"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Inside the Dragon City Palace, all kinds of energy and special effects were unleashed. Even though many buildings were protected by arrays, they were still shaken to the core!
The higher-ups of the Stone Statue Clan activated their bloodline while the higher-ups of the Dragon Clan activated their true forms. This level of battle was really intense. It was even comparable to the battle between the Ten Great Immortal Sects' Demonic War Ancestor 100,000 years ago.
Of course.
Because they were in the Dragon City, no one outside knew about this internal battle.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
High up in the sky, the Dragon Aura shot down like cannonballs.
Qing Ming Dragon King, who had transformed into his true form, was getting angrier and angrier. However, he could not do anything to Gongsun Ruoli. He was even certain that this woman must have reached the third step!
In the sky.
The higher-ups of the two clans were fighting to the death!
Low in the sky, the strong smell of blood drifted.
Jun Changxiao held the Death God Scythe in his hand and swept away the Dragon Beasts.
Broken limbs, scales, tendons, and whiskers were scattered all over the ground. The scene was comparable to a slaughterhouse!
In terms of strength, he could not do anything to Qing Ming Dragon King and the higher-ups of the Dragon Clan. However, with all kinds of trump cards and Hard to Retract Blade, it was not a problem to deal with the small fries outside the palace!
Ever since the extraterritorial battlefield, Jun Changxiao rarely went on a killing spree.
This time, because Little Longlong's life was uncertain, he was really in a berserk state.
"There is a need to remind the host."
The system said, "There are at least a few hundred thousand Dragon Clan martial artists in Dragon City. You alone may not be able to deal with all of them."
"I don't care!"
Jun Changxiao's eyes were red. "I will kill whoever comes!"
"…"
The system was speechless.
What I mean is that Hard to Retract Blade has a time limit. If you can't deal with them, you will be dealt with by them.
Although the Three Chancellors and Nine Ministers and the hundreds of Stone Statue Clan elites were strong, they were still in the enemy's territory. If they were to fight a protracted battle, they would definitely be exhausted to death!
Jun Changxiao realized this problem and felt rather vexed.
If he had known, he would have gone to the Sect of All Times and summoned the Dark Destruction God and the million Devil Army!
"Huhu!"
"Huhu!"
At this moment, more Dragon Clan martial artists rushed over.
Jun Changxiao didn't have time to think about it. He waved the Death God's Scythe again, erupting with the power of space and mercilessly harvesting the dragon beasts.
As long as the dragons had any intelligence, they would realize that Gou Sheng was in a strong period and had to avoid him. However, they still pounced on him like moths!
Other than the Blue Abyss Dragon King's henchmen, most of the Dragon Race martial artists couldn't control themselves. They were all under the control of the Dragon Emperor's aura. They only had one thought in their mind, and that was to kill the Stone Statue Race.
"Die!"
"Die!"
Wherever the sickle passed, blood splattered.
Jun Changxiao didn't care if they were being controlled or not. Anyone who tried to invade would die under his blade!
At this critical juncture, if he still cared about his morals and benevolence, then he would be the one to die.
However.
More and more Dragon Race martial artists poured into the Dragon Palace under the summons of the Dragon Monarch. Even though Jun Changxiao was constantly harvesting, the number of martial artists still increased!
And this was just Dragon City.
As the Draconic Might continued to spread, the clansmen of the other cities would definitely attack.
The Blue Abyss Dragon King spat out several powerful light beams and roared, "All of you must die!"
At this point, he wouldn't let the Stone Statue Race go. He definitely wouldn't let Jun Changxiao go. Therefore, he crazily released his Draconic Might and summoned his clansmen to join the battle!
"You don't care about the lives of your clansmen."
Jun Changxiao coldly said, "Even if you have the Dragon Emperor's body, you are not fit to be the Dragon Emperor!"
"Whether I am fit to be the Dragon Emperor or not, it is not up to an outsider like you to decide!" The Blue Abyss Dragon King opened his mouth and spat out dozens of Draconic Might cannonballs. Half of them were aimed at Gongsun Ruoli and the other half were aimed at Gou Sheng!
He had been eyeing the Dragon Emperor's throne for tens of thousands of years. Today, he was finally going to ascend the throne. Therefore, anyone who doubted him must die!
The temptation of power.
