Chapter 321 The Catastrophe Is Coming, Ancestor, Please Save Me!

The giant shadow above the sky glowed brightly again.

It crushed towards the island below.

The supreme power in it could vaguely see a real dragon crossing the sky!

Boom!

A huge real dragon, crossing tens of thousands of miles in the void, suddenly fell on the island.

Rumbling.

The whole island was shaking.

Looking around, a terrible circular aftermath appeared above the island, spreading in all directions.

Wherever the aftermath passed, rocks jumped and ancient trees broke.

It was as if the end of the world was coming.

Countless void cracks covered the entire island.

For a while.

The island became riddled with holes and shaky, and it seemed that it might fall at any time.

If someone looked at the island from a distance under the void.

They would definitely find that the large island above the sky quickly dimmed after briefly releasing a large amount of light, until it was invisible to the naked eye.

"Su Chen, you are too arrogant, aren't you?"

"Do you think that a Saint King can destroy our Spirit Clan?"

Towards the back mountain of the Spirit Clan.

The Saint King roared, shaking the earth.

Under his feet, black fog rose into the sky, destroying all the clouds in the sky.

For a moment.

The entire Spirit Clan land turned into darkness.

"Everyone, follow me!"

"As long as you can stop this Saint King for two quarters of an hour, the Qin family's strong men will come!"

"By then, our Spirit Clan will be saved!"

The Saint King spoke again.

In an instant.

The entire Spirit Clan land was shaking.

The four saints stepped up to the sky together to meet Long Wu.

The surging killing intent spread out around.

In this era when saints rarely appear.

Today's battle will undoubtedly shake the entire East Wilderness.

This is a battle that is worthy of being recorded in history!

It was also the last tenacity of their spirit race!

If they could not resist the attack of Long Wu, their spirit race would be completely destroyed today!

Boom!

The violent aftermath spread out, as if countless suns exploded together in the sky.

Ten thousand divine rays bloomed, dazzling and dazzling.

Such dazzling divine rays, no one can look directly at it!

This is a catastrophe!

The catastrophe of the spirit race!

It is also a catastrophe for the entire East Wilderness!

The nearly destructive fluctuations directly submerged the entire spirit race!

"Ah..."

Countless creatures kept screaming.

The creatures on the island of the spirit race were all suffering from a catastrophe at this moment!

They were unable to resist the wave of the saints and even the saint kings!

In just a blink of an eye, they all turned into ashes.

"Bang!"

Above the spirit race, the breath of the supreme holy soldiers surged out.

In just a blink of an eye, it swept tens of thousands of miles.

One could even vaguely see countless blood flowers blooming at the same time!

In just one encounter, the two sides had already entered a white-hot state!

One side wanted to hold the other side back, while the other side just wanted to quickly resolve the battle!

After all.

What the Spirit Saint said just now was right, the battle here can't be concealed for long.

Even if no one in the Spirit Clan notified the Qin family.

But given the status and intelligence network of the Qin family, they would definitely get the news at the first time.

Not to mention.

The Spirit Clan had already informed the Qin family before this!

If nothing unexpected happened.

At this moment.

The strong men of the Qin family are already on their way!

"Boom!"

Another loud noise came.

In the midst of the divine light, a saint of the Spirit Clan rushed out with difficulty.

He was cut off one arm by Long Wu, and half of his body was also shattered.

There was a blood hole on his chest that was transparent from front to back.

His whole body was dyed red with blood.

The whole person seemed to be a ghost crawling out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses, very hideous and terrifying.

"Ah!!!"

He roared to the sky and looked back at the battlefield, with a deep fear in his pupils.

Terrible!

It was too terrible!

The realm of the Saint and the Saint King is separated by a great realm of the Great Saint Realm.

This great realm is like a natural moat, difficult to cross.

Even if the four saints joined forces at the same time, plus the sword of the Saint King.

But after the dragon dance on the team, they didn't have much chance of winning.

The whole battlefield, the four of them were suppressed by the dragon dance.

"Ancestor, save me!"

"Ancestor, save me!"

"..."

Some of the spirits who survived by chance by relying on the formation roared at the battlefield above the sky.

But their voices were useless.

Before they could leave the island of the spirits, they were completely drowned by the deafening aftermath of the battle.

As for...

The strong man in the Saint Realm who escaped from the battlefield, he didn't have any nostalgia, and didn't even look back at his own clan land, and directly turned into a stream of light and flew away.

He was planning to run away!

If the fight continued.

Even he himself could not guarantee whether the Qin family's strong men would arrive first or the four of them would die first.

"Do you think you can get away?"

At the moment when the spirit saint turned around to escape.

In the battlefield above, a white jade-like hand crossed the void, and instantly covered a radius of thousands of miles, grabbing down from the air.

This hand carried the power of wind and thunder, which frightened countless creatures on the entire island.

Those islands were also rushing towards them at a rapid speed, as if the world was being re-created, and all living things between heaven and earth were destroyed.

"No!!!"

"No!!"

The saint of the spirit race screamed bitterly.

But before his cry was completely dispersed, he was tightly pinched by the white jade-like hand.

The next moment.

The five fingers were slightly put together.

Bang!

A cloud of blood mist exploded in the void.

The fall of a saint was undoubtedly very terrifying, and this kind of fluctuation was vast for millions of miles.

Even the land of the East Wasteland was affected to some extent.

Countless strong men felt it at this moment, and looked up at the void one after another.

Their eyes all showed a look of uncertainty.

This is the feeling of heaven and earth after the death of a saint.

"What's going on?!"

The Lord of a Saint-level force stepped up to the sky, looked at the direction of the Spirit Clan, and whispered in a low voice:

"What happened to the Spirit Clan?!"

The Spirit Clan has existed for too long.

Their ancestors once had a Saint King-level strongman.

To this day.

Their territory is still very vast.

Even if he is now in the control of the Spirit Clan.

Even if he racks his brains, he can't think of any trouble in the Spirit Clan.

You know.

Behind the Spirit Clan is the Qin Family, the first force in the East Wilderness!

He really can't think of which force would be so blind as to provoke the Spirit Clan? !

But the problem is.

The fluctuation just now has obviously reached the Saint level.

Even though they are far away, he felt a little fear.

It's as if he is facing an unparalleled existence!