The balance of victory has gradually begun to tilt towards the camp of the Dragon Clan.

Everyone can see that Dongfang Yu and Yuanfeng are on par, and the god of war over there, Boros, has also dragged down the first qilin, at this time, the ancestral dragon is completely like a tiger entering a flock, his strength is not only no one can resist, but even his existence, he has to let all the strong people divide part of their minds to warn him, naturally, the power that can be exerted is only six or seventy percent.

The terrible Dragon Ball, under the control of the ancestral dragon, is completely irresistible existence, under the roar of the Dragon Ball, one after another phoenixes and unicorns have been directly smashed into flesh, this terrible power, people are shocked, morale is naturally plummeted.

Although Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin were furious when they saw this scene in front of them, in a short period of time, it was difficult for them to get rid of the entanglement of Dongfang Yu and Boros.

The fighting, the tragic fighting continued, and in front of the terrible meat grinder of the battlefield, all life became insignificant.

The terrible murderous aura infected almost all the people, at this moment, it seemed that all the people were red-eyed, and there was no rational appearance at all, and there seemed to be a voice in the heart that was constantly calling them: Kill, kill, kill!

The fighting continued, and within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, the Wutong Temple had all turned into a terrible killing field, and the corpses left here were really piled up, and the bright red blood stains completely dyed the entire land red.

Although it seems that there are fewer people, however, the balance of victory is slowly tilting in favor of the dragons, and it looks like the last dragons should get a tragic victory.

"Tut-tut, Dongfang Yu and Zu Long have joined forces, it's really powerful......"

Demon Ancestor Rahu, hidden in the dark peeping at the situation on this battlefield, seeing that the dragon clan's camp can really win more with less, Rahu sighed and sighed secretly.

But what is the purpose of Rahu hiding here? Is it just to see the play? Nature is impossible!

Rahu's goal is very simple, that is, he hopes that the people of the three congenital clans can die cleanly on the battlefield today, and only when the three congenital clans are wiped out, can their own demon clan dominate the desolate continent in the future.

It was precisely because of such attention that Luo Hu traded with Zulong and left the camp of the Feng clan, on the one hand, he could get the Zhuxian Sword Formation Diagram from Zulong's hands, and on the other hand, it was also because if he didn't leave, the Feng clan would win.

Originally, in Luo Hu's view, without the help of his own strength, although the power of the dragon clan is slightly inferior to the Feng clan and the Qilin clan joining forces, but it should also end up in a lose-lose situation, who knows, the real situation is that the dragon clan has the upper hand, and if nothing else, the unicorn clan and the Feng clan will be defeated by the dragon clan.

Whoever wins is not allowed in Luo Hu's heart, so when he saw that the dragon clan was gradually going to expand its advantages and then lay the foundation for victory, Luo Hu couldn't sit still a little and decided to make a move in his heart.

Rahu's purpose is very simple, whoever on both sides of the battle has an advantage will suppress whom, and try his best to maintain a balanced situation on both sides, so that if the battle is final, the three innate clans will naturally be killed and wounded.

As soon as his mind moved, Luo Hu shot directly in the dark, wearing a robe as black as ink, Luo Hu unknowingly cut into the battlefield, secretly helping the strong men of the Feng clan and the Qilin clan, and with the secret help of Rahu, one by one the strong men of the dragon camp were killed.

If the Dragon Ball of the Ancestral Dragon is a master of killing the Feng clan camp on the surface, then Rahu is a master of killing the dragon clan camp in secret, and as time goes by, the battle between the two sides is extremely tragic, but it has strangely maintained a balanced situation.

Moreover, more than half of the people fighting on both sides have already been damaged, and the air in the entire Flood Desolate Continent seems to have a strong smell of blood.

The battle has reached now, a long time has passed, both Yuan Feng and Dongfang Yu are scarred, Dongfang Yu's breath has become weaker, and the consumption is extremely high, and even the Super Saiyan form is almost impossible to maintain.

His mouth was panting, the palm holding the god-killing spear trembled slightly, the clothes on his body became tattered, there were many blood stains on his body, and there were many scorched places, and he knew that he was very embarrassed by his appearance.

Similarly, compared to Dongfang Yu, Yuan Feng's side looked even more miserable, there were several blood holes on his body, all of which were scars left by the cave waves when they fell on him, full of penetrating hole waves, making Yuan Feng's blood flow for a long time.

Moreover, there are also a lot of wounds on the body, which are left by the god-killing spear, although Yuan Feng's size looks very huge, but, because of the blood, Yuan Feng at this time seems to have become a blood phoenix.

But to put it mildly, Poros on the other side looks the most miserable, and the whole person looks very sluggish.

