Chapter 1751
Chapter 1751 (Raw 1763): Rage of the Dragon God
The numerous red Flame Demons landed, surrounding the mysterious phenomenon and tightly guarding it.
A rough count gave at least one thousand red Flame Demons.
Senior Ma's and Senior Liu's teams only had slightly more than one hundred people when added together.
Furthermore, there was that mysterious black-armored cultivator. His eyes blazed with a scary black flame, and he was very tall, about three meters in height.
As that black-armored cultivator held his spear, he stood in the center and looked around tyrannically.
"That is a middle-stage Star Venerate existence!"
As Senior Ma looked at that black-armored cultivator, his face sank slightly. His voice also quavered.
Early-stage Star Venerate and middle-stage Star Venerate were two completely different levels—a heaven's difference.
Senior Ma deeply understood this difference, having been stuck at early-stage Star Venerate for more than one hundred years already, unable to cross this hurdle.
Aside from this, amid the thousand-odd red Flame Demons were ten elites. The aura they gave off rivaled Star Venerates' and was definitely not weaker.
As Xiao Chen looked at that black-armored cultivator, he felt startled. That person actually radiated Dragon Might.
That was genuine Dragon Might and not Dragon Might that came from some Cultivation Technique, Martial Technique, or Profound Tool.
It was genuine Dragon Might that came from the bloodline.
Is he a person of the Dragon Race?
However, it also feels like he is not. That Dragon Might seems tainted with plenty of evil aura. It is not pure at all. This is extremely strange.
This place is becoming increasingly strange. Xiao Chen somewhat felt like giving up on this.
However, there was the Azure Dragon Totem in the middle of the formation, which he found hard to ignore.
This place was certainly connected to the Azure Dragon bloodline.
As part of the Azure Dragon bloodline—the last one at that—Xiao Chen could not leave this place, no matter what.
"There should be other factions that were drawn in as well."
Both Senior Liu's team and Senior Ma's team found the underground dragon city because of the Dragon Qi. That was definitely not a coincidence.
This Dragon Qi was purposely leaked by the demonic Faux God Flame.
Otherwise, why had no one discovered this dragon city for the past tens of thousands of years, and now it was so easily found?
There had to be other factions that chanced upon the Dragon Qi and thought that they found great fortune, entering the dragon city.
Just as Xiao Chen made this guess, the sounds of intense battle suddenly came from across the plaza, as though to confirm his speculation.
"Kill!"
A thunderous roar rang out. That group of people's lineup was even stronger than Senior Ma's and Senior Liu's teams combined.
After entering the dragon city from another side, this team charged over and arrived at this Dragon Race plaza.
When these cultivators saw the guttering Faux God Flame, they did not even have to think before charging over.
"Helpers are coming!"
Senior Ma and Senior Liu exchanged glances, their faces lighting up in joy.
Having helpers charge over at this moment was truly timely.
When the strange black-armored cultivator saw the faction charging over from the other side, a cruel smile curled up on his face.
"Light of the Dragon God!"
The black-armored cultivator swung his spear, and a dragon image came out of the black Faux God Flame.
After the dragon image circled around, it turned into a beam of light and shot out.
This light shone on the underground red Flame Demons, turning all of them into black Flame Demons and directly amplifying their strength.
"Damn it! What's going on?"
The group of people radiating killing Qi and flourishing auras immediately flustered, and miserable cries rang out.
"Pear Blossom Rainstorm!"
That young disciple at the lead swung his sword, and the power of ice compressed to an extreme on the tip of the sword, turning into many fine ice needles that shot out and rained down like a storm.
The needles shot out in circles, looking like a blooming pear blossom.
The slender ice needles pierced several Flame Demons, and their movements turned chaotic. Cold Qi spread out, coating them in a thin layer of ice.
After that killing move, the young swordsman shouted, "Retreat!" And his people took the opportunity to withdraw.
"Crack! Crack!" In the next moment, the ice-sealed Flame Demons recovered. Several cultivators who did not retreat in time died on the spot miserably.
In this advance and retreat, this strong team suffered ten-odd casualties.
The young swordsman showed a scarily sullen expression. Clearly, he could not accept such a loss.
After that group left the plaza, those Flame Demons under the black-armored cultivator's control also retreated and did not give chase.
"It is the disciples of the Snow Sword Palace, a Rank 5 sect!"
Senior Ma and Senior Liu recognized the origins of this group of people at the same time. Their expressions changed slightly.
Just as Senior Ma and Senior Liu hesitated, that young swordsman's voice rang out. "Are the ones on the other side comrades from Dragon Flame City? I am a Snow Sword Palace true inheritor, Huangpu Qi. I'm leading my junior brothers here on experiential training. Are you interested in working together and breaking through this place?!"
