Soul the time Yao Yan received the news and returned, the Soul Clan's army had already gathered. Millions of soldiers were lined up in the air, and the vast aura surged, as if they were one. Such power was so great that even with Yao Yan's current strength, he couldn't help but look sideways.
The art of formations is indeed extremely profound, and can allow the weak to unleash strength far beyond their current realm, especially for the Soul Clan, an imperial clan with a heritage of tens of thousands of years. The formations within the clan are even more terrifying, and the attacks condensed by them are so powerful that even an eight or nine-star Douluo would not dare to take them head-on.
Quantitative change leads to qualitative change...
Of course, although the attack is very powerful, it is difficult to bring danger to the real strong. No one is a fool. Knowing that the attack is powerful, they will not take it with their physical body. If it is really on the battlefield, an eight-star fighting saint is enough to destroy the entire clan's formation.
After all, the art of formation is an unpopular profession in the Douqi Continent, and is far less brilliant than the development of alchemy. Especially after all the Dou Emperors disappeared, many ancient cultivation systems also disappeared one after another, leaving only the alchemists who are the center of attention!
"Back~"
The moment Yao Yan appeared, Emperor Hun Tian appeared beside him. He looked at Yao Yan with a smile and asked with concern, "It's a bit rushed. I hope I didn't disturb your retreat. If your body can't bear it, I can let Xuwu Tunyan take your place."
"Thank you for your concern, Chief. I'm fine!" Yao Yan shook his head slightly, paused, and continued, "Shall we just kill them?"
"It has come to this point, there is no need to hide it~" There was a cold light flashing in the eyes of Emperor Hun Tian, and a pressure swept across the world. The cold voice resounded throughout the soul world: "It's time to let the major imperial clans know who is the true king of Douqi Continent!"
"If the Lei and Yan tribes refuse to surrender, they will be annihilated without a single one left alive!"
As the last word fell, Emperor Hun Tian's violent fighting spirit, which belonged to the peak of the Nine-Star Fighting Saint, rose up and directly shattered the void in front of him. The terrifying aura spread along the space until it collided with a breath.
"Gu Yuan, sorry to have kept you waiting!" He laughed loudly, slapped out with one palm, and attacked forcefully, killing Gu Yuan who had been spying on the Gu clan for a long time.
"You finally can't hold it in any longer?!" Gu Yuan snorted coldly, raised his hand to meet the attack, and instantly engaged in combat with Emperor Hun Tian. The two of them fought towards the depths of the void. With their strength, ordinary Douluo Saints were not qualified to watch the fight.
"It's time for us to set off." Hunxuzi stood beside the Four Demon Saints and urged Yao Yan.
"I'll leave the army to the teacher and the elders. I'm going to go and kill the leaders of the Lei and Yan tribes first!" Yao Yan glanced at Hunxuzi, who had a sinister look in his eyes. He didn't bother with the dying man too much. He threw a word to Huntu and others, then raised his hand and drew a line in the air.
The space was slowly pulled apart like a curtain, revealing the armies of the Lei and Yan clans in the endless star field. In addition, there was also the army of the Gu clan watching from one side.
"It was really you Soul Clan who did it!!" As soon as Yao Yan's figure appeared, Yan Jin's eyes filled with endless anger stared at him. If a look could kill a person, Yao Yan would definitely be burned to ashes.
"Damned Soul Emperor, he actually made a fool of us! Today I will make you Soul Clan pay the price!" Lei Ying's voice was cold, and as the terrifying aura of the late eight-star Fighting Saint was released, the void seemed to be resounding with thunder.
"Why waste time talking? Let's just fight." Yao Yan looked at the two of them and said lightly.
As the words fell, the void behind him slowly split open a spatial crack like an abyss. At the same time, the Soul Clan's army, led by the Four Demon Saints, slowly stepped out, and the terrifying aura instantly confronted the three clans.
"It's such a grand scene, but after today's battle, your three tribes will be expelled from the Douqi Continent!" Hun Yan looked at the strong men from the three tribes with a sneer on his face. Many of them were his old acquaintances, and they had dealt with each other many times in the past thousand years.
“Four Demon Saints, don’t be too arrogant. You are not qualified to destroy our three clans!” The three immortals of the ancient clan flew out slowly. The leader, Gu Dao, snorted coldly and confronted Hun Yan and others forcefully.
"Formation!"
Yan Jin could no longer wait and shouted angrily. The Yan army behind him formed a formation first, and the terrifying column of fighting spirit shook the void.
Lei Ying also gave the order to set up the formation. There was nothing more to say with the Soul Clan now. A battle would decide life or death. As he gave the order, the Thunder Clan army behind him quickly formed a formation. Brilliant silver light poured out from the bodies of the Thunder Clan warriors and quickly condensed into a mighty thundercloud in the sky. In the thundercloud, silver light flickered and finally turned into nine huge thunder dragons thousands of feet long. The rumbling sound of thunder caused the void to tremble and collapse.
