When Hu Hai was shocked by Lang Ge's battle, the battle on the other side never stopped, and became more and more cruel, even tragic!

The only remaining dragon and phoenix are already scarred and will disappear at any time like the other two dragons.

That one, the originally huge black dragon, was now the smallest in size and had become half smaller.

Naturally, the eight-headed snake was also injured, and two of its heads were knocked off again, and this time it did not grow any new ones, and its size also shrunk a bit.

But even so, everyone can see that the defeat of Daqian's side is only a matter of time.

Many ordinary Daqian soldiers have sat down on the ground in great dejection. When failure becomes a foregone conclusion, there seems to be no difference between persisting longer and persisting shorter.

And just seeing that this eight-headed snake almost wiped out all his army of ghost beasts at once, we know that the fate of these people will definitely not be much better.

Even those who are not afraid of life and death for the sake of their relatives, friends, and aspirations,

Now, they can't even help because they will die if they get close to the battlefield.

After death, their flesh, blood and souls will become nutrients for the eight-headed snake.

Therefore, you can't escape if you run away, and you can't fight if you fight.

And not only themselves, but also their family, friends and everything they care about cannot escape the fate of being destroyed.

No one can save them.

Thinking of this, everyone can only feel the most powerless despair!

But the battle is still going on, and time seems to have no meaning. Anyway, the sky has already been occupied by clouds of different colors.

The entire sky, except for the area occupied by the angel tribe, was dark.

No one could tell clearly whether it was day or night. I don’t know when a wail sounded again in the sky.

Everyone looked up blankly and saw the originally beautiful and fiery red phoenix slowly falling from the sky.

During the fall, it turned into pieces of flying flames and disappeared.

As soon as the figure fell from the clouds, it was caught by the surviving masters of the Wu family. However, in the eyes of others, this did not mean much. It was just a matter of dying earlier or dying later.

Sure enough, not long after, the real dragon represented by Li Shimin in the sky also fell down under the siege of several heads of the eight-headed serpent.

Only the scarred black dragon was left in the sky fighting against the eight-headed serpent alone.

At this time, both sides were already trading life for life. The black dragon bit off one of the heads of the eight-headed serpent, and his own body was torn open by the other party. Countless dragon energy flowed out like blood. , the size of the black dragon was once again two points smaller.

The eight-headed snake still had the energy to roar at this time,

"You, this dragon, can still hold on! How long will it take?"

"When I kill you and swallow your dragon energy, I will destroy the entire country under my feet!"

The resentment in his heart at this time can no longer be described in words.

In order to fight against the four dragons and one phoenix, as well as the black dragon that appeared out of nowhere, he had no choice but to destroy almost all the ghost beast army.

Use these flesh and blood and soul to fight one against five!

Although he doesn't care about the life and death of those ghost beasts, these things are originally tools for him to collect flesh, blood and souls.

Who cares about a tool?

But the problem is that without these tools, it will be impossible for him to expand towards the devil and angel tribes in a short time.

He will lose a lot of time, which is exactly what he needs most!

How could he not hate in his heart?

The poisonous fire in his heart was boiling, and he became more ruthless!

This time, he took the initiative to let the black dragon bite one of his heads, and then the whole snake body was wrapped around it!

At the same time, the remaining heads bit the opponent's neck tightly!

The two sides have been fighting for so long, and the other side is at the end of its tether!

He now wants to chop off the opponent's head in front of everyone!

Completely destroy the faith of those Dagan people!

When the time comes, he will use the ghost beast clan to drive those Dagan people to die for him!

The dragon is the totem of Da Gan people, so he will completely destroy the other party!

The two sides are entangled at this time. They have already lost the mysterious elegance and power at the beginning, but are like two most primitive beasts, engaged in the most primitive and bloody duel!

But the black dragon, which has never been replenished, is obviously no match for the eight-headed snake.

Although he also severely injured the opponent, the black dragon's neck had been bitten hard by several heads.

Defeat is right in front of you.

At this time, all the people in the Daqian camp closed their eyes in pain,

This time, they tried their best, but the other party was right at first.

How can man defeat God?

Without God's great efforts, this war would have been doomed to fail at the very beginning!

But at this moment, a white light lit up slightly in the sky, getting brighter and brighter.

Wherever the white light went, it dispersed the fire clouds in the sky and the black mist of the eight giant snakes.

Just like the dawn,

Seeing this scene, even the eight-headed serpent and the black dragon, who were fighting to the death, couldn't help but look over.

The white light slowly dissipated, and an extremely handsome young man holding his waist, and a red-faced Angel Tribe woman appeared in front of everyone.

As if sensing the gazes of others, the Angel Clan woman hid behind the young man a little shyly.

"Alang, there are so many people."

This was the first time she was in this situation, and she was still very shy.

The extremely handsome young man is naturally Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang felt lazy and quickly said,

"Don't be afraid, wait for me to kill a snake first."

After saying that, he walked towards the direction of the eight-headed snake with a fierce look on his face.

When he said these words, he didn't cover up at all, and his voice was even a little loud.

The eight-headed snakes all saw it, and at this time, they even had the energy to take out a head and pointed it towards Zhao Lang in the direction of Feng Dao,

"Even if you regain all your strength now, what will happen?"

"I can kill you the first time, and I can kill you the second time! The worst I can do is destroy another head!"

"It's just that this time, I will torture you slowly..."

But before he could finish his words, Zhao Lang's momentum suddenly increased, rising all the way from the original 6th paragraph!

Paragraph 7, Paragraph 8, and finally stopped at Paragraph 9!

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Daqian camp couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in their hearts!

Paragraph 9!

It is the highest state that all practitioners can achieve!

According to rumors, he is as good as the gods!

If the other party hadn't deliberately released his own grade aura, ordinary practitioners wouldn't be able to detect it at all.

Hu Hai, who was lying on the ground at this time, looked at Zhao Lang who was busy in the sky, and his face was already filled with tears.

"Brother Lang can really pretend, when will it be my turn!"

If he could pretend like this just once, he would die without regrets.

Princess Daisy, who had been beside her, couldn't help but look surprised.

"Eating that little girl has such a great effect. No wonder the boy from Demong has been thinking about it. It's a pity that he got the advantage."

At this time, the face of the eight-headed snake was also ugly. The realm of the 9th stage was only one step away from the gods.

But, one step away is like a chasm!

The eight-headed snake said gloomily,

"Even if you have the strength of level 9, you are still a mortal!"

"If I destroy two more heads, it will be enough to kill you!"

God is God.

Listening to the words of the eight-headed snake, Zhao Lang just rushed towards the opponent. Unless he had other purposes, he always didn't like nonsense when killing people.

No matter how many words you have, it’s never too late to talk after the killing!

As for the gap between gods and mortals mentioned by the other party, he actually agreed.

Just like the difference between quantity and quality, sometimes quantity can never compare to quality.

The problem is, he is not a human being! Nor is he a mortal thing!
To be continued...