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"Boss, boss!" Hurry and save the boss! " Ouyang Yu's familiar voice sounded from afar. Just as the strange old man from the Myriad Sword Sect wanted to give Ouyang Yu another palm strike, two figures flashed and appeared in front of Ouyang Yu and the others. Two palms struck out from the two elders of the Dragon clan, creating two extremely powerful storms in the sky. They were much stronger than the tornadoes produced by the Dragon Hunting. The strange old man's expression changed and he quickly retreated. However, he was still affected by the storm quite a bit. A trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Dragon clan, you are from the Long Clan!"

"Humph, that's right, since when was it your turn to bully our Huazhong Empire?" A powerful aura burst forth from the two elders and the sand and stones on the ground were instantly crushed into pieces.

"So what if you're from the Long Clan? Today, you won't be able to return." The strange old man waved his hand. The other three elders of the Myriad Sword Sect who were watching from the side quickly flew over.

"It's been so many years, now is the time for outsiders to know how powerful our Long family is." The coats of the two old men turned to dust in an instant. Although it was two against three, they were not afraid at all. The two most powerful forces of the continent clashed in midair just like that, emitting deafening sounds ? Ouyang Yu was no longer listening to the fight outside. He only felt endless remorse. The one who had helped him to block the strange old man's attack was none other than the person who had advised him to leave the forbidden hunt.

"Dashu, dashu!" Ouyang Yu cried as he hugged the Forbidden Hunting that no longer had any aura.

"Uncle, I'll definitely avenge you!" Ouyang Yu took off a piece of clothing from his body and lightly covered Hunting's body. He carefully placed him inside the Thousand Illusion Tower.

"Boss, are you alright?" Di Long brought his Tyrannosaurus Rex Legion and quickly appeared in front of Ouyang Yu.

"I'm fine!" Xiaolong, thank you! "

"Hehe, since boss is in trouble, as your little brother, I should be the one to do it!" Dillon was still the same. Seeing Di Long's arrival, Ouyang Yu felt slightly better. His eyes were fixated on the few powerful warriors in front of him.

"Boss, these two are the true leaders of our Tyrannosaurus Rex Legion. You don't have to worry about them." Long Di saw a hint of worry in Ouyang Yu's eyes, so he said this.

"En," Ouyang Yu nodded his head. The worry in his heart disappeared when he thought of the terrifying look on Di Long's face after transforming. Ouyang Yu, who had no other choice, became grim. He looked at the soldiers of the Holy Luo Sword Sect and the disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect in the distance. Xiao Long, us brothers will fight to our deaths today! " The long spear in Ouyang Yu's hand also suddenly appeared in his hand.

"I've long been waiting for boss's words." Di Long became excited as well. He raised the token high up. "Warriors of the Tyrant Dragon Army, it's your turn today. Kill!" The eyes of the hundred sturdy Dragon Clan disciples also shined. "Kill, kill!" A series of deafening noises came from their mouths.

At the beginning, they didn't really care much, but very soon, they understood how terrifying these hundred people were. They were like crazy people, rampaging inside, and they couldn't even be bothered to block the weapons of ordinary soldiers, let alone the elite disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect who couldn't even take two rounds. "The other Chinese soldiers were roused by the blood light, and their eyes turned red when they thought about their comrades who had just been killed." "Kill, kill!" They rushed toward the soldiers of the Holy Land without caring about their lives. The silence of the evening was broken by the loud sounds of fighting from all around.

Ouyang Yu was also like a fierce wolf as he released all the grief he felt for the Forbidden Uncle onto the bodies of the disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect. The disciples fell one by one, and one by one the Holy Luo soldiers fell to the ground. Blood shot out and covered Ouyang Yu's body, covering his entire body and face, like a crazed devil, he continuously reaped the lives of each and every enemy.

In the distance, the battle between the Dragon Clan and Myriad Sword Sect Elders had reached its climax. The two elders of the Long family had even transformed into two hundred-meter-long dragons. Their transformation wasn't like that of Longdi's, but two true dragons, totally different from a real dragon.

Dragons' roars and explosions filled the entire border.

"All of you, transform!" When Longdi saw that the Elders had changed, he didn't feel too satisfied.