"go with!"
As soon as the Thunder Dragon condensed, it was controlled by many powerful Thunder Clan members, carrying the power of destruction, and it rushed towards the Soul Clan army fiercely. The space along the way directly exploded and broke open, smashing towards the Soul Clan army with a devastating attitude.
That power far exceeds the scope of heaven-level fighting skills and is enough to easily destroy the Zhongzhou area.
"The Flame Clan, the Heaven-Burning Technique!"
When the Thunder Clan made their move, Yan Jin also let out a cold shout, and suddenly, raging flames gushed out, as if to burn even the void, turning into waves of fire all over the sky, covering the Soul Clan army.
"Gathering Ancient Emperor Mirror!"
When Gu Xun'er saw this scene, she hesitated for a moment, and then directly ordered the Gu clan's army to take action. No matter what Yao Yan's plan was, it would not prevent the Gu clan from destroying the Soul clan. Now the Soul clan has become a public enemy, there is no doubt about that!
After receiving Gu Xun'er's order, the ancient clan army quickly formed a formation. Countless brilliant fighting spirits gathered in the air. With the blessing of the mysterious formation, it turned into an ancient mirror that was big enough to cover the sky. Fluorescent light flowed on it. The next moment, a beam of light filled with the breath of destruction spurted out!
The attacks of the three tribes broke out in an instant. The energy fluctuations instantly crushed the entire sky of Zhongzhou, revealing the empty battlefield. The horrifying scene instantly frightened countless people. Everyone looked at the battlefield in the sky in disbelief. One breath of energy was enough to make Dou Zong tremble all over.
A green grassland.
The young shepherd boy riding the green ox frowned and watched all this with a serious look in his eyes. After a moment, he sighed softly: "The battle between the imperial clans has begun..."
The Doushengs from all sides showed solemn expressions, some worried, some grateful...
Under the gaze of countless people.
The terrifying offensive was directed towards the Soul Clan's army, and Yao Yan, standing at the forefront of the Soul Clan, was the first to feel the terrifying offensive of the three clans. He couldn't help but glance at Gu Xun'er. Was this girl trying to murder her husband? !
These attacks are enough to pose a threat to the Nine-Star Fighting Saint.
"Make move!" There was no need for Yao Yan to control anything. The Soul Clan army behind him had already moved. Black clouds surged, and a harsh sound of chains came from it, accompanied by miserable screams. Countless pitch-black chains shot out from the black fog, weaving a large chain net in the void, and it was covered with densely packed hideous ghost faces, looking at the armies of the three clans like evil spirits.
The next moment, the thunderous attack of the three tribes came with a bang. In an instant, the heaven and earth were shaking, and countless energies were spreading wildly in all directions. Even the land of Zhongzhou was affected at this moment, and was torn into huge cracks like the abyss by the aftermath. "Really rich and powerful..." Yao Yan looked at the soul on the chain and sighed in his heart. As the energy of the two was offset, he took a step forward and killed the Leiyan tribe.
With a slap of his palm, a gorgeous sea of fire appeared out of thin air, and then a huge palm print condensed and pressed towards the armies of the Lei and Yan clans.
"Arrogant boy!!" Lei Ying shouted angrily, and with the lightning light floating between his eyebrows, the aura around him instantly soared to the extreme of eight-star Dou Sheng, and transformed into a humanoid thunder dragon that soared into the sky, instantly shattering the pressing flaming palm print, and killed towards the location where Yao Yan was.
Yan Jin followed closely behind, his eyes blazing with fire as he charged at Yao Yan, shouting, "Boy, give me my strange fire back!"
"You talk too much nonsense!"
Yao Yan said calmly, and then the terrifying soul power belonging to the emperor level emerged behind him, turning into a soul shadow nearly ten thousand feet long, with cold eyes locked on the two of them, "Heavenly Wrath of the Underworld!"
An extremely terrifying soul storm condensed in the phantom's mouth, and then turned into two pale white lights, covering Lei Ying and Yan Jin.
"Thor's Body!" Lei Ying was not afraid at all. He let out a low shout and lightning flashed around him, like a living Thunder Emperor. His body expanded several times in an instant and he punched the soul beam that was rushing towards him.
"Fire Explosion!" Yan Jin put his two fingers together and released all his fighting spirit, which turned into a red beam of light and rushed forward.
"Boom!"
A violent roar exploded in the void, thunder and fire intertwined, and dense space cracks filled the void, making people's scalps numb.
"You can't stop me." A faint voice sounded in Yan Jin's ears. Before he could react, Yao Yan slapped him lightly from behind. However, before he hit him, Lei Ying rushed out from the side with a flash of lightning, blocking Yao Yan's attack.
"Your strength has broken through again?!" Lei Ying felt the aura of Yao Yan and his eyes changed, as if he was looking at a monster.
Doesn't this kid have any limits?!
