Da Qin: Become stronger and immortal by picking up attributes from the battlefield

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The shouts of killing shook the heaven and the earth.

At the forefront of the Asura army, powerful beings at the quasi-saint level, such as Shiva, Vishnu, Indra, and Uma, could kill a large number of dragons at the Taiyi and Daluo levels with a mere gesture.

……

But behind the battlefield.

A throne of bones floats silently above a sea of ​​blood.

The Styx Ancestor sat on his throne, coldly watching the battlefield below.

He had already conquered a dragon city called "Blackrock City".

Now, they are attacking the second city, "Dragon Tooth City".

His Asura clan, like the other armies, were secretly vying for greater merit.

Just now.

Above Dragontooth City, space suddenly tore open.

One after another, figures even larger and more terrifying than the previous dragons roared out from the spatial rift.

"hold head high!"

The earth-shaking roar of the dragon echoed through the sky.

Leading the pack was a giant golden dragon, its entire body covered in golden scales and its length reaching ten thousand feet!
The oppressive aura emanating from it had reached the level of a quasi-saint!
The dragon reinforcements from the divine realm have arrived!

The golden dragon coldly swept its gaze across the boundless sea of ​​blood below and the millions of Asura warriors, finally landing on the Styx Ancestor.

"You vile insects, how dare you defile my lord's land!"

The deafening sound, like rolling thunder, resounded in the ears of every Asura warrior.

Some Asuras with weaker cultivation levels bled from all seven orifices and exploded to death under this terrifying dragon's might.

The Styx Ancestor looked at the golden dragon and sneered, "Another one coming to its death."

Followed by.

The Great Free Heaven roared and stepped forward to meet him: "Long worm! Your opponent is me!"

He waved his six arms, and the six divine weapons transformed into six streams of light, crashing down on the golden dragon.

"act recklessly!"

The golden dragon roared, its massive claws reaching out and easily tearing through the void, colliding violently with the six streams of light!

Boom!

There was an earth-shattering bang.

The six divine weapons of the Great Free Heaven were actually swatted away by the dragon claw.

He himself was also thrown backward by that terrifying force, carving a long spatial rift in mid-air.

"What a strong body!"

The Great Free Heaven steadied himself, and instead of showing fear, he became even more excited.

He licked his lips, and his aura surged once again: "Hahaha! This is getting interesting!"

He charged forward again and engaged the golden dragon in battle.

For a while.

The sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the sun and moon lost their light.

Every clash between these two quasi-saint level powerhouses caused the entire Dragon Continent to tremble violently.

Along with the golden dragon, tens of thousands of other dragons from the divine realm also descended.

These divine dragons are far more powerful than the dragons of the mortal realm.

Each of them possesses strength comparable to a Great Luo Golden Immortal, with the best among them reaching the threshold of Quasi-Saint.

Their arrival instantly turned the tide of the battle.

The Asura army, which had been advancing with unstoppable momentum, was actually brought to a halt by the impact of these divine dragons.

A black dragon engulfed in flames opened its massive maw and spewed out a breath powerful enough to incinerate the soul.

Hundreds and thousands of Asura warriors wailed as they turned to ashes amidst the dragon's breath.

A colossal ice dragon, its entire body made of ice, flapped its wings, unleashing an endless blizzard that froze vast swathes of blood into solid blocks of ice.

Countless Asura warriors were frozen into ice sculptures, and then shattered by a single claw from the dragon.

Upon seeing this, Vishnu was filled with rage.

He formed hand seals and chanted, "Great Illusion Realm, Sink!"

An invisible wave, centered on him, spread outwards across the entire battlefield.

Those divine dragons that were wreaking havoc on all sides froze instantly upon contact with this fluctuation, their eyes becoming dazed.

In their eyes, the Asura army ahead had transformed into mountains of gold and silver treasures.

Dragons are greedy by nature.

Seeing this sight, they completely forgot about fighting and, like madmen, pounced on the "treasure mountain".

What awaits them is naturally the Asura's butcher's knife.

puff!puff!
One after another, the dragons trapped in the illusion were easily beheaded, their massive bodies plunging into the sea of ​​blood, splashing up towering waves of blood.

Indra, Uma, and others also took action one after another.

