Invincible Bloodline

The Heavenly Sea Fleet was traveling at a speed of a thousand times the speed of light, and just three trillion miles away from them, Under a million miles deep sea, there were two terrifying armies confronting each other. These two armies did not have a lot of people. One of them was only a million. The other only had 300,000, but their strength was terrifying. None of them were below the Sky Navy Corps. In fact, they were much stronger than them.    

    

. . .    

    

"Damn it, it's the Ninth Black Dragon General, Ao Feng, and the Black Dragon Guards, one of the eighteen Black Dragon General under Black Dragon Emperor's command. "That white-haired girl. The White Dragon Empire's Third Princess and Ao Linger's facial expression changed when they saw the terrifying Dragon General who was walking on the waves. The Eighteen Black Dragon General. They were the eighteen peerless Black Dragon Empires that were second only to Black Dragon Emperor in the Black Dragon Clan of the Black Dragon Empire. They were Black Dragon Emperor's trusted subordinates. Each of them was a peerless Seven Stars Quasi-saint expert. It was said that the number one dark Dragon General, Ao Guang, had already broken through to the Eight Stars Great Saint. The ninth dark Dragon General, Ao Feng, could only be considered a middle-tier one among the eighteen dark Dragon General. However, he was still a genuine Seven Star mid stage Quasi-Saint, and the Black Dragon Guards was the direct guard of the Black Dragon Clan. There were twenty million of them, led by eighteen black Dragon General. Among them, the strongest was the first and second black Dragon General. Apart from the two million warriors of Black Dragon Guards, the other sixteen Black Dragon General were the commanders of the one million warriors of Black Dragon Guards.    

    

The Black Dragon Guards could be said to be the most elite army of the Black Dragon Empire. The soldiers were either the expert of the Black Dragon Clan or the elites of Black Flood Dragon's family. The most common soldier was a Half-Step Quasi-Saint warrior, and the captain of a hundred men was a true Quasi-Saint expert. A major general, even if he wasn't a Four Stars Quasi-Saint warrior. He was also a half-step Four Stars Quasi-Saint warrior. Each of the ten Grand Commander that Hei Dragon General sat on was Six Stars Quasi-saint.    

    

Of course, if it was only Black Dragon General, Ao Feng, and the Black Dragon Guards, Ao Linger wouldn't be afraid of them. The White Dragon Guards of the White Dragon Empire were not inferior to the trump card army of the Black Dragon Guards, and the three hundred thousand White Dragon Guards beside her were the elites among the elites. There were nearly thirty thousand Quasi-Saint warriors, and there were also three Seven Stars Quasi-saint warriors. Furthermore, each of them was no weaker than Ao Feng, or even stronger than him. It wasn't difficult to get rid of Ao Feng and the hundred thousand Black Dragon Guards. At most, it would take some time. He had to pay a price for it, but the current him. . . What he lacked the most was time. Their opponents weren't just the Ninth Black Dragon General, Ao Feng, and the million Black Dragon Guards. It was the entire Black Dragon Empire, behind them. There was also a large number of experts chasing after them.    

    

Once the Ninth Dark Dragon General was dragged here and the pursuers behind him arrived, what awaited them would certainly be a catastrophe. She might be able to save her life, but she would also become Black Dragon Emperor's toy. She might as well die.    

    

The next moment. . .    

    

"Ao Feng, you want me to surrender just like that? Dream on! Soldiers, follow me and kill them!" A fierce light flashed in Ao Linger's eyes. With a shout, she took the lead and rushed towards the Ninth Dark Dragon General, Ao Feng. She didn't have the time to waste with this Ao Feng. The longer she dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for them.    

    

"Stubborn fool, kill him!!!"    

    

The Ninth Black Dragon General, Ao Feng's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He didn't show any signs of weakness. He raised the black dragon halberd in his hand and welcomed the attack.    

    

"Rumble!" Rumble!" Rumble! . . .    

    

The black and white torrents collided with each other, as if two true dragons were strangling each other.    

    

The brave would win if they met on a narrow path!!    

    

One of them wanted to break out of the encirclement, while the other desperately tried to stop them. They both used all of their skills.    

    

"Ah!" Ahhhhh! . . .    

    

Before the beasts die. Miserable and despairing howls could be heard without end.    

    

Soon, the blood dyed the surrounding sea red.    

    

Every second, every breath, a large number of experts fell, including the Black Dragon Guards and the White Dragon Guards.    

    

Overall, Ao Linger's side had the absolute upper hand. Although the Black Dragon Guards was several times stronger than the White Dragon Guards, the number of the White Dragon Guards' experts was far greater than the millions of Black Dragon Guards's Dragon Generals. Even the Ninth Dark Dragon General, Ao Feng, had a lot of wounds on his body under the siege of the three Seven Stars Quasi-saint warriors.    

    

However, the Ninth Dark Dragon General didn't seem to feel anything at all. He still didn't fear death. He led the Black Dragon Guards with all his might to defend against the White Dragon Guards' attack.    

    

As long as they could hold on for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, it would be the end of the White Dragon Empire.    

