The people who left behind the rear were: Qin Wang, Zhendong Hou, Shi Qianhan, Green Soul Fairy, Hu Fei,

Qin Wang's hand emitted a ferocious roaring sword energy, faintly appearing in the form of an ancient blue dragon.

The sword energy that attacks the treasure is invincible is the first to be hit, tearing apart the golden dragons.

The [Panlong Ring] burst out from Zhendonghou's hand, a purple-green light flowing burst out, blocking everyone.

Hu Fei's bronze wristbands on his arms, two lions, their eyes were bloodshot, and they let out a roar. They broke through the air with their fists. A violent purple light and shadow appeared in the huge form of two lions, and rushed into the rushing golden light of thousands of dragons.

Shi Qianhan used the secret technique of the Nine Nether Demonic Art, and his body soared to ten feet. The shadow of the demon body dozens of feet behind him was possessed by the demonic body. The demonic energy terrified the world and blocked the torrent of the golden light alone. The huge shadow of the demon god slapped the roar and swallowed the roar of thousands of golden dragon auras.

The Green Soul Fairy cast the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, and tens of thousands of ghosts roared out, setting them into a dark ghost fog at night.

Whether attacking or defending, everyone used powerful secret techniques one by one.

However, all this could not stop the trend of the golden light swallowing the sky and the earth.

The long river of Qinglong sword energy was drowned in the golden light after tearing apart hundreds of golden dragons. Qin Wang's face turned pale, and the [Qinglong Sword] in his hand continued to wield, and hundreds of blue-patterned sword energy broke out of the air, but it still could not stop the general trend.

Boom~~~

Ten thousand dragons roared, swallowing the sky and the earth, forming a rushing torrent, just like the ancestor of ten thousand dragons, completely swallowing up the fierce attack of the [Qinglong Sword].

Then there was a violent lion rushing out of Hu Fei's bronze arm guard, dozens of feet long, rushing into the torrent of the golden dragon, and making a shocking sound, which soon submerged it.

Boom--

Ten thousand dragons rush, and with the inappropriate power of ten thousand men, they tear apart the defensive formation set up by the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner.

Shi Qianhan's ten-foot demon god possessed him, stood proudly in the torrent of the golden dragon. After persisting for a while, he was also submerged in it.

As the last line of defense, when Shi Qianhan was also submerged, everyone was immediately caught in the impact of the Golden Dragon Torrent.

Boom~~~

The five powerful men tried their best to operate the defense layer, and were rushed out of a thousand or two miles by the golden torrent that swallowed the sky and the earth before they fled to the river in the middle.

Hu Fei and others were scarred and panting.

Only Shi Qianhan and the Green Soul Fairy disappeared after being overwhelmed by the Wanlong Art.

In the Xianhong space.

"Master, I almost died."

The Green Soul Fairy was gasping for a long time, her green shirt and hair were in a mess.

She is no more powerful than Hu Fei and the other two, or she has the protection of the treasure dragon weapon.

After all, even the kings and princes with weak strength have no chance to save their lives.

"I finally escaped..."

Qin Wang had several scars on his face and back, which penetrated deep into his bone marrow and consumed his vitality.

Zhendong Hou is not much better than him.

Hu Fei was injured all over, but he was thick in skin and flesh, and only had some external injuries.

The three of them dared not fight. They hurriedly crossed the river and ran back to the right side of the board, their own territory.

Seeing this, the Demon Dragon Emperor and others breathed a sigh of relief.

On the other hand, Qin Huang looked pale and his breathing was rapid: "It's a pity that I didn't kill much, but the goal was achieved and he reversed his disadvantages."

At this time, the two camps of Qin Emperor and the Demon Emperor returned to their own chessboard.

Bang!!

Han Qi slapped the feather fan in his hand, and a strange wave spread.

Boom~~~

The world is pitch black, and it feels like it is spinning.

"Once the ancient game platform is activated, it will not be reversed until the moment the winner is decided..."

Han Qi's sigh came.

Life is like chess, and things are like games.

After millions of years, after the Xian Qin Shihuang and the Barbarian King of the Hundred Tribes, the ancient game platform finally ushered in a new peak confrontation.

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