"Yes, Father."

A man in armor jumped from the snow unicorn and held a long tasseled qiang, this person was Gong Yuhao, the eternal son of the Protoss, and the youngest Holy Ancestor of the Protoss.

"Haha, take me as your son's whetstone, I just don't know if this knife will be ground by my whetstone."

The patriarch of the blood clan was dressed in red, holding a blood-colored sword without the slightest fear in the face of thousands of troops, and his momentum did not fall by half.

"Okay, I'll know until I try it."

With the army of the Protoss sitting in the rear, Gong Yuhao's momentum did not fall half a point of the blood clan patriarch.

Gong Yuhao emitted a strong golden light behind him, and pieces of golden feathers appeared in the golden light.

After a while, the four pairs of golden wings gradually stretched out, and the four pairs of wings worked together, and Gong Yuhao flew into the sky.

These four pairs of golden wings are a unique talent of the Protoss: God's Wings.

Protoss will have a pair of God's Wings when they reach the king level.

As life increases, the Divine Wings will become stronger and more numerous.

A golden dazzling flash of light came from above the sky, and with the sound of breaking the air, a long sword shot at the Blood Clan elder like a dragon.

"Hmph, is that all there is to it?"

Looking at Changqiang, who was as imposing as a dragon, the blood clan patriarch's eyes were full of disdain.

With his right hand, he raised the blood-colored long sword, and it was a sliding slash directly at the sky.

Suddenly, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and a blood-colored sword qi slashed towards Changqiang.

Changqiang didn't even resist for a moment before he was bounced away, and the blood-colored sword qi slashed straight towards Gong Yuhao.

Gong Yuhao was taken aback by this sword.

Both sides are in the Holy Ancestor Realm, but the background of the Blood Clan Patriarch is obviously not comparable to Gong Yuhao, who has just entered the Holy Realm.

Four pairs of golden wings retracted, blocking in front of Gong Yuhao.

At this time, the Blood Clan Elder standing on the ground was surrounded by blood-colored airflow.

The eyes that were originally red were even more bright red with a dazzling red light, and a vertical body flashed behind Gong Yuhao.

"Die, waste!"

The face was hideous and roared.

The blood clan patriarch held his sword in both hands and slashed at Gong Yuhao's wings.

The proud Divine Wings of the Protoss were shattered by the full sword of the Blood Clan Patriarch.

The four golden wings on the left fell to the ground with blood.

And the blood-colored sword qi in front of him was also slashed at Gong Yuhao's chest, a wound that pierced through the armor, and blood sprayed without money.

"Poof"

After squirting a mouthful of blood, Gong Yuhao, who was originally like a god in the sky, was beaten by the blood clan patriarch in just an instant, and fell to the ground.

The gap between the two sides is really not ordinarily large.

The blood clan patriarch didn't stop, and the blood-colored air flow on his body became thicker and thicker.

"Asura Blood Ancestor has descended!"

A voice like the roar of the heavens echoed in the ears of all the gods on the battlefield, and it did not disperse for a long time.

"Not good, ten-party sanctions!"

The Divine Lord was overwhelmed.

directly used the Ten Directions Sanction of the Protoss Holy Weapon to save his son.

A pillar of holy light shrouded Gong Yuhao's body, and a moment later, Gong Yuhao was teleported from the center of the battlefield to the camp of the Protoss.

In the army, there were constantly Holy Ancestors flying out and rushing towards the Blood Clan Patriarch.

They didn't want to drag it any longer and deal with him directly.

A thin red line emerged from a corpse on the battlefield and flew towards the Blood Clan Patriarch standing in the air.

Then another thin red line flew out.

Ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand flew out of the corpses on the battlefield.

Densely packed with hundreds of millions of thin red lines, this is the essence blood of the dead blood clan.

These essence blood gathered and condensed around the blood clan patriarch.

Gradually, a huge armor-clad blood shadow as high as 10,000 feet tall appeared behind the blood clan patriarch.