    

He couldn't retreat, he couldn't retreat.    

    

. . .    

    

Time passed slowly. Half a cup of tea's time had passed.    

    

The Ninth Black Dragon General was already riddled with injuries. The bean-sized dragon blood was dripping down like it was free. Nearly three levels of the Black Dragon Guards had been killed or injured. However, not only did Ao Feng not have the slightest intention to fight him, his combat intent was soaring crazily. Even his combat strength was rising steadily. For a moment, he actually had the momentum to turn from defense to attack.    

    

On the other hand, there was a hint of anxiety in Ao Linger's beautiful eyes.    

    

"Damn that Ao Feng. Why is he so stubborn?"    

    

. . .    

    

Another half a cup of tea's time passed.    

    

The anxiety in Ao Linger's beautiful eyes intensified. She seemed to be able to feel the terrifying aura of expert approaching them at a terrifying speed.    

    

"Kekeke. . . Ao Linger, your death is here. " The Ninth Dark Dragon General, Ao Feng, let out a strange laugh as if he didn't notice his injuries. By relying on the bloodline sensing technique, he knew that the other few Dark Dragon General would arrive here in ten breaths' time, or at most, ten breaths' time.    

    

"Boys, hold on. Ten breaths. As long as you hold on for another ten breaths, it will be the end of this group of White Dragon remnants. At that time, I will definitely report to His Majesty and open the Dragon Pool for you all. "    

    

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"    

    

In an instant, the morale of the Black Dragon Guards, which was already on the verge of collapse, was greatly boosted. Their combat strength soared, and they once again blocked the crazy attacks of the White Dragon Guards.    

    

The Dragon Pool - the supreme treasure of the Black Dragon Clan. It had the effect of cleansing the bloodline, and was the foundation of the Black Dragon Clan.    

    

As for these Divine Beasts, the most important thing for Descendant Of A Divine Beast was his own bloodline.    

    

Bloodline determined everything. Those with a tenth grade bloodline were born to be useless, and they were never allowed to step onto the path of the martial arts. Those with supreme bloodlines had the ability to move mountains and fill seas. These words were not only applicable to humans, but also to these Divine Beast alien races. In fact, they attached more importance to their bloodline than humans.    

    

A single Dragon Pool Baptism was enough to make them fight with their lives on the line.    

    

Ten breaths. Only ten breaths.    

    

Persist. Persist. Persist. Persist.    

    

. . .    

    

. . . "Princess, you guys go first. " A person was wearing the same white dragon armor as Ao Linger. He had a determined look on his face, and his eyes were like the eyes of a Heavenly King. His aura was comparable to that of the Ninth Dark Dragon General, Ao Feng. A hint of determination flashed across his eyes as he shouted loudly.    

    

Ao Dong was one of the sixteen white Dragon General from the White Dragon Empire. He was also a Seven Star mid stage Quasi-Saint, just like the Ninth Dark Dragon General, Ao Feng.    

    

The next moment. . .    

    

Ao Dong did not wait for Ao Linger to speak. He shouted loudly, "Soldiers of the Eighth Legion, it is time for us to pledge our loyalty to His Majesty. Burn our bloodline! Kill!!"    

    

"Rumble. . . "    

    

The aura of the eighth white haired Dragon General, Ao Dong, rose steadily and infinitely.    

    

"Kill!" Kill!" "Kill! ". . .    

    

The 70,000 soldiers of the Eighth Legion of the White Dragon Guards did not hesitate at all. They all burned their bloodline potential to increase their combat strength.    

    

The royal guards were loyal to the White Dragon Emperor at the cost of their lives. For the sole blood of the White Dragon Emperor, they were willing to give up everything, even if it meant sacrificing themselves.    

    

"Uncle Ao Dong. . . " Ao Linger's voice was filled with sadness and sadness. Tears welled up in her eyes. It was obvious that Ao Dong and the eighty thousand soldiers of the Eighth Legion of the White Dragon Guards were ready to die. They were ready to sacrifice their lives to fight for their chance of survival.    

    

"Brother Ao Dong. . . "    

    

Sixth, Dragon General, and Seventh, Dragon General and Ao Lei were sobbing. Their good brothers, whom they had known for millions of years, were about to die. Their hearts were like a sharp knife cutting through their hearts. They really wanted to replace Ao Dong.    

    

"Let's go, Brother Xin! Quickly bring the princess away!"    

    

"Ao Dong. . . "    

    

Tears slowly fell from Ao Xin's eyes. A man's tears were not light, but they did not reach the point of being sad.    

    

The next moment. . .    

    

Ao Xin's figure moved and grabbed Ao Linger's hand. He said sorrowfully, "Soldiers, follow this general and charge. "    

    

He could not let Ao Dong and his brother's sacrifice be in vain.    

    

"Uncle Ao Dong. . . " Ao Linger let Ao Xin pull her and stared at Ao Dong's back. It was as if she wanted to engrave Ao Dong's image in her mind. "Old thief Ao Feng, just you wait. One day, I will chop off your head and avenge Uncle Ao Dong and the soldiers!!"    

    

. . .