Chapter 410: The Forbidden Spell Retreats

Seeing that the four super forbidden spells that had gathered the power of 100,000 gods had already taken shape, everyone in the four clan coalition could not help but show sinister smiles on their faces. They almost all saw the scene of the forbidden spell bombardment of the Puppet Dragon Legion. A wave of inexplicable excitement filled their blood, making them very excited.

However, at this critical moment, Fang Qingshu spoke again: "I said that all dirty, decayed, and humble existences are not allowed to use large spells!"

With Fang Qingshu's order, an invisible pressure swept across instantly, and the forbidden spell that had already formed in the coalition of the four clans actually dissipated without a trace under this pressure. Not only that, the gods who were preparing for the forbidden spell also received the backlash power of the failure of the forbidden spell almost at the same time, and they all felt as if they were punched heavily. Fortunately, these four forbidden spells were performed by 100,000 gods, and each of them did not make much effort, so the backlash power was not too strong, and they just slightly injured them. However, the gods responsible for guiding the forbidden spell could not resist, and the power in their bodies was connected to the forbidden spell. The destruction of the forbidden spell also caused them to suffer extremely heavy damage, and they were directly exploding on the spot by the power gathered by the 100,000 gods.

You should know that the gods who can guide such a great forbidden spell are definitely not ordinary gods. The leaders are one of the only two superior gods in each legion. Before the war begins, four superiors and more than a dozen median gods were lost. This is undoubtedly a huge blow to the coalition forces of the four tribes.

The most influential morale is naturally to talk about the weird Fang Qingshu. How did he do this? The coalition of the four tribes who couldn't figure out the truth couldn't help but feel a little afraid from the heart.

"Is this a great prophecy at the level of gods?" The birdman leader couldn't help but whisper to the leaders of the other three tribes.

"Definitely not!" The Titan God said immediately: "If Fang Qingshu can use the great prophecy technique and can directly eliminate the four super forbidden spells, then he will at least be the strength of a top god. Do you still need to send a puppet dragon army to fight us? With just one word of him, we will be completely finished!"

"Yes, I feel that the mental pressure just now did not seem to be coming from Fang Qingshu, but it seems to be from the sun behind him!" The leader of the Demon Legion frowned and said, "What the hell is going on?"

"Damn it. I thought of it!" The commander of the Necromancer suddenly shouted: "Don't forget, this is the Garden of Truth. As a residence of the top gods, can there be no guards and traps here? Since Fang Qingshu can mobilize the Puppet Dragon Legion, he can naturally launch various prohibitions here!"

"Not bad!" The birdman immediately realized: "It must have been the ban he launched just now. Damn, it turns out that it is not his own ability!"

"Since that's the case, what else can we be afraid of?" The devil roared: "Even if we can't use the forbidden spell, a group of puppet dragons will be in our eyes, so rush for me!" As he said that, he brought people to face the puppet dragon army again. Seeing this, the other three tribes immediately aroused their heroic spirit and immediately rushed towards their opponents.

In fact, the current situation is simply impossible for them to stop rushing, because the Puppet Dragon Legion has almost rushed to them. Now they have to rush even if they don’t rush. After all, it’s a war between the two armies, so you can’t turn around and run away? In that case, not to mention the face of the gods, it is a big defeat in military affairs, and the consequence must be that they are killed from behind by the Puppet Dragon Legion. Therefore, although the coalition forces of the four tribes are extremely unwilling to fight with the Puppet Dragon Legion in close combat, in this unfavorable situation, they have to bite the bullet and rush up.

From a distance, I saw the eight-legged torrents colliding heavily. Before the two sides had contacted each other, various small spells at close range were shot overwhelmingly, the dragon breath of the puppet dragon, the birdman's lightning, the Titan's lightning, the demonic earth fireball, and the curse of the undead. Anyway, the dark space was almost reflected in that moment by countless spells, which were colorful and extremely gorgeous.

However, accompanied by this beautiful fireworks, there were huge casualties between both sides. Neither of them had just been on the battlefield, so they naturally knew how to maximize the power of the shooting. They almost all concentrated their attacks together, and must kill one completely, rather than dispersing the attacks to the maximum extent of minor injuries. Under this tactical thinking, countless unlucky guys were seen directly overwhelmed by a large number of spells.