The Blood Clan Patriarch held his sword in both hands and held it high above his head, and the giant blood shadow behind him also held his hands high above his head like a shadow.

In a sword-gripping position.

Then, with the giant blood shadow hands in the center, a giant red vortex appeared.

A blood-red giant sword that rose into the sky appeared in the hand of Blood Shadow.

"This is the revenge of my blood sons!"

Once again, the roar spread through the Protoss army.

The Blood Clan Patriarch stood in front of the Blood Shadow, looking at the more than ten Holy Ancestors who rushed towards him, looking at the Protoss army in the distance, and slashed down with a sword.

The giant blood shadow behind him did not hesitate at all, and also swung down with a sword.

A huge crack that spread from the sky to the ground appeared in the center of the entire battlefield.

This was the full force of the entire blood clan, a sword at the cost of more than ninety percent of the blood clan's essence blood and the life of the blood clan patriarch.

The giant blood shadow gradually dissipated, and so did the blood clan patriarch.

"Hahahaha, you also have today, hahaha, my blood clan will come back, the blood clan will never die!"

Hearty laughter resounded in heaven and earth.

The Blood Clan Patriarch glanced at the few Protoss troops and was wiped out in laughter.

"Father, I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

Screams of terror shattered the silence.

At this time, Gong Yuhao was hiding behind the god lord and shivering, a puddle of water was flowing under his crotch, and a slight smell came out.

After being beaten by the blood clan patriarch, he was frightened crazy by the sword just now.

That's right, the youngest Holy Ancestor of the Protoss, the son of the Divine Lord, was frightened crazy by a sword.

Ignoring his Son, the Lord stood up and looked behind him.

An abyss with no end in sight.

His army disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a corpse behind.

"Haha, old fellow, hahahaha, kill the rest of the blood clan for me! Kill them all, and don't leave a single one! Give me all the death! ”

Angry, irritable, and even mad.

At this time, the god was wearing loose hair, and half of his body disappeared without a trace, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Although he is eternal and immortal, although he can completely destroy the blood clan immediately, the price paid by the god clan is too heavy.

In addition to the clansmen who stayed behind in the Divine Domain, the army he brought over suffered heavy casualties.

Nine Holy Ancestor-level Protoss Clans died!

The emperor level is completely destroyed!

The emperor is completely destroyed!

The king level is completely destroyed!

In addition to the Divine Lord and his own son, there are only two seriously injured Saint Ancestor-level Divine Clans who are still alive.

Most of the mid-to-high-end strength of the Protoss was lost at once, and even he was seriously injured and had to recuperate for a long time.

Even if the Divine Lord and the two Holy Ancestor-level Protoss were seriously injured, it would be easy to clean up the remaining Blood Clan.

The Blood Children and Wounded Clansmen who were hiding in the Blood Clan's Holy Land were destroyed by the Divine Lord with a single blow before they could resist for even a moment, leaving no bones behind.

Then the two Protoss Holy Ancestors searched for the hiding Blood Clans on a large scale and destroyed them one by one.

Want to escape, want to hide?

In front of Eternity and the Holy Ancestor, even the emperor-level powerhouses had no hope of escaping, let alone these remaining old, weak, sick and disabled, so far the blood clan was completely wiped out.

This is the cruelty of this era.

The age of eternity and the coexistence of ants, the age of no rules, the age of darkness.

It was not only the blood clan that was wiped out in the primeval war, and the dark age had not been long in coming.

S: Health level

Below the 10th Order of the Great Perfection of Tribulation: Normal, Elite, King, Emperor, Emperor

Above the 10th Order of the Great Perfection of Tribulation: Holy Ancestor, Eternity

Repair to the level

Acquired, congenital, refining body, refining qi, building foundation, knotting, yuanying, out-of-body, distraction, merger, Mahayana, tribulation, half-immortal {Holy Ancestor}, true immortal {eternity}

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