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Seeing that the four super forbidden spells that had gathered the power of 100,000 gods had taken shape, all the people of the Four Clans Alliance couldn't help but show a sinister smile on their faces, and they almost all saw the scene of the puppet dragon legion being destroyed under the bombardment of their forbidden spells, and an inexplicable sense of excitement filled their blood, making them excited. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, at this critical moment, Fang Qingshu spoke again: "I said, all dirty, rotten, and lowly existences are not allowed to use large-scale spells!"

With Fang Qingshu's order, an invisible coercion swept over in an instant, and the forbidden spell that had already formed in the Four Clans Alliance Army actually dissipated directly without a trace under this coercion. Not only that, but the gods who were preparing the forbidden spell were also attacked by the power of the forbidden spell failure almost at the same time, and they all felt as if they had been punched hard. Fortunately, these four forbidden spells were cast by 100,000 gods together, and each of them did not contribute very much, so the power of the counterattack was not too strong, and it only slightly injured them. However, the gods who were responsible for guiding the forbidden spell failed to resist, and the strength of their whole bodies was connected to the forbidden spell, and the destruction of the forbidden spell caused them to be extremely injured, and they were directly exploded on the spot by the power gathered by the 100,000 gods.

You know, the gods who can guide such a big forbidden spell are definitely not ordinary gods, the leaders are one of the only two high-ranking gods in each legion, and before the war started, they lost four high-ranking gods and more than a dozen median gods, which is undoubtedly a huge blow to the alliance of the four clans.

And the most morale-influencing thing is naturally to talk about the weird Fang Qingshu, how did he do this? The four clan coalition forces who couldn't figure out the reason couldn't help but have a trace of fear in their hearts.

"Could this be a god-level great prophecy?" the Birdman leader couldn't help but say to the leaders of the other three clans.

"Definitely not!" The Titan God immediately said, "If Fang Qingshu is a great prophecy technique, and he can directly eliminate the four super forbidden spells, then he is at least the strength of a top-level god." Do you still need to send a puppet dragon army to fight us? As long as he says a word, we will be all finished!"

"That's right, I feel that the spiritual coercion just now doesn't seem to come from Fang Qingshu's body, but rather from the sun behind him!"

"Damn, I thought of it!" the Necronomicon Legion Leader suddenly shouted, "Don't forget, this is the Garden of Truth, as the residence of the top gods, can there be no guards and traps here?"

"That's good!" The birdman suddenly realized: "It must have been the ban he launched just now, damn, it turned out that it wasn't his own ability!"

"In that case, what else do we have to be afraid of?" The demon then roared: "Even if we can't use the forbidden spell, a group of puppet dragons will also be in our eyes, rush me!" With that, he led people to meet the rushing puppet dragon army again, and the other three clans immediately became arrogant when they saw this, and immediately rushed towards their opponents.

In fact, the current situation is not at all why they don't rush, because the puppet dragon army has almost rushed in front of them, and now, they have to rush if they don't rush. In that case, not to mention the face of the gods, it is also a big failure militarily, and the consequence must be killed from behind by the puppet dragons, so although the alliance of the four clans is extremely unhappy to fight with the puppet dragon legion in close combat, but in this unfavorable situation, they have to rush forward.

Looking from afar, I saw eight torrents crashing together. Before the two sides came into contact, all kinds of small spells at close range were overwhelmingly shot at each other, the dragon breath of the puppet dragon, the bright holy sword of the birdman, the lightning of the titan, the fireball of the demon, the curse of the necromancy, anyway, the pitch-black space was almost at that moment, it was reflected by countless spells in a colorful and gorgeous way.

However, along with this beautiful fireworks, there were huge casualties on both sides. Neither side of the flanks is a newcomer to the battlefield, so they naturally know how to maximize the power of the counter-fire, and they almost all of them concentrate their attacks, making sure to kill one completely, rather than scattering the attack so that at most a few people are slightly injured. Under this kind of tactical thinking, we can see countless unlucky people who have been selected and directly overwhelmed by a large number of spells.

Even the puppet dragons with extremely high spell resistance could not withstand the spell attacks of hundreds of gods at the same time, and they were all blown up on the spot. And the gods are the same, although they can easily resist dozens of dragon breaths, but no matter how much, they can only accept the fate of being refined alive by dragon breath.

