Dragon Prince Yuan

Chapter 1116 Battle of the Grand Canyon

Boom!

This is an invisible Grand Canyon with vast canyons and steep blades of mountain walls that plunge straight into the sky.

In the canyon, there is a raging river rolling down like a white dragon.

The river hits the mountain wall, and a deafening loud voice echoes in the canyon, like a dragon.

At this time, there are countless sources of gas colliding in the middle of the sky, and the raging fluctuations are causing the canyon to tremble.

That's two massive waves of people killed together.

Both hands were fierce and fierce, from time to time with a seriously injured figure falling from the sky and finally submerged by the river beneath...

The battlefield can be described as extreme.

And these two great armies, it is the sky and the holy palace.

Both sides killed without mercy, a large number of casualties appeared, blood spilled, directly leading the nearby mountain walls to gradually become scarlet.

In one part of that battlefield, three figures gathered.

One of them, full of his body and a giant stick, breathed a fierce aura. Although he was only the strength of the early days of the Sun, at this moment he had retreated with the blood of several enemies of the same rank, born of the giant stick.

“Huh!”

Suddenly the void fluctuated, with a gray light wrapped around the source gas, pointing directly at the man's back.

Boo!

But at the moment of impending stabbing, a black source of gas swept in, just as it stood against the grim source of gas.

The Kui Wu man turned his head and grinned: “Zhen Fang, thank you. ”

Behind the men, a shady young man emerged, filled with gloomy air, causing the nearby air to become gloomy.

He glanced at the man and said faintly: "If it weren't for me blocking so many arrows, you would have died here. ”

The Kui Wu man and the shady young man were all acquaintances of Zhou Yuan, who walked out of the heavenly continent together with Ning and Zhen Fang.

“And remember, our mission is to protect the blind. ”

Ning Zheng only looked back a little bit, only there, with a thin young man standing quietly, his eyes wrapped in black cloth, with a rusty iron sword in his arms.

He scratched his back of his head and smiled. “Of course I remember! ”

As he spoke, his giant stick swept away with the source of the frenzy, and the void oscillated between, once again retreating the life of the two rushing enemies.

Zhen Feng's gaze looked at the circle of war not far away, where a holy palace in the late days of the sun ravaged the crowd, and for a short while, more than a dozen people had been wounded in his hands.

At this point, the late Sun realm on their side is temporarily unable to support us. After all, the battlefield is too big...

“Blind man, can we do this?” Zhen asked faintly and sincerely.

The person they called blind was naturally Li Junjun. He reached out and held the handle of the iron sword in his arms. The blade blade lifted slowly, and his voice was a little dull: “Almost. ”

“But then I might have to ask you to do it. ”

His palms lifted and blood flowed down his fingertips, quickly staining the iron sword in his hand.

Under the bloodstain, the rust spot on the iron sword disappeared slightly. The last sword with endless flashes floated in front of it. The sword swallowed up, directly tearing the void apart gradually.

“Go.”

Li Jun stamped his sword and bounced it. The next moment, a glimmer of sword light directly came out of the storm. Even Zhen Weng could not see the remnants.

But the powerful man in the late Sun realm in the far realm of the Holy Palace was suddenly changing his face at this time, turning his figure into a lightning retreat.

Buzz!

But he retreated faster, but the sword light came faster, only to see the void wave in front of him, a sword light swept out, rapidly magnifying in his eyes.

Later that day, the sun knew that he could not hide. When he shouted, the source gas in his body erupted unreservedly. He shot it out with one hand and saw only the source gas rolling, like a flood.

Whoa!

However, when the two came into contact, the strong man in the later part of the sun shouted a scream. His whole arm was broken by the sword, and his shadow shot out. He finally dared not to stop, and fled madly, obviously seriously.

The nearby Azure Sky Allied Coalition forces saw each other and immediately cheered.

“Too bad...”

Ning Zheng shook his head, some regret. The late realm of Tianyang was truly cunning. He broke his arm at the end of the day. Otherwise, Li Junjun should be able to kill him.

But even so, with the power of the early days of the Tianyang Realm, it is a miracle.

In the rear, after the sword was released, Li Junjun's body also trembled violently, with blood gushing under his shirt and even a crack in the palm of his hand.

That was too strong a sword, directly making the body unbearable.

Li Junjun trembled his palms and retrieved the Iron Sword. At this time, his energy became particularly weak. Not only would the sword carry a heavy load on his body, but on this day, it was the only sword left...

The sword's sword was so sharp, but Li Jun paid a fair price for it.

Ning Wu and Zhen Wang also knew that Li Jun was the weakest at this time, and they all returned to their sides to protect them.

At this point in the war, Tiger's eyes swept away. He looked at the battlefield of the Grand Canyon and his voice sank low: “The situation is very stalemate, but the Saints have not even joined the battle...”

Speaking of the Holy Nation, Zhen Fang and Li Jun were also silent. The strength displayed by the Holy Nation team before this was too amazing, just for a moment, and the coalition side was a little difficult to resist.

“I'm afraid this time, they won't let us retreat again easily.” Jun Li suddenly said.

Zhen Fang and Ning Zheng's eyes are all alike, and the divine color becomes extraordinarily concentrated. If so, I'm afraid today's war will be extraordinarily devastating.

“Greenfish and Green Lotus never came back, and I don't know what happened to them?” Zhen faulted slowly.

Li Junjun shook his head: “I heard that none of the other people who went out to ask for help had brought back any good news. This disaster may only depend on us. ”

“We should also think of a way back.” Zhen faintly said.

The battle of Ning was cold humming, and the iron stick in his hand touched the ground, directly smashing the ground: “I would rather die on the battlefield than be a deserter. ”

Zhen frowned and frowned. “You're just a worthless sacrifice. Why can't you retreat temporarily and wait until you're strong enough to avenge it? ”

But he didn't speak any more, but the firmness in his eyes revealed his thoughts. He didn't want to escape, he just wanted to die.

Zhen Fangyi, very upset, this bastard is full of brain muscles, he doesn't know how to detour, just know to touch people in the front hard, either you die or I live.

But in this situation, even if they put their lives on the line, what could change? Just one more cold corpse.

Li Jun did not join their argument, he just raised his head and fought harder in the higher circle of the Grand Canyon, because those who could join that circle were basically the most advanced forces of both sides.

And he also saw Chu Qing at the forefront.

The latter is surrounded by shuttles that travel back and forth, and when each shuttle comes out, there will be a meteor with a strong man in the sun.

He has become a flag on the side of the sky, so long as he is there, he will be able to maintain the morale of the sky.

Unfortunately, Li Junju knew that even Chu Qing could not really use his own strength to save the fury.

Is it not the end of their journey in this ancient heaven today, in a grievous and desperate way?

Li Jun shuddered slightly to hold the handle of the sword.

Really, unhappy.