Chapter 152: The Fall of the Sage

In fact, the battle between Reshiham and Khohar Khan, the two dual-realm saint-level powerhouses, unfolded in an open and thorny field five hundred miles away from the mining area.

The battle between the sages is so powerful, every collision of fighting spirits has the momentum of moving mountains and reclamation, yes, within five hundred miles, it seems that the earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking, and the loud noise is shaking the sky.

Khakhar Khan and Reshiham had been fighting fiercely for a night and a morning, and countless high-pitched hills were flattened by the powerful energy emitted by the two of them, and clumps of thorns two or three meters high turned into powder and scattered in all directions, leaving large and small potholes everywhere in this area, which were the traces left by the two after the battle.

The two of them hit from the ground to the air, and from the air to the ground, each of them came up with the strongest means.

Pale gold and lilac glow, like two-colored neon, continue to shine in the area.

Cultivation has reached the holy level, and the tricks can no longer become the awakening factor for defeating the enemy, and strength and comprehension of the laws of the realm are the keys to victory.

Khukhar Khan advanced to the duality realm more than ten years earlier than Reshiham, and in terms of comprehension of domain power, he was much higher than Reichham. He wears lightning armor, civet boots, and a sharpened belt around his waist. This made his combat strength basically reach the peak level of the three yuan.

On the other hand, although Reichham has only recently broken through to the duality realm, he has received several divine power quenching bodies in these days, and in terms of physical condition, he is much higher than Khahar Khan. He was wearing Liuyun armor and the same spirit cat combat boots, and he was just a little higher than Khahar Khan in terms of identity speed. This effectively made up for the gap between him and Khohar Khan in terms of realm comprehension.

The newly released sharpened belt is higher in quality than all of Khohar Khan's equipment, which has improved his fighting spirit by more than a notch, and the whole thing has also reached the peak of Sanyuan, which is on par with Khohar Khan.

Khukhar Khan didn't expect Reichham to be so difficult, he originally wanted to take down Reichham first with the momentum of thunder, so that the Thunderwolf clan would collapse by itself, but he didn't expect that this battle would drag on until now, and the battle was still so fierce.

Both of them brought enough recovery potions, and while fighting fiercely, they recovered their fighting spirit, Rao is like this, and the fierce battle has reached now, and both of them are actually exhausted, especially since both of them have launched several divine sense attacks, and the result is that both of them have lost and no one has taken advantage.

Stalemate, the battle is stalemate, and both sides know very well that in this battle, no one has a way to retreat.

Khakhar Khan could not retreat. There are still three days, which is the last date he agreed with the Divine Tree, and if he can't break through the Thunderwolf Tribe Barrier and retrieve the Divine Tree Spirit Crystal, he can't bear the wrath of the Divine Tree at all.

The Sacred Tree is the protector of the Gold-Devouring Orcs, and without it to maintain the barrier, the Gold-Devouring Orcs can only wander in the Seventh Realm, like a wandering spirit, which may be devoured by mutated creatures at any time, and even if they do not encounter the mutant creatures, they will gradually become mutated creatures that have lost their souls in the erosion of the necromantic qi.

Moreover, the Beast King's offering mission, which is paid every ten years, is inseparable from the Divine Tree. Without the Divine Fruit, without the Divine Tree Tree Crystal, even if he survived secretly, he would not be able to escape the sniping of the omnipotent Beastmaster.

Either way, Khuhar Khan couldn't afford it, and he had no choice but to fight to the death and take down the Thunderwolf Tribe.

For his part, Reichham was also not allowed to retreat.

Once he retreats, the gold-devouring orcs who are like mad dogs this time will inevitably approach the tribal barrier directly, and most of these clan warriors will die here. All the hard work of the messenger, the sacred tree, and everyone during this period will be in vain. Without the clansmen, what is the use of holding the tribal barrier?

Not long ago, the envoy led everyone to a hearty victory, but as soon as the envoy left, he took the elite strength of the clan to suffer defeat, the power belt is so powerful, all kinds of equipment purchased at a great price are distributed, this battle is also defeated and retreated, he can't forgive himself when he thinks of this.

Therefore, Reichham was determined to fight to the death and fought to the death with Khahar Khan to the end. However, what he was most worried about was the battle between the two elders and the seven thousand clansmen led by the seven thousand clansmen.

He realized that this battle was almost a matter of life and death for the Thunderwolf clan, and if they were attacked on both sides, the collapse of any defense line would likely lead to a loss of ground, and everything would be lost. But now, he had no time to think about anything else, but to concentrate on fighting Kwhal Khan.

He felt at least three extremely serious injuries in his viscera, on the verge of collapse, and was about to be unable to suppress it. The meridians are even more broken, especially the large loss of divine soul power, which cannot be recovered by the recovery potion.

