Chapter 341: Patriarch-level War
The confrontation link was directly omitted, and the two armies instantly became a mess.
This time, the scale is even more than the other main battlefields, and the total number of people invested by both sides exceeds 10,000.
You must know that this is the existence of 10,000 humanoid self-propelled nuclear bombs, and the power of the collision can be imagined.
This first-class city was the first to be razed to the ground, and even the ruins inside are difficult to survive.
The scene of the collapse of the apocalypse in front of me is really terrifying.
The energy fluctuations shook the entire space, as if it were tearing apart, like a dragon roaring that had been silent for tens of thousands of years.
The sky is falling apart.
Countless mountains have been overthrown, the terrain has been turned upside down, and the earth has been shattered.
Woo~
In the distance, a huge turtle appeared, and then stepped into the battlefield to help the ancient barbarians.
On the other side, as the No. 9 Ancient Clan, which was jointly attacking the Ancient Barbarian Clan, also sent a large number of clansmen to come one after another, which stopped the decline that the Cuiyu Clan had just revealed.
The ancient barbarian patriarch drew his sword, like a king, and stepped into the air.
The momentum condensed made those ancient people dare not approach.
In the big city, the patriarch of the Cuiyu Ancient Clan also appeared, his face was thin, and he looked like a sixty-year-old man, but his fierce momentum was not much inferior to that of the ancient barbarian patriarch.
"If you have the power of inheritance, but you don't fulfill the mission of inheritance, you are doomed. The ancient barbarian patriarch pointed at the sixty-year-old man, and his voice was like thunder, resounding in the sky.
"Hmph!" the sixty-year-old man snorted softly, seemingly disdainful of the mission in the mouth of the ancient barbarian patriarch.
In his opinion, the power can be obtained, what can be done if the so-called mission is not carried out, can those who used to be alive until now, I am afraid that they have already died I don't know how many years old.
The two sides did not agree on ideas, and the decisive battle soon began.
The ancient barbarian patriarch slashed out with a sword, and the next moment, a hundred zhang sword light appeared, slashing down, as if to split the void in two.
And in the face of such a huge sword light, the sixty-year-old man's face only changed slightly, and he did not retreat half a minute.
With a few fingers, the sword light actually became stagnant in the void.
No matter how you look at it, this is like a fight between immortals, and Muyang Qin Ming and the others in the distance are wide-eyed.
Qin Ming was better, after all, he had seen a humanoid spirit like Cang Jue in another world.
Mu Yang and the others looked eye-opening.
It's obviously just a battle between two people, but the momentum seems to cover up the thousands of troops below.
The strength of the patriarch level is obviously much higher than that of ordinary clansmen.
The second is the elder-level clansmen, their strength is also extremely strong, at least stronger than Hun Peng, who has fought with Qin Ming.
"This battle between the patriarchs is very important, and whoever kills the other will completely affect the outcome of the battle. Yang Ji analyzed.
After all, if the dragons have no leader, it will inevitably shake the minds of the people of the clan, and it will be a major opportunity for defeat.
Qin Ming hesitated on the side, whether to summon the Jade Tiger to help the Gu Barbarian Patriarch.
In the audience, only his sixth-order Jade Tiger was qualified to intervene in this patriarch-level battle, and even those elders did not dare to participate in it, and he himself and Mu Yang were the same.
But then he saw that the two of them had been fighting fiercely in mid-air, and his Jade Tiger's strength lay in its combat power on land, and it was no different from being in the sea after going to the sky, and it would weaken its combat power.
After thinking about it like this, he gave up again, and now he can only trust the patriarch of the ancient barbarian clan.
Contrary to his expectations, this battle between the patriarchs lasted for half a day, from south to north, from top to bottom.
Eventually, as a scorching golden light poured down, the sixty-year-old man's expression became painful, and his breath gradually weakened.
"The winner was announced. Several people watched for a long time, and finally got a result.
To their relief, in the end, it was the ancient barbarian patriarch who carried out his previous strong image and defeated the patriarch of the Emerald Feather clan.
"Leave me alone, I'll give you the territory. "The sixty-year-old man collapsed in a pile of rubble, seeking the last chance of life.
"I'll take the territory myself, I don't need your help. The ancient barbarian patriarch stared at the old man condescendingly, and the long sword swung down, cutting off the other party's head.
"Patriarch!"
Those elders and powerhouses of the Emerald Feather Clan seemed to sense that the aura of their own family elders had dissipated, and they were silent.
"Kill, avenge the patriarch!"
Unexpectedly, after the loss of the patriarch, the momentum of the people of the Cuiyu Clan was not sluggish, but it had an encouraging effect under the chanting of the group of elders.
The defeat did not materialize.
At this time, the ancient barbarian patriarch took off again, and his eyes full of golden light fell on those elders of the Emerald Feather Clan, causing those elders who originally looked quite enthusiastic to breathe, and felt that the air around them had become solidified.
The long sword, stained with the blood of their patriarch, made them shudder to see it.
The patriarchs were all defeated by him, let alone them.
The ancient barbarian patriarch held his long sword high, as if holding a round of scorching sun, which was especially dazzling in this dark and rainy climate.
"It's not good! Retreat!" Several elders all changed their faces after sensing that their aura was locked, and they instinctively wanted to retreat.
However, the ancient barbarian patriarch's sword had fallen.
In the next moment, the earth within a radius of dozens of kilometers was shaken, and even the mountain where Qin Ming was located was affected, and large pieces of stones rolled down.
On the battlefield, the rain that fell was evaporated by the surging energy fluctuations before it touched the ground.
Squinting his eyes slightly, waiting for the dazzling golden light to dissipate, Qin Ming looked again, and found that those elders of the Emerald Feather Clan had suffered heavy casualties.
The power of just one blow is so strong.
"Horror!"
This blow also shocked the army of the Emerald Feather clan again, and the previous appearance of the hot-blooded lord vowing to avenge the patriarch disappeared in an instant.
"Kill!"
The ancient barbarian army seized the opportunity to launch a strong general attack and defeated the Cuiyu tribe one after another.
Coupled with the help of the turtle, the situation of this battle is completely clear.
In the end, the reinforcements of the No. 9 ancient tribe saw that the situation was not good, and retreated first.
The remaining Cuiyu people also began to collapse, and many of them fled into the distant mountains and forests to protect themselves.
With the ancient barbarian patriarch dominating the battlefield, the battle also came to an end.
The ancient barbarian patriarch landed on the ground and slowly walked in front of a Cuiyu clan elder who could not afford to be seriously injured.
Under his forced gaze, the elder's lips trembled, and he handed over the piece of territory hidden on him.
The battle just now was fierce, but this territory was undamaged.
The ancient barbarian patriarch put away the territory, and in this way he collected seven pieces, and the last two pieces remained.
"Patriarch, pursue. An elder quickly approached and asked.
"No, is there any news of the other two territories?" asked the ancient barbarian patriarch.
"Not yet, the other two battlefields have not yet been found. The elder replied.
They were fighting for territory almost simultaneously, but apparently their side was the fastest, and the other races were not so smooth.
"Clear the battlefield first and take away the wounded. The ancient barbarian patriarch ordered.
There is no further pursuit of those who have escaped, this will undoubtedly be quite time-consuming and laborious, and it will also make their own clan army scattered, which is not necessary.
"Yes. ”