Volume 1: The Great Tribulation of Longhan Chapter 46 Kill!
“Kill, kill, kill…”
The battlefield at the junction of the three tribes was filled with the sound of killing.
If there are more than a thousand souls, it is like an army of thousands. If there are more than ten thousand souls, it is like a mountain or a sea.
Millions of living beings can shake the earth with their stamps and overturn mountains and seas with their shouts;
If there were thousands and millions of them, their power would be enough to shake the heavens.
If millions of lives are cried out to kill him, he will be punished by heaven and earth!
The phoenix flames fell to the ground like a meteor,
“Sizzle…”
Big holes were burned into the void one after another.
"Boom boom boom... "
The phoenix flames fell into the army of the Qilin and Dragon tribes and exploded, killing or burning countless soldiers.
"hold head high!"
Clouds follow the dragon.
Clouds and water vapor from billions of miles away surged in, becoming more and more condensed.
Over the battlefield, the sky was dark and black. The dark clouds pressed down on the city, threatening to destroy it.
“Crack~”
“Crack~”
There were constant thunder and lightning in the sky.
Thunder and lightning converged into a sea of thunder that covered the sky.
“Huahuahua~”
Heavy rain fell.
"hold head high!"
The rain falls and gathers into a river, and the river flows together into the sea.
The sea is boundless, the waves are surging, thousands of feet high, and one wave higher than the other.
The sea of thunder in the sky covered the birds, and the rolling swept away the beasts.
The thunder sea pressed everything into black. The waves swept away everything but the body.
"roar!"
The unicorn steps on the ground, and auspicious clouds appear.
The Qilin standing on the earth is the son of the earth.
Wherever it goes, the virtue of the earth is vast.
The soil accumulates to form mountains, the mountains are higher than the sea, and the rolling waves flow around the mountains.
The earth cracked open, revealing an endless abyss. The abyss was extremely dark, like a bottomless world. It swallowed up the sea water, the dragon clan, and the phoenix clan.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The Qilin war drums sounded, resounding through the sky.
The thunder was shattered and the clouds and rain dissipated automatically.
“Kill, kill, kill!”
Ten thousand dragons soared into the sky, forming a great array of ten thousand dragons. The various tribes under his command also formed great arrays.
The Qilin and Phoenix tribes were unwilling to be outdone.
The phoenix dances in the sky and the unicorn steps on the earth.
One large formation after another was set up.
There are large formations scattered all over the battlefield.
It is a large formation, and more importantly, a killing formation!
Once the formation is completed, there will be a lot of murderous aura, killing thousands and thousands of people without stopping.
When the battle begins, life and death are determined by fate.
The phoenix dies and rises from the ashes;
Dragons fight in the wild, their blood is dark yellow;
The Qilin died, and the earth collapsed and the mountains collapsed.
On the dragon side, the two dragon ancestors, Xuanlong and Bailong, came. They didn't want to come, but the fighting here was too intense.
On the Phoenix side, the two Phoenix clan leaders, Xuanwu and Jinzhu, came. They didn't want to come, but too many people died here.
On the Qilin side, the two emperors, Southern Qilin Emperor and Northern Qilin Emperor, came. They didn’t want to come, but since the Dragon and Phoenix tribes were both here, they had to come.
All three parties came, and seeing how brutal the killing was, they restrained themselves and did not continue to kill together.
Their ancestor is the emperor and the patriarch.
Now it is not their turn.
They will stay here and take charge of the rear of the tribe.
With them around, we can have a great time killing people in the front.
The three tribes have never been afraid of killing, so how can they fight for hegemony without killing?
All they think about is victory, but where does victory come from?
Kill it!
Stop killing with killing. When all enemies are killed, I will be the winner.
With the arrival of the top leaders of the three tribes, the war not only did not subside, but became more intense.
There is killing in the sky, there is killing on the earth, and there is killing in the rivers!
In this killing world.
A giant roc was wandering around the battlefield. It didn't seem like it was here to fight, but more like it was here to play.
He shuttled through every corner of the battlefield, strolling between the battles.
"wind!"
The wind rises from the sky, it is the wind of heaven, the wind grows stronger and stronger, and finally becomes a hurricane, blowing down thousands of dragons.
"wind!"