It made the Blue Abyss Dragon King enter a state of madness.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! "
Gongsun Ruoli neutralized the cannonball that was aimed at her. Then, she blocked the other half of the cannonball and neutralized it. She coldly said, "The Dragon Emperor's body that was stolen is not legitimate even if you sit on the Dragon Emperor's throne!"
She didn't know the exact situation.
But, she could roughly guess one or two things.
Combined with the Dragon Clan's cold treatment and the High Priest's strange behavior, this Blue Abyss Dragon King might have stolen the Dragon Emperor's body and then controlled the Dragon Clan's upper echelons.
What made Gongsun Ruoli even more sure of her guess was that, for such a big matter like the Dragon Emperor's succession, why didn't the other three Dragon Kings come?
There were two possibilities.
Either they were controlled by the Blue Abyss Dragon King or they had been eliminated.
Jun Changxiao also thought of it.
He didn't care about the life and death of the three Dragon Kings. He only cared about Little Longlong!
My contracted beast met with misfortune.
Your entire Dragon Clan will be buried with it!
Page was his first contracted beast, but in terms of weight in his heart, Little Longlong was obviously higher. After all, they first communicated with words. Although they were master and servant, they were more like brothers.
"Die!"
Jun Changxiao's eyes were red from killing. He waved the Death God Scythe crazily. Streaks of blade aura that tore through space mercilessly reaped the lives of the Dragon Clan martial artists.
A pity.
As time passed.
More and more Dragon Clan members came from other cities.
The System said, "The effect of Hard to Retract Blade is still 20 minutes. Host can't kill all of them. Quickly retreat!"
"I'm leaving."
Jun Changxiao shouted angrily, "Who will avenge Little Longlong!"
"…"
The System was speechless.
"I know you can transform into a physical body, and I know your strength is unfathomable. After I can't fight, can you appear and help me destroy the entire Dragon Clan, even if you have to pay a painful price!" Jun Changxiao said resolutely in his heart.
"…"
The System said, "For a contracted beast, is it worth it?"
Jun Changxiao's thoughts drifted back to the past, back to the egg that he had spent a large amount of crystal cores to mutate, and then watched it hatch with his own eyes, as well as the first time he experienced flying after awakening his first form. The corner of his mouth gradually raised into a smile: "It's worth it."
"It's hard for me to understand human emotions."
"However …"
The System paused for a moment, then said: "Since you are so desperate, I will help …"
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, there was a fluctuation in the sky.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
In a moment, hundreds of martial artists wearing the same uniform appeared out of thin air.
Behind them, three thousand pitch-black mechs gradually appeared. Around them, hundreds of thousands of well-equipped soldiers gradually gathered, and … an incomparably huge Kun!
Ga!
The experts of the two clans in the fierce battle were dumbfounded.
Suddenly, there were uninvited guests. Anyone would subconsciously have a puzzled expression on their face.
The Purple King, who had just secretly brought everyone into Dragon City, discovered that the densely packed Dragon Clan members below him had transformed into their true forms and were staring at him. The corners of his mouth twitched as he said, "The spatial fluctuations here are too great. The Void Retreat has lost its effect!"
"Patriarch!"
Yao Mengying exclaimed.
"Patriarch my ass!" Hall Master Zi said in despair, "Hurry up and run!"
Just as he was about to escape, a familiar and astonished voice came from below. "Why are you all here?"
Ga!
The Purple King was stunned and hurriedly looked down. Soon, he saw the Patriarch surrounded by the densely packed Dragon Clan martial artists, and he was stunned on the spot.
Big Brother!
Why are you here!
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others also noticed Jun Changxiao, and a look of joy appeared on their faces.
"Patriarch!"
The Black Rakshasa was the calmest. He hurriedly said, "The Green Abyss Dragon King of the Dragon Clan forcefully stripped Xiao Long of his Dragon Emperor body and nailed him to a dragon pillar. We are here to save him!"
Space. Air.
It was as if everything had frozen in an instant.
"Ta!"
Jun Changxiao landed on the broken training ground and lowered his head slightly. The surrounding rocks and dust gradually floated up.
"My son …"
Gongsun Ruoli was stunned.
"Swish!"
At this moment, Jun Changxiao suddenly raised his head.
The stone statue's skin gradually turned black, and monstrous flames appeared around him. His face was ferocious, and his veins were bulging. He roared furiously, "Raze Dragon City to the ground!"
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