Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 308
Everyone looked at the void of the explosion in unison, they were all curious, could Guo Jia survive?

The aftermath slowly dissipated, revealing the scene inside. Guo Jia was carrying his hands on his back, unscathed, and even his clothes were clean without any wrinkles.

"how can that be?"

The pupils of the four patriarchs of Canghai Shenting shrank sharply, revealing expressions of disbelief.

The attack of the four of them was enough to kill the late Zhundi warriors, but Guo Jia had only just broken through the early Zhundi stage, how could he resist it?
"Not good! Run away!"

Suddenly, Patriarch Canghai roared in panic, left as quickly as possible, and appeared thousands of feet away.

Out of trust, Canghai Second Ancestor, Third Ancestor, and Fourth Ancestor hurriedly used body skills to dodge to the side, but because of their weak cultivation, they were a bit slower.

boom!
A huge human head pierced through the air, and blood flew around.

Hundreds of feet away, the bodies of Canghai Second Ancestor and Canghai Fourth Ancestor emerged. They felt their faces were a little moist, and they subconsciously reached out to touch them, only to find that they were dazzling bright red.

The two turned pale with shock, and quickly looked up, only to find that where they were standing just now, there was a headless corpse, with black gas emitting from the severed neck.

Canghai Sanzu reveals that he fell from a high altitude with fear still remaining on his face!

"Guru~"

The two swallowed their saliva, and their bodies were cold. If Guo Jia's target was them, would they be sure to escape?
Obviously not!

"Be careful, he is not a simple magician!"

The Great Ancestor Canghai flew over and looked around vigilantly. His spiritual thoughts spread all over the area, but he didn't find any trace of Guo Jia.

Canghai Second Ancestor and Canghai Fourth Ancestor nodded heavily, stood back to back, and kept looking around.

1 minutes!

2 minutes!
After waiting for a full 5 minutes, Guo Jia was nowhere to be seen.

But the three of them didn't dare to be careless, they held their breath and concentrated, beads of sweat slipped from their faces, and they could even hear the sound of sweat falling, it was extremely quiet.

Deathly silence!

call out!
At this moment, a strange black sword energy appeared above the heads of the three of them without any warning, and slashed towards the Patriarch Canghai at a very fast speed and at an extremely tricky angle.

boom!
Another human head pierced through the air, and the gushing blood completely fell on the bodies of the Second Canghai Patriarch and the Fourth Canghai Patriarch.

The two of them froze, looking at the headless Canghai Patriarch beside them, they were almost frightened out of their wits, and they flew towards the Royal City of Furious Sea at the same time.

"Senior Holy Land, please help!"

While fleeing the battlefield, the two cried out for help.

Facing the elusive and powerful Guo Jia, they didn't have the slightest intention to fight, only full of panic.

"die!"

In the unknown void, Guo Jia was filled with black air, completely integrated with the heaven and the earth.

Although he was cursed, when he was fighting with people, he could use the power of the curse to completely hide his aura and burst out with powerful fighting power.

Two black sword qi, which ordinary people can't see, shuttled in the void, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the vests of Canghai Second Ancestor and Canghai Fourth Ancestor.

Just when the sword energy was about to hit the two of them, the figure of Emperor Huolin appeared, and he slapped out with a palm, forming a palm print of tens of feet, smashing the black sword energy into pieces.

boom!
The sword qi shattered, and strands of black gas melted into the palm print, carrying a huge corrosive force, and the palm print was completely corroded in the blink of an eye.

"Ok?"

Emperor Huolin frowned slightly, and looked down at his right hand, which had turned black and spread towards his arm, and hurriedly circulated spiritual energy to expel it.

This process was not easy. He spent a full [-]% of his spiritual energy before completely expelling the black gas from his body. As soon as it left his body, it dissipated between heaven and earth.

"What is this? Why does this seat feel palpitations?"

Emperor Huolin pondered, staring at the void with his eyes, looking for the trace of Guo Jia.

As expected of a warrior in the Great Emperor Realm, he quickly locked onto Guo Jia's trail through subtle spatial fluctuations, and punched out without any hesitation.

boom!
A red fist pierced through the void.

The Qi of the Boundless Fist emerged, like a galloping unicorn, smashing a large piece of the sky, and the aftermath alone forced Guo Jia's body out of the dark void.

"Seal the wolf and live in Xu!"

An indifferent voice suddenly echoed between heaven and earth.

The void opened, and Huo Qubing, who was wearing a dark red armor and was soaring into the sky, appeared in front of Guo Jia with an indifferent expression. Holding the battle spear in his right hand, he stabbed out suddenly.

The spear shot through the air, full of bloody spear intent.

This is the artistic conception that can only be condensed by fighting for many years and killing countless enemies.

In a trance, people can see a young general from the artistic conception, leading an army to march straight in, beheading hundreds of millions of enemies, and ranking first among the three armies.

As strong as the Huoqi Emperor, he was affected by the spear intent, and his expression was a little dazed.

But soon, he returned to normal and injected the energy in his body into the fist mark. He believed that his fist would be able to defeat Huo Qubing's spear.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the attacks of the two emperor realm warriors collided ferociously, the air of fists and gangsters burst out, and the intent of war spears swept across, dividing the world into two.

Whether it is Emperor Huolin or Huo Qubing, they are all staring at each other, continuously sending spiritual energy to enhance the power of the attack.

The aftermath after another spread out.

The void shattered.

The ground shook tremblingly, cracking countless cracks.

The surface of the water seemed to be boiling, constantly bubbling and steaming.

Rumble!
The Imperial City of the Raging Sea shook, and the formations on the city wall trembled violently, and after persisting for a few aftermaths, cracks opened one after another.

"Brothers, hold on!"

Cang Minghai gritted his teeth and encouraged, injecting all the aura in his body into the formation to enhance the defense of the formation.

Many formation masters broke through the air and began to restore the damaged formations, but the faster they repaired, the more they were damaged, and it didn't take long before they reached the point where they couldn't be cleaned up.

boom……

With a loud noise, the formation was completely shattered.

The aftermath of the rage rushed into the city, and the soldiers standing on the city wall were the first to bear the brunt. Without even a scream, they exploded into blood mist. Only a few saint king realm powerhouses escaped the catastrophe by luck.

The city walls that were not protected by formations began to collapse in pieces, and countless city bricks were sucked into the sky and turned into dust.

Immediately afterwards, the people in the city were unlucky, their houses were destroyed in an instant, and they were also involved in the sky, exploding to death.

The bright red blood dyed the sky red.

It wasn't until the aftermath spread to the palace that it was blocked by a blue formation.

"Damn!"

Canghai Shenhuang walked out of the court hall and looked at the already disfigured imperial city with a gloomy expression on his face. It was only when he saw Emperor Huolin making a move that his expression became slightly better.

If the imperial city is destroyed, it will be destroyed!

At least the country is saved!
Outside the city, the eight Great Qin Legions prostrated themselves on the ground to reduce the impact of the aftermath. Although they were a little embarrassed, there were no casualties.

(End of this chapter)