To be able to break through so quickly at the eight-star Douluo level cannot even be described as fast, it is more like a Douluo Emperor who is reborn and recovering his strength. How can someone make breakthroughs one after another within a year? It is simply outrageous!
This is simply unheard of, and it may have never happened even in ancient times!
Yan Jin stared at Yao Yan with shock and anger. His strength had declined, but he had not noticed the change in Yao Yan's strength. Now, hearing Lei Ying's words, a complex emotion suddenly rose in his heart, which was simply jealousy, envy and hatred!
"After destroying the Yao clan, I got some opportunities and made a breakthrough." Yao Yan explained softly, and then an extremely terrifying devouring force suddenly burst out from his palm, absorbing all the thunder power on Lei Ying's body.
This scene frightened Lei Ying instantly, causing him to distance himself from Yao Yan. Feeling the reduction of some of the Dou Qi in his body, his expression became extremely ugly: "How is this possible? How can you devour my Dou Qi!"
"Do you really think that the power of thunder is exclusive to you, the Thunder Clan?" Yao Yan's mouth curled up slightly, his eyes were covered by a golden lightning. The terrifying golden thunder intertwined around his body, gradually transforming into a giant thunder dragon thousands of feet long, coiling around him.
"Nine Profound Golden Thunder!!" When Lei Ying saw this scene, his eyes widened in disbelief. This almost legendary power of thunder was actually controlled by Yao Yan.
"If you answer correctly, you will be rewarded with a thunder dragon!" Yao Yan smiled faintly, then pointed lightly at the two of them.
"roar~"
The thunder dragon transformed from the Nine Profound Golden Thunder opened its eyes, and there seemed to be brilliant flames rising in it, making it more agile. Under Yao Yan's control, it roared at the two of them, then shook its body and rushed towards them.
"Damn it!" Lei Ying cursed angrily and mobilized all his strength to resist the attack.
Yan Jin was even worse off. His strength had already fallen to the middle stage of the eight-star Dou Sheng due to the loss of his original strange fire. Now he had to face the terrifying thunder power of the Nine Profound Golden Thunder. His whole body was suddenly blackened by the electricity and he no longer had the demeanor of a Yan clan leader.
Yao Yan ignored the two of them and glanced at the armies of the four tribes that were already fighting each other. The battle was almost a melee, and one could even see a Dou Sheng crushing a Dou Zun. It was like a meat grinder, madly strangling the strong men of each tribe.
Gu Xun'er did not step forward. She was protected by the Black Army led by the Black King Gu Lie and was stationed at the rear of the battlefield.
As if he noticed Yao Yan's gaze.
Gu Xun'er's cold eyes met his, but compared to the cold gaze last time, there seemed to be something more in Gu Xun'er's eyes now, as if she had many words she wanted to communicate with him.
Yao Yan just smiled slightly and hooked his finger at her.
"Big liar..." The moment Gu Xun'er saw this action, some of the grudges in her heart disappeared instantly. She bit her lips lightly and said in a low voice.
King Gu Lie of Heiyan glanced at Gu Xun'er, and couldn't understand what the little princess of his clan was doing. She was usually very rational and calm, but why did she lose her composure when she met the young clan leader of the Soul Clan? Could this be the so-called nemesis? !
He didn't understand, and of course, he wouldn't get involved. Compared to the love between Gu Xun'er and Yao Yan, the outcome of this battle was the key, especially since the Soul Clan had not yet played all their cards.
For example, the Void Devouring Flame that even the clan leaders fear!
Where on earth is he hiding!
"boom!"
The fight between Gu Yuan and Emperor Hun Tian was plain and simple. Both of them were extremely powerful warriors standing at the peak of the Nine-Star Fighting Saint. The difference in strength between them was not much. If they wanted to determine the winner, they had to fight with their lives. The terrible attack could easily shatter a piece of void and turn it into nothingness.
"Where is Void Devouring Flame? Why not let him come out to help?!" Gu Yuan fought with Emperor Hun Tian again. His eyes moved slightly and he asked tentatively.
"The armies of the three tribes have come out in full force, leaving the rear empty... where do you think he went?" Emperor Hun Tian asked with an amused look in his eyes and a light laugh.
“You?!” Gu Yuan was stunned, and then he stared at Emperor Hun Tian with a cold face, asking in disbelief: “What on earth are you going to do! It’s not enough to get the ancient jade, you even don’t let ordinary people go!!”
The battle among the imperial clans was a competition of top-level combat power, but Emperor Hun Tian pointed his spearhead at ordinary people, which he could not understand.
"Of course, to become an emperor!" Emperor Hun Tian's eyes were extremely cold, and he stated his goal word by word. He has always had only one goal, and that is to break through to become a Dou Emperor. For this, he can sacrifice everything.
"You are really crazy!" Gu Yuan stared at Emperor Hun Tian with cold eyes and shouted angrily. (End of this chapter)
