Chapter 1313 Scarlet Butterfly
Although the bloodlines of the six fierce clans are noble and powerful, apart from the gods, none of the other five fierce clans have a strong man who has cultivated the bloodline vision!
As long as the Protoss grows to a certain age, they can form a bloodline vision without training.
The purer the Protoss bloodline, the stronger the condensed bloodline vision!
This is also the power of the Protoss bloodline!
"Kill me!"
Han Lingshen quickly calmed down, and with a single order, his blood was pushed to the limit, and a tall and magnificent pyramid emerged under him. It was hundreds of feet high and exuded thousands of golden lights. It was oppressive and wanton, ancient and mysterious. !
Beneath the pyramid, there are thousands of creatures of all races, hundreds of millions, so densely packed that it is impossible to see the edge at a glance.
Each creature folded his hands, looked up at the pyramid above his head, chanted prayers constantly, and looked pious.
Above the heads of hundreds of millions of creatures, golden thin lines spread out, all of which converged to the top of the pyramid, and there stood a god-like existence!
It is the God of Cold Spirit!
boom! boom! boom!
The rest of the Protoss also sacrificed their bloodline visions one after another!
In an instant, dozens of ancient pyramids descended, suspended in the void, and the world shook!
The monks who were watching from afar were shocked!
In a trance, they seemed to have returned to the ancient times, the tragic years when they were enslaved and ruled by the Protoss, and a fear from the depths of their blood was growing in their hearts.
Even some of the fit and powerful people are pale, feel tightness in their chests, and some can't breathe.
In the ancient times, the human race was kneeling on the ground, the most humble and insignificant member of the billions of creatures, with a life like an ant!
Now, this scene has reappeared in the world!
Even though the group cultivators had already fled far away, after these dozens of pyramids descended, the group cultivators still felt a strong pressure!
Some monks even have the urge to kneel on the ground and worship!
It is hard to imagine what kind of pressure Su Zimo, who is at the center of the battlefield and surrounded by dozens of ancient pyramids, will be under!
No matter how strong the red-haired alien race is, it is only Fa Xiangjing. The bloodline vision of Fa Xiangjing can fight against the visions of so many Protoss?
What's more, there are several gods great powers!
"Evil, even if you cultivate the vision of the blood vessels, in front of the vision of my god race, you bastards are turkeys and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow!"
Han Lingshen shouted loudly.
"Don't talk nonsense with him, kill him as soon as possible!"
The third prince of Jinwu said loudly.
boom! boom! boom!
Almost at the same time, the six fierce clans shot, dozens of ancient pyramids, carrying a vast and majestic momentum, slammed into the dragon clan's real body.
The nine demon kings were naturally fearless, set off at the same time, and collided with dozens of pyramids!
The barren ox plows the sky, raises its horns, and overturns a pyramid!
The stone bear was sturdy, and his huge body leaned upwards and slammed into the pyramid, almost smashing the pyramid into pieces, and cracks appeared!
The giant python circled around the pyramid, circled up, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed a pyramid into its belly with the momentum of swallowing up the heavens and the earth!
The blood ape thumped his chest and stomped his feet, stepped forward, raised his fist and smashed it, the momentum was monstrous!
The horses collide, the tigers bite, the wind leopard shuttles, the dragon king swings his tail, and the spirit turtle fights the sea!
The nine demon kings burst out with astonishing power, blocking dozens of pyramids!
Bloodline anomalies fight against each other, earth-shattering!
But the situation is still extremely unfavorable for Su Zimo!
Because he is not only facing the Protoss.
There are also the powerhouses of the five fierce clans!
Although the nine demon kings temporarily blocked dozens of pyramids, the powerhouses of the other five fierce clans took advantage of the situation and beat the nine demon kings to retreat!
Two fists are no match for four hands.
There are too many powerful people from the six fierce races, and the nine demon kings can't resist!
when!
At this moment, there was a sound of Jin Ge clashing next to it. It was very crisp, but it was extremely harsh, like a sharp sword, piercing the eardrum!
The Demon Sword of Lien Hate has been slashed on the lock of the gods!
Tianshen Lock seemed to feel some kind of stimulation, and suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, powerful force, poured into the hatred magic knife, and wanted to bounce the hatred magic knife away.
And this power also stimulated the Demon Sword of Hate!
The body of the hatred magic knife is also filled with endless magic energy, pitch black as ink, constantly eroding the god lock!
The two weapons began to compete, and no one was willing to bow their heads!
Although the Magic Saber of Li Hate is an imperial weapon, with Yan Beichen's power, it is difficult to unleash its true power.
However, the constant stimulation of the Devil Lock like the Heavenly God Lock inspired this imperial weapon!
This is no longer a battle between monks, but a battle of two weapons.
Su Zimo believes that the Heavenly God Lock is definitely not the opponent of the Lihen Demon Sword, but it will take time to cut off the Heavenly God Lock!
On the other hand, the nine demon kings couldn't hold it anymore!
"Everyone join forces, these beast visions are already at the end of the shot!"
Han Lingshen said with an aura like a rainbow.
boom!
As soon as the voice fell, his pyramid descended, directly shattering the Dragon King of the Wild Sea. This vision collapsed and turned into a billowing red-red demon.
boom! boom! boom!
One after another, the remaining eight demon kings all collapsed without holding up for long.
The dragon's real body looked cold, suddenly opened his mouth, took a sharp breath, his entire chest bulged high, swallowed all the demonic energy formed by the collapse of the nine demon kings, and slowly swallowed it out.
The crimson demonic energy surging and changing around the real body of the dragon race.
Seeing the collapse of the nine demon kings, the six fierce clans set off and killed the dragon clan's real body.
Seeing that they were about to rush to the front, Han Lingshen, the third prince of the Golden Crow, the Wu Scorpion and other fierce clan almighty suddenly changed their expressions, and subconsciously stopped their bodies!
They felt a strong sense of crisis and only felt their scalps tingle!
The billowing demonic energy around the real body of the dragon family seems to be nurturing something extremely terrifying!
"Don't go there!"
Han Lingshen hurriedly shouted.
They have cultivated to the state of integration and can sense this danger.
However, Daojun Faxiang of many fierce tribes was not afraid, and continued to charge towards Su Zimo without stopping.
By the time they heard the reminder from the Cold Spirit God, it was already too late!
Under their gaze, behind the real body of the dragon race, the demonic energy surged, and a blood-colored butterfly gradually emerged, with blood-colored wings stretched out, and two bright full moons printed on it, like a pair of icy eyes , watching the people in the six fierce clans!
This blood-colored butterfly is no more than ten feet in size.
Compared with the hundreds of feet high pyramid behind Han Lingshen and others, it is far worse, as small as a speck of dust.
But this bloody butterfly descended, and the whole world fell into a dead silence in an instant!
thump! thump!
Some monks who were standing in the distance watching the battle did not kneel when the nine demon kings came, and when the ancient pyramid came, they also supported it.
But when the blood-colored butterfly came, these monks couldn't hold it any longer, their bloodlines were frozen, their legs were weak, and they all fell to the ground!
There was even an illusion in Qun Xiu's heart.
What kind of fierce clan, what taboos, what fit and powerful, Mahayana ancestors, in front of this blood-colored butterfly, they are all ants!
If there is a god in the world, it can only be this blood butterfly!