Chapter 1500: The Only Survivor

"Hahaha, the king of the Nagara tribe, we may all be ants in his eyes in the outside world, but in the sandstorm and the Black Sea, we wild beasts are the real masters. ”

The four hooves of the Flame Hoof Red Flame Beast smoked, and the fiery red law runes continued to enter the formation, and he spat out the flames in his mouth, constantly urging the killing array, wanting to quickly burn these foreigners who coveted the sacred tomb into flying ashes.

"Flame Hoof, you forced me, die, die! Let's go to hell together. ”

In the Four Voids Flame Killing Array, the Dao Monarch God who consumed too much mana would not be able to last long at all, and instead of being refined into ashes by the other party in the chaos, he simply fought to the death, pulling the other party to the funeral as much as possible.

"It's not good, that old immortal of the Nagaro clan is really decisive, and he actually wants to blow himself up in the eyes of the array. ”

A hundred miles away, the expressions of the Tibetan Sword Dao Jun and the others changed greatly, and after removing the ban, they directly fled in the opposite direction with Qingxia's group of monks with the method of the best in their sleeves.

A Yaoguang Dao Monarch level giant blew himself up, and he couldn't do less than the full force of the Eternal Supreme Powerhouse, and the distance within a radius of a hundred miles could not reduce the impact of such a powerhouse's self-explosion.

The Flamehoof Red Flame Beast naturally sensed the Nagara Clan's determination, and the upside-down crimson beast pupils shrank suddenly, and when they were about to give an order to let the ten thousand beasts continue to sacrifice their essence blood, a terrifying impact that shook the earth swept in all directions.

The god of the Nagaro tribe with the broken arm was decisively terrifying, and the moment he rushed over, he detonated his dantian primordial infant, and in an instant, a terrifying impact that could almost destroy the great sun spread out.

At this moment, even the quasi-forbidden desolate beast Flame Hoof Red Flame Beast would not be able to suppress the other party with the help of the Four Void Flame Killing Array.

A god comparable to the pinnacle of Yaoguang exploded, shattering the void barrier in an instant, and the gray chaotic qi poured out, shattering everything in its pass.

The dozens of underground stone pillars of the Four Void Flame Killing Array collapsed and shattered more than half at once, the red flames were out of control, and the flames that were originally controlled within a hundred miles sputtered in all directions.

The surging vision was like a volcanic eruption, and the violent heat combined with the law riot generated by the Dao Monarch's self-explosion engulfed dozens of huge desolate beasts at once.

These desolate beasts, which were comparable to real people and great real people at every turn, didn't even have time to scream, and were directly torn to pieces.

The tremor of the heavens and the earth stretched out for thousands of miles, and the Qingxia monk, who was originally more than two hundred miles away, only felt the fire wave behind him, and one of them was directly smashed into the depths of the desert by the impact.

Many monks who cultivated in the real human realm had bleeding from their mouths and noses, and even some monks had broken bones from this shock and could not get up from the ground for a long time.

This is also thanks to a few Dao Monarchs who used their means to protect them, otherwise, these dozens of Qingxia monks, at least more than half of the monks would be shocked to death by the impact of Dao Jun's self-explosion.

After a few dozen breaths, the dizzy Di Yunxiao got up from the hot sand, and he didn't care about patting off the sand on his body, he got up and flew into the air, staring at the battle situation three hundred miles away.

Sizzle!

It was visible to the naked eye that the Four Void Flame Killing Array arranged by the Flame Hoof Red Flame Beast completely shattered, and those monstrous flames inside were uncontrollable, falling directly on the sand within a radius of hundreds of miles, scorching the ground crackling.

In the center of it, a black crater with a diameter of 10,000 feet appeared out of thin air, like a hellish burial ground, and just one glance made his scalp tingle.

The dozens of desolate beasts driven by the Flamehoof Red Flame Beast disappeared, and under such a terrifying self-explosion, even the Flamehoof Red Flame Beast could not please it, let alone other desolate beasts that were slightly confused.

The fiery wind and waves were blowing in his face, and Di Yunxiao stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and there were blood stains on his five fingers.

The gods of the Nagara tribe will blow themselves up, annihilating everything, and the bones of those desolate beasts will be crushed into blood foam, mixed with the air and floating in the wind.

The Tibetan Sword Dao Monarch also rose into the air while clutching his chest, and his huge divine thoughts poured out like a tide, sensing the battle situation in the desert in the distance.

"Hey, isn't it even dead when the Flame Hoof Red Flame Beast blows itself up in the face of a god general? Wait, there are even people from the Nagaro clan who have survived!"

A look of surprise appeared on the face of the deputy head of the Tibetan Sword, Fang just exploded like that, if he was in the center, even if he sacrificed a heavy treasure, he would not be able to bear it at all.

After all, the other party is not an ordinary Dao Monarch who has just entered Yaoguang, but a peak Dao Monarch powerhouse who has practiced in this realm for thousands of years and has reached the realm of perfection, and he is not far behind.

Roar!

The Flamehoof Red Flame Beast struggled to escape from a huge red meteorite, and at the critical moment, this quasi-forbidden desolate beast used its natural powers, directly freezing its own body, turning into a red meteorite and barely withstanding the impact of the self-explosion in the center.

However, although it escaped the catastrophe, the earth-shattering impact was really uncomfortable, and it was also severely injured, and its huge body clung to the ground, absorbing the underground fire to heal its injuries.

Whew!

A heavy gasp like a bellows sounded, and the gaze of the Flame Hoof Red Flame Beast swept towards the hiding place of Emperor Yunxiao and the others, with a faint look of jealousy in his eyes.

It didn't expect that when it set up a trap to kill the monks of the Nagara tribe, there were still people of all races secretly peeping.

Feeling the sword intent of the Dao Monarch level, the Flame Hoof Red Flame Beast clenched its fangs and swallowed the blood from its mouth.

When it wasn't injured, a monk of this level would just bring him food, but now that it was seriously injured, a top-level Dao Monarch could easily threaten its life, so it could only be regarded as not seeing.

The self-explosion of a top Dao Monarch just now opened the spatial barrier, forcibly annihilating all the natural winds and sandstorms generated by heaven and earth, and a rare return to a clear state within a radius of thousands of miles.

Click!

A strange noise came from the pit, sounding like the breaking eggshells of some bird.

The Tibetan Sword Dao Monarch stepped on the flying sword, clutched a cyan long sword with five fingers, and moved towards the large pit with a diameter of tens of thousands of zhang.

The sand that he had just sensed turned upside down, and a circular enchantment about the size of a zhang slowly revealed.

With the naked eye, the blood in the barrier was visible, and the four headless corpses collapsed to the ground, and when they were dying, the hands of these Nagara powerhouses were still holding their respective guardian magic weapons, firmly sheltering the trembling figure in the center.

At the cost of their own deaths, these four people opened the sacrificial secret technique, and with the help of the magic weapon in their hands, they finally saved the lives of the young monks inside, but they could only do it to this extent.

With the death of the four Nagara real people, the egg-shaped enchantment held open by the magic weapon shattered, revealing a staggering green figure.

"These inadequate wastes have simply disgraced our people. ”

Suddenly perceiving the Tibetan Sword Dao Monarch who was stepping on a flying sword dozens of feet above his head, the young man of the Nagara tribe had a wave of ecstasy on his face.

"The sword cultivator in the heavens, this son is the prince of the Nagara royal family, and now in the name of the Nagara Heavenly Venerable King, I am recruiting you to serve my royal family, why don't you come down quickly and lead me!"

(End of chapter)