Chapter 424: Rescue at the Critical Moment!

"Lord Sacrifice Spirit is invincible!"

At this time, the morale of the warriors of the strange ape tribe was greatly increased. They were beating their chests with excitement and making sounds like baboons.

Not long ago, the Dark Lord made a strong attack and defeated Qinglian Sword Immortal and the others with an almost crushing attitude.

In the dark sky, a demonic dragon with a body as huge as a mountain and wings is entrenched. Three powerful and fierce heads, each showing different expressions, including sarcasm, teasing, and cruelty.

"Fellow Taoists, how are you doing?" Qinglian Sword Immortal looked sullen and half-knelt on the ground with difficulty, leaning on his long sword. There was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he gritted his teeth.

Unexpectedly, the sacrificial spirits of the strange ape tribe are so powerful!

Although he can still perform various sword moves in the realm of forbidden arts, he still cannot make up for his disadvantage. The opponent can suppress him with just his strong body and brute force!

"What the hell..." Li Wujie was covered in blood and stood up unsteadily with a knife, his expression particularly ugly.

To be honest, he regretted it. He had known better not to cause trouble to the strange ape tribe.

I thought it was a wolf in the sheep flock, but in the end it was a sheep in the tiger's den!

"What should I do?" The Big Mushroom King was so anxious that he burst into tears. Due to the restrictions in the realm of forbidden arts, he could not perform the Qingdi Immortality Art, so he could only watch his companions being seriously injured and dying.

"Damn it..." Hong Qianye lay on the ground with a gray face and blood on the corner of his mouth. He could not move his whole body, and many bones were broken by the aftermath.

This was the most humiliating and frustrating experience he had ever had!

Under the Dark Lord's vast range of forbidden arts, Hong Chiba's best fire spells have no place at all.

The other party just flung out the dragon's tail and sent him flying hard, causing him to lose the ability to move.

Although there are many monks around to protect them, the situation is not optimistic, because the warriors of the strange ape tribe are watching closely nearby, and they have formed a siege, ready to catch all the crusade.

"Hey, if I had known I was going to suffer this, I wouldn't have joined in the fun."

The one who started to complain was a big yellow dog that was in a sluggish state, covered in scars, and panting from exhaustion.

It just ignores it!

Facing the Dark Lord's attack just now, Gou Buli had no choice but to reveal his true form and fight with him.

"Senior Gou, I didn't expect Zhu to see you here." Zhu Jiushan coughed out blood and smiled bitterly.

As a member of the Jiuying clan, his status is comparable to that of the Tengu clan, but Zhu Jiushan respects Gou Buli's attitude because he was once a follower of Empress Fuyao.

"Okay, it's useless to talk about this after all this time!" Goubuli said angrily.

However, there is one thing to say, Zhu Jiushan's joining did relieve some pressure on this battle.

Goubuli recognized this strong man from the Nine Infant Clan from the bottom of his heart.

But the one who really carries the weight is the young man in front of everyone!

Without him, the army would have been destroyed long ago!

at this time.

The boy with a middle parted head was panting heavily and sweating profusely. His thin body contained extremely terrifying power, like a wild and ferocious beast in human form.

A Kun's expression was more solemn than ever before, because the big guy above his head was very powerful!

The Dark Lord's cold eyes scanned the entire audience and finally locked on A'kun.

"As expected of the descendant of the mythical beast Kunpeng."

"If you reach adulthood, I will definitely have no chance of winning."

"But now you are trying to compete with this king, but you are not qualified yet!"

The Dark Lord swatted away with his claws, slamming Ah Kun into the pit, making a rumbling sound.

Akun gritted his teeth, his bones creaking all over his body, and his hands supported the heavy palms above his head.

He is very playful and lively, but he knows that when his master is away, he is the only hope.

"I, Kun, must stand up!"

A Kun's eyes burst out with golden light, and the blood in his body was boiling. He actually shook the giant palm above his head away, and then shot it away like an arrow, rushing towards the Dark Lord at a speed exceeding the speed of sound.

"Ugly monster, look at my Kun Fist!"

Immediately, a dense rain of fists erupted, hitting the Dark Lord head and face.