As a result, as soon as the two sides came into contact, they caused huge casualties, each with thousands of casualties, and then the 800,000-strong army was mixed into four regiments. For a while, I saw the sword light and sword shadow, and the spell flew sideways. The screams of the gods being killed and the roar of the puppet dragons were all connected. Countless pieces of minced meat and broken parts flew everywhere, and it was a miserable sight.

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When the hundreds of thousands of horses and horses here were fighting fiercely, the Purple Rain Fairy had already ended the battle, and all the dragon gods, except for the Little Dragon Emperor, were all killed, and none of them ran away. The Immortals paid the price of hundreds of wounded, but no one was relieved. This is undoubtedly already a big victory, especially the trophies, which made those immortals can't help but giggle, completely losing the demeanor of immortals.

The Purple Rain Fairy didn't care about this, she just looked at the battlefield in the distance, and couldn't help but feel a trace of desolation in her heart. She knew that the 400,000 troops of the four-clan alliance were finished this time, and it was good to be able to escape 100,000 alive. Seeing that these hundreds of thousands of gods who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years to become gods were lost in one day, no matter which god they were, they would be unbearable, even if they were their enemies.

However, she quickly adjusted from this mood, because she felt that three powerful gods were approaching her, and she didn't need to look, and the identity of the person she could identify by just feeling was the Seventy-Three Dragon Emperor and the two orc gods who had already gone away.

The Purple Rain Fairy naturally knew their intentions, waved his hand and ordered his opponents to come over directly. After the three of them arrived, they first looked at the little dragon emperor who was captured alive.

At this time, this poor guy has completely lost his original majesty, and he has been restored to his prototype as a golden dragon with a size of hundreds of meters, but the Dragon Emperor, who should have been imposing, is now extremely miserable.

There are too many large and small wounds on his body to count, and the most infuriating thing is that those injuries are obviously not the kind of fatal penetrating wounds, but scratches specially bled and digging wounds used to sharpen scales, poor a golden dragon, the scales on his body have been dug up nearly eighty percent, and the dragon's blood has almost been cleaned, and even the dragon's horns have been cut off. Obviously, the people of the Immortal Clan were purely for the materials on his body, and they didn't want his life at all.

In fact, the Purple Rain Fairy didn't dare to really kill this stupid little dragon emperor. Because he was the youngest son of the Dragon God after all, and he was favored by the Dragon God, otherwise he would not have gained the power to command the Seventy-Three Dragon Emperors. Although the current dragon clan has a conflict with the immortal clan, after all, it is not enough to reach the realm of immortality, but if he is really killed, then the dragon clan will definitely not give up. So no matter how much the Purple Rain Fairy hates this kid, he can only leave him a small life.

When the little dragon emperor saw his brother coming, his sluggish spirit suddenly perked up, and he hurriedly yelled at the seventy-three dragon emperor in dragon language, and the tears of grievance also flowed down, obviously begging the seventy-three dragon emperor for help.

"Alas!" Seeing that his younger brother was so miserable, the Seventy-Three Dragon Emperor was angry, but he was also a little soft-hearted, so he had to bite the bullet and say to the Purple Rain Fairy: "Fairy, my brother is not very sensible and offended you, you see, he has also been taught a lesson, can you look at my face and spare him once?"

"En!" The Purple Rain Fairy glanced at the Seventy-Three Dragon Emperor lightly, then nodded directly and said, "Take it back and train it well! But next time I dare to be so arrogant, I won't be ruthless!" As he spoke, he let go of the Little Dragon Emperor's prohibition.

"Yes, yes!" The Seventy-Three Dragon Emperor smiled bitterly as he began to help his younger brother with rough treatment, and then put it into his own space for him to recuperate, so as not to make him continue to be embarrassed here.

The Seventy-Three Dragon Emperor and the Purple Rain Fairy obviously had a good personal relationship, otherwise they would not have returned their younger brother so easily. After doing this, he was somewhat relieved, and then began to say with a hippie smile: "I said, fairy, you immortal clan is a little unkind, you obviously got the treasure of the God of Truth, why don't you say a word to our allies?"

"Yes, yes!" The orc god on the side also immediately smiled and said: "We are a joint treasure hunt of the four clans, how can you swallow the treasure by yourself?" In fact, they were all ashamed, so they spoke in this hippie smiley tone, otherwise, they would have been justified in accusing themselves.

(To be continued)