The Bloodline Road of Devouring the Starry Sky

Chapter 441 Accident, withdrawal

On the wasteland, the Zhanhai Kingdom Allied Forces waited for less than half a day before they saw islands and continental arrays coming from the horizon.

On it are the standard legions lined up, surrounded by giant beasts and celestial warships as numerous as stars, it's so majestic.

In such a battle, it seems that the Zhanhai Kingdom's legions are at a disadvantage.

After joining the Zhanhai Kingdom, Mo Heng also saved. The Mishan Kingdom next door does have a deeper foundation than the Zhanhai Kingdom that was established in the last tens of thousands of epochs.

However, the existence of various forces in Origin Continent has never been based on the development level of its low-level cultivators, but more importantly, the top experts.

This battle is the same.

At the very center of the Mishan Army, there are mechanical warships, lava islands, and water mist behemoths. All of them emit avenue-level fluctuations.

There are five channels in total.

On the Zhanhai side, there was a faint confrontation between Xi Shengjun, Shenglu Shengjun and the Lord of Minhu City.

Mo Heng relied on the will of the Holy Realm to cover the entire battlefield with his perception, as well as the battlefields of several Chaos Lords high in the sky.

In front of the Zhanhai Kingdom coalition forces were dozens of superiors wearing black masks. Although the words of these superiors could not be heard, the orders were quickly circulated within the coalition forces.

Mo Heng, who was watching the battle, had vague fluctuations in his eyes, and the tumbling water curtain was too familiar.

After the latter received a communication talisman flying from afar, he first mobilized the Wangui Mountain Void Legion to make a detour, and then looked at the dozen or so middle eternities behind him:
"Everyone, our mission for this battle is to harass the peripheral mechanical battleships on the flanks. If we can entangle one or two high-ranking Eternals, then we will have completed the mission perfectly."

The formation gradually unfolded.

He looked past the several Chaos Lords and looked at the figures with different auras behind them, no less than a hundred of them.

Mo Heng, who acts as a soy sauce minion, yearns for the power of several chaos masters, but his opponents in this battle should not be these few.

This number of high-ranking eternities is already equal to the number of eternal true gods in Wangui Mountain. It is worthy of the accumulation of the veteran universe god kingdom. This is only the military strength of the opponent's first city.

Its steady voice echoed with the roar of the fierce hurricane, spreading throughout the sky.

Xi Shengjun waved his fan several times in succession, and many secret techniques were approaching, but they were all weakened by the bead. Then he stopped for a moment and his eyes focused:
"I wonder where your confidence comes from. You gathered a few unworthy saints and dared to go against our brothers. It turns out you have got a good treasure!"

"How dare you make a mistake!"

When Xi Shengjun heard this, his expression became even colder, "Humph, that's as you wish!"

The familiar power system made Mo Heng stunned and said Death!
That bead in the hands of the Sacro Mountain City Lord was like a mountain that split the sea and calmed the wind. All the forces that were contrary to the path of death were excluded.

Beside him, the two Chaos Lords stared at the five Chaos Lords of Mishan Kingdom with unkind eyes.

Stepping forward with his feet in the void, a diamond-shaped iron fan appeared in his hand. As it danced gently, countless strong winds and black mist were generated, sweeping towards the Mishan Kingdom in front of him.

Even if low-level practitioners do not play a decisive role in this battle, the style of Origin Continent is destined to be a world that advocates fighting!
The mechanical warship group is the vanguard, the floating continent and islands are the central army, and countless beast masters, weapon masters, and lone strong men shuttle among them, heading towards the Zhanhai Army with the force of mountains and tsunamis.

While the low-level practitioners below were watching the battle, the atmosphere became more subtle, and the formations in the dark began to change.

"Sao Shan, you, Mi Shan, are the first to violate the agreement between the two countries. You will bear the consequences at any cost!"

In Wan Guishan's camp, a middle-ranking officer said in a low voice: "In their view, we bastards will only be more likely to cause a frontal chain defeat, so naturally they have to be sent away."

Everyone said yes one after another, and followed Feng Yuan to stand behind the Void Legion to supervise the battle.

After the words fell, a bald old man appeared in the sky above the mainland, looking down at Xi Shengjun and the other three.

The tumbling water curtain and the violent sea of ​​fire spread out with the man in blue shirt and the young man with red eyebrows as the centers, and came in parallel.

In an instant, the eight Chaos Lords present fought together.

'Is this the strength of the eighth level of Yuanshen Palace? Presumably these four should be the best among the seventh level of Yuanshen Palace. Mo Heng said secretly.

"Insanity!"

On the floating continent in the center of the Mishan Kingdom camp, weird laughter seemed to come from the underground abyss:

Until a certain moment, a sinister voice came from the center of Mishan Kingdom: "Kill them all!"

His [Chaos Golden Wings] should be in this person's hands.

The Zhanhai Kingdom camp faced the enemy head-on with the main legions of the two domestic holy cities. As for the local holy gates, they were sent to the two wings.

