Move!
Xiatian's body completely moved.
Dantian!
Vortex Dantian. His Vortex Dantian swallowed all the scattered power, and then his body turned into a golden dragon.
Golden dragon!
An existence that the Dragon Clan had sealed for 100,000 years.
An existence that was said to be able to destroy the entire Dragon Clan.
The golden dragon that Xiatian had eaten before.
At this moment, this golden dragon appeared in front of Xiatian.
Pop!
Golden light flashed.
Xiatian's body landed behind Ghost Eyes and returned to his human form.
And Ghost Eyes was also standing there.
The two of them were back to back!
The final collision was also the final collision between the two of them.
Just like that.
The Battle of Weng Mountain was completely over.
In Weng Mountain, everyone knew that it was a trap set up by the Ghost tribe and Xiatian. As long as Xiatian fell in, he would not be able to come out alive. But now.
Bang!
Ghost Hand's body fell to the ground.
He lost.
Ghost Hand lost.
This time, the people who besieged Xiatian were almost all wiped out.
The Battle of Weng Mountain.
Xiatian won.
Ah!
Xiatian shouted loudly. His voice was very loud, as if he was venting the pressure he had endured in this battle.
Xiao Wu was so excited that he was about to cry.
Feng Zhonghe nodded. He understood that Xiatian had experienced too much pressure in this battle. Although Xiatian did not show it, he could imagine that he had to face so many experts alone, and also protect the brothers behind him, and worry about the people who were caught in front of him dying.
The burden on his shoulders was too heavy. He did not dare to say it, nor did he dare to show it. He could only use battle to numb himself.
But now.
He won.
"Go and save them." Feng Zhonghe patted Xiao Wu's shoulder.
Whoosh!
Xiao Wu hurriedly ran inside.
Plop!
Xiatian knelt on one knee.
Now, he had also reached his limit. He had never thought that he could win this battle, but now he had really created a miracle.
Xiatian slew an expert from the Ghost tribe, Yu Weng Shan.
"You lost." Xiatian turned around and glared at Netherclaw.
Cough cough!
Every time Ghost Hand coughed, it would be accompanied by a large mouthful of blood. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't because his body couldn't take it anymore. Xiatian's attack had made him completely lose it.
Bang!
Xiatian threw a punch at Netherclaw, wanting to finish him off completely.
Pop!
At this moment, a force blocked in front of him.
Red Robe!
Red Robe, who hadn't made a move all this while, finally made a move. Of course, his move wasn't to deal with Xiatian, but to protect Netherclaw.
Hmm?
Xiatian frowned and looked at Red Robe: "It's your turn, right?"
Red Robe shook his head: "He can't die yet. He is one of the two guards of the Ghost King. If you kill him like this, then the Ghost King will definitely come out. At that time, there will be no good show."
Good show!
Red Robe had always been a spectator. His strength was very mysterious. Until now, no one knew what kind of ability he had. They only knew that he was very difficult to deal with.
Even Xiatian knew that this person wasn't simple.
However.
He didn't kill anyone, but only promoted the development of the battle.
"So what?" Xiatian Asked.
"Xiatian, do you know why I did all this?" Red Robe Asked Xiatian.
"I don't know," Xiatian said.
"It's good that you don't know." After the red-robed man finished speaking, he glanced at Feng Zhong Crane and said, "I will come and find you again."
Then, he placed his hand on Netherclaw's body, and his and Netherclaw's bodies began to gradually disappear.
"Don't go." Xiatian hurriedly rushed forward.
Ta!
But after running a few steps, he stopped.
He was injured.
In the final battle with the ghost beast, he was still injured. Although it seemed that he had won, his body had reached its limit.
Bang!
At this moment, Xiatian's vision turned black and he fell to the ground.
"Xiatian!" Feng Zhonghe hurriedly ran over.
The battle was over.
The Battle of Weng Mountain.
This was called the most successful battle in hundreds of thousands of years by the later generations.
The two sides of the battle were Xiatian and all the upper and middle experts of the Ghost tribe.
The result was: Xiatian won!
Although the process was very complicated, no one cared about the process. Everyone cared about the result. In the end, Xiatian won.
When Xia Chen and Feng Zhonghe walked out with those experts, there were already quite a few people outside who were charging over, as if they were preparing to receive them. They couldn't enter Weng Mountain, but they could receive them outside.
In fact, most of these people were Xiatian's friends. Otherwise, they wouldn't dare to come here.
When Xiatian and the others came out.
The news of victory spread throughout the Ziyun Mountain Range.
When the human army heard the news, they were even more excited. They originally thought that Xiatian was dead for sure, but Xiatian had stimulated their courage.
But now, when they heard that Xiatian was alive, they were both brave and rational.
The morale of the human army was very high.
The counterattack had completely begun.
Cheers!
There were cheers everywhere. In the entire Ziyun Mountain Range, there was no one who didn't know Xiatian.
At this time, in the central area.
"Not good, not good."
"What's the panic? Is the Ghost tribe attacking? "Wang Wangye hurriedly stood up.
The intelligence personnel wouldn't come in casually. There must be important news.
"No, Wang Wangye, Xiatian walked out of Weng Mountain alive. Those human experts were rescued by him. Of all the upper and middle experts of the Ghost tribe, only four people from the Sacred Gate left. The rest are all dead."
"What?"
In an instant.
Everyone in the hall widened their eyes. At this time, all of them had an incredulous expression on their faces.
When they heard this news, they didn't dare to believe it at all.
"How … How is this possible?" Arctic Wolf Fang's voice was trembling.
He had always thought that Xiatian was dead for sure, so he was sitting there very happily. This could be considered as venting his anger, and there would be one less threat in the future. But now, he actually heard the news that Xiatian was still alive.
And Xiatian had actually created a miracle.
At this moment.
No one in the entire hall spoke.
The silence was terrifying.
They couldn't believe what they had heard.
After a long time.
Step!
Wang Wangye stood up. "You guys wait here. I'll go to the Great Emperor."
After saying that, he was extremely anxious.
Hero!
Xiatian had now become the hero in the hearts of everyone in the entire Ziyun Mountain Range. The entire Ziyun Mountain Range was singing his praises, and the legend of the Battle of Weng Mountain was everywhere.
For a moment.
Xiatian had become the number one expert among the humans in the Ziyun Mountain Range, and this title was recognized by everyone.
No one dared to refute.
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