Chapter 239 The Son of Heaven Fights the Great Sage, Yang Dai's Fantasy
"What do you want to do?"
The woman from the Jibing tribe said in a trembling voice, and her eyes looked at Yang Dai full of fear.
Her skin was covered with ice crystals, which made Yang Dai unable to see her true face clearly, but her voice sounded very nice.
Yang Dai smiled and said, "I'll give you a huge opportunity to the Jibing Clan, and we will soon be our own people."
Wang Han and Jiang Xiaoyu laughed. They were all looking forward to the next battle, especially Jiang Xiaoyu, who was eager to prove himself.
Yang Dai directly injected his spiritual power into the war order. In an instant, the war order burst out with a strong light, and he quickly chose the woman of the Extreme Ice tribe.
The next second, he felt dizzy and landed quickly.
[Because you use the war order, you and the Ice Clan enter the racial elimination battlefield. Only by killing all the other races can you leave]
Seeing this line of words, Yang Dai was indifferent. He opened his eyes and saw that he was not the Demon Prison Continent, but a vast grassland. The sky was blue and cloudless. There was no sun in the sky, but there was light.
Black patterns appeared on Yang Dai's forehead, and the black mist spread from the soles of his feet, quickly swept through hundreds of miles. The space behind him became pitch black, like a huge black hole floating on the grassland, and countless Yin people flew out, one after another, like a crucian carp crossing the river.
The number of Yin Crowds crawled out of the black fog was even larger, and the scene was extremely spectacular, as if the gates of hell were opened.
In less than ten seconds, Yang Dai summoned all 1.5 billion Yin people, and he left 300 million in the deep domain to protect the small sea area of Tianqi.
Murong Chang'an, the Ghost Emperor, the Saint of Criminal, Jiang Xiaoyu, Pan Lei Gong, the Angry Heavenly King, the Stone Dragon, the Sun God, the Majestic God, the Heavenly God, the Angry Fire God Heart, the Angry Yu God, Jiang Li, etc., hundreds of Yin people holding power gathered towards him.
The Shahai God of the Shahai clan emerged from the ground and stood proudly in the sky, like a huge mountain, and the Throat of the Shatan clan was also huge, like a moving Mount Tai.
Wan Tianhao floated in the air, using his divine eyes to scan the world.
Liu Junjie said excitedly: "The war is going on again. Master, how can you fight?"
Jiang Li shook the paper fan and said with a smile: "The other party has a huge 3 billion yuan. It is difficult to judge the specific strength. However, the great saint must be killed first, then summoned before summoning it. The rest will be a mob."
Pan Lei Gong smiled and said, "The other party has just stepped into the Great Sage, how can he compare to our ancient Great Sage?"
He had already experienced the Yin God form, and he had no regrets. He also realized that when he entered the Yin God form, his strength was far inferior to that of the Xing Sheng, and the magical powers and combat talents mastered by the Xing Sheng were far superior to him.
Ten thousand years ago, there were so many great saints in the human race, but being able to become one of the nine saints is enough to show the power of the saint of criminality.
"Although the Ji Ice Clan has 3 billion members, there are only 800 million trialists, and the situation is very similar to the human race on earth. That great saint is like our master, overriding the whole race." Wang Han said, facing a group of big elders, he was still very nervous.
Before becoming Yin Zhong, most of the people present were existences that he had to look up to. Anyone was enough to sweep the earth.
Yang Dai asked, "Did you feel their breath?"
Jiang Xiaoyu nodded and said, "In that direction, there are still seventeen holy realms."
Looking along his hand, the end of the horizon looked extremely calm and without any strange phenomena.
"I'll go first. I have experience in fighting with the Great Sage. If I can't beat it, I can escape. The Ji Ice Clan is probably in chaos. They would never expect to be suddenly pulled into the battlefield." The ghost emperor spoke, his face was expressionless, but there was a look of murderous intent and madness in his eyes.
Yang Dai nodded in agreement that the Ghost Emperor's battle to become famous was to escape from the Great Sage. Since then, no one dared to provoke him until Yang Dai's appearance.
The ghost emperor turned into a wave of ghost energy, dissipated in place, coming without a trace, leaving without a trace.
This body movement made the Yin people amazed. Even the existence of the holy realm could not capture the direction where his breath was. It really disappeared from the place.
Five seconds later.
boom--
A shocking explosion sounded at the end of the world. One hundred and a billion Yin people looked at each other. A black light column rose at the end of the horizon in that direction. At first glance, it seemed to divide the heaven and earth into two, which was extremely spectacular.
The Ghost Emperor is on the War!
"Everyone is on guard and prepare for battle!"
Murong Chang'an flew to the sky and spoke, his voice was not loud. He used a secret technique taught by the Zhengsheng Temple, which could be clearly transmitted into the ears of every Yin people.
Yang Dai switched to the perspective of the ghost emperor.
So fast!
Yang Dai only felt dazzled. He was at the Tianyuan Realm and could not keep up with the speed of the Ghost Emperor. He only felt that the things in his vision were changing at an incomprehensible speed.
The ghost emperor is killing wildly!
Suddenly, the ghost emperor stopped. Yang Dai saw clearly that he was parked in the sky, with icicles everywhere. Countless extreme ice warriors hid among the icicles. A figure appeared in front of his vision. The cold wind was circling around him, mixed with ice, and the mighty power was terrifying. The grassland below had cracked and spread like a spider web. Every crack was a bottomless canyon.
Before Yang Dai could see the true appearance of the figure clearly, the ghost emperor suddenly retreated.
It’s not about retreating, it’s about being hit by some powerful magical power, and it’s too late to dodge and being knocked out.
The sky was spinning, and the ghost emperor smashed into a huge icicle, and countless broken ice appeared in his sight.
The ghost emperor was not defeated because of this. His vision flashed and he appeared in the sky again. Black crows flew past his eyes. He quickly cast spells with both hands. Countless black crows exploded, and the dark night enveloped the battlefield.
Yang Dai retracted his perspective, opened his eyes, and the Yin people were in the array under the command of their respective leaders, and there were more than twenty large arrays that could be switched at any time.
"Let's go, just go into the battlefield."
Yang Dai said, and he jumped up. The ice storm dragon from Xiya Mountain flew over quickly, caught Yang Dai's feet with a dragon head, and an army of 1.5 billion rushed to the battlefield in a mighty manner, with a slow speed.
Jiang Xiaoyu sighed: "This guy is really strong. He can actually fight with the Great Sage."
Pan Lei Gong smiled and said, "The great sage's pressure is indeed terrifying, but it is far less than that of the Criminal Saint."
The battle between the Criminal Saint and the Thunder Saint shocked every Yin crowd, so most Yin crowds were full of confidence in this battle, and only the newly joined Yin crowd were a little frightened.
The core Yin people discussed that Yang Dai did not participate, he looked ahead and pretended to be deep.
He seemed calm, but he was thinking a lot in his heart.
After this battle, his number of Yin Clans can reach 4.8 billion. How exaggerated is his points?
He began to look forward to the spectacular scene of a five billion army surrounding the Sword Sect.
stop--
Chapter completed!