At some point, Guo Ran, clad in golden armor and wielding a golden battle blade, silently appeared behind the Bone Dragon Clan ancestor.
Guo Ran was completely wrapped in battle armor, with countless black patterns flowing across the golden armor, fierce and unmatched.
The Golden Battle Blade slashed the Bone Dragon Clan ancestor's neck. Black sharpness appeared on the blade, slicing through myriad paths. Even the body of a Dragon Emperor could not withstand such a cut.
One of his heads was instantly severed. As soon as he flew off, a sharp sword aura struck his forehead—it was Bai Shishi making a move.
"Pfft!"
The
sharp golden power tore through the air, unstoppable. Facing the Dragon Emperor's powerhouse, Bai Shishi gave it her all, holding nothing back. This wholehearted strike pierced through the brow of the Bone Dragon clan ancestor, killing his primordial spirit along with it.
"Smack!"
Guo Ran kicked the Bone Dragon Clan ancestor in midair, sending the massive head tumbling all the way down in front of Mo Yang and the others.
Guo Ran, carrying the divine might to slay the Dragon Emperor, shouted loudly, his roar resounding with metallic tremors echoing across the battlefield:
"Brothers of the Dragonblood Legion, kill with all you want. Use the blood of traitors to wash away the shame of the dragon clan."
"Boom!"
Guo Ran shouted angrily, spun around, and clashed head-on with a half-step Dragon Emperor. With a loud explosion, the dragon spear in the half-step Dragon Emperor's hand was shattered by Guo Ran, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.
"Kill ...!"
"Boom boom boom... The
Dragonblood warriors' morale soared. One by one, their long swords were drawn, sword energy soaring skyward, directly charging at the leaders and high-ranking members of the Yinglong and Bone Dragon clans. The strong warriors of both clans were forced to retreat repeatedly by the Dragonblood Legion.
At this moment, the Dragonblood warriors displayed an astonishing combat power, leaving everyone stunned. They specifically targeted the strongest high-level experts to strike, and with each strike, delivered the most brutal finishing blow. Their fierce fighting spirit sent chills down one's spine.
"Brothers of the Dragon Domain, we are the true masters of the Dragon Domain!"
Seeing the Dragonblood warriors fierce and invincible—first slaying the Dragon Emperor, then suppressing the strongest leaders of the Yinglong and Bone Dragon clans with absolute power—Mo Yang and the others trembled all over at the sight and couldn't help but roar in anger.
They are the true masters of the Dragon Domain. Since when did it become the turn for the human race to back them up? What about the dignity of the dragon clan? What about pride?
Although he didn't explicitly state it, as a prodigy of the Dragon Clan, seeing the Dragon Blood Legion take the initiative and want to uphold the banner of cleaning up the Dragon Domain is basically a slap in their face.
"Kill!"
The prodigies of
the Dragon Domain instantly reddened their eyes. They were the true masters of the Dragon Domain—how could they let the human race steal the spotlight?
Although they recognized the Dragonblood Legion, everyone had the desire to compare. On Dragon Domain's territory, if the Dragonblood Legion suppressed them, how could they still have the face to call themselves peerless prodigies?
"Damn it, I'm going to fight you all to the end...
The prodigies of the Dragon Domain gritted their teeth at this moment, as if seeing their father's killer, charging out like madmen.
"Puff puff puff...
At
this moment, the Dragon Domain's powerhouses were fearless and fearless, even risking their lives. They had only one thought: kill—kill desperately, kill as many traitors as possible, kill as many super experts as possible.
They wanted the whole world to know who truly mastered the Dragon Domain. Even if it meant risking their lives, they could not let the dragon clan lose face. They had to kill more people than the Dragon Blood Legion.
"Nether Dragon Heavenly Peak, bring your life!"
Mo Yang was the first to charge at Minglong Heavenly Peak, but as soon as he made his move, Chi Wufeng and the others also arrived right behind.
"The life of Minglong Tianfeng is mine." Chi Wufeng roared angrily.
"Did you write your name on his face? Whoever kills them will be punished." The dragon female monster shouted angrily, desperately charging forward.