The dragon army of the divine realm was immediately put on the defensive, and in a short period of time, nearly half of them were slaughtered!
Blood flowed like a river and corpses piled up like mountains.

The entire Dragon Tooth City was transformed into a hellish realm.

The golden dragon, locked in fierce battle with the Great Free Heaven, witnessed the mass slaughter of its people, and its golden vertical pupils instantly turned blood red.

"Roar!"

It let out a roar of extreme rage, temporarily abandoning Shiva, and its massive body suddenly turned and charged toward Vishnu and Uma.

"You vile insects, die!"

It opened its blood-red maw, and a golden beam of light, a hundred times thicker than all the previous dragon breaths combined, shot out from its mouth!

Annihilation Dragon Breath!

This is the innate divine power of the Golden Dragon Clan, containing the power of laws sufficient to obliterate everything!

Vishnu and Uma's expressions changed drastically.

They could sense that this attack contained a terrifying power that could threaten their lives.

Without a second thought, they decided to back down.

however.

The speed of that golden beam of light was simply too fast!
It looked like these two Asura quasi-saints were about to be struck.

At the critical moment.

A blood-red sword light, without warning, shot into the sky from the boundless sea of ​​blood!

The sword light was incredibly fast!

It easily tore through space, striking with perfect precision against the golden pillar of light, even though it was behind!
scoff!

A soft sound.

The desolate dragon breath, powerful enough to obliterate a quasi-saint, was actually split in two by this blood-red sword light!
The violent energy swept outwards to both sides, blasting large areas of space into nothingness.

The golden dragon's pupils suddenly contracted.

It suddenly looked up at the white bone throne floating above the sea of ​​blood.

On the throne, the Styx Ancestor had somehow stood up.

In his hand, he held a long sword that was entirely blood-red and exuded an aura of endless slaughter.

The ultimate innate spiritual treasure, the ferocious sword Yuan Tu!
The Styx Ancestor looked at the golden dragon with a murderous aura on his face, "Have you had enough fun? Now, it's my turn."

The words fell.

The Styx Ancestor made a move.

He snorted coldly and lightly swung the Yuan Tu sword in his hand.

hum!
Blood-red sword energy burst forth from the Yuan Tu sword, instantly transforming into a blood-red sword rain that covered the entire battlefield!
Each sword aura contained terrifying power enough to easily kill a Grand Luo Golden Immortal!
"No!"

"Get out of the way!" the divine dragons roared in terror.

They flapped their wings desperately, trying to escape this death zone.

however.

All in vain.

A blood-red rain of swords swept across the land, leaving no escape.

puff!puff!puff!

The sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh rang out frequently.

One colossal divine dragon after another was easily pierced through, its wings severed, and its head cut off by the blood-red sword rain.

Their screams and wails echoed throughout the entire Dragontooth City.

But there was not a trace of pity on the face of the Styx Ancestor.

He swung the Yuan Tu sword in his hand once more.

at the same time.

Another longsword, entirely black and radiating endless resentment and deathly aura, also flew out from behind him.

Abi!

Those divine dragons, unable to put up even the slightest resistance under the strangulation of these two swords, were slaughtered in droves!

Their flesh and blood fell into the sea of ​​blood below and were instantly decomposed, becoming part of the sea of ​​blood.

Their souls were forcibly pulled out by the terrifying suction force emanating from the Abyssal Sword, letting out a shrill scream before being completely obliterated!

In just a dozen or so breaths.

Tens of thousands of divine dragons were completely wiped out!
In the entire Dragontooth City, apart from that golden dragon, there wasn't a single other living dragon to be seen!

"Roar!"

The golden dragon gazed at the devastated battlefield and its hordes of slaughtered people, its heart burning with rage: "You...deserve...to die!"

Its massive body charged headlong toward the Styx Ancestor without regard for anything else!

however.

Despite this furious attack, the Styx Ancestor maintained his calm and composed expression.

He raised his hand and pointed.

hum!
The Abhiriya Sword let out an excited sword cry, transforming into a jet-black stream of light that soared into the sky, directly meeting the enraged golden dragon that charged forward.

"court death!"

The golden dragon looked at the approaching Abyssal Sword and didn't even bother to dodge.

