, the huge green snake looked away, and then looked somewhere.
Shen Shi looked down and saw that behind the crowd, there was a tall and burly man holding a huge black sword, with unparalleled momentum, but for some reason, he looked at the surging sea of ​​blood in all directions, his complexion was a little dignified, and his steps became a little slow. stand up.
Shen Shi's heart jumped abruptly. At this moment, he didn't even dare to look back at Real Huaiyuan's face. He just glanced at him from the corner of his eye, only to find that Huaiyuan had no expression on his face and could not see any happiness or anger. Ai Le, just stared at the most beloved disciple on the ground, and looked at him a little hesitantly.
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