Every punch contains powerful force.

"Stubborn."

The Dark Lord sneered, and his sharp dragon claws tore through the void, blocking the large number of fists that hit him. Then, with his extremely powerful body, he crashed straight into A'kun like a meteorite.

Bang!

A Kun spurted blood from his mouth and flew upside down like a kite with its string broken.

Li Wujie jumped up quickly, caught the blood-stained young man, and asked with concern: "Kun, how are you?"

"Master Kun, I guess I can't bear it anymore..." A Kun's face was pale and his injuries were serious.

After all, the Dark Lord is in the realm of the Immortal Emperor. Even though he has the bloodline of the divine beast Kunpeng and has unlimited potential, due to the gap in cultivation, he still loses in the physical competition.

From the beginning to the end, not one of the scales on the Dark Lord's body was broken. It was still as new as ever, which shows how abnormal its defense power is.

"It's over."

Everyone's faces were ugly, and their hearts were filled with despair.

"You guys are definitely not the great terror that Gui Ying said. The real great terror is someone else!"

The Dark Lord sneered.

Fortunately, it looked like it was facing a formidable enemy before, but what it didn't expect was a group of bastards.

Suddenly, the Dark Lord received a message from the Evil Emperor in his mind.

"You two, come quickly. I am fighting the murderer of the ghost baby. He is very strong. I need your help!"

Hearing this.

A fierce light burst out from the Dark Lord's eyes, and his heart was like a raging sea.

That great terror has appeared again!

And he is still fighting against the Evil Emperor. The most terrifying thing is that he can't even suppress the Evil Emperor!

As the second-ranked Chaos Evil Spirit, the Dark Lord knows how powerful the Evil Emperor is.

The problem is that even this kind of existence can hardly resist that strong man. The opponent's strength is simply terrifying!

"We must go to support them quickly."

As his thoughts turned, his eyes swept over the group of injured monks, and a huge murderous intent rose in the Dark Lord's heart.

The three heads showed a cruel smile and said coldly: "Before leaving, eat you all first, just as a way to replenish energy before the war."

Swish, the temperature in the air was as cold as the abyss, freezing the monks present.

They were eager to break out, but they were surrounded by the warriors of the Monster Ape Tribe and had no way to go.

Can they only wait to die? !

The monks were filled with regret, fear and despair intertwined in their hearts.

"Come into my stomach!" The Dark Lord grinned, opening his bloody mouth to devour the world.

"No..." Everyone cried out in sorrow.

Just then.

A high-pitched dragon roar came from the sky, resounding through the sky.

"Who is it?!"

The surrounding tribal warriors raised their heads, their pupils shrank in horror, and the dragon-shaped streamer flew over with supreme spirit.

"Stop it!"

"Ah!"

Screams came one after another.

The dragon-shaped streamer rushed into the encirclement unscrupulously, unimpeded all the way.

All the tribal warriors who tried to stop it were knocked to spit blood and flew everywhere, with their bones and meridians broken.

In countless shocked eyes, the dazzling dragon-shaped streamer just came in.

When it came to the front of everyone, it revealed its figure.

He was a mighty and tall man, with a head full of black hair, two black horns on his head, a handsome face, and golden eyes, like two bright flames in the dark night.

His chest and arms were covered with hard dragon scales, with a dark golden luster, and a thick dragon tail swaying behind him.

"I wanted to try my luck, but I didn't expect the battlefield to be here." Long Aotian snorted, and the corners of his mouth raised a blade-like arc of confidence.

As for the little donkey that fled earlier, Long Aotian didn't take it to heart. He only cared about the stronger one who could be his opponent!

Fortunately, he didn't miss this opportunity.

With the breath left on the road, he successfully found this place!

"Great, it's Long Aotian!"

Qinglian Sword Immortal and the others were overjoyed, as if they saw a ray of dawn illuminating the darkness.

This is a monster second only to Ye Mengzhu in terms of combat power!

Long Aotian looked around the scene expressionlessly, and suddenly saw Hong Qianye lying on the ground in the distance.

Instantly.

It was as if he was struck by a bolt from the blue, and his head was buzzing.

"Red Fairy!!"