It possesses the body of a quasi-saint, with an extremely powerful physical body that even top-grade innate spiritual treasures cannot harm it in the slightest.

How could a mere broken sword possibly harm me in the slightest?
Its enormous dragon claws gathered terrifying power capable of tearing stars apart, and it fiercely grabbed at the dark sword light!
however.

Just as the dragon claw was about to seize the Abyssal Sword.

Without warning, an indescribable and terrifying suction force suddenly erupted from that jet-black longsword!
The golden dragon felt its soul tremble violently, as if it were being forcibly pulled out of its body!

The golden dragon was terrified. "What...what the hell is this?!"

It quickly diverted some of its attention to suppress its restless soul.

But it was just that momentary distraction.

scoff!

Another crimson sword light appeared behind it at some unknown time, silently slicing across its neck with a trajectory as swift as a gazelle's horns, leaving no trace.

The enormous body of the golden dragon froze in mid-air.

Its golden vertical pupils were wide open, filled with disbelief.

"How...how...is this possible..."

puff!
The enormous, ferocious dragon head slid off its neck.

boom!
The massive dragon body, now headless, crashed heavily into the sea of ​​blood, splashing up towering crimson waves.

A phantom golden dragon soul, identical to the golden dragon, fled hastily from the sea of ​​blood, attempting to escape into the void.

however.

The Abi Sword had been waiting for a long time.

A flash of black sword light transformed into a massive net, tightly enveloping the fleeing dragon soul!
"No!"

The dragon soul struggled and charged desperately.

But all is in vain.

The terrifying suction force emanating from the Avici Sword firmly adhered it to the blade, while endless resentment and death energy, like a persistent leech, frantically eroded its very essence.

"what!"

A piercing scream echoed throughout the entire Dragon Fang City.

But it soon came to an abrupt end.

This golden dragon, whose strength had reached the peak of Quasi-Saint and who had roamed the Dragon Continent for countless years, was thus annihilated, body and soul!
For a while.

The entire battlefield was deathly silent.

……

On the other side of the world of gods, on the continent of Storm.

This place is the territory of the Storm God.

The sky is forever covered by thick gray clouds, and the gale howls incessantly, ravaging the land.

Each city was built within the eye of the storm, and only by relying on the power of the storm god could it survive the apocalyptic scene.

On weekdays.

These storms are their best refuge; followers of other gods are unwilling to set foot in this raging land.

however.

No one expected that they would face a formidable enemy from outside the region today!

"Wind Howling City".

This is the third city that the Qin elite soldiers, led by the butcher Bai Qi himself, have attacked together with the disciples of the three Xuanmen sects!

The black military formation stretched to the horizon.

The extremely refined, iron-blooded aura actually forced back the raging winds around them.

At the front of the army formation, Bai Qi, clad in black armor, stood silently in the void.

The blood-red cloak behind him remained completely still.

Beside him, Guangchengzi and Chijingzi of the Chan Sect, Duobao Daoren and Jinling Shengmu of the Jie Sect, and Xuandu Dafashi of the Ren Sect all had solemn expressions.

The disciples of the third generation, including Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi, were all eager to fight and their fighting spirit was high.

Nezha, riding on his Wind-Fire Wheels and wielding his Fire-Tipped Spear, looked at the giant city shrouded in a layer of azure storm shield and sneered, "It seems they received advance notice and have already activated the formation."

can be seen.

Countless wind runes flowed across the shield, completely isolating the baleful aura emanating from the Qin army formation.

Bai Qi raised his hand expressionlessly.

Immediately, hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers, armed with powerful bows, drew their bows and nocked arrows from within the army formation behind them.

hum!
The arrow was covered with magic-breaking runes, and black baleful energy condensed on the bowstring.

"put!"

Accompanied by Bai Qi's icy voice, tens of thousands of black streaks of light tore through the sky, crashing heavily against the azure storm shield like dense raindrops.

boom! boom! boom!
A series of rapid explosions rang out, and the cyan shield shook violently, rippling outwards.

But in the end, it was not directly broken through.

On top of the city wall.

A divine general clad in cyan divine armor, with four wings on his back and wielding a storm hammer, couldn't help but burst into laughter upon seeing this scene: "A bunch of ants from a lowly plane dare to challenge the majesty of the Storm God?"

...(End of chapter)