Even the puppet dragon with extremely high spell resistance cannot withstand the magic attacks of hundreds of gods at the same time, and they were beaten to explode on the spot. The same goes for the gods. Although they can easily withstand dozens of dragon breaths, no matter how many, they can only accept the fate of being refined by the dragon breath.

As a result, the two sides contacted each other on the first day of the first day, causing huge casualties, and thousands of people were killed. Then, the 800,000 troops fought into four regiments. For a moment, they saw swords and swords flying everywhere. The gods screamed when they were killed, and they were connected to the roar of the puppet dragon. Countless pieces of meat and broken parts flew everywhere, which was a miserable scene.

While hundreds of thousands of people were fighting fiercely, Fairy Zi Yu had already ended the battle. All the dragon gods, except the Little Dragon Emperor, were killed, and none of them ran away. The immortals paid the price of hundreds of injuries, but no one was rescued. This was undoubtedly a big victory, especially the spoils, which made the immortals smirk and completely lost the style of the immortals.

Fairy Zi Yu didn't care about this. She just looked at the battlefield in the distance and couldn't help feeling a little desolate in her heart. She knew that the 400,000 army of the four tribes was over. It would be good to be able to escape 100,000 people alive. Seeing these hundreds of thousands of gods who had been practicing hard for tens of thousands of years before becoming gods were lost, no matter which god was, he would feel unbearable, even if they were their enemies.

However, she soon adjusted from this emotion, because she felt that three powerful gods were approaching her. She didn't have to look at her, but she could recognize the identity of the person based on her feelings. They were the seventy-three dragon emperors and the two orcs who had already walked away.

Fairy Zi Yu naturally knew what they were coming, and waved her hand to give an order and let them come directly. After the three of them arrived, they all looked at the little dragon emperor who was captured alive.

At this time, this poor guy was completely gone from his original power. He had returned to his prototype and was a golden dragon of hundreds of meters in size. However, the Dragon Emperor, who should have been majestic, now looked extremely miserable.

He had so many wounds of all sizes that he could not count. And the most annoying thing was that those injuries were obviously not fatal penetration wounds, but specialized blood-letting scratches and excavations used to cut scales. Poor a golden dragon, nearly 80% of the scales were dug out, and the dragon blood was almost completely released, and the dragon horns were even cut off. Obviously, the people of the immortal clan didn't want his life simply to ask for the materials on his body.

In fact, Fairy Zi Yu actually didn't dare to really kill this stupid little dragon emperor. Because he was the youngest son of the Dragon God and was favored by the Dragon God, otherwise he would not have gained the power to command the Seventy-Three Dragon Emperors. Although the dragon clan now has conflicts with the immortal clan, it is not yet at the level of immortality. But if he really killed him, the dragon clan would never give up. So no matter how much Fairy Zi Yu hated this kid, he could only save his life.

When the little dragon emperor saw his brother coming, his listless spirit suddenly cheered up. He hurriedly roared at the Seventy-Three Dragon Emperor in dragon language, and tears of grievance flowed down, obviously asking the Seventy-Three Dragon Emperor to help him.

"Oh!" Seeing that his younger brother was so miserable, the Seventy-Three Dragon Emperor was angry that he did not fight, he was a little soft-hearted, so he had to bite the bullet and say to Fairy Ziyu: "Fairy, my brother is not very sensible and offended you. Look, he has also been taught a lesson. Can you give him aside for me?"

"Well!" Fairy Zi Yu looked at the Seventy-Three Dragon Emperors lightly, then nodded directly and said, "Take it back and train it well! But next time I dare to be so arrogant, I will not be merciless!" As he said that, he let go of the Little Dragon Emperor's ban.

"Yes!" The Seventy-Three Dragon Emperor smiled bitterly and began to help his younger brother with rough treatment, and then put it into his own space for him to recuperate, so as not to continue to embarrass him here.

The Seventy-Three Dragon Emperor and Fairy Zi Yu had a good personal relationship, otherwise they would not have returned to their younger brother so easily. After doing this, he was somewhat relieved, and then began to smile and said with a smile: "I said, Fairy, your fairy clan is a bit unkind. Even though he has obtained the treasure of the God of Truth, why don't he talk to us allies?"
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