Chapter 102: Destroy the Mountains

"There is a powerful aura approaching, everyone be careful!"

The late stage martial artists of the Holy Realm who stayed to protect King Zhao Ling changed their faces drastically, and they roared loudly, and their hairs stood on end.

He sensed that an incomparably powerful aura was galloping towards him.

Looking up, looking in all directions, I saw a black spot in the sky in the distance, which was emitting black flames, dyeing half of the sky black.

"What is this?"

King Zhao Ling also found something, and hurriedly asked, the ominous premonition in his heart became even stronger.

Whoa!

The other three Saint Realm martial artists broke through the sky and went to investigate, but before they could get close, they encountered a mysterious attack, exploding into a cloud of blood mist, and the bones were gone.

Hiss!

Everyone gasped, the three Saint Realm martial artists were actually defeated by a single blow, and they had no power to fight back?

"Lord, retreat!"

The late stage martial artist of the Holy Realm said, pulling King Zhao Ling, and galloping towards the hinterland of Zhao Kingdom, the speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared thousands of feet away.

"Since you're here, let's all stay!"

The deep voice remembered that a black line appeared in the clear sky, leaving a phantom in the void.

Come, right protector!

"Lord, you go first!"

Sensing that the right protector was chasing after him, the heart of the martial artist in the late stage of the Holy Realm jumped, and cold sweat broke out on his back, and a soft force lifted King Zhao Ling up and threw him backwards.

He turned around, his expression solemn, and a spear appeared in his hand, the blue light flashing, majestic as the sea.

He is alone, like a sea, cutting off this heaven and earth.

No one can fly in the air.

"Wearing an imperial robe and protected by a martial artist after the Holy Realm, presumably the person you protect is King Zhao Ling!"

The right protector descended, the magic light was waves, and the evil spirit was endless.

When the martial artist of the late stage of the Holy Realm heard this, his eyes flashed with anger, and he took a step forward, and the spear in his hand stabbed out, and the blue ocean swept through, as if he was about to drown the world.

His mission is to protect King Zhao Ling, and this person in front of him has already threatened King Zhao Ling's life.

Must die!

"It's too weak!"

The right protector shook his head, and the phantom of the Heavenly Demon appeared behind him, standing up to the heavens and the earth.

He slowly raised his right hand.

The Heavenly Demon slowly raised his right arm.

An indescribable power emerged, suppressed and descended, and the magic light was endless, forming a palm print.

This palm is dozens of zhang long.

This palm is full of mysterious magic patterns.

In an instant, the sky seemed to be obscured, the blazing sun dissipated, and the heavens and the earth returned to black silence, without vitality, vitality, and light.

Rumble!

The pupils of the late stage of the Zhao Kingdom Holy Realm shrank sharply, as if they had fallen into an endless abyss, and the world was pitch black, and before they could react, they were hit hard, like a bird with broken wings, falling to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

After falling to the ground, he rolled more than a dozen times before he could stabilize, covered in blood, his right hand made a cracking sound, and the spear, which was as strong as black iron, broke inch by inch.

"Ah......h

The late stage martial artist of the Holy Realm couldn't help but roar, he was extremely painful, he couldn't have imagined that this person who fell from the sky in front of him would be so powerful, and he would be hit hard with a single blow.

"Die!"

The indifferent voice of the right protector, like a divine decree, a palm print fell, and the ground trembled, leaving a palm print several zhang deep, as well as ......

A pool of blood mixed with dirt.

"You can't escape, King Zhao, it should have some use!"

After doing all this, the right Dharma Protector's body was in the air, and the demonic qi rushed into the sky, chasing and killing King Zhao Ling.

In less than thirty breaths, King Zhao Ling was captured.

King Zhao Ling in the early stage of the Holy Realm was really too weak, even if he mobilized his luck, he had only increased to the late stage of the Holy Realm.

"Order, attack Zhao Jun!"

