God-level wish system dominates the whole field

Chapter 980 Fragile Alliance

"what?"

The princess said in fear: "Yes, what do you want me to do..."

Yang Ling looked at the old man who was urging the formation on the high platform, and said with a sneer, "Kill that old man for me."

The concubine's whole body trembled, she shook her head tremblingly and said: "Impossible, that person is an elder, and I can't beat him with his innate late stage cultivation!"

Yang Ling grabbed the woman's hand, then handed a long sword with a cold light to her hand, and said calmly, "You have no right to bargain, it's up to you."

As he said that, he retreated into the crowd of Hai Clan who were fleeing in a panic.

"Ding, you shattered the wish of the princess not to take risks, attribute point +1."

Feeling the strong sword intent of the long sword in her hand, the princess gritted her teeth and walked slowly towards the old man.

That's right, what Yang Ling handed over to this woman was the extremely sharp Longyuan Sword!

Although this woman can't use the skill of Longyuan Sword, it's not a problem to stab people.

After a while, the original thousands of Sea Clans had been killed by the blood arrows of the formation, and the remaining hundreds of Sea Clans, headed by Fairy Moxiang and a few innate realms, retreated to a corner of the formation , which naturally included Yang Ling pretending to be a kelp man.

Fairy Moxiang gritted her teeth and roared: "Desolate Twelve, is this how you barbarians treat your allies?"

Huang Twelve's handsome face showed no expression at all, he said lightly, "Moxiang, 370 of our clansmen entered this secret realm, and at least 100 of them have died in battle."

"Don't tell me that these people were killed by humans."

Fairy Moxiang turned pale when she heard the words, and shouted: "Desolate Twelve, our Sea Emperor treats you well, even His Royal Highness is going to marry you."

"It's simply ungrateful for you to act like this, and you will be struck by lightning sooner or later!"

After Huang Twelve sneered, he said calmly: "Out of the secret realm, I will naturally be the son-in-law of your Sea Clan, but in the secret realm, there are only interests and no allies."

He stopped talking nonsense, looked up at Mo Qilin, who was becoming more and more restless, and suddenly stretched out his hand, the blood energy in the blood pool suddenly stirred, and the next moment, a column of blood rose into the sky and poured into his palm.

At the same time, a strange gray symbol lit up in his palm. After the blood column was transformed into a rune, it turned into a billowing savage force, rushing towards Mo Qilin!
Mo Qilin immediately felt a huge threat, it roared up to the sky, and opened its mouth to spew out a brilliant light!

"The origin of the unicorn!"

Yang Ling's eyelids twitched below, and the two powerful rays of light collided with each other, and began to consume crazily.

It's just that people with a discerning eye can see it at a glance, because Mo Qilin has been consumed by the big formation for ten days before, and the gray savage power is even stronger under the decline of the original source.

At most one hour or three quarters, this spirit beast will be invaded by wild power. If it is stabbed with a blood spear to let the blood out, and the blood of the unicorn is replaced with wild power, then this ink unicorn will really become a wild unicorn.

Huang Twelve's mouth showed a slight curvature, and while he was fighting against the origin of the unicorn, he said lightly: "Elder Nadu, kill the sea people below."

Elder Nadu, that is, the old man of the barbarian tribe in the Houtian realm, grinned grimly when he heard this. Now that Huang Shier had taken over the control of the large formation, he and these dozens of barbarian tribes were able to free up their hands.

He laughed and said, "Fairy Moxiang, this old man has long wanted to have an intimate interaction with you. Before, you looked at me coldly. How are you doing now?"

(End of this chapter)