The Skyhorn Clan army was like a torrent of steel, completely crushing East Sea Defense Line and rushing into the nearest coastal city.
War Giant Beast crashed into high-rise buildings, and the roar of building collapse came one after another.
But the whole city was dead silent.
The heavy armored infantry kicked open the door of the shelter, but it was empty inside.
The guerrillas wielding bone blades searched every building, but found nothing alive except discarded items.
Dragon Kingdom The military implemented the most resolute retreat plan, and everyone evacuated cleanly.
Feng Yiling is suspended above the city.
He looked down at the empty city below with a gloomy expression.
"Run away?"
He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
He originally wanted to watch the human race howl in despair during this massacre, and wanted to chop the Lin Feng clansmen into pieces and hang them on the top of the building for public display.
As a result, it was like he punched out with all his strength, but it hit a ball of cotton.
This kind of frustration made this Starcore Realm strong man feel more irritable than ever before.
"Do you think that removing the population will be effective?"
Feng Yiling Close your eyes, and a huge amount of perception instantly covers a radius of hundreds of miles.
Soon, he opened his eyes suddenly, and his gaze was fixed on the ground of a huge square in the center of the city.
"Everyone has left, but the spiritual foundation under our feet cannot leave."
There was a hint of sadness at the corner of his mouth.
"Since you can't kill anyone, then drain your Dragon Vein, and let me see where you can hide!"
Feng Yiling's body sank and crashed into the center of the square.
The ground with a radius of one kilometer was instantly covered with cracks.
The two red and purple corners on his forehead burst into blood.
"Get up!"
Feng Yiling inserted his hands into the cracked surface, and Starcore Realm's terrifying power tore wildly along the ground.
Rumble!
The whole city shook violently.
Deep underground, a secret branch of Dragon Vein was pulled out by him.
The golden Dragon Vein energy broke through the rock formations and turned into a 100-meter-long shadow, struggling crazily in mid-air.
"Although the purity is a bit low, it's just right for restoring my origin."
Feng Yiling's eyes were full of greed, and he opened his mouth and took a sip.
Dragon Vein energy followed his lead and surged towards his mouth.
Tens of thousands of the Skyhorn Clan soldiers around them all roared loudly, cheering for the leader's strength.
Feng Yiling closed his eyes slightly, his face full of intoxication.
This feeling of forcibly draining the core of a living planet is far more satisfying than killing.
But at the very last moment when he absorbed the Dragon Vein branch, his defenses were at their most relaxed.
In the ruins of the broken square below, sudden changes occurred!
Bang!
Three figures soared into the sky from the underground passage with determination to die.
Three Martial Saint.
Wearing battle clothes soaked in blood, one of them even had only one arm left, and his whole body was covered with bandages.
They were originally responsible for the rear of the refugee retreat, but Skyhorn Clan's speed was too high, and they were surrounded before they could retreat.
Since we can't withdraw, we won't withdraw.
Kill one and you'll get enough, injure one and you'll earn a sure profit!
"Alien bastard! Die!"
The one-armed veteran's eyes were red, and he burned the remaining energy and blood in his body in an instant.
The sword light that gathered Martial Saint's lifelong cultivation was slashed straight at Feng Yiling
Quick! Cruel! Definitely!
The cheering Skyhorn Clan soldiers below didn't even react.
But Feng Yiling didn't even open his eyes.
He just hung there with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.
The sword light struck in front of Feng Yiling and stopped.
Bang!
Feng Yiling's protective barrier didn't even ripple.
The huge counter-shock force rolled back along the blade.
Martial Saint was shocked on the spot and his blood flowed violently.
"How is it possible..."
The one-armed veteran's pupils shrank suddenly.
The gap is too big.
It's so big that even if you try to fill it with your life, you won't be able to make a splash.
Feng Yiling finally opened his eyes, and there was only indifference in those eyes.
"A rat hiding in the sewer dares to swing a knife at me?"
He raised his right hand and tightened it.
Click!
Martial Saint, who was at the front, suddenly froze in mid-air.
The bones of the limbs made a cracking sound and were twisted into twists.
"Ah!"
The severe pain made Martial Saint scream, but he gritted his teeth and swallowed back the scream.
He stared at Feng Yiling and spit out blood foam in front of him.
"Fuck your ancestors... interstellar locusts!"
Feng Yiling's eyes turned cold.
Fingers slightly clasped.
Bang!
The body of Martial Saint exploded in mid-air.
Without any suspense, the flesh and blood instantly turned into a ball of blood mist.
Feng Yiling didn't even waste the blood. He took a deep breath, and the blood mist was drawn directly into his mouth, swallowing it together with the energy of Dragon Vein.
"The taste is sour, but the resentment is enough."
Feng Yiling licked his lips with cruel eyes.
The remaining one-armed veteran and the other Martial Saint's eyes were splitting.
They know very well that there is no life for ten deaths today.
The two of them looked at each other in mid-air and without any hesitation, they directly reversed the meridians and crazily pressed all the energy and blood into the Dantian.
The surface of the body lights up with a dazzling red light.
Self-destruct!
"Dragon Kingdom, don't give in an inch of ground!"
Rumble!!!
The self-destruction of the two Martial Saint Peaks was even more powerful than micro nuclear weapons.
The light engulfed the entire square, and the shock wave directly flattened high-rise buildings for several kilometers around.
Thousands of the Skyhorn Clan soldiers who had no time to hold up their shields were directly thrown away by the shock wave.
Smoke and dust billowed and lingered for a long time.
Until a strong wind swept by.
Feng Yiling is still suspended in place.
He sneered as he looked at the large crater below, feeling the violent energy filling the air.
He opened his arms and took a deep breath.
The remaining essence and blood produced by the self-explosion were sucked into his body every drop.
Buzz!
A terrifying coercion far greater than before swept out of his body.
His realm was once again stable and even climbed a little higher.
"They are such an ungrateful race."
Feng Yiling lowered his head and looked down at the Skyhorn Clan soldier who was getting up below.
He suddenly found this picture very interesting.
"Look," he turned his head slightly and said to the adjutant beside him, "I gave them the opportunity to look up at the stars, but they only deserve to be turned into mud underground."
He raised his hand and pointed directly at the hinterland.
There is the direction of the Dragon Kingdom's retreating army.
On the horizon, the smoke and dust have not yet dispersed, and a black line is faintly visible.
Further away, you can even see rows of figures.
Feng Yiling looked at the slowly moving black line and his voice sank.
"Give me the order."
"The whole army is advancing at full speed. Notify the war Giant Beast. The main guns are preheated. No fire coverage is needed. If you see a living thing, just blast it to pieces."
"Take the civilians to retreat? I want to see how far they can get away with their ridiculous mercy."
"Catch them up and crush them!"