"If you want to ally, count me in!" the bamboo-hat bladesman said coldly after he flew out from a corner of the plaza. He seemed to have arrived long ago.
"Great. You are included."
The Snow Sword Palace's Huangpu Qi just glanced at the bamboo-hat bladesman and saw that the bamboo-hat bladesman's strength could not be underestimated, so he immediately agreed.
Senior Ma and Senior Liu felt heavily pressured. At this time, they had no choice but to agree.
If Senior Ma and Senior Liu did not agree, when the other group and the bamboo-hat bladesman cooperated and broke through this Flame Demon formation, they would not have a say in anything.
All the sides immediately came to a simple understanding: they would work together and deal with the Flame Demons, then decide how to split the Faux God Flame and the Azure Dragon Totem.
After resting for a while, they charged in from all directions.
Three large factions and the mysterious bamboo-hat bladesman worked together. Naturally, their strength could not be underestimated.
Senior Liu's and Senior Ma's teams consisted of elite outstanding talents who had risen above others in the nearby dozens of astral clusters. The weakest of them was on the same level as Shangguan Lei.
The Snow Sword Palace's strength went without saying. Those were the disciples of a Rank 5 sect.
Every rise in rank was like a whole world's difference higher, a difference akin to that of cloud and mud.
An intense and miserable battle ignited with a touch.
"Take down that evil leader first!"
The Snow Sword Palace's Huangpu Qi fixed his gaze on the tall, mysterious, and unfathomable black-armored cultivator and thrust his sword over.
The bamboo-hat bladesman, Senior Ma, and Senior Liu also headed for the black-armored cultivator. The four strongest people worked together and started a huge battle.
The other cultivators focused on killing the Flame Demons.
The eyes of the cultivators who entered the plaza turned red, all of the cultivators truly angered and somewhat berserk.
Above the totem, the black flame flickered with a strange light, looking like it lay between reality and illusion.
It was like a cold eye watching the battle below.
Aside from working to protect himself, Xiao Chen did his best to maintain his calm despite being in the thick of things.
The situation turned stranger and more chaotic. Xiao Chen could not do what he wanted, not knowing what to do.
Slaughter reigned in the plaza. When death and injuries occurred, blood flowed freely.
No one noticed that the formation in the center of the plaza silently absorbed all the blood that spilled on the ground.
The people fighting did not care about this. The Faux God Flame baffled their intelligence, igniting the desire and murderous intent in their hearts.
The cultivators with Great Desolate Eon bloodlines here activated their bloodlines, and the atmosphere of the intense battle reached its climax.
Why did human cultivators still feel so confident despite being outnumbered?
It was mostly due to many of the cultivators here possessing a Great Desolate Eon bloodline. After activating their bloodline, their strength multiplied.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
After killing for half a day, they reduced the number of Flame Demons from the original one thousand-odd to three hundred.
After that, the human cultivators seized the upper hand. They put in their best effort and became increasingly braver as they fought.
The cultivators did not hold back their various killing moves. Shock waves immediately surged out, booming incessantly.
Mysterious phenomena appeared—wind, fire, lightning, and thunder—roaring ferociously.
Finally, most of the one-thousand-odd Flame Demons were dead. The Dragon Race plaza was littered with precious black Blaze Crystals.
However, no one cared to pick them up.
At the same time, the black-armored cultivator held up his spear. He dragged his wound-riddled body and jumped into the formation.
Huangpu Qi, the bamboo-hat bladesman, Senior Ma, and Senior Liu were all not in good states, either. They were all significantly injured.
After paying a heavy price, they finally managed to force the black-armored cultivator and the remaining Flame Demons into the formation. The three teams worked together, and the human cultivators finally gained the upper hand in the situation.
"Humph! If you are wise, you'd better scram quickly. Otherwise, we will take your life the next time."
The Snow Sword Palace's Huangpu Qi stood outside the formation and coldly eyed the black-armored cultivator as well as the final one hundred Flame Demons.
The black-armored cultivator laughed, "Hahaha! The Dragon God will arrive soon. I will let you feel the Dragon God's rage first. Rage of the Dragon God!"
"Whoosh!"
The strange Faux God Flame above the Azure Dragon Totem flickered rapidly, releasing Divine Might.
"Rumble…" Everyone present, including Xiao Chen, was caught off guard, suffering a heavy blow to the chest.
Everyone vomited a mouthful of blood as they got knocked back.
They were being crushed by pure power. No one could block it or break it; they could only passively endure it.
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