Occasionally, the Eternal True God of Mishan Kingdom breaks into the battle group, and is blocked by his own Eternal Front.

"kill!"

The face of the Lord of Sacro Mountain City remained the same as before, and a dark bead appeared in front of him. The strong wind rushing towards it stopped during the day as it approached his body.

Below, the man in blue shirt, the young man with red eyebrows, the old man in black shirt, and the woman in plain robe slowly lifted into the air from their cars, showing off their power unscrupulously.

These words made several people behind the Sacro Mountain City Lord look at each other angrily at the same time!

Catching a glance from the woman in red in front.

However, during the fight, the man in blue shirt and the young man with red eyebrows were obviously at a disadvantage, so the old man in black clothes and the woman in plain robes quickly came to help, so that they could barely compete.

Xi Shengjun stood in front of the coalition forces with his hands behind his hands. Following his words, a strong wind arose in the originally calm sky.

While Mo Heng was thinking about it, Shengjun Zanglu and City Lord Minhu had already used their magical powers to block the two of them.

The old man in black shirt and the woman in plain robe shouted one after another, and the remaining young man with red eyebrows and the man in blue shirt started to move directly.

At the beginning, the battle between the two sides was not that fierce, and the Eternal True God rarely took action. Wan Guishan and others were also happy to do so. Anyway, their own Void Legion was already exerting pressure from the side.

"Hey, Lian Xi, why do you need to be so high-sounding? Let's talk with our strength!"

In the two battlefields between Shengjun Zanglu and Lord Minhu, the two still had the upper hand, but they were unable to win for the time being.

Closer to the central poison, Xi Shengjun looked calm, holding a diamond fan in his right hand and an emerald green screen suspended above his head.

With the cooperation of the two, strong winds and black mist swept across that corner.

With such a superimposed power, the Lord of Sacro Mountain City couldn't help but push the black bead in his hand to the extreme, causing decay, withering and other death-type fluctuations to disperse, but the effect of calming the wind was still not as good as before.

A faint black mist seeped in, and wisps of wind began to erode the area in front of him.

Naturally, this Chaos Lord did not put all his abilities on a Chaos Secret Treasure.

Black beads floated above his head, and a thin sword appeared in the hands of the Sacro Mountain City Lord, turning into thousands of shadows and slashing at the wind that was everywhere around him.

Until a certain moment, Xi Shengjun saw that he could not attack for a long time, and with a thought in his mind, the emerald green screen shot away under his urging.

The image of the dark world engraved on the screen loomed, causing the entire black mist and void to hit the Lord of the Sacro Mountain City.

The latter's expression changed, and a pale brilliance gathered in front of him, but he was still unable to block such suppression and fell straight down. The people and treasures that fell into the battle group below like meteors were more like external natural disasters, making the void legions on both sides like ants. They fell in pieces under such power, with no bones left.

However, the methods of the two chaos masters have not stopped yet.

Under the suppression of the emerald green screen, the black mist turned into a field, and the continuous mist turned into the shape of a beast, grinning and pounced into it.

Pieces of pale brilliance emanated from the center, crushing the fog beasts that were rushing one after another.

After a few breaths, the black mist gradually parted, and the figure of the Lord of Sacro Mountain slowly walked out, looking at Xi Shengjun with even more fear:
"I didn't expect that after three thousand reincarnations, you would actually take a step forward. There are really many latecomers to Zhanhai Kingdom. It seems that I can't keep you today!"

Different from his usual black attire, at this moment, the gloomy-looking old man was wearing a piece of white jade bone armor.

Various fluctuations converged and condensed into the ultimate mystery of the path of death, which overflowed from the bone armor.

Many voids and eternities around this person were sluggish under the shock of some kind of power. Wisps of souls were pulled out from their heavenly spirits and converged on the Lord of Sacro Mountain City.

The latter's eyes were cold, and behind the bone armor, a whip-like vertebra tail swung, crushing and absorbing the souls.

After a moment, he said with a satisfied smile: "I'm sorry. I have only mastered this 'Sacral Soul Body' in recent days, but I have hurt many of my own people."

Immediately, it turned into a white light and rushed towards the sky.

Mo Heng, who was watching the battle from a distance, became more and more interested.

From the perspective of millions of years of studying "Death Prologue" in the Zhanhai Divine Realm, it seems that the Sacro Mountain City Lord, who is nearly a master of the Death Path, has also practiced the multiple mysteries of the Death Path at the same time.

In addition, many external resources should have been combined to form this bone armor full of dead souls and decay.

'This person's secret technique of death path is systematic, and it seems that it also comes from a profound inheritance. '

It's a pity that, given Mo Heng's courage, he didn't dare to stroke this man's tiger beard now, so he had to turn part of his attention to the battlefield below.
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Nearby, the disasters brought by the saints on both sides did not stop them from stopping, but instead began to mobilize their troops with great fanfare.

Hundreds of eternal true gods rushed into the battlefield from both camps. Some fought against the Void Legion's secret technique of joint attack, some began to slaughter low-level practitioners, and some were stopped by people of the same level.