The wind rises from the earth, it is the wind of the earth, the wind becomes a tornado, sweeping away all the animals.
"wind!"
The wind rises from the palm, comes from the great Peng, it is the boundless Peng wind!
Wherever the wind passes, there is killing and disaster.
Wind! Wind! Wind!
The wind keeps blowing and the killing keeps going.
Blowing down one piece after another, killing one piece after another.
"Bang!"
A huge hand fell from the sky and slapped towards Dapeng.
Dapeng's body was as fast as the wind and he dodged it easily.
Where he had been standing, a huge palm fell, causing casualties again.
"Hahahaha, after waiting for so long, you finally come!"
Dapeng smiled up at the sky. He didn't need to enter the calamity, but he came anyway. He wanted to wait in the calamity, he wanted to see if he could wait for his calamity.
If you wait for it, kill it; if you can’t wait, kill it too.
If you can fight your way out, you will live; if you can’t, you will die.
Is life inevitable and death inevitable?
The great peng bird is in danger, the great whale is in danger, but they are still at ease. Isn't that beautiful?
Dapeng soared up to 90,000 miles to meet his old friend who had been waiting for him for a long time.
Old friends, old friends, why not go back? !
Since you are here, I will give you a ride.
"kill!"
The Nine Heavens Strong Wind is as sharp as a knife or a sword, so sharp that it can crush all visible and invisible things.
The wind of the sky, the wind of the earth, the wind of the Roc.
Kill towards the sky.
The owner of the big hand could not be identified, nor was his face clear.
Obviously, just like Dapeng, the one who came was not the real person.
The old friend is only half here, or in other words, the great way is only half here.
What if it's half? Just kill him.
If we kill this half, will the other half be far behind?
This time, he just wanted to kill the person in front of him!
Faced with the charging Dapeng, the old friend did not panic.
When a palm is struck out, the wind also rises!
It is a wild wind, an angry wind, and an endless dark wind!
The wind was howling and the wind was cold.
The collision of wind and palms, the clash of palms. This is the struggle of the great way.
In a dispute of morality, there is no right or wrong, only life or death.
Whoever wins the fight and survives is qualified to say who is right or wrong.
The battle here did not attract much attention from the top leaders of the three tribes.
Xuanlong of the Dragon Clan took a look and then stopped looking. It was not like he wanted to kill the powerful dragon.
Beilin Emperor of the Qilin clan took a look and then stopped looking. He was happy to see someone picking trouble with the Phoenix clan.
The two chiefs of the Phoenix tribe, Xuanwu and Yuzhu, took a closer look, simply because Dapeng belonged to the Phoenix tribe.
As for who is fighting Dapeng, don't worry about it.
It’s not like they don’t know that sacred things that don’t belong to the three tribes often infiltrate the battlefield of the three tribes.
So what if he sneaked in? Just kill him.
…
In the southwest of Honghuang, there is a sea of sand.
A person in green clothes was walking in the sea of sand, and a row of footprints rose and fell, forming two smooth curves.
The curve depicts the sea of sand, with footprints moving from far to near, from shallow to deep, but the step length remains constant.
When a footprint in the distance was buried by the yellow sand, a new footprint was just filled in.
The sun was high in the sky, scorching the yellow sand with all its might.
The man in blue didn't break a sweat as he just walked forward with his sword on his back.
Step by step.
A gust of wind blew and carried away a piece of sand.
You are the wind and I am the sand, we are connected to the end of the world.
The encounter between wind and sand sometimes always seems somewhat romantic.
The wind is free, but the sand is not free.
The wind carries the sand, and freedom brings unfreedom. No matter whether the sand is willing or not, it will eventually fly in the sky.
Perhaps it is precisely because the encounter between wind and sand is a combination of freedom and unfreedom that romance generally does not last long and will definitely come to an end.
When the gentle wind whistles, it gradually becomes violent and turns into a gale; when the sand goes from flying to being unruly, it is angered by the wind and turns into a sandstorm.
That is a disaster, a hardship, and a calamity!
Taoist Yu Chen stopped, drew his sword, and stood still facing the raging sandstorm.
His starry eyes were fixed on the black shadow hidden in the wind and sand. His sword-like eyebrows raised and the Qingping sword came out.
He came here to kill!
