When the unparalleled Sword Qi tore the sky apart, the overwhelming aura of Hong Meng raged out, covering the sky and the sun. It could be said that the ruins of the Blue Ocean Tribe had become a river of swords.
Today, Yun Lingluo of the Blue Cloud Tribe sacrificed his blood to Hong Meng! The people of the Lin Meng Polar Region, including the Great Elder, never thought that Yun Lingluo could display such a vast offensive aura. When the aura calmed down, the Great Elder of the Dao God Pagoda turned around and was shocked to find that Yun Lingluo's Sword Qi …
Yun Lingluo's last move had consumed nearly 30% of the Hong Meng Tian Jing experts of the Lin Meng Polar Region!
Under the attack of the Unparalleled Sword Qi, the bodies of the people of the Lin Meng Polar Region collapsed and their Divine Souls shattered.
"Kill the people of the Hong Meng Polar Region without mercy!"
The Great Elder was so angry that his face turned blue. He immediately gave the order to the experts of the Lin Meng Polar Region who were lucky enough to survive.
The Great Elder no longer had the slightest mercy for the remaining people of the Hong Meng Polar Region.
The experts of the Lin Meng Polar Region immediately gathered together. In just a few breaths, they were ready to make a final attack on the people of the Hong Meng Polar Region who were still in the Blue Ocean Tribe.
Hai Qingling even said that she had not recovered from Yun Lingluo's previous attack. It was not until Hai Qingyan reminded her to be careful that Hai Qingling came back to her senses.
Obviously, Hai Qingling still found it hard to accept the fact that Yun Lingluo had died just like that.
"The children of the Hong Meng Polar Region will not retreat!" Hai Qingyan shouted.
Soon, the remaining people of the Hong Meng Polar Region gathered behind Hai Qingyan and Hai Qingling, ready to fight the people of the Lin Meng Polar Region.
Even though everyone knew what was going to happen to them, they all had a look of unswerving determination in their eyes, as if they were facing death calmly. The Great Elder looked at Hai Qingyan, who was once again able to gather the people, and shouted angrily, "The Hong Meng Polar Region is already at the end of its road. This is the end of the Hong Meng Polar Region. This is the end of the Hong Meng Polar Region. Why, one tribe after another, are not willing to surrender? Why, even with so many lessons in the past, are still stubborn? They had to turn this huge Primordial Polar Ground into a slaughterhouse that was nailed to the board. Only then would they feel that...
Why must we have a happy ending? " Hai Qingyan did not back down. He said, "I, Hai Qingyan, am not a genius. I guess I will never reach the legendary Hong Meng Dao Ancestor Realm in my life. Even reaching the ninth level of Hong Meng Tian Jing is not easy. But I, Hai Qingyan, knew from birth that I am a person of the Hong Meng Polar Region. In this life, I will be born in the Hong Meng Polar Region, and I will die in the Hong Meng Polar Region. Since I am going to die anyway, I might as well die in the Hong Meng Polar Region, which is still called the Hong Meng Polar Region.
Not the Hongmeng Polar Land that was invaded by you guys from the Linmeng Polar Land! "" Stupid, stupid, stupid! " The First Elder was unable to restrain his anger. A vast and boundless Primordial Energy suddenly burst out from his body. As it surged, this imposing aura suddenly flung out and directly condensed into an indomitable palm print in the air. No!
Without any explanation, he dashed toward Hai Qing Yan and the others.
"Boom!"
Before the huge palm print dissipated, the ruins of the Blue Ocean Tribe behind Hai Qingyan collapsed again because of the huge force of the palm print. In just a few breaths, the ruins of the Blue Ocean Tribe had become a piece of scorched earth.
Finally, the Great Elder of the Dao God Tower could not help but make a move.
Furthermore, this attack of his was already so shocking.
Obviously, with the strength of Hai Qingyan and Hai Qingling, they could not withstand this move.
Hai Qingyan endured the huge pressure of the palm print head-on. His body trembled slightly, and the surrounding Hong Meng aura was shattered.
Hai Qingling turned around and looked at the experts of the Hong Meng Polar Region who were repelled by the palm print. She could not help but show a trace of loneliness on her face.
There was a limit to one's strength.
If she had known that this would be the outcome, after Yun Chi Luo decided to die, Hai Qingling would have chosen to leave with the people behind her.
However, the current Hai Qingling didn't feel that her choice at that time was wrong.
Being able to die for the Polar Region of Hong Meng, her life in the Hong Meng Polar Region was not in vain.
"Leave no one in the Hong Meng Polar Region alive!" The Great Elder raised his arms and shouted. The palm print in the sky became bigger, and its momentum was vast, as if it was going to turn the world upside down. Just as the palm was about to land, a whistling sound was suddenly transmitted from the distant horizon. In an instant, the shattering sound of the Hong Meng Qi resounded through the clouds. When the First Elder raised his head in a stunned manner, he saw that the source of the sound was the source of the sound.
In the distant sky, a powerful aura of Hong Meng swept over, and in an instant, it was about to suppress them.
"Swoosh!"
A figure appeared in the sky in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, an incomparably violent Hong Meng Astral Wind came.
The Astral Wind swept over, and directly radiated a violent and violent Hong Meng Qi. Without much preparation, it pushed forward layer by layer, and directly collided with the palm print above.
"Boom!"
The huge Hong Meng Qi collided with the Hong Meng Qi, and a part of the sky suddenly trembled violently because of the violent collision.
At this moment, the mountains and rivers shattered, and Hong Meng collapsed!
Everyone present recovered after a short moment of shock. Their attention was no longer placed on the intersection between the palm and the astral wind. Instead, they looked towards the other side of the sky, looking towards the source of the vast and mighty pressure.
"This is … Could it be the Falling Flower Tribe?" Hai Qingyan exclaimed, "The Falling Flower Tribe actually came to save us?
Hai Qingling, on the other hand, was still looking at the figure that had suddenly appeared and blocked the palm print of the Great Elder of the Dao God Pagoda. After a long while, Hai Qingling frowned and muttered: "That person, is Long Chen from the Small Spirit World?" Hearing this, Hai Qingyan also followed Hai Qingling's gaze. When he saw the figure that Hai Qingling said was Long Chen, he actually blocked the Great Elder's palm print with his own strength, and was not at a disadvantage at all, other than being surprised.
It was more of a relief after narrowly escaping death.
In the distant sky, Patriarch Luo Hua and Patriarch Zishu stood at the forefront, and behind them were almost all the Hong Meng Tian Jing experts of the two great tribes. Through the huge palm print, Long Chen looked at the Great Elder, who had yet to recover from his shock, and said, "Is this the Great Elder of the Dao God Pagoda? I think you must be very clear about the Dao God Pagoda. This time, I finally found the right person. "
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