From A Stronghold NPC To The Final BOSS Chapter 1000: Sinking clan
Inner world.
Thousands of races continue to dispute.
After the heaven and earth opened up the ascending space, all big clans have three true celestial beings born one after another.
Because of the birth of the Upper Triple True Immortal, the Middle Triple True Immortal is no longer the top combat power, and then some races have entered a stage of decline.
The world changes.
Not only did it not ease the struggle of the ten thousand races, but on the contrary, it became more intense.
In the Loess Plain.
The two races are fighting each other.
There are manifestations of heaven and human beings, the space trembles, and there are fierce battles with magical weapons.
"Kill!"
"Dragons dare to attack my human race, we should kill!"
The space collapsed, a stalwart body stepped out of it, and a volley bombarded it. The power of the rules lingered on it, and all the places it passed were vanished.
Some strong dragon clan couldn't avoid it, and was beaten into blood mist by that palm.
Wow! !
The terrifying dragon yin came, shaking the void and trembling.
Next.
I saw the space in front of me shattered like ceramics, and a real dragon broke out from it, and directly killed the strong human race.
"Dignantly true immortal, it is a shame to deal with the heavens and humans. Today I will kill you here and prove to the ten thousand races that the human race is useless!"
"Arrogant!"
The real immortal human race sneered disdainfully, looking at the attacking real dragon, his expression was not afraid at all.
Everyone is a real fairy, so what is there to be afraid of.
As soon as he shot.
The momentum is that the sky is falling apart.
True immortal-level powerhouse confrontation, no matter which world it is in, it is an existence that can be described as ruining the world.
Only the aftermath of the two fights, it cannot be resisted by other monks.
The monks of the human race and the dragon race are now consciously retreating, leaving enough fighting space for the two true immortals to fight together.
When the two true celestial beings clash.
The other races around the yellow sand plains are shivering now, and the strong in the race dare not move at all.
"The human race and the dragon race are fighting again!"
"The strength of the two clans is really strong. A true immortal who comes out at random will have such power. When will my clan have such a background!"
"I just hope they don't get here—"
The emperor of those races, looking up at the battle between the two true immortals, also has a desperate look on their faces.
This is the gap between the strong and the weak.
Among the strong clan, although ordinary true celestial beings can be regarded as strong, they are far from the top. Any strong clan can send out a lot of true celestials when fighting.
Look at the words of the weak.
It is a blessing to be able to give birth to a true immortal.
Those races.
Only their respective emperors can be strong at the real immortal level. In addition, ordinary people want to promote to the real immortal level, and the difficulty is not ordinary.
Moreover.
Even if they barely rank among the true immortals, when it comes to true combat power, they are not as good as the true immortals of the big clan.
Because the true immortals of the big clan have more treasures, their strength is naturally even more amazing.
Boom!
Boom! !
Two true celestial beings fought together, the void shattered with each blow, the aftermath of destruction washed away like a tide, and all the creatures touched by the fluctuations screamed before they even had time to scream, they were completely perished. in.
"The knife is coming!"
The real immortal human race yelled, and a long sword with gleaming blue light burst through the air, and fell into his hand in an instant.
The long sword slashed down, and the blade extinguished the world.
"Xiantian Lingbao!"
The complexion of the true fairy of the dragon clan changed slightly, and when he opened his mouth, he spit out the dragon ball from his belly, and bombarded with the light of the sword.
Boom——
The collision of two forces, both vanished invisible.
At this time.
The void was broken again, and another real immortal of the human race walked out of it, and the big palm pressed down, as if it had covered millions of miles of space inside, engulfing infinite power, and fell towards the true immortal of the dragon race.
Just a palm.
The Dragon Clan’s true immortal was caught off guard, so he was knocked down, his body's scales and armor were torn apart, and the golden blood was flowing.
"Human race, dare to attack!"
"Terran should be killed!"
The other true immortals of the dragon clan also appeared at this time, and there was a terrible attack bombarding them in an instant.
At the same time.
There are also a large number of true immortals on the human side.
It was originally just a battle between two real celestial beings, but suddenly it turned into a melee of more than twenty real celestial beings.
At that moment.
The fluctuations caused by all the real celestial attacks are enough to describe the destruction of the heavens and the earth, and the entire yellow sand plain is covered.
Many of the weak creatures around the war, in this wave of fluctuations, have been annihilated and broken.
"Rewind!"
There are race kings who are frightened and angry, and can no longer think of offending the two races, and directly burst out their most powerful force to stop this wave that can destroy their race.
The creatures of that race also withdrew immediately.
Boom——
The racial emperor coughed up blood and regressed.
Although he is a true celestial being, he is only a threefold true celestial being. Now there are more than twenty true celestial celestial beings. Many of them are threefold true celestial celestial celestial celestial being. It is not easy.
"It's over—"
The emperor coughed up blood, looked at the fluctuations that swept again, and couldn't help showing a look of despair in his eyes.
With the strength of your own race, if it is really swept by the fluctuations, it will definitely be the result of destruction.
This is the sorrow of the weak.
Even if you don't actively participate, there is no way to protect yourself.
Sometimes.
Maybe after a battle, a race can disappear completely.
Just when he thought his race was about to be destroyed, there was a breeze blowing across the sky and the earth, and all the destructive power that came in was instantly disappeared into the invisible.
"This is—"
The emperor was startled, then looked in other directions and shouted loudly.
"Dare to ask who is the expert to help, please come out and see!"
He can be sure.
There must be a strong person secretly taking action to protect his own clan.
Otherwise, the fluctuation will not disappear so weird.
The words fall a little bit.
I don't know when ~IndoMTL.com~ has appeared next to the emperor.
"Chazhou of the Sinking Clan, I have seen seniors, dare to ask seniors their surnames!"
The emperor of the depraved clan, directly bowed and saluted.
Although the person in front of him looks like a human race, there are not a few powerful people in the world who have transformed into a human body and walked around the world, so he did not think that this man in a blue shirt really came from a human race.
Looking at the Sinking Emperor, Qin Shujian smiled slightly.
"My name, you don't have to ask so many questions. It's also casual to help. You don't have to take it in your heart. Let's leave here with the tribe. Maybe the battle will be more intense later."
"Thank you, seniors, for your help. If it is useful to get a place for my fallen clan in the future, my clan will definitely help!"
Qin Shujian's words made the sinking emperor's heart beat wildly, and he no longer dared to hesitate for a while, and after a quick comment, he led the tribe to evacuate.
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