Breaking the Day Chapter 202: The Dragon King in Prison Fights Qi Tian
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Northwest Daqi, Nine Prisons, Sunset Plains.
The prestigious Jiu Prison is not a simple pass. It is located on the west side of the northwestern part of Daqi. It is a territory with an extremely large area and extremely complex terrain.
The warlords who were entrusted here divided the nine prisons according to the terrain, and the outermost parts were divided into the Sunset Plains, the Blood River Mountain, the Tianhe River, the Valley of Heroes, the Lake of the Dead, and the Tomb of the Souls.
During hundreds of years of **** battles and tug-of-wars, the Emperor Daqi organized three attacks against the nine prisons. Among them, warriors were the main force on the frontal battlefield, and other major practitioners of the sect were assault elites. Fight to the death with monsters and monsters from the Nine Prisons, as well as the subordinates of the Underworld King of the Nine Prisons.
Countless warriors throw their heads and sprinkle their blood here. The place where their blood flows into a river is called the Blood River Mountain. The valley where they died in battle is called the Valley of the Heroic Spirits, and the lake in which they are ambush is called Decapitation. The lake, the hills where they were surrounded by monsters and beasts but swearing to their deaths, eventually all died in battle, called the Tomb of the Soul
In this part of the Nine Prisons, behind every name that sounds murderous and extremely frustrating, there is a **** history of warfare.
In order to resist the invasion of the Nine Prisons, countless great practitioners and generations of warrior disciples died in battle, but generations of warrior disciples were selected, armed to the teeth, and then sent to the battlefield. Frequent and most tragic nine prisons.
But when these Zhan Family disciples went to death generously, they never hesitated. They sang loudly and did not die, because every generation of the Zhan Family has extremely good leaders leading them to victory. The eldest son of Zhan Fenghou, Zhan Qitian, is the most outstanding of them!
At this time, the sunset was full of remnants of smoke, the banners were shattered, there were stumps and arms everywhere, and huge monsters were lying on the plain. They fell to the ground like a hill, and countless dead on their bodies. Some of the disciples of the Zhan Family, some of them are holding a magic spear, and the spear is pierced on the body of the monster. From a distance, they look like a hedgehog covered with thorns. They almost seem to be integrated with the spear, even if they die, He hung his body on the monster's body, did not fall down, still clinging to the spear in his hand.
Other warriors were pressed under the monster's body. Only when they got close could they see that their arms and legs were leaked out, but their bodies were so crushed that they could not be seen.
The blood of these soldiers is flowing slowly, mixing with the green blood of the monster, and flowing all over the place.
These are all fighters of the Prison Legion, one of the most elite legions of the warriors. Each of them is as powerful as a high-level foundation-building monk, but in this terrifying battlefield, they are in pieces. The death of a piece of war.
In the last tragic battle, under the leadership of Zhan Qitian, the prison regiment won another victory, but this victory was extremely tragic and the warrior disciples suffered heavy casualties.
The surviving soldiers searched around on the battlefield in an orderly manner. Some of them were responsible for collecting undamaged weapons, and some were responsible for searching for damaged weapons, transporting them to the carriage behind them, and then sending them to The rear is returned to the furnace for recasting.
Some people are responsible for screening out the children of the war family who have not died from the battlefield, and then transporting them to the rear for healing, while others are responsible for identifying the identities of those who have died.
Zhan Qitian wears dragon-print armor. The armor on his body is full of cracks. Everywhere there are claw marks and slashed cracks that monsters have grabbed. Ordinary people take a glance and can't believe that such a shattered armor. It can still be intact, and the owner wearing it can still perform normal activities as usual!
Whenever Zhan Qitian went to a place, the surrounding prison envoys stood up. They reverently beat their chests with their hands, stood up and saluted to Zhan Qitian, and watched this warrior with enthusiasm and enthusiasm. The future owner of the house.
This tall man looks too young. His face was originally handsome, but the years of fighting have left his handsome face with three scars. One of them rises near his left eyebrow and passes by his From the bottom of the eye socket to the bridge of the nose, as long as he blinks, he can see the complete scar from between the eyebrows, through the eyelids, and then to the bridge of the nose the moment his eyes are closed.
The second scar is on the right cheek, from top to bottom, and the third scar is on his chin. The three scars are just the battle medals left by the monster's claws scratching his face.
Zhan Qitian walked through the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses. He glanced around indifferently, and asked the adjutant who was accompanying him: "How many died?"
The adjutant said bitterly: "The prison regiment killed more than 1,000 people and injured more than 3,000 people."