Carrying King Zhao Ling, the right protector flew to the War God Peak, his eyes were cold, and he ordered loudly.

Below him, the Demon Sect disciples roared, and a cloud of extremely dense evil qi rolled over, terrifying.

............

"Report, it's not good to ...... big thing"

"Tell the queen that there are enemy troops in the rear of our army and they have suffered heavy losses!"

The Holy Realm scout panicked, and his face turned pale.

"Where's the king?"

Xiong Yu, who had an indifferent face, trembled in his heart and was worried.

"Wang ...... The lord has also been captured by the enemy!"

The scout knelt on the ground, not daring to look up.

When Xiong Yu heard this, his body shook obviously, his expression was a little trance, and a doubt appeared in his heart, how could the enemy appear in the territory of Zhao Kingdom?

Also capture King Zhao Ling?

Could it be that the ...... flew over

"Kill!"

Xiong Yu burst into tears, like a thunderbolt exploding, his peerless face was also a little distorted, and the murderous aura filled the void, which was terrifying.

She didn't save King Zhao Ling, but pressed forward.

She wants to capture a person with status and use it in exchange for King Zhao Ling.

Whoa!

Above the void, the heavenly river is rushing, and everywhere it passes, everything is reduced to nothing.

"Burn the world!"

Ahead, a little firelight, showing the momentum of a spark.

The blazing fire burned, and the scorching heat distorted the void, evaporating the nearby stream of water.

The Fire Ghost King stood tall in the sea of fire, his hair was flying, his face was cold, and his battle intent was condensed.

The two figures fought wildly in the void, water and fire were incompatible, blooming with bewitching light, a drop of water, a little fire, all carrying great power.

The Hengling Mountains were trembling, many mountains exploded, and the 10,000-year-old trees were wiped out......

Bang!

On the other side, Lan Chen led the 'Blue Flame Army' and entered the battlefield, crushing everything with unparalleled momentum.

Chihuo struggled to support, but still couldn't change the trend of decline, and used ordinary armies to block special armies, throughout ancient and modern times, few people could do it.

The top generals may not be finished, let alone him!

"Give the order to Chihuo, you can retreat!"

At the stone road entrance of the Hengling Mountain Range, Xiang Yu clenched the overlord gun and ordered calmly.

Since the Fire Ghost King and Xiong Yu are fighting, there is no need to continue the battle in the stone path.

Scouts receive orders and quickly deliver orders.

Half an hour later, Chihuo led the army to retreat one after another, and after sacrificing more than 10,000 people, all of them withdrew from the stone road.

"Brother of the prince, attack!"

Xiang Yu's face sank suddenly, and the younger soldiers of the Eight Thousand Tyrant Princes opened the military formation, and a murderous aura like red smoke was entrenched overhead, and the red light was shining.

A shadow of a gun, slowly condensed into a shape.

Its power has reached the blow of the Liehou warriors.

"What are they going to do?"

Rushing to the exit of the stone road, Lan Chen was puzzled, but the tense battle did not allow him to be a little sloppy, raised the slippery spear, and launched a charge.

"Fall!"

Xiang Yu ordered again.

The gun gas broke through the air.

Instead of hitting the 'Blue Flame Army', it aimed at the giant mountains on both sides of the stone path.

Lan Chen's eyes shrank, and he understood what Xiang Yu was going to do.

Damn the enemy, you actually want to block the exit of the stone path.

"Get out!"

Lan Chen hurriedly shouted, picking up speed.

Rumble!

With a loud roar, the gunqi hit Zhongshan Yan, making a loud roar that spread throughout the universe.

In the horrified gaze of Zhao Jun, a large number of rocks poured down, and dust rose everywhere, like the end of the world, and like the anger of the mountain god, raining down disasters.

"Attack!"

At the other end of the Hengling Mountain Range, the Right Protector heard a loud earth-shattering sound, licked his lips, manipulated the War God Peak, and shot out beams of light, hitting both sides of the stone path.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble......