Wild beast war god

On Jinlong Mountain, although Qin Heng and others heard about the situation at the bottom of the mountain, they were too busy to take care of themselves now.

The masters of Wangyou Sect are too strong, they are retreating steadily.

There were originally many formations on Jinlong Mountain, but now almost all of them have been blasted to pieces by the Wangyou Sect. They used the formations to block them until now, but now that they have lost the formations, they may start to kill people.

"Damn it, we must not let them help Mo Ci, otherwise the palace master and Tan Yue will be in danger." Wu Ding wiped the blood from his mouth and said.

Now, with the help of Sikong Jing, the Palace Master and Tan Yue are finally able to fight, but if they can't drag these Wangyou Sect strong men to death, it will be completely over if they go to support them.

At this time, an old woman from the Wangyou Sect said secretly: "What a long night in the Holy Dragon Palace, but the game ends here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the frost gathered.

Qin Heng and others' whole bodies were trembling violently. The terrifying power of frost seemed to make them feel the ruthlessness of the world, as if they felt the ruthless murderous intention in the frost.

They clenched their fists tightly and finally uttered one word: "Fight!"

As soon as the spelling came out, in vain, a crazy voice in the distance sounded: "Deputy Palace Master Qin, we are here."

A second voice came: "Dad, we are here!"

Suddenly, the demonic dragons all over the sky covered the clouds to avoid the sun and rushed up to the Golden Dragon Mountain. Each demonic dragon had a knight on its back.

They are all from the Holy Dragon Palace.

On one side were the mentors headed by Wenhu, and on the other were the students and apprentices headed by Qin Lao and Baili Que.

Just as Sikong Jing had told the demonic dragon before, all the demonic dragons and people from the Long Night Holy Dragon Palace came to join the battle.

Qin Heng's whole body was shaken violently, his eyes widened, and he growled lowly: "What are you doing here? Didn't I not let you come?"

For the terrifying Wangyou Sect, ordinary instructors and students are of no use at all, they are just sacrifices in vain.

Therefore, Qin Heng told them to hide first and find a way to escape if anything happened to save the future and incense of the Long Night Sacred Dragon Palace, but why did they come to kill him?

"Dad, now is the time when the life and death of Changye Sacred Dragon Palace is at stake. We must fight." Qin Lao shouted heavily.

Wen Hu pointed at the battle between Shen Qingye and Mo Ci in the air, and said with determination: "The longer we delay, the more hope we have of victory. We are not afraid of death!"

"Yes, we are not afraid of death!" All the people from the Holy Dragon Palace shouted wildly.

"Those who are afraid of death are not worthy of joining the Holy Dragon Palace. We are willing to fight and die in the Holy Dragon Palace."

"Kill, kill, kill..."

Following everyone's heroic words, Wen Hu, Qin Lao and others rode the demon dragon and rushed towards the strong men of Wangyou Sect. At this moment, many of them, whether they were instructors or students, used Sikong Jing's beast skills.

They merged with the demonic dragon at their feet, and their fighting spirit boiled.

"A bunch of ants, a mob."

Seeing the people and monster dragons besieging them, the strong men of the Wangyou Sect were furious. They thought they could solve it immediately and go to support the Moci Sect Master. Unexpectedly, at this time, the entire Shenglong Palace was dispatched.

"Kill, harvest them!"

Following the order of an elder, the masters of the Wangyou Sect were divided into two groups.

One group attacked Qin Heng and others, while the other group attacked Wen Hu, Qin Lao and other so-called rabble.

The battle was extremely fierce, with screams and fighting constantly...

In vain, Shi Tingxuan, the second in command of Yunlong Mountain among the demonic dragons, laughed wildly: "I'll fucking kill one of them."

As he finished speaking, he held up the head of a master from the Wangyou Sect.

This scene caused everyone in the Holy Dragon Palace to be shocked. The students of the Holy Dragon Palace, who were originally a little scared, had red eyes.

It turns out that the strong men of the Wangyou Sect and their young students can also be killed, as long as they are ruthless enough.

"You kid, go to hell."

At this moment, a furious middle-aged woman from the Wangyou Sect came towards Shi Tingxuan, intending to blow him up.

The next moment...Ouch!

A demon dragon stood in front of Shi Tingxuan, and he was beaten to pieces by the middle-aged woman in front of the latter. Blood poured all over Shi Tingxuan's body, making him tremble, his eyes red, and tears streaming down his face.

"Yun Zong's sword skills, kill!"

Shi Tingxuan screamed wildly, and his whole body melted into the cloud and merged into the flesh and blood of the tragically dead demon dragon, assassinating the middle-aged woman opposite.

"I, Thyme, also killed one."

In vain, another scream rose to the sky. The originally silent and cold Thyme made a sound that was different from the past. Her delicate body was dripping with blood, and her beautiful face was full of madness.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

"In the Long Night Holy Dragon Palace, I will kill you all, leaving no one behind."

A group of strong women from the Wangyou Sect screamed like slaughtering pigs, piercing everyone's eardrums, and they harvested frantically.

Wu Ding was slapped by someone and flew away, crashing into the building and dying.

"Master Wuyuan..."

"I'll fucking kill you."

The gentle and elegant Qin Heng was violent and violent, and the violent energy in his body was violently shocked. He actually broke through several realms in a row. He forgot the so-called tact and wanted to fight to the end.

On Jinlong Mountain, there was a layer of blood, so red it made people crazy.

Suddenly, "dong dong dong" footsteps sounded, shaking the entire Jinlong Mountain.

Black figures jumped up from the Jinlong Mountain Road. They were the soldiers of the Jueye Wolf Guard and the Dark Wing Battalion headed by Sikong Jing. They finally used their fighting spirit to overcome the pressure of the Jinlong Mountain Road and killed Come up.

And because they are not a regular challenge, but suppress the pressure of the Golden Dragon Mountain Road, they will not fall into a coma like those who successfully challenge the mountain road for the first time.

The aura of two hundred thousand people is still at its strongest.

Many of them are making breakthroughs. As Sikong Jing said, they can at least break through to a big realm after passing the mountain road.

At this moment, Sikong Jing was standing at the front of the two teams.

At first glance, it was full of blood, including dragon corpses and human corpses.

Most of them were from the Holy Dragon Palace. They clenched their fists tightly and Sikong Jing shouted loudly: "Everyone from the Holy Dragon Palace, I am Sikong Jing. Now everyone withdraw from the battle and leave it to me."

The sound hit the entire Jinlong Mountain, and everyone on either side was shaken all over.

They subconsciously looked at Sikong Jing... But at this moment, the powerful men of the Wangyou Sect violently erupted, and the old woman at the head shouted solemnly: "Sikong Jing, you still dare to come up and die."

They were wearing the same pants as Mo Ci, so of course they had to capture Sikong Jing alive to make their young sect master Wang Ge stronger.

They were ruthless and righteous, and would not be merciful or intolerant just because Sikong Jing was the elder brother of the young sect master. However, they had heard clearly just now that Sikong Jing and his wife had played tricks on the sect master.

Of course he hated Sikong Jing with all his heart.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of strong men from the Wangyou Sect came over and headed straight for Sikong Jing.

"Ajing, be careful!" Qin Heng covered his chest and screamed wildly while shaking.

Sikong Jing held the Lanxiao Sword in his hand, facing the powerful men of the Wangyou Sect, and shouted in a low voice: "Dark Winged Black Burning Sword, let's blast together!"