Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 329 The final battle
Merlin couldn't sit still.

When he heard the general of the throwing soldiers calling for the first to fifth battalions to attack together, he knew that if he waited any longer, even if everyone was fine, the hall might not be able to withstand it.

So as soon as the voice outside fell, he gave the order to fight back.

Five hundred hands of death, which could kill even the strongest of Wu Zong, went back and forth, which the royal army never dreamed of.

Seeing those pitch-black and shiny iron balls smashing towards their own heads, they were frightened out of their wits, unable to maintain their formation anymore, screaming and fleeing in all directions. For a while, there were shouts, scolding, and screams incessantly.

Mo Lin stood by the window, looking straight at the First Prince. The death hand thrown by Lei Huo and others was not aimless, and aimed directly at the First Prince's chariot.

The Eldest Prince's face was gloomy, seeing the eyes of the death hand smashing towards him were full of shock and anger, but he didn't panic.

Dazzling rays of light soared into the sky, and the expert guards standing beside the First Prince made a move.

Those dozens of hands of death were swept up into the air when they were five or sixty meters away from the First Prince.

boom!boom……

The hand of death exploded in mid-air like fireworks, and the light from the explosion tore through the dark night sky, illuminating the space several kilometers around.

The earth trembled violently, and the entire group of palaces in the Seven Star Palace shook violently.

Waves of air blasted into the sky, sending countless limbs and broken arms into the air. The flat and smooth stone floor was riddled with holes and devastated. Within 150 meters around the central hall, there was no one who could still stand. Royal soldiers.

Of the 400 hands of death, except for a few that exploded in the air and turned into festive fireworks, the remaining [-] or so caused tens of thousands of casualties to the royal family.

On the surface of Qixing Lake, the waves are rolling, the huge waves are rising, and the thick water columns of the water tanks shoot up into the sky.

After the earth-shaking explosion, the whole world fell into dead silence.

The surviving soldiers of the royal family were stunned, staring in horror at the huge pits of more than ten meters ahead and densely packed stumps and broken arms, completely unable to believe their eyes.

Standing on the window sill on the second floor of the main hall, Mo Lin was also quite frightened by the scene in front of him.

Nearly [-] lives were gone in a blink of an eye. Although these were enemies, Mo Lin felt a little unacceptable for a while.

"Inform everyone, the next thing is the real big battle."

Mo Lin quickly withdrew his mind and gave the order to welcome the final battle.

The royal crossbowmen were destroyed. I believe that the eldest prince who has suffered so much will not repeat the same tricks. He will continue to use the hand of death to clear the way. Start.

Merlin's hunch was right.

The eldest prince was angry.

Anger like never before.

From the moment he saw Mo Lin for the first time, he had been watching with cold eyes.

While observing the strength of the treasure hunting team, formulate an offensive evolution.

He thought he knew everything about the treasure hunting team well. After seeing Mo Lin, who was supposed to die, appearing in front of him again, and using the method of luring the enemy to bring nearly ten thousand casualties to him, he knew that he had still underestimated it. The strength and endurance of a group of lingering guys.

In this palace with a radius of only a few kilometers, it is difficult to take advantage of the superiority of the number of troops. The treasure hunting team is like a poisonous snake hiding in a hole in the central hall. As long as they don't come out to fight head-on, they are invincible .

The temptation of ordinary soldiers has no meaning except to increase casualties.

Five hundred hands of death not only brought tens of thousands of losses, but more importantly, affected morale.

If the central hall cannot be captured in the shortest possible time and the news is sent back to Yunlan Kingdom, it will definitely cause immeasurable damage and trouble to his battle for the throne.

Can't wait any longer.

"General Gongsun, Uncle Emperor, Commander Gu, attack!"

The eldest prince spoke slowly, and called out three names.

The three names represent the three major forces. Gongsun Bo is the head of the Black Armored Iron Guard, Song Yuanbiao represents the palace, and the old man named Gu Da is the leader of the eldest prince's bodyguard.

"Yes!"

The three of them, who had been impatiently waiting for a long time to make a move, took orders in unison. With loud shouts, the masters in the military behind the eldest prince raised their souls one after another, and the huge soul gates tore through the void one by one, turning into pillars of light that soared into the sky. , and there were bursts of beast-like roars, and someone released the martial spirit directly!

"Seventh Level Wuzong"

"Eighth level Wuzong!"

"Eighth level Wuzong!"

"Ninth level Wuzong!"

"Ninth level Wuzong!"

"Eighth level Wuzong!"

"Tenth level Wuzong!"

……

Seeing the powerful breath of soul essence released by nearly a hundred paths, all the members of the treasure hunting team changed their expressions drastically. Except for Mo Lin, even Lei Huo and Ouyang Xueqing's eyes became serious.

A total of 91 beams of light represent 91 high-ranking Wu Zong.

The lowest cultivation level of these people is also the seventh-level master, 21 people of the eighth-level Wuzong, 16 people of the ninth-level, and as many as five of the tenth-level Wuzong!

Look at the treasure hunt team.

Except for Huang Tiejia, Ouyang Xueqing, and Agni, there were only four ninth-level Wuzongs, and less than ten people from seventh- and eighth-level Wuzongs. The rest were mostly intermediate-level Wuzongs of fourth and fifth levels.

The most terrible thing is that the opponent not only has a numerical advantage, but also waits for work at leisure. In the next battle, there is no need to fight at all, and the outcome will be judged.

"In Yunlan, the Song family dominates, and the royal family is worthy of being the royal family."

Huang Tiejia sighed, but when his eyes fell on Mo Lin's face, he couldn't help but startled.

Mo Lin's face was as calm as ever, and after seeing so many masters of the royal family unleash their cultivation, there were also any emotional fluctuations on his face. This determination made Huang Tiejia's admiration for him even deeper.

"I've heard from the dean about your identity a long time ago."

Huang Tiejia let out a breath, and before Mo Lin could react, he continued, "The headmaster told me to protect you well before the treasure hunt. He said that if you encounter a giant dragon, although your prisoner dragon lock has not been fully awakened, it will It can also be used as a deterrent, at least it can buy us some time to survive."

Hearing this, Mo Lin understood what Huang Tiejia meant. It turned out that his martial spirit was no longer a secret. Huang Tiejia and others took good care of him along the way, and it was actually arranged by the dean Gong Jiuge.

"Not long ago, you led zombies to besiege Song Yuanbiao. Although I didn't see it in person, I sent people to follow you secretly, just for fear of accidents. In the end, everything you did made me feel ashamed. That battle was a real shame. It is extremely beautiful, and in terms of the ability to use and control external objects in field battles, no one in the entire Black Dragon Empire can compare to you."

This is a great compliment. Huang Tiejia is a tenth-level martial arts powerhouse, the dean of the North School of Fengshen Academy, and has the reputation of being the number one think tank of Fengshen. In terms of status, his prestige and reputation are not much worse than the lord of a country. The words of praise that come out of his mouth are a great honor for any young martial artist.

But Molin couldn't be happy.

(End of this chapter)