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Chapter 1905

Words:2415Update:22/11/27 10:19:52

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Aside from the ground, there were even more ghostly beasts in the air. Each ghostly beast had a Flood Dragon Human standing on it.

Surrounded on three sides, aside from the front, there were no gaps.

However, the front led to the Rakshasa Race.

As expected, the Rakshasa Demon army was on its way, completely sealing off the encirclement.

General Feng looked around and fixed his gaze on a tall mountain in the distance.

A Rakshasa Demon with gray bone spikes on his shoulders and a Flood Dragon Human cultivator with a scar on his face stood side by side.

General Feng's gaze sank as he said coldly, "Wu Ting, what is the meaning of getting a bunch of trash to surround my army?! Could it be that you want to rely on this group of useless rebels to surround and kill my Flame Dragon Legion?! "

Although there were many cultivators surrounding the Flame Dragon Legion, their cultivations were lacking. However, most of their cultivations were lacking. They could not even compare to the Rakshasa Demons in the stronghold, much less the Flame Dragon Army.

Many of them were not even Minor Primal Core Venerates. It would not be wrong to call them trash.

The Divine Dragon Empire did not have as many people as the dynasty. However, they all had the Dragon Race bloodline and were stronger in the first place. Those who could enter the Flame Dragon Legion were at least Major Primal Core Venerates. Half of the elites were Star Venerates.

Although General Feng was surrounded, he did not show too much worry.

The Rakshasa Demon on the tall mountain was the Sovereign Personage Wu Ting. The Flood Dragon Human cultivator Yan Cangming stood beside him.

Wu Ting smiled faintly. "You are right. Today, I am going to use this group of Flood Dragon Humans to deal with you. This is called using dragons to control dragons. If you think that they are trash, you can take a look at their Battle Armor first. It will not be too late to decide then. "

"It's the Demonic Dragon Battle Armor!"

The expression of General Feng's adjutant changed drastically when he saw it.

The Demonic Dragon War Armor was personally refined by the Black Dragon King. Aside from its strong defense, the Demonic Dragon War Armor was extremely sturdy. Aside from its strong defense, it had a strong suppressive effect on Dragon Race cultivators. The Demonic Dragon Battle Armor could mostly neutralize Martial Techniques containing the Dragon Race bloodline and Veritable Essence Energy.

Wearing the Demonic Dragon Battle Armor immediately weakened the Flame Dragon Legion cultivators' advantage in cultivation.

Furthermore, the Flame Dragon Legion had a numerical advantage, several times the Flame Dragon Legion's. The situation immediately turned bad.

"Hahaha, not bad, you have a good eye. Although this Demonic Dragon Armor is a replica and will be useless after one use, it is enough to wipe out your Flame Dragon Army. Kill! "

Wu Ting laughed maniacally. The army of one hundred thousand Flood Dragon People charged forward without fear of death.

I've been tricked!

General Feng's heart skipped a beat. It was possible that the Netherworld King's Altar was summoned ahead of time by the other party. They were waiting for his army to move out. Someone had already planned all of this.

"General, what should we do?"

General Feng's face sank as he said coldly, "Charge! Charge out before the Rakshasa Demon army arrives."

It was not worth it to fight with these flood dragon people.

In General Feng's opinion, the Flood Dragon Humans were incomparably lowly. It was not worth it for the Dragon Race cultivators to exchange their lives with them. In any of the nine layers of the Netherworld, Flood Dragon Humans would always have the lowest status.

In addition, the Dragon Clan itself had a rather negative opinion of this former traitor.

The current situation was also one of the bases for General Feng's judgment. Taking back the stronghold was out of the question.

As long as they could charge out before the encirclement closed up and protect most of the Flame Dragon Army, they would be lucky.

General Feng showed a sullen expression as he led the Flame Dragon Army forward.

The Flood Dragon Humans in the rear were in a frenzy as they chased relentlessly. The Flood Dragon Humans on both sides continuously harassed them, so their advance was not smooth.

Wei Hongfei felt that something was wrong. However, the situation was urgent, so he could not figure out what was wrong.

Relying on the Flame Dragon Army's strong mobility, the Flame Dragon Army charged forward without saying a word. The Flood Dragon Humans finally managed to shake off the Flood Dragon Humans encircling them from three sides.

However, it was too late. Xiao Chen heaved a sigh of relief.

The ground suddenly caved in. Before Xiao Chen could understand what was going on, boundless lava spewed out.

A trap!

Someone had predicted General Feng's move. They guessed that he would not fight to the death with the Flood Dragon Humans.

The ground exploded, and the horrifying lava of the Netherworld erupted, immediately tearing apart the Flame Dragon Army's formation.