"Roar, roar, roar ?" A surprising scene occurred. The hundred dragon soldiers suddenly all grew in size as a ten meter long dragon appeared in the middle of the field. Although it wasn't as imposing as the elder, it was still enough to deal with these soldiers. As they were stepping on the ground, the air trembled and a large area of soldiers collectively fell down. The disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect also couldn't stand stably and soon after, they shattered with a stomp.

They never would have imagined that they would encounter such a situation on the battlefield. They thought that these dragons only existed in legends, and even if they heard about them a few times, they would still be confused upon seeing them. How could they have the mood to fight against them? "The citizens of the Huazhong Empire were shocked and happy at the same time. "Look, dragon, you are the dragon from the legends of our empire ?"

The four Ten Thousand Sword Sect Elders were also in a passive state after the Dragon Clan Elder changed into his own. After seeing the situation over there, how could they dare to continue fighting? After the strange old man made a feint, he shouted towards the battle, "All of you retreat, all of you retreat!" When the soldiers heard this, they didn't dare to stop at all, fearing that they would be trampled by the huge dragons behind them if they ran too slowly. Figures moved and shouts shook the sky. Not long after, all the disciples of the Holy Orchid race ran away. Some of the weaker ones didn't have the time to run away and were trampled by the dragon race members. Instead, they died at the feet of their own people.

The four elders of the Myriad Sword Sect also didn't have the heart to continue fighting. After fiercely waving their palms, they took the chance to escape. The few elders of the Dragon clan didn't chase after him either. They snorted coldly, then moved back to where Longdi was.

The originally desolate border became even more miserable after this transformation. A bottomless chasm spread out in all directions along the border, and steam rose from below. It was enough to send chills down one's spine.

Ouyang Sizhe conservatively estimated that four out of five people had died in this battle. Although the Holy Luo Empire was a bit better, it was not much better, and the Myriad Sword Sect was in even worse shape, with less than a hundred of their elite disciples remaining.

Ouyang Yu's heart was heavy. The death of the Forbidden City's uncle had dealt him quite a blow. Although he had Longdi's guidance, it wasn't something that could be redeemed in a short period of time. At night, the reinforcements from the Central China Empire had already arrived. Ouyang Yu's father, Ouyang Saige, and brother had also arrived with their descendants. The other two great families had just led their disciples over. In order to block the next attack of the Holy Empire, almost all of the armies of the Central China Empire had been gathered here.

"Little Yu, now that the Fire Cloud Sect has yet to make their move, I'm sure that they will attack tomorrow. At that time, even if we had the help of the Long Clan, we wouldn't be able to resist at all. How was your discussion with the Liushan Empire?" Ouyang Saige asked Ouyang Yu as they discussed their plans for tomorrow's meeting.

"Emperor Yongshun has already agreed to my request, but I wonder why they didn't send troops today?" Ouyang Yu frowned.

"Yes, this Emperor Yongshun is also a very ambitious person. His goal is probably to take advantage of the time when we are fighting against the Holy Empire to gain benefits." Muriza pondered.

"Clan Head Za is right. I think that's what the Empire of Alps is thinking. We need to prepare for it now. If they still haven't come out when the Fire Cloud Sect comes out of the mountains, how are we going to deal with the Holy Luo Empire's attacks?" The Patriarch of the Lu clan spoke out.

Everyone discussed for a while, but they could not come up with any clues. At this time, Ouyang Yu stood up. "Fellow uncles, I had a relationship with the Fantasy spirit Sect back at Frank. If they were willing to help, then we should be able to get through this crisis. But I don't have any confidence either."

"Illusory Spirit Sect?" It was obvious that he had never heard of the Illusory Spirit Sect. Ouyang Yu was too lazy to explain, so he said, "I'll send them a message first. If they're willing, then that's for the best." Ouyang Yu took out the communication bead that Li Xing had given him. His mind was immersed within the bead. He sent a distress signal to Li Xin, but he didn't receive a response for a long time. Without a choice, they didn't think too much about it. They could only hope that the Alessan Empire would send their troops over.

As soon as they began fighting, the news spread throughout the entire continent. Many people were concerned about this matter, because it had to do with the structure of the entire continent.