268: Chapter 38: Dragon Descendants’ Secret Treasure (6K)_4 268: Chapter 38: Dragon Descendants’ Secret Treasure (6K)_4 The most important thing was.
A deep rumbling sound came from afar.
Rumble, rumble, rumble.
do you hear anything unusual?”
Yu Wenzhong’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed, as the Panxuan Mirror that had been guiding him no longer trembled at this moment.
He had lost his bearings.
Fang Hang was somewhat uncertain, muttering, “Why do I hear the sound of horse hooves?”
Xie Sheng remained silent from beginning to end.
The Prince Jiangning already had one hand pressed against his brow, ready to cast the techniques of the Red Dragon Cave Heaven at any moment.
Xie Sheng’s pupils contracted.
From the far distance, the Black Evil suddenly parted, and a tall, majestic horse charged out from the dark depths.
The mane of this majestic horse was flying wildly, twice the size of ordinary horses!
The most important thing was.
A warrior in simple old armor was seated on the horse’s back!
“Yin Sha Condensation, it really is the Ancient Battlefield!”
Fang Hang shouted angrily and quickly waved his sleeve, summoning the Thunder Technique!
Within the void of darkness.
A bolt of lightning shot forth from the void.
This disciple of the Tai Shang House took the initiative to strike first, unleashing a Hand Palm Thunder onto the giant Black Evil horse, with thunder rolling forth and brilliant white light exploding with a boom!
Horse and rider were instantly blasted to smithereens!
was just the beginning!
The sound of rolling hooves grew increasingly close, and the complexions of the three men turned pale; the thick, fog-like Black Evil was instantly shattered, and hundreds of Black Evil Cavalry flooded in like a tide.
“What the hell is this!”
Yu Wenzhong was furious.
This Qiantian Palace Saint unconsciously summoned a fiery cloud, trying to flee the battlefield.
But those densely packed Yin Sha Cavalry didn’t just carry long sabers.
They were also equipped with great bows!
The fiery cloud drew the attention of the Yin Sha Cavalry.
Countless arrows were shot rapidly, covering the sky and ground.
Yu Wenzhong fell to the ground in a rather sorry state, spreading his Primordial Energy into a round barrier, shattering the Yin Sha Cavalry charging from all directions.
These cavalrymen, on their own, were not very strong.
But there were just too many of them.
The most important thing was…
They had no life, purely formed from Yin Sha Condensation.
These lost souls, you can’t finish killing them!
You simply can’t finish killing them!
Yu Wenzhong faintly felt that a terrible killing intent was locked on him.
He looked up to see the end of the Black Evil Cavalry.
These Black Evil cavalrymen were already tall…
But among them, there was an even taller figure, emitting a chilling oppressive force!
The dark tide slowly advanced.
That towering figure, carrying a huge black case, sat at the end of the cavalry charge, gently tugging at the reins, as if walking in a leisurely garden.
“He” was clad in ancient, pitch-black armor, his face like cracked porcelain, his eyes deep as the sea, long hair disheveled in the wind as the horse galloped, flowing like tassels.
This was the leader of the Black Evil Cavalry.
Yu Wenzhong felt an unprecedented oppression in his heart.
He felt that the ancient general had already locked onto him…
The towering ancient general took out a longbow, without an arrow, but made a motion as if drawing a bow and nocking an arrow.
Yu Wenzhong roared furiously.
As the ancient general raised his hand, the Saint felt an unprecedented crisis, exhausted all his strength to cast a Secret Technique, transforming into a red rainbow that shot up from the ground, narrowly dodging that void shot!
That arrow cleared the battlefield, creating an explosive trajectory several miles long.
The Black Evil Cavalry around the arrow were blown into pieces by the arrow’s force!
Yu Wenzhong was certain.
The leader of this Black Evil Cavalry was stronger than Grotto Heaven!
That shot just now, if he had taken it head-on, would likely have resulted in serious injury!
The Qiantian Palace Saint’s complexion was ashen as he looked at the terrifying energy trajectory of the arrow.
He looked at the ancient general with a calm demeanor.
They made eye contact.
Once again, the latter performed the motion of drawing a bow and nocking an arrow from nothing.
A calling came from Yu Wenzhong’s brow!
Ignoring the life-and-death crisis, he stared intently at the huge black case carried by the towering ancient general.
This black case, it had carvings of pitch-black dragon patterns!
The response from the Panxuan Mirror…
there was no mistake!
This was where the Secret Treasure of the Dragon Descendants was hidden!
The case carried by this Black Evil ancient general was the best proof!