Countless Flame Dragon Army cultivators died miserably in an instant. Cries of pain rang out.

Several war chariots instantly exploded. The cultivators inside had no space to dodge; the scene was unbearable.

Instantly, there were countless casualties.

"Kill!"

A chaotic battle broke out. The three Flood Dragon Humans took advantage of the chaos to charge in, risking getting blasted by the lava. They wanted to prevent the Flame Dragon Army from regaining a unified command, maintaining the chaotic situation.

What made the Flame Dragon Army even more despairing was the rumbling of the inheritance in front. The black-armored Rakshasa Demon army had reorganized and blocked the gap.

"Little Brother Yan, your plan is indeed exquisite. Hahaha! I will definitely remember your contribution. After this matter is over, I will ask Rakshasa Heaven for permission to give you a piece of land as your tribe's fief. "

Wu Ting laughed maniacally. As he watched the Flame Dragon Army fall into such a situation, he felt strangely excited.

The Flame Dragon Army was incredibly strong. It had made the Rakshasa Demon army suffer several times already. Wu Ting felt delighted to have this day.

"Many thanks."

Yan Cangming remained expressionless. It looked like he was about to succeed in his plan, but he did not show much joy.

Even if Yan Cangming managed to kill the Flame Dragon Army, at least half of his subordinates would die.

The Rakshasa Demons only needed to block the top. However, the Flood Dragon Humans had to enter the lava formation to fight the Flame Dragon Army.

The difference in treatment was obvious with one glance.

However, Yan Cangming did not show any dissatisfaction on his face, not showing it at all.

A chaotic battle broke out. Blood flew everywhere, and miserable shrieks rang out.

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned red from killing, and they fell into a frenzy. It was a complete chaotic battle.

The more chaotic the battle, the more advantageous it was for the Flood Dragon Humans. That way, the Flame Dragon Army's advantage in organization would vanish.

"Haha! Are you thinking of defying heaven and changing your fate? I'll test you out!"

Seeing that no one could stop General Feng and that he wanted to reorganize his army, Wu Ting laughed maniacally and charged over.

The two Sovereign Personages fought. Instantly, they left a large empty space in the middle of the battlefield.

The strong auras deterred anyone from getting close. If they did, they would die.

Yan Cangming looked around and fixed his gaze on Wei Hongfei. A cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes. "Golden Divine Dragon! The Six Colored Divine Dragons should all die! "

"Whoosh!"

Yan Cangming's figure flashed, and he charged into the battle, landing in front of Wei Hongfei.

Wei Hongfei's expression froze slightly. This Flood Dragon Human before him actually gave off a dangerous aura.

Yan Cangming showed a disdainful smile. The scars on his face wiggled, making his face look extremely terrifying. "You seem to be injured. In that case, I'll only use half my strength. Come, let me see how strong your Golden Dragon is."

"You are seeking death!"

Seeing the other party's disdainful expression, rage immediately flashed in Wei Hongfei's eyes. To think that a Flood Dragon Human dared to underestimate him.

In the Abyssal Underworld, a Flood Dragon Human was the lowest existence. To think that he dared to mock the Divine Dragon Empire's strongest Golden Dragon Race.

"Bang!"

In the end, when the two exchanged a palm strike, endless Demonic Qi poured out of Yan Cangming's body. The Demonic Dragon Might in his body immediately surged like the sea, vast and boundless.

Yan Cangming used a lot of force, and Wei Hongfei vomited a mouthful of blood as he went flying back.

"You do not even have the strength to force me to use my bloodline power. It looks like you are severely injured. How unfortunate. Killing you like this does not bring me any joy at all. "

Wei Hongfei retreated quickly on the sea of lava. As he looked at the other party's Battle Armor, he entered deep thought.

Aside from being injured, the bigger reason was that the other party's Demonic Dragon Battle Armor blocked most of the force from his palm strike.

Most of the Flame Dragon Legion cultivators in the lava sea and the entire battlefield were in a similar predicament as Wei Hongfei.

The Flame Dragon Legion cultivators were simply helpless against the other party's Demonic Dragon Battle Armor.

Even though the other party was only an insignificant Venerate, this Demonic Dragon Battle Armor, which the Black Dragon King specially developed to counter the Dragon Race, immediately became problematic.

In the distant sky, the Demon Blood Vulture carrying Xiao Chen and Murong Yan traveled through the clouds.

Suddenly, Murong Yan's and Xiao Chen's expressions changed at the same time.

A heavy stench of blood penetrated the clouds and spread over, instantly turning the two's expressions grave.

It was the blood of Dragon Race cultivators!

How many Dragon Race cultivators had to die for the stench of blood to soar into the clouds?

Xiao Chen and Murong Yan both sensed that something major had happened, something very bad.

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