Saint Qin Batu

Chapter 485 Battle of Hangu
The Penglai Patriarch, who spared no effort to expend his own vitality, revealed a golden light all over his body, like a round of golden sun.

And the golden-armored black dragon transformed by Yingzheng also breathes out the dragon's breath.In the blood-colored dragon eyes, there was a hint of majesty and deep taste.

"See if I don't break your dragon shape!" Penglai Patriarch shouted, the whip in his hand was much more dazzling than it was at the beginning.

Naturally, Ying Zheng also knew the power of this magic whip, and even if he took a whip, he could recover from his injuries, but it was also uncomfortable.

"when!"

A sound like Hong Zhong Da Lu echoed in the sky.

The original strength of the magic whip, but it can only shake the Jiuding slightly.However, this time, Jiuding was knocked off the original track all of a sudden.

Obviously, the power of the Penglai Patriarch at this time is completely incomparable to before.

However, although Jiuding deviated from the original track, before the Penglai Patriarch could recover his power, the golden-armored black dragon rushed forward quickly.

"Roar!"

Huge dragon's breath sprayed out from the mouth of the black dragon, instantly drowning the ancestor of Penglai.

"Stab!"

An ear-piercing sound sounded, and the golden long whip, like a sharp sword, cut the black dragon's breath in half instantly.

However, the whip that shattered the dragon's breath did not stop there.The Penglai Patriarch, who was bursting out with all his strength, was obviously much faster than the golden-armored black dragon who was more than a thousand feet tall.

"Oh!"

The golden whip fell on the black dragon's golden armor.The originally majestic golden armor shattered under the magic whip.

That's not all.The whip that smashed the golden armor left a long trace on the huge dragon body of the black dragon.

If it weren't for the fact that the black dragon is a battle spirit, it cannot be considered an entity. I am afraid that the black dragon will become bloody under this blow.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Among the [-] Tianjin army, more than a hundred people immediately vomited blood, and their expressions suddenly became a little depressed.

However, as a soldier of the Heaven's End Army, he was a soldier selected from a million, and his talent and willpower far surpassed that of ordinary soldiers.

Although the previous blow damaged the battle spirit, these soldiers also suffered serious injuries.However, under the support of their will, they still stood firm and persisted.

The battle spirit was damaged, and Ying Zheng naturally felt it too.Although the soul of battle is not composed of luck, Ying Zheng can use luck to heal the wounded soldiers of the end of the world.

Just a moment later, the soldiers of the Heavenly Extremity Army, who had been in a slump, suddenly recovered.And above the Dragon Soul, the injured part quickly healed again.

Seeing the black dragon's scars healed again, Patriarch Penglai's expression was a bit unhappy.

He who was high in the sky hadn't noticed the Heaven's Extinction Army that looked like ants below.What's more, there are only a hundred or so of the Heaven's Extinction Army who have experienced abnormalities this time.

Therefore, in his opinion, this black dragon is undoubtedly transformed by Qin's national destiny.Being able to recover so quickly must be the influence of national luck.

However, the ancestor of Penglai also noticed that the recovery time of the black dragon was obviously not as fast as expected.

"Look, it's you who recover faster, or me who hits faster!" Penglai Patriarch waved the magic whip in his hand again.A series of sharp long whips struck towards the golden-armored black dragon one after another.

However, there was no panic in the eyes of the golden-armored black dragon transformed by Ying Zheng.

"Swipe!"

Hitting the whip left a piercing sound in the sky.

However, this time, no matter how hard Penglai Patriarch tried, the black dragon hid the magic whip, or landed on the nine tripods, without touching the black dragon at all.

Gradually, Patriarch Penglai's complexion became a little ugly.

He knew that even though it looked like he was fighting against Ying Zheng now.However, I am wasting my vitality to fight, if I can't solve it as soon as possible, once I relax, I will definitely be at a disadvantage.

I couldn't help but smiled bitterly in my heart, the Penglai Patriarch knew that he was a little impatient.However, now that he has used all his strength, there is no room for turning back now.

Patriarch Penglai, who had adjusted his mentality again, became more and more aggressive with his subordinates' offensive.

But the golden-armored black dragon, which is more than a thousand feet long, is still undisturbed.Although it can't be called easy, it can't be called hasty either.

Ying Zheng is the lord of Qin, who holds the core of the country's destiny, and can provide protection when the Tianjin army is injured, but the rest of the generals do not have such ability.

On the other side, Bai Qi, who is in the Dao Casting Realm, fought against the Abbot Ancestor, who was also exhausted and full of firepower, because of his disadvantage.

On the contrary, Meng Ao, Wang Jian and others, who only have the marrow refining state, are in an advantage when facing the cultivator who is one level higher than themselves.

However, the duration of this advantage is also compensated.As time went by, those ordinary soldiers who condensed their battle spirits began to show more or less damage due to the damage of their battle spirits.

However, Ying Zheng, who was concentrating on dealing with the ancestor of Penglai, had no energy to take care of these things.Therefore, the strength of those various battle spirits is getting weaker and weaker.

It may be difficult for the ancestors of Penglai, who fought fiercely with Yingzheng at high altitude, to notice the changes in the ordinary Qin army below.However, the ancestor of the abbot, who was only in the air, had a panoramic view of the changes in the Qin army.

"Gathering the power of mortals together? Unexpectedly, it can reach such a level!" The abbot ancestor's mouth slightly outlined a smile.

The abbot's old ancestor's smile made Bai Qi's heart tighten, and he secretly said something bad in his heart.

Sure enough, next, the ancestor of the abbot no longer entangled with Bai Qi, and looked for opportunities one after another, wanting to directly attack the soldiers of the Qin army who were also struggling to support.

The behavior of the abbot patriarch was naturally noticed by those cultivators who transformed themselves into gods.Soon, the cultivator who had been suppressed by the Qin army also understood the key point.

Having been oppressed by a group of mortals whom they despised, even a thousand-year-old cultivator who transformed himself into a god would inevitably feel angry in his heart.

But now that Qin Jun's gate of life has been found, a group of monks who have transformed themselves into gods have found an outlet for their anger.That's right, those ordinary soldiers who only have acquired innate realm.

Suddenly, the advantages and disadvantages of both sides seemed to be adjusted.Wang Jian Mengao and other generals of the Qin army had to switch from offensive to defensive.

However, no matter how they defended, it was inevitable that the cultivators who transformed into gods would injure those ordinary soldiers more or less unavoidably.

"I see!"

In the sky, the ancestor of Penglai who also noticed this, his eyes lit up immediately, and he understood why Ying Zheng wanted to choose the battlefield in this high altitude.

The ancestor of Penglai no longer entangled with Yingzheng, and flew down directly, running towards the ordinary soldiers.

(End of this chapter)