I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

click!
Under Xia Yu's violent attack, a crack appeared in the powerful barrier.

Xia Yu was also very embarrassed at this time because of the shock force coming from above the mysterious barrier.

But with the delay of the barrier, the spell cast by the dragon patriarch was finally completed.

A mysterious power injected into the body of the patriarch of the dragon clan, and his broken body recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a blink of an eye, the patriarch of the Dragon Clan has regained his peak combat power.

The spell it cast was the Blessing of the Beast God taught by the high priest before the battle.

No matter how serious the injury is, as long as one breath is left, one can recover the peak sky-defying spell.

Of course, this spell also has limitations, that is, the casting time is longer.

The higher the cultivator's cultivation base, the more serious the injury suffered, the longer it will take.

At the same time, this spell can only be cast once in a lifetime by an orc.

"You are very powerful! But the final winner is still me!"

The patriarch of the Dragon Clan, who had regained his peak, looked at the miserable Xia Yudao in the distance.

The strengths of the two are very close. Xia Yu took the initiative on the battlefield with his extraordinary courage.

But at this time, under the heaven-defying effect of the Blessing of the Beast God, the situation on the battlefield was instantly reversed.

Looking at the patriarch of the dragon clan who had regained his peak cultivation, Xia Yu showed a helpless wry smile.

He has already paid enough attention to the strength of the orcs, but now it seems that he is still too conservative.

For example, the extremely powerful spell in front of him can instantly heal all injuries and restore all cultivation bases.

This is a powerful spell that can affect the entire battle situation.

With this ebb and flow, Xia Yu is at the end of his rope.

His memory flashed back to many years ago, when the entire Central Plains was full of princes and wars continued.

The Xia family is just an inconspicuous little family in the Central Plains.

As an outstanding junior in the family, Xia Yu has been carefully cultivated by the family.

Xia Yu also lived up to his family's training and grew into an extremely powerful man.

Let the Xia family survive in the troubled times.

Of course, this is not only the credit of Xia Yu, but the joint credit of those Xia family members who gave their lives for this.

When Xia Yu was half-stepping to the peak of the Holy Emperor, he once met an old man who had been displaced during the war.

It was an old man who had experienced vicissitudes of life, and the years had left traces of knives and axes on his face.

He was tough enough, but he adopted a group of children who were displaced by the war.

This old man without the slightest cultivation base did not have the slightest fear when he saw Xia Yu, a monk who was flying into the sky and escaping from the ground.

"Why did you fight World War II?"

The old man asked Xia Yu a question.

Xia Yu was stunned by the old man's question. It turned out that he had already forgotten why he fought all these years.

"If you only know how to fight, but don't know why?"

"No matter how powerful it is, it's just a brainless butcher!"

The old man's decades of wisdom surpassed Xia Yu's hundreds of thousands of years of comprehension.

He, Xia Yu, did not fight for the sake of killing. He first embarked on the road of cultivation to protect his clansmen.

Now under his leadership, the Xia family has become a powerful family in the Central Plains.

Fighting now is for the sake of profit.

Xia Yu suddenly realized that he had changed from a dragon slayer to a dragon before he knew it.

So he bid farewell to the old man in shame, and now the Xia family has flourished.

So why did Xia Yu fight?

"I will fight for every country in the Central Plains to establish a country free from conflict and chaos!"

Xia Yu comprehended everything in an instant, and he had stopped his cultivation for a hundred years and finally became a powerful saint emperor from a half-step saint emperor.

Later, Xia Yu led the Xia family to establish Daxia in the Central Plains.

In the end, the Central Plains was finally unified under the hands of his junior Xia Wudi.

For the sake of eternal peace in the future, the present battle is unavoidable.

Now that alien races are invading, Xia Yu is fighting to protect the people of the Central Plains.

"Haha...hahaha..."

Xia Yu laughed heartily.

His heart was incomparably transparent at this moment.

"Chao Wendao, Xi can die!"

The energy of Xia Yu's whole body circulated, and the power of the avenue turned into a flame that burned blazingly.

The fire of the avenue scorched his body and burned his soul.

"I use this body as a knife to cut down all enemies in the world!"

Xia Yu's body and soul died in the fire of the avenue, and a golden long knife was conceived in the fire of the avenue.

This golden long knife was firmly locked on the dragon patriarch in the distance.

The patriarch of the dragon clan felt a throbbing in his soul the moment he was locked by this long knife.

At that time, it was the most primitive fear of death from the depths of the soul.

"If this knife comes down, I will die!"

The patriarch of the dragon clan turned around and fled towards the depths of the void.

But at the cost of Xia Yu's body and soul, how could it be so easy to dodge the knife that surpassed the peak.

The golden long knife cut through the void and appeared directly in front of the Dragon Clan patriarch.

In a daze, the patriarch of the dragon clan saw a tall human man raising the long knife above his head, and then slashed down fiercely.

"No!"

The patriarch of the dragon clan used the strongest method in his life, but collapsed instantly in front of the long knife.

But what made it strange was that the extremely powerful long knife did not cause any harm to him.

"Hahaha……"

The patriarch of the dragon clan who survived the catastrophe laughed wildly.

But it lowered its head and found that its body was turning into fly ash little by little.

The moment it completely disappeared, he heard the voice of the man who had disappeared.

"Whoever offends me in the Central Plains will be killed no matter how far away!"

This battle between the commander of the Central Plains of the human race and the patriarch of the dragon clan finally ended with the defeat of both sides.

At the moment when the patriarch of the dragon clan died, a mysterious force escaped from his body and hid in the void.

Obviously, the orcs have more secret arrangements.

When they were in the alliance, the commanders of the five regions all left their own fate cards on the Moon Clan.

At the moment Xia Yu fell, the fate card he left on the Moon Clan shattered into ashes.

"Fellow Daoist, have a good journey!"

Yue Lenglu looked at Xia Yu's broken fate card with a heavy heart.

There was no sadness on her face, only determination.

This battle has just begun, and more people will die.

Everyone has to learn to adapt to grief.

With the fall of Xia Yu and the patriarch of the Dragon Clan, the battle under Taiping City did not stop.

In the void, Xia Wudi and the Red Dragon Commander were together.

The two sensed the breath of Xia Yu and the patriarch of the dragon clan dissipating in the sky and the earth, and their figures paused slightly.

But soon, the two fought more fiercely together.

Xia Yu is not only the ancestor of Xia Wudi, but also the guide of Xia Wudi's practice.