He observed that Kwhar Khan was no better off than he was, and this gave him some peace of mind. This is a battle of willpower and perseverance, battle, battle, battle, only to the death!

Suddenly, a wave of energy fluctuated in the sky, which immediately attracted the attention of the two of them.

With a sweep of his senses, Khuhar Khan saw clearly Mengyang's cultivation strength, if he hadn't had time to take care of him, he could have destroyed such a one-star warrior with one finger (Khohar Khan had already noticed that including Reichham was wearing the Flowing Cloud Armor, and he had understood the magical function of the Flowing Cloud Armor. Moreover, Khohar Khan did not think that this small ant-like werewolf warrior could rush within twenty miles of his battle circle with Reichham.

You must know that in the battle between him and Reichham, every round of attack, there are thousands of points of fighting power that explode, and the domain aura formed by the violent gang qi is not easy for ordinary three-star powerhouses to step in, let alone a one-star little warrior?

Khohar Khan paid a little attention, not paying much attention to Monyang's appearance, and suddenly, he noticed that an imperceptible smile flashed on Reshiham's face, and his expression relaxed, as if he had received reinforcements, and he immediately became alert.

Taking advantage of this gap, Khahar Khan condensed a divine consciousness and attacked Meng Yang, who was still flying in the air twenty miles away.

This time the divine consciousness attack, Khukhar Khan did quite hidden, in order not to let Reichham block it, he also launched a series of attacks, forcing Reichham to deal with it with all his might, in Khukhar Khan's mind, after a breath, the flying werewolf little warrior will become an idiot and fall to the ground from a high altitude to die.

But if Khakhar Khan didn't take the initiative to attack Meng Yang with his divine sense, it was really difficult to predict who would win and who would lose in today's battle, and when Khakhar Khan sent out this divine sense, he was doomed to a tragic end.

The two great saints fought wildly, and Meng Yang really couldn't rush into their battle circle, let alone get close to them within ten miles, unless any of the seven emotions and six desires were opened again, so that he could gain true qi and exert his magical powers, and he was still thinking about what kind of way to help Reshiham from a distance, Meng Yang really didn't expect that Khakhar Khan would take the initiative to launch a divine sense attack on him.

When Meng Yang realized it, there was a slight stinging pain in the center of his eyebrows, and a lifeless but extremely sharp divine sense power rushed into his divine court.

This time, the Book of Heaven, the Zhenlong Tower, and the Rule Tree were all unhindered, allowing this divine consciousness to rush straight into Meng Yang's Divine Soul World unhindered.

Hula!

The water of the sea shook and slapped against the colorful islands, and the purple clouds and mist closed the gap where the divine soul was opened in a single breath, and surrounded the invading divine soul power.

Without giving Khwhar Khan any chance to attack, the colorful island trembled slightly, and dozens of flames flew up from the sky above the sea of knowledge, surrounding the power of the divine soul with lightning speed, not to mention giving it a chance to dodge and escape, because the purple cloud mist had completely solidified this space.

That group of divine soul power let out a terrifying scream, and was immediately ignited by those flames, and in less than a tenth of a breath, it turned into a little golden pure divine soul power, which was collected by the Colorful Knowing Sea Island.

Whoa!

The water of the sea keeps lapping against the island, and it rises about half a foot at a speed visible to the naked eye!!

But Meng Yang no longer had the bother to pay attention to the changes in the divine soul, and when his consciousness withdrew from the divine soul world, he heard a terrible scream like a night owl.

Khohar Khan held his head with both hands, screaming again and again, like a mad demon, and his fighting spirit formed golden spears that were like substances, shooting in all directions.

"The patriarch made a quick move, he has been injured by me!"

Monyan sent a message to Reichham, twenty miles away.

Seeing Khuhar Khan's strange appearance, and then hearing Meng Yang's transmission, how could Reshham not understand what was happening at this time, this was a golden opportunity for him, suddenly, he was ruthless, and three tree crystals turned into powder in his hands at the same time, and in an instant, he rose a foot, avoided those golden spears, and swooped down towards Huhar Khan who was rolling and howling on the ground like a cannonball, and his fighting spirit condensed on his fists, condensing but not emitting.

In the blink of an eye, Reichham rushed to about four or five meters above Kwhikhan Khan's head, roared, and aimed his fists at Kwhar Khan in unison.

Two arm-thick purple currents rushed out like two purple dragons, and in an instant, they turned into a huge purple sledgehammer, and with a huge roar, they smashed down on Huhar Khan.

Rumble!!!

This loud sound echoed for hundreds of miles, and centered on the position where Khuhar Khan was tumbling, a large pit three feet deep appeared, with a diameter of more than three meters. The mud and dust are dancing wildly in the sky, where can you still see the shadow of Khohar Khan?