Originally, Poros's strength was inferior to that of Shi Qilin, and he was able to hold on for so long thanks to his talent for being able to recover from any injury quickly.

It's like when you punch the Superman plane, even if your body is shattered, you can recover quickly, otherwise, how could Boros be able to support under the hands of Shi Qilin for so long?

"Whew... Whoosh...... This guy's toughness is really terrifying......", Shi Qilin also gasped in his mouth at this time, and looked at Poros with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Obviously, his strength is stronger than him, but he can't defeat him, it's like a tiger facing a turtle all the time, and he can't say anything.

For Zu Long, time flies very quickly, controlling the Dragon Ball in his hand, under the constant attack of Zu Long, the masters of the Feng Clan and the Qilin Clan who died under his hands are at least three or four thousand, these are the stronger existences in Zu Long's eyes.

In his opinion, having killed so many masters of the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan, the advantage occupied by the Dragon Clan should have expanded enough to decide the victory, right?

It's just that when Zu Long came back to his senses and glanced at the audience, he was stunned, because from the perspective of the situation, the advantage of the dragon clan is not great.

What's going on? Although the number of dragon camps is relatively small, but they have killed thousands of opponents' masters, it stands to reason that the dragon clan should have a crushing advantage.

Poof!

Just as Zu Long was stunned and looked at everything around him, suddenly, a shadow not far away caught Zu Long's attention.

Originally, a dragon clan and the unicorn clan were fighting, and the two sides looked like they were on par, but this shadow crossed behind the dragon clan, and in an instant, a terrible wound appeared on the dragon clan's body, blood flowed for a long time, and in the sound of pain, the dragon clan was also directly pressed to the ground by the claws of the unicorn clan, and the blood basin mouth directly bit the neck of the dragon clan.

"Damn fellow!" Seeing this shadow wandering in the darkness, assassinating one master of the dragon clan camp after another, Zu Long's face changed, with a strong killing intent, he controlled his dragon ball and flew up directly, and blasted towards this black figure like lightning, the speed was extremely fast, and it was too late for people to dodge.

It's just that the dragon ball flew towards him, and the black shadow seemed to feel it, and with a lightning shot, a snow-white long sword appeared in his palm and slashed towards the dragon ball.

In the midst of the loud bang, the black shadow figure holding the long sword was shocked back dozens of meters under the impact of the dragon ball, but in the end, it successfully blocked the dragon ball.

"What!?".

Seeing that his Dragon Ball was actually blocked, Zu Long's eyes widened, this scene in front of him was naturally unexpected by him, this mysterious figure was actually able to block his Dragon Ball?

You must know that under the bombardment of this dragon ball, even if it is the first Qilin and the two of them, they may not be able to stop it, who is this black shadow? How can there be such power?

"It's amazing......".

Dragon Ball is always the target of many people's attention, and on the side of the Feng Clan, naturally many people have seen this scene, and in the shock, many people have a feeling of being refreshed.

"Rahu!".

Although he has not yet recognized the identity of this black shadow, but the person who can block his Dragon Ball attack in the heaven and earth of this desolate continent, after thinking about it, only Rahu can do it, and the eyes of the ancestral dragon burst into unprecedented rage, and he shouted with hatred.

"I'm sorry, Zulong, we meet again", as Zulong's dragon groan sounded, the black shadow simply showed his true face of Lushan, who else could it be if it wasn't Rahu?

Obviously, when he arrived at the Crystal Palace, he got the Zhuxian Sword Formation Diagram, and he also agreed to leave the camp of the Feng Clan, but Rahu still appeared.

"Bastard thing, no word to be believed!".

Ancestral Dragon's eyes erupted with unprecedented hatred, being put on such a bad posture by someone, no matter who it was, the anger in his heart would be like an erupting volcano.

"Wrong, what I promised you has been done, the entrance to the demon world has been sealed by you, and the demon race has not appeared on this battlefield, and I have promised you to break away from the camp of the Feng clan and the first qilin, and now my will and actions are just relying on my own will, and I have not joined forces with Yuanfeng and them."

Regarding Zu Long's anger, Luo Hu waved his hand and corrected him.

"Strong words!" In the rage, all the power in the ancestral dragon burst out, and at the same time, his body moved, mixed with monstrous anger, and rushed towards Rahu.

Hiding in the dark, I don't know how many strong people in the dragon camp were assassinated by him, coupled with Rahu's untrustworthiness, terrible hatred and anger, it almost made Zu Long lose his mind.

"Counterattack! Counterattack! ”。

Seeing this scene, this guy Luo Hu finally appeared, and Yuan Feng's spirit was also greatly boosted, and he shouted loudly, calling on the remaining forces of the Feng clan camp to fight back.