Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 11815 The Call of the Ancient Road

In the last era, the fairy race and the demon race were extremely powerful existences, and they were born out of the human race.

Therefore, their appearance has to be said to be the union of the three strongest clans in the Ancestral Dragon Realm.

The world of Zulong has reached its most dangerous moment, and no one wants the fragments of the world soul to fall into the hands of others.

At the beginning, the human race had four supreme beings, and the fairy and demon races each had three supreme beings. Although they were not as good as the human race, they were not far behind.

Their arrival has indeed improved the situation of the battle.

Crush the enemy's conspiracy again.

"You big devil is also out to meddle in your own business, you don't think you can stop the four of us by yourself, do you?"

The four peak powerhouses in the Chiyang Realm killed the strong man of the Demon Race.

"Hahaha, even if I can't kill you, I still have to hold you back. The Ancestral Dragon Realm is not your Ancestral Dragon Realm. The fragments of Xianqin's Realm Soul cannot be lost."

The strong man of the demon clan roared angrily, and killed him with a huge axe in his hand.

On the other side, the Peerless Twin Swords also fought with the warriors from the Immortal Heaven Realm.

Once again, the balance of battle was maintained.

The strong man of the demon race is actually very dangerous, one against four, it is extremely stressful for him, and he may die at any time.

But there is no way, there are not enough experts here.

After all, it is now the Zulong realm fighting against the four great worlds outside plus the temple, which is too difficult to handle.

Fortunately, this strong man of the demon race had amazing defensive power, and was hit by repeated attacks, but he was not injured at all.

This is the physical strength of a strong man in the Great Tribulation Realm.

Although his cultivation base has decreased, his physical strength has not decreased, so he can play one against four.

But at this time, he has no chance to fight back at all, so he can only resist frequently. No matter how strong the defense is, once he is attacked one part continuously, it will basically be declared that the defense has been broken.

This strong man of the demon race knows his responsibility, not to kill the other party, but to hold the other party back, and that is enough.

For a moment, those four Chiyang low-level Xiaojie Realm peak powerhouses had nothing to do with him.

Looking at the mogu, the situation is a little bit dangerous.

At this time, Mogu used the realm of ten minor catastrophes to deal with four strong men who had twelve minor catastrophes.

That's right, the guy who was injured before recovered again.

This situation has become extremely unfavorable to Mogu.

He could only carry it desperately.

Hold as many as you can.

Fortunately, his reincarnated demon bone body is comparable to a strong man of the demon race, so there will be no danger for the time being, but it will be difficult to say after a long time.

However, with their resistance, the formation has not been broken, and the world soul fragments have not been taken away.

The warriors in Xianqin are not dead yet.

These people really wanted to kill them, but they were too weak, and they delayed their cultivation during the years of being locked up.

Going out now is death, and it will distract your own people.

"Bastards, are you hiding away to reap the benefits? If you don't make a move, I won't fight either."

Suddenly, Yabuli let out a loud roar.

The next moment, hundreds of figures appeared in the void.

Everyone is wrapped in the light of heavenly tribulation.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao and the others were almost completely desperate.

There was another expert from the outside world.

"Hehe, since you have discovered it, why don't we destroy Xianqin first, and then fight for the fragments of the world soul?"

One of them said with a smile.

"make a deal!"

The hundreds of people smiled.

Each erupted with a terrifying aura.

There are hundreds of people, all of whom are at the peak of the Small Tribulation Realm, and they come from different worlds, both in the upper realm and in the lower realm.

This group of people really gave up their blood. The last time the lineup for the world soul fragments was not so exaggerated.

Of course, that may be because the previous laws did not allow them to come.

This time, they vowed to take away the world soul fragments of the Ancestral Dragon Realm, and they would never give the Ancestral Dragon Realm the possibility of resurrection.

"It's over! It's over, all of them are experts at the peak of the Little Tribulation Realm, what hope is there?"

"Damn it, can't you stop the end of the day after all?"

Originally there were dozens of small tribulation realm peak powerhouses, and they had already dealt with it very hard. Unexpectedly, more than 100 came.

It's not playable at all.

Even Ling Xiao felt hopeless.

"I can do something! Sure!"

He is really anxious now.

I long for strong support, but it is so easy to find strong support. I hope that I can help, but I find that I can't help at all.

The point is, this may not be all, the entire upper and lower realms, but there are a total of six thousand worlds.

In addition to the ancestral dragon land, there are 5999 worlds, who knows if they will come?
Who knows if they are hiding somewhere.

This battle seemed to have no chance of winning from the beginning.

"Hand over the world soul fragments!"

Ling Xiao said suddenly: "There is no need to cause so many people to die tragically for a piece of world soul."

He dared to say that because he had two world soul fragments on his body. As long as his world soul fragments were not taken away, the Ancestral Dragon Realm would not decline.

Now, what they need is time, not world soul fragments.

If he could exchange the world soul fragments for the lives of everyone, he would be absolutely willing.

"No, it's not yet that time, if you give up the world soul fragments now, the previous sacrifices will be in vain."

Everyone disagrees.

They also have their reasons.

They thought that the fragments of the world soul had already fallen into the hands of the outside world, and thought that there seemed to be only one fragment of the world soul here, so they had to risk their lives to keep it.

The key Ling Xiao still can't explain.

Each of these strong men is as shrewd as a ghost. Once exposed, he will become the target of everyone's criticism. At that time, it is really too late to cry.

Not even soul transmission.

He can't make any mistakes.

Once the two world soul fragments on him were snatched, the Ancestral Dragon Realm would really be in crisis.

"It seems that we can only think of other ways."

Ling Xiao suddenly heard a voice calling, he froze for a moment, looked in a certain direction, left the main body to continue strengthening the formation, and the avatar went to the direction from which the voice came.

Not long after, he came to the ancient road.

The voice became clearer.

"Want to save Xianqin? I will give you strength!"

The voice sounded again, it sounded like the ancient king, it seems that when he blocked the seal of Xianqin, the ancient king had already left his hole card.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not open it.

Now, he turned it on.

"I am willing!"

Ling Xiao nodded.

At this time, he can't think about any side effects. If he can't join the battle, then Xianqin will lose.

At this time, on the battlefield, a golden bamboo suddenly slammed into those powerhouses at the peak of the Little Tribulation Realm who were watching the excitement.

There were three peak powerhouses in the Small Tribulation Realm who were killed by a stick before they had time to dodge.

Even the robbery body was broken.

This scene shocked everyone.

They suddenly looked at the person holding the golden bamboo.

(End of this chapter)