Zhan Qitian was silent for a while, and said: "My prison guard is half gone..."
The adjutant sighed and looked sad: "Yes!" Then, he was puzzled and a little angrily asked: "Young Master, what are we doing to send generations of warriors into this bottomless pit? Fill in? How many people died on our way! Is this broken place really worth our sacrifice!"
Zhan Qitian glanced at him, and said: "As long as you take the Shichihara, all this is worth it!"
The adjutant asked: "Young Master, I don't understand!"
Zhan Qitian said coldly: "You don't need to understand! You just need to follow me!"
The adjutant stagnated, he opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed back, he bowed his head respectfully and said: "Yes!"
Zhan Qitian said: "Let’s go down and build a village here tonight, immediately mobilize the Wuwei Legion and the Shenwei Legion to come up, replace the Zhenwei Legion, and let them go to rest and rest. At the same time, the Divine Bing Legion comes up and immediately camps. Build a pass! Three days later, the Jiu Prison will fight back!"
The adjutant looked terrified. He punched his chest and was about to leave. Suddenly, the ground shook suddenly, and a huge hill suddenly arched between the ground of more than 20 meters in the battle of Qitian, followed by a madness. The python monster broke the ground!
"Howl!!"
In the center of the battlefield where the corpses are like mountains, this maniac python is more than 30 meters high. After breaking through the ground, it soared into the sky, screamed at Zhan Qitian, and then screamed at him.
Across all the way, everyone smelled a poisonous wind that made them nauseous. The weaker prison guard was already blue and vomiting blood, and fell to the ground.
The jailer and the officers who were closer to Zhan Qisheng pounced on Zhan Qitian in horror, desperately trying to stand in the middle of this reckless monster and Zhan Qitian.
In their opinion, they can die 10,000 times, but Zhan Qitian absolutely can't make any mistakes! It is the supreme honor of the entire prison army to be able to die and sacrifice for the prison dragon king.
Zhan Qitian stared coldly at the maniac monster that came in like a wave of anger. His face was unwavering, without any fear or panic.
Zhan Qitian pushed his hands to the side, and two circular shields formed by yellow sand suddenly appeared around him, pushing away all the people who came to rescue him from the left and right.
Zhan Qitian then stared at this extremely ferocious python monster and sneered disdainfully. His palms of both hands were slowly raised on his chest, and two tumbling flames appeared in the palms of his palms, which quickly converged and formed. , A group of fire dragons changed into red, and a group of fire dragons changed into white.
Zhan Qitian raised his hands, the palms of his palms were facing outwards, and the roots of the palms were leaning against the roots of the palms, and the flame mad dragon in his hands suddenly spurted out!
"Dragon Flame Absolute Soul Wave!!"
This is the famous stunt of Zhan Qitian. Two dragon flames sprayed out of his palm. The two dragon flames were small at first, but after spraying two or three meters away, the small pillar of fire It immediately turned into a big fire pillar, and when it sprayed out five or six meters away, the two fire pillars had already turned into a fierce and boiling flame mad dragon!
The two mad dragons roared, blasting forward with a majestic gesture of sweeping everything with a sky-shaking roar!
Everyone saw Zhan Qitian unleashing the Dragon Flame Absolute Soul Wave with both hands, and the two soaring pillars of fire immediately swallowed all the incomparably huge maniac pythons. The original momentum was astonishing, and the huge maniac figures rushing over the sky were all. Was burned clean by the Dragon Flame Absolute Soul Wave~IndoMTL.com~ There is not even a piece of scales left!
The two mad dragons rushed towards the sky. Everything they passed by was gone. If it weren’t for the huge pits on the ground and the heavy scorching smell in the air, it seemed like a maniac just now Haven't appeared in general.
The wild monster, this is a powerful monster that is enough to entangle a hundred elite prison guards to death, but in the hands of Zhan Qitian, it can't even hold a breath!
This is the Dragon King who is known as the world’s number one among the younger generation of practitioners: Fighting Qitian!
Although the prison envoys on the field saw more of these scenes, they still shouted in unison with excitement and enthusiasm: "Dragon King! Dragon King! Dragon King!!!"
Zhan Qitian's face remained unchanged until he suddenly sensed an unprecedentedly powerful aura from the sky. He raised his head, looked towards the sky, and saw a frail and weak figure descending from the sky with a long sword on his back.
This person is a woman with a very beautiful face, a soft oval face, a small cherry mouth, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, and a small beauty mole under her eyes.
It is Zhao Feiyue!