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The 688th chapter survivor (2)

There was a 'Hola' sound.

Below a very deep rift, a faint layer of light erupted through the cracks of the rocks.

Stones of different sizes slowly flew up, flew into the sky from the rift, and then silently turned into stone powder.

The lower body completely disappeared, and the bones on the upper body were exposed everywhere. Linghu Qingqing's immortal heart lamp was trembling all over his head, flying out of the rift. His body was trembling violently, and the broken bones on his upper body collided with each other, making a "crack" sound.

Surround Linghu Qingqing, there are seventy-six ancestors of the Divine Realm.

Everyone was seriously injured and most of them were dying.

This is the only living person left in the Qingqiu Divine Kingdom, and there are only 77 people, including Linghu Qingqing.

All the ancestors of the Divine Realm, the other half-step Divine Realm who participated in the battle, including Linghu Qingqing's second son Linghu Gu, and the dozens of the most outstanding descendants of Linghu Qingqing, all fell.

Linghu Qingqing smiled miserably.

Two lines of old tears kept flowing down their cheeks.

Linghu, together with him, only nine ancestors survived the Divine Realm.

The other Qingqiu generals, about 90% of them were out of hope, and all the ancestors of the Divine Realm in the clan did not fight this battle.

Looking back on the battleground before entering the duel, the Qingqiu Divine Kingdom, including the hidden power of the Divine Realm, was scattered with more than two thousand ancestors of the Divine Realm, and more than 60,000 elites in the half-step Divine Realm. What a grand atmosphere.

Among those ancestors, there were old friends who had been Linghu Qingqing for many years, close friends for many years, and even opponents like Gongyang Sanlu for many years.

But in one battle, it was gone.

Oh, no, Ram Three Worries...

Linghu Qingqing looked at the crowd behind her, and Gongyang Sanwu was also mixed in. What made Linghu Qingqing angry was that Gongyang Sanwu had only suffered some insignificant minor injuries, but was hit by an axe by an ancestor from the Great Martial God Kingdom.

Compared with Linghu Qingqing's tragic injuries with only half of her body left.

No, even more so...

There were twelve ancestors of the Divine Realm standing beside Gongyang Sanlu.

The surviving ancestor of the Divine Realm of the Gongyang clan, plus Gongyang Sanlu himself, was still thirteen more people.

And Linghu only survived nine people.

Among the other major generals, there are 55 ancestors living in the Divine Realm.

Linghu Qingqing stared at Gongyang Sanlu.

Gongyang Sanlu stared at Linghu Qingqing in a straight face.

In vain, the eight Linghu ancestors behind Linghu Qingqing shouted in unison, and a national-level innate spiritual treasure appeared beside them at the same time. Although in the big explosion just now, the eight spiritual treasures were strongly shocked, and their power was reduced by half.

But at this moment, everyone was seriously injured and almost exhausted. Several spiritual treasures at the level of the country-level artifact were indeed qualified to dominate everything.

Gong Yang Sanlu's eyes suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I am loyal to Your Majesty..."

Taking a deep breath, Gong Yang Sanlu continued to worship Linghu Qingqing: "At this moment, if Your Majesty still doubts my loyalty, this will really make me..."

With a sound of 'Hola', dozens of miles away, the sound from a rocky beach resolved the embarrassment between Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanyou. Shadows that emitted a rude aura stood up from the rocky rocks with difficulty, one, two, three...ten, eleven, twelve...

A total of twenty-seven ancestors of the Divine Realm of the Great Martial God Kingdom struggled out of the rocks.

They were the main force in the decisive battle with Wu Ba just now. They were closest to Wu Ba, so Wu Ba brazenly exploded, and the ancestors of the Great Wu God Kingdom suffered the most losses.

The ancestors of the Divine Realm of the Great Martial God Kingdom and the elites of the Divine Realm of tens of thousands of half-step Divine Realm, only these twenty-seven seriously injured survived.

Twenty-seven people had just stood up, and then with a "wow", twelve of them vomited blood at the same time, their bodies shook and collapsed to the ground. Only fifteen people could stand up straight with their own strength.

On Linghu Qingqing's side, there are 77 surviving ancestors of the Divine Realm.

In the Great Wu God Kingdom, a large number of Wu family elders, including Wu Ba, died in battle. Only a dozen Wu family elders survived, as well as more than a dozen ancestors who were usually regarded as slaves by the Wu family.

Seventy-seven people, twenty-seven people.

However, these ancestors of the Divine Realm of the Great Martial God Kingdom can continue to pray for the power of killing armor in the ten directions.

Linghu Qingqing and the others have no strength left. Once the ancestors of the Great Martial God Kingdom receive the blessing of the Ten Directions Mass and Destroy Armor, the combat power of both sides will inevitably be reversed. The ancestors of the Great Martial God Kingdom have a high probability of winning.

"Damn it, damn..." A weak voice came from a deep pit a little further away.

Straws of ink air spurted out from the deep pit, and the ink air was outlined in the air and turned into a landscape painting. I faintly saw the mountains, rivers, hills, and figures flashed in the sky.

The next moment, the scroll shattered and nearly a thousand figures fell out of the scroll.

The ancestor of the Great Wei Divine Realm survived 239 people, and the elites of all races in the half-step divine realm survived 1,479 people.

There is no doubt that the comprehensive strength of Dawu and Qingqiu in the cultivation field is far superior to Dawu and Qingqiu.

At the moment when Wu Ba exploded, these ancestors of the Great Wei teamed up to protect themselves, integrating formations, talismans, prohibitions, and various strange schools. With Ma's painting methods as the core, they temporarily opened up a small world in the scroll.

More than a thousand people were all hidden in this small world.

Wu Ba's self-destruction almost shattered this small world, but it eventually survived.

The countless rare treasures that formed this small world were burned to pieces at the moment of self-destruction, but this small world protected these powerful men of the Wei Dynasty to survive. Not only that, they also retained considerable power.

There were 239 ancestors of the Great Wei, many of them were injured, but most of them were minor injuries, and half of them had no hair on their bodies.

It's really... I just fought with Wu Ba, and the main force was those physical cultivation.

As far as these Dharma-cultivation ancestors of the Great Wei run as far as they can, the probability of their injury will naturally decrease.

The Three Kingdoms are once again in power.

In terms of combat power, the Great Martial God Kingdom has a vague advantage.

In terms of number of people, the Great Wei Divine Kingdom has an absolute advantage.

Linghu Qingqing and the others saw no advantage except for a few magical artifacts in the country.

"Qingqing, we are afraid we are going to die here." Gong Yang San breathed a sigh of relief: "I have touched countless minds in my life, but now it seems that this world... is useless and has a big fist, so the king is."

Linghu Qingqing cursed annoyedly: "Stop talking nonsense... hurry up and think of a solution, my God Emperor is doing it very well, and I don't want to die here."

Linghu Qingqing was angry when she left.

Gong Yang Sanlu coughed lightly, and he said leisurely: "There is a saying that I still want to talk to you... After all, we have been in a relationship for a lifetime. Gong Yang and Linghu have been struggling with grudges for countless years... Seeing that everyone might die here, if you don't say this, I will not be able to understand it."

All the ancestors on all sides were busy taking medicine to heal their injuries, and no one spoke for a while.

Linghu Qingqing looked at Gongyang Sanwu impatiently: "Speak quickly if you have something to do... and let go if you have nothing to do!"

Yang Sanlu took a deep breath and said quickly: "Yinyuer, one of my adopted daughters...!"
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