The Great Dream God

Chapter 428: The Destruction of the Bluebird Clan 3

In that turbulent era, Kyoto fell into unprecedented chaos. The flames in the sky raged like a demon, devouring everything mercilessly. The blazing fire seemed to have endless power, tightly enveloping the entire city.

The flames shot up into the sky, the black smoke filled the air, and the once prosperous Kyoto city was now completely unrecognizable. On the streets, people ran in panic, shouting and crying, breaking the tranquility of the night. The fire was getting more and more fierce, and the houses were shaking in the sea of ​​fire. From time to time, there were sounds of collapse, accompanied by billowing smoke, which made people feel suffocated.

The flames seemed to burn the city's history and memory. The ancient buildings twisted and deformed in the fire, as if groaning in pain. Wherever the fire spread, everything turned to ashes, leaving only desolation and despair. The whole city seemed to be trapped in a real hellfire, which made people shudder.

On the battlefield where flames shot up to the sky, Qing Long Ling stared coldly at the towering wall of fire in front of him. The blazing fireball in his hand seemed to have endless power, and the blazing flames danced wantonly in the air.

Qing Long Ling took a deep breath and concentrated his energy, trying to find a flaw in the fire wall. He flexibly moved the fireball in his hand, making it draw dazzling trajectories in the air. The fireball was like a ferocious beast, eager to break through the obstacle in front of it.

Finally, Qing Long Ling found a tiny gap, his eyes focused, and he threw the fireball in that direction. With an unstoppable momentum, the fireball bypassed the towering fire wall and quickly approached Zi Yang County Lord behind the fire wall.

Princess Ziyang stood behind the wall of fire, her eyes revealing a hint of determination and calmness. Facing the incoming fireball, she had no intention of retreating, holding her weapon tightly in her hands, ready to meet the upcoming challenge.

Princess Ziyang was in danger, but she showed no fear. The shouts of killing were deafening, the enemies were coming like a tide, and the cold flash of swords was terrifying. However, Princess Ziyang's eyes were firm and she remained calm in the face of danger. She stood upright, her hands dancing quickly on both sides of her body, and in a blink of an eye, two muskets appeared in her hands.

Princess Ziyang did not hesitate and pulled the trigger. The musket sprayed out a blazing flame, and a powerful force burst out from it. The flame was like a raging torrent, sweeping towards the attacking swords. There were only a few loud "bangs", and those originally fierce swords were like fragile dry grass in front of this powerful force and were bounced away again. Sparks flew, illuminating the resolute face of Princess Ziyang. She stood like a god of war in this chaotic battlefield, which was daunting.

However, how could the Azure Dragon Spirit give up so easily? His eyes revealed a resolute look, his body exuded a powerful aura, and he waved his hands to firmly control the swords.

One of the waves of swords, like agile snakes, drilled into the soil in an extremely strange manner. As they went deeper, the earth began to tremble violently, sand and stones flew all over the sky, and everything around was affected by this powerful force. Amidst the flying sand and stones, the vision became blurred, but the shocking power was clearly felt, as if the whole world was trembling with it.

The other wave of swords rushed towards the sky like wild horses. They were full of unstoppable momentum, as if they were going to break through the clouds and reach the sky. The swords were shining brightly under the sunlight, and they were set against the blue sky and white clouds, forming an extremely spectacular picture. Under this powerful impact, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting bursts of sharp whistling sounds, which made people shudder.

Princess Ziyang saw the critical situation, but she showed no fear. Her eyes were firm, and she exuded a resolute aura. She suddenly raised her hands, muttering something, and in an instant, a powerful energy surged out of her body. As she waved her hand, an extremely hot wall of fire suddenly appeared in the sky. The wall of fire burned fiercely, and the flames jumped, as if it was going to swallow up the entire sky.

Then, Princess Ziyang turned around quickly and cast a spell again. Another wall of fire rose up behind her, the fire was raging and raging like a beast. The two walls of fire echoed each other, forming a tight encirclement, sealing off the surroundings tightly, which was really airtight. The heat waves of the flames rolled in, and the air became scorching and unbearable, but Princess Ziyang stood firmly in it, like an unshakable god of war.

In the fierce battle filled with flames and smoke, countless swords were thrown into the air like horses running away from their reins under the powerful impact, and scattered in all directions of the vast world. However, these swords that were suddenly bounced away did not completely eliminate the huge potential threat.

Some of the swords, at the moment of touching the ground, unexpectedly sank into the soft soil, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if they had never existed. Just when everyone thought that the crisis was over and their tense nerves were slightly relaxed, something unexpected happened suddenly.

Those swords that had been quietly hidden in the soil broke out of the ground without any warning, carrying with them an unstoppable and devastating momentum. With lightning speed, they stabbed towards Princess Ziyang with incredible swiftness, like sharp arrows piercing through the void.

Before Princess Ziyang could react, the swords had already stabbed at her abdomen like wolves. For a moment, time seemed to freeze, and the whole world seemed to fall into a dead silence. The people around her all stared with horror, their eyes full of horror, and their hearts were instantly filled with endless worry and fear, as if they were shrouded in a dark haze and could not extricate themselves.

In that split second, it was as if bright stars exploded in an instant, and the blood gushed out like a surging tide, gushing out with overwhelming force. In a moment, it completely stained the clothes of Princess Ziyang, and the scarlet color was shocking. Her beautiful face was distorted by the unbearable pain, and her originally beautiful red lips opened slightly at this moment, vomiting blood in large mouthfuls. The red liquid drew a sad arc in the air, and then fell to the ground like broken pearls, gathering on the ground into a shocking pool of blood.

At the same time, Qinglong Ling witnessed this tragic scene with his own eyes, and suddenly a surge of uncontrollable ecstasy surged in his heart. His face, which was originally as cold as an iceberg, became particularly hideous because of his complacency, as if a demon had appeared in the world. His eyes flashed with an extremely excited light, which was hot and crazy, as if it wanted to burn everything to ashes. He felt that his all-out attack had finally achieved remarkable results, which made his heart full of a sense of accomplishment, and instantly fell into a state of almost crazy ecstasy. He laughed unscrupulously, and the wild laughter echoed in the empty surroundings, like thunder, as if announcing his victory to the whole world. The laughter was full of arrogance and complacency, which made people shudder.

Princess Ziyang, though her body was severely wounded and covered with scars, still exuded a fearless aura. Her eyes, which were once as bright as stars, were now shrouded in pain, but they still shone with an unyielding light, like the bright stars in the deep night sky, shining brightly. She clenched her teeth like shells, and her slightly trembling body seemed to tell of the great pain she had endured, but her will was as strong as steel and she did not flinch. She was fully prepared to meet the coming, more brutal and bloody battle, like a brave warrior, facing the coming storm without fear.