Reichham snorted, suddenly his face was like purple gold, he opened his mouth and spurted out several mouthfuls of black blood, and then fell heavily to the ground, motionless.

At this time, Meng Yang arrived, and without bothering to check the life and death of Khwhar Khan, he first fell to Reichham's side, held his head, stuffed a divine fruit into his mouth, and then helped Reichham, who was unable to move, to sit up, and said softly: "Don't say anything, it's important to heal first." ”

Immediately afterwards, he poured five or six bottles of healing potion into Reichham's mouth, and when Reichham barely rolled his eyelids and his face gradually turned colored, he walked to the big pit.

In the three-zhang high pit, Khukhar Khan had almost been burned to char by Reshiham's blow, leaving only a charred black head that was barely intact, and he could no longer die if he was already dead, and a crippled soul floated out, and then it was taken by Meng Yang's eyebrows.

Meng Yang raised his hand and laid several prohibitions around Reichham one after another, and then he removed the head of Khakhar Khan from the deep pit and rushed to the mining area with all his might.

On the mining side, the fighting wasn't as bad as Meng Yang had imagined.

Last time, as an elite thunderwolf warrior, there were three thousand people who participated in this battle, plus a total of five thousand ordinary soldiers, this is already all the combat strength of the thunderwolf clan, and many people with second- or third-level strength have been on this battlefield.

After a long battle, from last night to now, five thousand thunderwolf warriors have fought against fifteen thousand gold-devouring orcs, but they have always guarded the mining area and have never backed down. The corpses of the gold-devouring orcs were piled up, and many of the Thunderwolf warriors had fallen asleep in pools of blood.

Meng Yang clearly noticed that the necromantic qi above the mining area was extremely condensed, and his heart sank, and he finally understood how the necromantic qi was formed.

The blood evil qi and the soul power were intertwined, and because of some special rules of heaven and earth, these mixed breaths evolved into the necromantic qi that enveloped here.

Urging the mind with all his might, he threw all the branches of the regular tree into the qi line, and Meng Yang frantically absorbed the qi of the necromancy. The necromantic qi was like a gray oolong, rushing into Meng Yang's body, and at the same time, like a tiger with a scorching fireball, he violently rushed into the densest place of the gold-devouring orcs, and the fist condensed by the power of the fire gang drew a brilliant circle, and nearly a hundred gold-devouring orcs were killed under this attack.

Meng Yang's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he exhaled and shouted: "The leader of the gold-devouring orcs is dead, those who descend will not be killed, those who descend will not be killed,!"

"The leader of the gold-devouring orcs is dead, those who descend will not be killed, those who descend will not be killed,!"

"The leader of the gold-devouring orcs is dead, those who descend will not be killed, those who descend will not be killed,!"

"The leader of the gold-devouring orcs is dead, those who descend will not be killed, those who descend will not be killed,!"

All the Thunderwolf Clansmen shouted in unison, and the shouts rose higher and higher.

Meng Yang floated in the sky above the battlefield, Khahar Khan's head was in his hand, more than 15,000 gold-devouring orcs are now more than 4,000 people left, seeing that the patriarch is really dead, his heart is terrified to the extreme, and he can hear the tsunami-like persuasion of surrender, and some people hesitate to put down the weapons in their hands. However, most of the gold-eating orcs timidly set their sights on the corner of the battlefield in the mining area where the battle had not stopped.

The six elders of the Thunderwolf clan were fighting fiercely around the eleven gold-devouring orc elders.

"Whoever dares to surrender will be killed!"

A Gold-Eater Orc Elder hissed and roared, a roar that immediately made the Gold-Eater Orc warriors who were about to surrender clench their weapons in fright.

This elder is a three-star elder, and his cultivation is good, but now he has been injured in many places, and like him, the other ten stubborn elders are also the last of the strong crossbows.

Meng Yang snorted angrily, and a black cylinder suddenly appeared in his hand, aiming at the few gold-devouring orc elders, and at the same time shouted coldly in his mouth: "Those who stubbornly resist and refuse to surrender will end up like this!"

Before the words fell, the eleven gold-devouring orc elders were tied into rice dumplings by the cyan vines that suddenly appeared.

Meng Yang coldly ordered: "Kill!"

The Thunderwolf Elders rushed up, and in three or five strokes, they all killed the eleven Gold-Devouring Orc Elders.

Meng Yang's ruthlessness and magical methods immediately subdued all the gold-devouring orcs, looking at this werewolf man carrying their leader, the word "kill" echoed in their ears, they threw away their weapons, knelt on the ground, and shouted in a mess: "We surrender, we surrender!"

The hard battle has finally come to an end for the time being.