Text Chapter 1118 Tragic, the last battle of the Kunlun faction
The vast desert has never been a favorite place for the people of the Central Plains, and there is nothing to see here except sand or sand.
Jiang Hong's team was in this desert, moving forward in silence.
Although the people in the team were all cultivators, this journey was also extremely difficult for Jiang Hong and them.
More than 200 years ago, the Northwest Desert was not a territory controlled by the Central Plains for a long time, and there were more nomads here than the Chinese people in the Central Plains.
And Jiang Hong's team fought with those nomads before arriving at their destination.
For them, the Chinese who suddenly broke into the desert, these nomads seemed to have already known their purpose, and the army of nomads began to snipe them on the road, trying to stop them from continuing to advance.
If it was just an army composed of ordinary people, before automatic firearms were born, it was naturally impossible to cause any damage to Jiang Hong and their team, which was entirely composed of cultivators.
However, to Jiang Hong's surprise, among the armies of those nomads, there were many abnormal warriors who were called guardians by the nomads.
These Guardians caused a lot of casualties to Jiang Hong's team, and they themselves suffered heavy losses.
In the end, when the fierce battle was over and Jiang Hong and the others examined the corpses, they found that these guardians hidden under the burqa were all a group of people with European faces.
In this regard, Liao Qiong, who observed through psychic techniques, was naturally full of questions, but Jiang Hong and the others seemed to have known such a thing for a long time, and they were not surprised at all.
Sweeping away obstacles along the way, Jiang Hong and the others' team finally came to their destination, that is, the ruins of the ancient city where Wang Xiaochuan and they found the dragon head lock.
More than 200 years ago, this ancient city has become a ruin, but in the ruins of this ruin, it is not as empty as it was later.
On the contrary, there were still many nomads and guardians in the city who formed an army, and they laid heavy defenses in the city, constantly sniping Jiang Hong and others.
Despite this, Jiang Hong and the others continued to kill towards the center of the ruins, and finally, they came to this underground palace.
"Master, is this the culprit that caused the decline of Huaxia's aura?"
In front of the dragon head lock, Jiang Hong and a group of fellow disciples panted in front of the dragon head lock, and everyone's body was full of traces of blood.
And their boss didn't look very optimistic, although he didn't have any external injuries, but the constant fighting made him look tired.
It's just that compared to the fatigue caused by the previous battle, when they saw the big lock of the dragon head in front of them, everyone's faces showed joy that they were about to achieve results.
"That's right, this is the culprit that the teacher heard about! Huaxia's aura environment has weakened again and again in recent years, all because this faucet lock suppressed Huaxia's aura, as long as we can destroy this faucet lock, Huaxia's aura will be restored!"
"I'm coming!"
As soon as the master's voice fell, a disciple jumped out, volunteered, and struck the dragon head lock with all his might.
It's just that the faucet lock is made of Zhenjin, which is extremely strong, and with the full force of a disciple, it can't even make the faucet lock sway.
Seeing this, there was no need for others, and a group of disciples, including Jiang Hong, spontaneously played their strongest tricks on the faucet lock, wanting to destroy the faucet lock.
However, as a rare metal in the world, the dragon head lock made of gold is completely stronger than they thought.
After some hard work, the faucet lock was completely intact, and even the strongest trick performed by Jiang Hong and the others was completely withstood without the slightest trace of damage.
This result made everyone who thought they were about to be accomplished suddenly fall into the abyss, and it was not only these that made them desperate, just when Jiang Hong and his people were at a loss for what to do about the dragon head, the disciples of the sect guarding outside suddenly rushed into the underground palace covered in blood, and when they were dying, they brought a desperate news.
Outside the dungeon, the nomads who had been repelled by them had made a comeback, and this time, the other party had brought a larger number of guardians, including the werewolf warriors and Dracula people that Wang Xiaochuan and the others found in the future!
As soon as the desperate news came, those guardians rushed into the dungeon, without giving Jiang Hong any news of their reaction.
Caught off guard, Jiang Hong constantly had disciples around him
fell, and in the end, it was only by relying on their strong strength that they repelled the attacking enemy.
It's just that although the enemy retreated, it blocked the exit of the dungeon, so that Jiang Hong and the others could not escape, and at the same time, the other party was also organizing manpower to prepare for a new attack at any time.
At this point, the end is near.
When those guardians started the second attack, these cultivators from Huaxia were finally outnumbered and died tragically at the hands of the enemy one by one.
Seeing his companions and heads fall one by one, Jiang Hong was lucky to support it to the end, but he also knew that he couldn't hold out for too long.
When he was dying, Jiang Hong didn't want their deeds to be unknown to anyone and die here quietly, so he turned his head back to the dragon head lock, and before his last companion fell, he shot on the stone tablet and left his last words.
After listening to the story told by Liao Qiong, Wang Xiaochuan and the others fell silent. Everyone was sighing and feeling sad for those Huaxia cultivators who died in the underground palace.
And at this moment, Xiao Mo, who was present, suddenly exclaimed.
"It turned out to be their ......"
"Xiao Mo, what's wrong with you?" asked Hong Tianci on the side.
"Lao Hong, I think I already know what sect these people are. Xiao Mo replied.
Hearing this, everyone else was shocked, because even Liao Qiong, who had cast spiritism, couldn't tell the true identity of these people, spiritism was not omnipotent after all, what it could see was just something that happened to something, if something didn't happen to an object that was applied to spiritism, then even Liao Qiong couldn't know.
"Lao Hong, in fact, you may have heard that once in the land of China, in addition to our Heavenly Master Dao, there was another sect that used to be as famous as us! I think the sect to which this person named Jiang Hong belonged should be them!"
"A sect that can be as famous as Dragon and Tiger Mountain?" Hong Tianci was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized in vain: "Are you talking about that sect?"
"That's right, it's them...... According to legend, it is as famous as our Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and even once known as the East Dragon Tiger and the West Kunlun, the Optimus Giant Pillar of the Chinese cultivation world, the Kunlun School!"
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