Chapter 374: Turning Enemies (2)
Long Xingtian pursed his lips tightly, still not saying a word.
"Good, good, since you are bent on death, the deity will fulfill you"
The black eyes ignited with rage, and the Demon Venerable raised his hand violently and smashed it on the chest of the Dragon Punishment Heaven, and the surging power suddenly broke in, destroying his soul vein.
The dragon's eyes widened, and his face turned pale in an instant.
"Xingtian" Long Yu's face turned pale miserably, and he stumbled towards Long Xingtian, but was shot down by the Demon Venerable with a random palm towards the stone pillar and smashed to the ground.
Glancing at Long Yu, who couldn't move, the Demon Venerable withdrew his hand, lowered his head close to Long Xingtian's ear, and whispered in a whisper, "Since you don't want to tell the secret technique, the deity has no choice but to start with your daughter, I believe she is happy to tell the deity."
After saying that, the Demon Venerable withdrew his hand, not caring about the horror in Long Xingtian's eyes, and turned to leave.
Flying into the air, the Demon Venerable turned around, lowered his eyes and swept down, the corners of his lips were coldly hooked, "Today will only destroy the Dragon Clan, and the next time I see you will be when the God Clan will be destroyed."
With a cruel word, the Demon Venerable flew away, and the demon army withdrew, the dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the black and oppressive sky finally reappeared bright.
Seeing the Demon Venerable leaving, the elders hurriedly divided two people to help Long Yu, and the rest of the people all rushed to Long Xingtian, "Patriarch, Patriarch ......"
Long Yu propped up his body, staggered to Long Xingtian's side, and saw the bloody person on his chest, his body fell to the ground softly, "Xingtian, Xingtian......"
Long Xingtian's face was pale, his breath was dying, and when he heard the shout, he opened his eyes with great effort, and saw Long Yu, who was crying beside him, and smiled slightly, "Yu'er, don't cry"
Long Yu couldn't cry, the hand holding Long Xingtian trembled, Long Xingtian took a breath, looked at Long Yu's eyes, and said slowly, "Yu'er, I want to see Yue'er......"
"Okay, I'll call Yue'er back, Xingtian, you have to hold on" Long Yu tearfully let go of Long Xingtian's hand, and then gritted his teeth and took off the double jade ring on his wrist, which was shattered.
The jade ring cracked, and pieces fell on the bluestone bricks.
Hearing the sound of broken jade falling to the ground, Long Xingtian's dim eyes lit up slightly, and he couldn't resist the pain in his chest, and closed his eyes heavily.
"Xingtian!"
The sky was getting dark, and there was no moonlight in the gray sky.
Deserted and miserable, just like the dragons after the catastrophe.
The Demon Venerable's blow, although it did not wipe out the dragon clan, but it was also a heavy casualty, more than 10,000 people in the dragon clan, less than 100 people survived, and the clan that had been inherited for thousands of years was destroyed overnight.
When Ziyue rushed back to the Dragon Clan, it was already late at night.
The dragon clan was bleak everywhere, and the grieving clansmen disposed of the corpses of the clansmen with red eyes, and tens of thousands of corpses covered the sacrificial square, announcing the tragedy that had been suffered here with endless desolation.
Seeing the figure of Ziyue, the movements in the hands of the clansmen paused, tears welled up in their grief-stricken eyes, and the light of hope was rekindled in their eyes, they still have the Heavenly Holy Maiden, and the hope of revenge!
Gritting her teeth and enduring the grief in her heart, Ziyue nodded slightly to the clansmen, patted the hand of the little girl beside her who was holding her tightly because of fear, and walked quickly towards the sect.
The people who had disposed of the corpses of their clansmen waited outside the sect, looking at the closed sect with eager eyes, waiting for the news from the sect hall with great anticipation, but waiting for the sun to rise.
This night, the purple moon never came out again.
The doors of the church were never opened, and no one knew what had happened.
I don't know where the disintegrated dragon clan will go.
The sky gradually brightened, a ray of red light pierced the sky and fell into the broken courtyard, the morning breeze was bleak, the red light was like blood, and the world was more and more sad.
This situation is embarrassing.