Now, on the Dragon Domain battlefield, the strongest is Ying Bufei, the ancestor of the Yinglong clan. He is being trapped by several ancestors at once, and in such a terrifying battlefield, they have no chance to intervene.
The only one left was the ancestor of the Bone Dragon clan. He was a true Dragon Emperor powerhouse, but in a sneak attack on Long Chen, he was severely wounded by Yue Zifeng's sword strike and then slain by the combined efforts of the Dragon Blood Legion.
Now, to regain face, the Dragon Domain must eliminate Minglong Tianfeng and all the senior members of the Minglong clan.
"A bunch of ants, daring to act arrogant in front of me."
Minglong Tianfeng had also been shocked by Yue Zifeng's sword strike earlier. Now, seeing himself become everyone's prey, his anger surged instantly. He flicked his black dragon spear, stepped on the void, and charged at the crowd.
"Boom!"
Mo Yang was the first to attack. This time, he wielded a weapon—a dragon spear. The two spears collided, splitting the myriad paths, and Minglong Tianfeng and Mo Yang were both sent flying backward.
"Bastard..."
After a fierce battle
with Mo Yang, Minglong Tianfeng's expression changed. He shouted,
"Find a way to reopen the Gate to the Underworld!"
Only then did Minglong Tianfeng realize that with the Gate of the Netherworld closed, without the endless blessing of Nether Energy, his power was instantly greatly diminished.
"Your Highness, it's already open. It only takes the time it takes to burn an incense stick." A half-step Dragon Emperor from the Nether Dragon clan hurriedly said.
"Let's attack together and protect His Highness!"
An elder of the Nether Dragon clan shouted. Although the Gate of the Netherworld had been closed, their numbers far outnumbered the Dragon Domain, and they still seemed to be dominating.
However, now, under Long Chen's instigation, the powerful figures of the Dragon Domain, under Long Chen's incitement, were going crazy, their combat power skyrocketing, and the situation began to spiral out of control. They started to panic.
"Boom boom boom...
At that moment, Mo Yang, Chi Wufeng, and other prodigies fought fiercely, going all out to kill the Nether Dragon Heavenly Peak as fast as possible.
However, the half-step Emperors of the Nether Dragon clan all intervened, and everyone was disrupted. For the moment, they couldn't take down Nether Dragon Heavenly Peak.
At this moment, both sides launched into a full-scale bloody battle. The sound of dragon roars echoed across heaven and earth, and in an instant, dragon blood stained the entire Dragon Domain red.
"Boom boom boom...
The endless Ten Thousand Dragon Nests collided with each other, and in a suicidal collision, countless fragments like mountains flew down, smashing the earth into huge craters. In that moment, it felt as if this place was a living hell.
"Let's make a move too!" Mo Ying watched as the entire arena was engulfed in a bloody battle, with the Dragon Domain's powerful warriors dying at every moment. She found it hard to bear any longer.
At this moment, at the center of the battlefield, Long Chen, Yue Zifeng, and the seven clan leaders had not made a move. Hearing Mo Ying's words, Long Chen shook his head and said, "
Now is not the time. You must listen to my command,Don't be like those few ancestors.
If it weren't for my brother closing the spatial gate in time, the Nether Dragon clan, blessed by the laws of the underworld, would surely have inflicted massive casualties on us."
After Long Chen said this, Mo Ying and the others felt a bit ashamed. Long Chen had previously told them to follow orders, but they hadn't expected the spatial gate to be closed artificially. The elders had intervened early, nearly causing a major delay.
At this moment, Mo Ying and the others finally understood that everything was under Long Chen's control, requiring them to worry about it completely. The only thing they needed to do was follow his orders.
On the battlefield, flesh and blood splattered, life was as fragile as grass. The Dragon Domain was already rivers of blood, corpses piled up like mountains, yet Long Chen remained unusually calm.
He knew that, in the shadows, a pair of eyes was watching him. The owner of those eyes wanted his life, and in return, he wanted the other's life too.
Now, it was all about who could keep their composure.