The second generation of the most powerful saint in history

Chapter 479 Turn the tide of battle
"It's ridiculous, the Dongling clan is also a big clan, I didn't expect it to be so ignorant!" Hearing the words of the Dongling patriarch, the soldiers of the Xifeng tribe who were fighting with the Dongling soldiers laughed a few times and said sarcastically.

It was just a heavy rain, so what effect would it have on them?Did he really think that this heavy rain could restrain the flames of the Xifeng clan and save their lives?Today, the Dongling clan is doomed!

Although, I don't know why, the weather was sunny just now, and the heavy rain was a bit weird, but after all, it was just a heavy rain, and most Xifeng people didn't take it seriously.

"Ah!" Daoxun who was casting a spell was also a little speechless. After switching to a practice method, the quality of the power in his body is high, but the quantity is really low. In the past, spells that can be used instantly with a wave of his hand are also somewhat difficult at this time.

Maybe it's because the rain that's about to fall is not extraordinary, or maybe it's because the area covered is too large, and the burden is heavy for a moment, and the strength in the body is about to be empty before the seal is finished.

But this is not a big deal, when Mu Yang patriarch nervously stared at Dao Xun and asked Qing Ming to protect him, a "gem" flashing with dazzling light appeared on Dao Xun's chest out of thin air. Of course, This is not a gemstone, it's just an ordinary divine stone, and it still contains a lot of energy.

But in the eyes of Patriarch Mu Yang, it was just strange and beautiful gemstones, which made him puzzled again. As for the surprise, he was already used to these strange methods and things of Dao Xun, so he probably didn't have much trouble in his heart.

"Click!" With a few crisp sounds, the three divine stones that just appeared in front of him lost their luster and turned into powder. Obviously, the energy in them was completely absorbed by Dao Xun, and it was not so clean, otherwise it would not have turned into powder. Mi powder, it just loses its luster and turns into an ordinary stone.

In this way, Dao Xun's hand seal has also been completed, and with an explosion in the sky, a blinding lightning flashed across the heavy clouds, and the bean-sized raindrops fell dripping down.

"It's raining?" Patriarch Mu Yang was stunned for a moment, seeing that Daoxun seemed to be over, he stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops and muttered, with some disbelief in his eyes, in his impression, no one could manipulate like Daoxun The power of heaven and earth.

And the raindrops that fell into his hands directly penetrated into the body of Patriarch Mu Yang within a short while, making him feel refreshed and refreshed.

Dao Xun also caught the raindrops, and smiled, other heavy rains composed of strange waters would take even more energy to cast. This is nothing more than spiritual rain that contains spiritual energy, which is good for people, but it is only for Xifeng clan.
"Ah!" "What happened? Why me"

At this time, as the heavy rain fell, Dao Xun heard the unbelievable exclamation of Xifeng soldiers, and turned his head to see that it was really his spiritual rain that had worked.

Those Xifeng clansmen who either turned their whole bodies into flames, or burned their bodies with flames, or even condensed the flames into weapons, and used the flames in various forms to fight, all suffered at this time.

Those who turned their bodies into flames to avoid attacks, the moment they were drenched by the spiritual rain, the flames were extinguished, forced into their bodies, and where they turned into flames, they directly changed back to the mortal bodies of the Xifeng tribe. It was the extremely sharp blade of the soldiers of the Dongling tribe who slashed heavily, like cutting tofu, directly cutting off the flesh and even the bones of the soldiers of the Xifeng tribe.

The luckier ones were attacking with flames. At this moment, when the heavy rain rained down, all kinds of things transformed into purple-red flames disappeared immediately, or were forced into the bodies of Xifeng people, and they were forced to practice their skills for a long time, and their faces turned red It can no longer be used.

Seeing such a situation, they were naturally stunned. Some of them reacted quickly. Although there was no order to withdraw troops, they quickly ran to the rear. The one who reacted slowly was that Rang had already been reminded , The Dongling soldiers who were ready to counterattack were cut with one knife.

In just this moment, the entire battlefield changed drastically, and the situation was reversed in an instant. The soldiers of the Dongling tribe who were suppressed by the soldiers of the Xifeng tribe with a look of despair, but who were retreating step by step, all had their eyes lit up and clenched their hands tightly. Teeth, counterattacked quickly, and even the Dongling soldiers who were injured and fell to the ground got up, and weapons shot out from all over the body, taking the lives of many Xifeng soldiers who were running for their lives in a hurry.

The soldiers of the Xifeng clan were not optimistic. Apart from being dazed at the beginning, they all fled to the rear at this time, and those who had already climbed the city wall jumped down without even thinking about it.

They understand very well that although they don't know why, most of them without flames, no matter their cultivation level, can't beat the people of the Dongling tribe. There is a big difference between those who can use the power of the tribe and those who cannot. How big, they understand very well.

The situation at this time was that the soldiers of the Dongling tribe who were one or two levels lower than the soldiers of the Xifeng tribe could easily take their lives, or even lower.

"It's the rain! Damn it! Why is this rain so evil? Our fire is the fire of Nirvana!"

Soon, the Xifeng soldiers also discovered the culprit that prevented them from using their strength, and many of them exclaimed loudly.

"There's something strange, the normal heavy rain obviously doesn't pose any threat to us!"

"The ghost knows what's going on? The sky is going to kill my Xifeng clan!"

The battlefield suddenly became noisy. It was different from the noise of swords and soldiers fighting and flames burning. At this time, it was full of shouts, mixed with the cheers of the Dongling soldiers who breathed a sigh of relief.

The Xifeng soldiers who cannot use the power of flame at this time are simply lambs who have no power to fight back. Except for the power of flame, the soldiers of Xifeng are far behind them in terms of physique. The requirements for physical strength are not high, and the ability of the Dongling tribe determines that if they want to become masters, they must cooperate with abnormally strong physique and movement skills.

No, the Xifeng soldiers who fled in a panic looked very ridiculous in front of the Dongling soldiers. The Dongling soldiers could easily catch up with them, even killing one and chasing the other without any pressure.

"Brother Daoxun. You can really change the outcome of a war by yourself. I am convinced!" At this time, the Patriarch Dongling returned to Daoxun's side at some point, and did not personally lead anyone to pursue him. The fleeing Xifeng soldier said with great emotion.

"The gate of the city can be opened, kill as many as you can, I think, instead of worrying about when they will attack again, it is better to let them never attack the Dongling tribe, so that patriarch Muyang and I can go to Longtu with peace of mind." It's gone." After casting the spell, Daoxun's body was a little empty, but it didn't matter, it was safe here anyway.

At this time, he was looking down at the Xifeng army that was no longer an army under the city, and said to the patriarch Dongling thoughtfully, his thought at this time was to destroy the Xifeng clan directly.

Although his own strength may not be able to defeat many powerful people in this world in a single duel, but the power of the magic formation seems to be infinitely magnified here. Just a spiritual rain has caused such a result.

Although there is also the reason why the Xifeng tribe's fire is restrained by water, but it is also the result of the fact that the tribe here has a single strength and lacks knowledge and resistance to spells and formations.

(End of this chapter)