Boom~ A team of 100 people from Wangui Mountain was confronting the void-level team from the other side. The impact of the convergence of divine power was suddenly shattered by a sword light.

A thin old man with disheveled hair, his eyes full of murderous intent, rushed towards him from a distance.

In just a few blows, the secret technique attack supported by this void-level team was broken.

Several True Gods of the Void with prototypes of small universes were split into two by the light of the sword one after another. Even the hearts of the True Gods were shattered at this moment, and their bodies died.

"stop!"

Several low-ranking true gods from Wan Guishan joined forces and tried their best to block the attack of this middle-level eternal man.

Similar scenes have appeared one after another in the camps of local holy sects such as Wangui Mountain and Fengqimen.

These combined attack teams, which could only match the lower eternity, were unable to block the surprise attack of these mid-level eternity. The interference on the two wings of the Mishan Kingdom suddenly eased.

Feng Yuan frowned and his face became even uglier, but he still transmitted the message quietly. Several powerful middlemen behind him understood Yongyong and turned into divine power to escape and rush into the battle group.

Mo Heng, who had experienced a great battle in the Universe Sea, naturally knew that such a fueling tactic was just poison to quench thirst, and he pinned his hopes on the head-on confrontation between the two main forces.

But that's all. These local saint-level forces have already entered the situation. If they retreat this time, or if they fail to work hard, they will only be liquidated by the two major universe gods in the future.

In just a few quarters of an hour, there were only a few middle eternities left behind Feng Yuan.

A red-feathered birdman was about to pierce the chest of a Void God from Mount Wangui, but his direction was suddenly changed.

Ding~
He raised the flying fork in his hand, narrowly blocking a spear.

The explosive force caused the birdman's wings to wave slightly behind him, and a giant bird phantom flashed away behind him before he stopped and sensed the incoming enemy.

The spear filled with cold mist drew a trajectory in the air and fell into the hands of a young man in black armor.

"Witch cultivator, ancient cultivator?"

Catching the fleeting phantom on the opponent's body, Mo Heng thought of his own Lingluan heritage, but there are also some witch cultivators who can transform the divine body and steal the power of alien beasts.

The Void God looked like he was about to survive the disaster, bowed to Mo Heng, and then leaned towards another team of his own.

Mo Heng's eyes swept across the sky filled with trophies left behind by the death of the Void God, and looked at the red-feathered birdman.

The latter was unwilling to give up these trophies. Without saying a word, he rolled on the spot and turned into a three-color bird flying towards Mo Heng.

The mystery of the origin of light is contained in every move of the giant bird, and the colorful fields spread out with great momentum.

But after all, he is just a mid-level eternity.

The cold mist gun was in the air, and the sweeping force like a whirlpool on the sea slowed down the giant bird and the light around it.

There is no strength or weakness in the original secret, but there is one in the person who performs it.

Mo Heng did not activate the amplitude of the armor's divine power, and the divine power was only burned at the third level, so he activated the cold mist gun to fight with the giant bird for a few rounds.

Dozens of moves later, in the mysterious vortex of the origin of water, a spear light passed through the barrier and pierced the neck of the giant bird.

Boo!
A shrill cry came out from the tricolor bird's beak, and then its body broke apart, and the figure of the red-feathered birdman fell out of the dissipated divine power. Without even looking at Mo Heng, he fled to the rear.

"You want to run away now, don't you think it's a little late?"

The mystery of the origin of water is a typical domain specialty among many paths. Circles of waves roll from the outside to the center, and the red-feathered birdman.

Ten seconds later, the red-feathered birdman was in a desperate situation under the shadow of Mo Heng's gun.

It's not that the Mishan Kingdom is coming to help from the surrounding area, but this is a battlefield, and Mo Heng also has reinforcements.

Around Mo Heng, three or four battle groups of the Eternal True God have appeared, and more than a dozen teams of Void Gods have entangled many inferior Eternals.

The gun shadow stabbed into the chest of the red-feathered birdman with the force of a tsunami. The latter's figure froze, the heart of the true god was broken, and the flying fork in his hand fell.

Waving his hand to put away the man's body and treasures, Mo Heng turned around and rushed towards another battle group.——
Far in the center of Mishan Kingdom, at the entrance to the illusory world of gods, a skinny old man in yellow clothes slowly walked out of the cosmic passage.

Several soldiers with different auras flew over, knelt down and prostrated: "Greetings to the Lord!"

Lord Mishan nodded slightly and looked strangely high into the sky. It was a ray of light that broke through the space of the source world. He caught it in his hand and showed the prototype of the messenger talisman.

"A message from the Lord God?"

The old man held the letter talisman. After a moment, his eyes changed continuously, and then he shouted: "Why are these natives so crazy at this time?"

"Hmph, I had a chance to fight with Zhanhai Kingdom, but I didn't expect that I would send an order to Saoshan and the others to withdraw their troops!"

(End of this chapter)