The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1133: Prince Besieged

Chapter 1133: Chapter 1133: Prince Besieged

After the violent explosion, the valley was a complete mess, littered with rocks and charred flesh cooked by the high temperature of thunder and lightning.

One third of the demonized Beast Tribe suffered casualties, only one third of the tribe was capable of fighting, while the remaining third was responsible for transporting supplies.

The originally exposed rocks and clear river water were now all dyed red with blood.

The Winged Tribe sought crazy revenge, flapping down from the sky and sweeping wildly with the mechanical cannons mounted on their backs.

They couldn’t see the figures below and just fired randomly at the cliffs at the mouth of the valley.

Fire spewed from the barrels of the mechanical cannons, covering the cliffs above the valley with a layer of debris.

"These beasts!"

Hua Qianmo, in a rage, drew the Sky-Supporting Sword from the Storage Ring, and a green light streaked through the air, like a giant sky-supporting tree spreading its canopy.

The green sword Qi, forming a circular shape, quickly enveloped the Winged Tribe below.

Puff, puff, puff, a series of muffled sounds.

Beneath the green light, blood spurted wildly.

Wherever the sword Qi went, the Winged Tribe was torn to pieces, exploding in the air like fireworks.

Jiang Yunlan and the others watched with their mouths agape, unable to believe that Vice Sect Leader Hua Qianmo could be so powerful; it was truly beyond comprehension.

Hua Qianmo was a Wood Spirit Body after all, with an extraordinary understanding of Wood Elemental Power.

The Sky-Supporting Sword, forged from the body of Divine Wood, handled Wood Elemental Power very smoothly.

Although it was a Divine Instrument and not comparable to Earth Immortal-Level Treasures.

But in this world, it was already invincible.

Of the thousands of Winged Tribe members, half were annihilated.

The remaining half flew in terror, focusing their fire wildly on Hua Qianmo.

As a Vice Sect Leader, she didn’t have many treasures to use.

The Yin Yang Sect had few powerful items even among the Elders, let alone her.

She had to use mana, using the Sky-Supporting Sword to manipulate Wood Elemental Power and form a green barrier above her head to block all the bullets.

20mm caliber bullets hitting it were like hitting the sea, having no effect whatsoever.

Hua Qianmo’s Divine Sea churned, thinking that after today, she must get some exceptional treasures from Long Fei.

Otherwise, it was really too strenuous to resist with just spiritual power.

Gongsun Zhi, feeling itchy to join in, called out to Hua Qianmo, "Vice Sect Leader, let me help you."

Other sisters usually called Hua Qianmo sister, but only Gongsun Zhi always spoke formally.

She was a Thunder and Lightning Spirit Body, with a fiery temper.

Usually very aggressive, she couldn’t stand by when she saw injustice.

Now, with the Winged Tribe targeting Hua Qianmo in the sky, she couldn’t help but use the Five Thunder Sky Gang Righteous Method, pointing her longsword into the air and suddenly summoning a sky full of thunder and lightning, covering an area of thousands of meters.

The Winged Tribe was busy sweeping Hua Qianmo with torrential fire from their mechanical cannons, unprepared for the sudden thunder strikes.

Crack!

Crack!

Several loud noises shook the sky, as if golden giant swords were slicing down.

Half of the remaining Winged Tribe in the air were blasted to smithereens by the thunder, each emitting blue smoke as they screamed.

The rest felt as if they had seen a ghost, hastily retreating.

Both thunder and lightning and Wood Elemental Power were formidable, but their coverage area was small.

Not suitable for long-distance attacks, once the Winged Tribe fled, Hua Qianmo and Gongsun Zhi’s mana could not cover them.

"We’ll do it!" said the little foxes.

Under their skirts, fiery red tails emerged.

The two sisters, Bai Jie’er had already cultivated four fox tails, while Bai Xiaochun had three.

Their tails coiled around like catapults, constantly flinging round tufts of fox fire.

The peach-heart-sized fox fire, rushing toward the Winged Tribe about three to four thousand meters away, resembled foxes running inside fireballs, moving swiftly, emitting sky-breaking whooshing sounds through the air.

The Winged Tribe tried to coordinate with the Beast Tribe below to bombard the direction of Hua Qianmo and her group.

However, they were soon enveloped by numerous fox fires, this was the Demon Clan’s True Fire, far hotter and harder to resist than ordinary fire.

Ordinary fire bakes from the outside to the inside, whereas this True Fire enters directly into the body and bakes from the inside out.

In the sky, tufts of blue smoke rose.

The remaining members of the Winged Tribe frantically fled, but they were pursued and eventually completely eliminated by the fox fire.

Everyone looked at the foxes with new respect; it was their first time seeing them in action.

Due to limited cultivation levels, everyone’s control over mana through spiritual power had significant distance limitations.

Unexpectedly, the fox fire could be used for long-range attacks, which surprised everyone.

The Beast Tribe in the valley regained their strength and, led by various leaders, fiercely charged up the mountain.

Hua Qianmo ordered a full counterattack; all the ammunition had been used up, and now they could only truly fight with weapons.

She commanded, to fight if possible, kill if possible, and run if they couldn’t, strictly avoiding a drawn-out battle with the Demonic Beast Tribe.

The numbers were evident, and although one third were killed or injured, there were still over a hundred thousand.

It looked like a looming wave.

In such a large-scale battle, Hua Qianmo felt that only Long Fei and Chu Feng, those two heaven-defying figures, could turn the tide; it was impossible with just them.

Initially, the Hell Sect of the Yin Yang Sect, under the leadership of the Ten Yama Kings and the Aquafire Judges, was specifically responsible for combat, all set out.

The Yin Yang Sect disciples were extremely motivated, exchanging points earned from contributions for cultivation resources, eagerly throwing themselves among the Demon Beasts, slashing a giant bear the size of an elephant in half with a single sword stroke.

The valley instantly turned chaotic with continuous killing shouts and mournful screams.

In the air, creatures with four golden wings flew over.

They scanned around with their eyes, did not descend into the valley, but fixed their gaze on Hua Qianmo and her group.

"Is it that woman?"

"Definitely her!"

"She is the leader of these people."

"Courting death, daring to kill so many of our Blood Clan."

"Let’s act together and completely wipe them out."

Accompanying this group of the Blood Clan were the princes of the Thirteen Clans, who had initially reached the mountaintop, planning to find opportunities there.

Unexpected events had unfolded in the valley.

They hastily came over only to find their people heavily defeated, corpses everywhere.

Under the intense sweep of their divine sense, they quickly spotted Hua Qianmo and others.

Thirteen four-winged golden princes, powerful enough to take on the Late Stage of Core Formation masters in this world.

They wielded azure-blue longswords, exuding a murderous aura, and in a blink of an eye, they encircled Hua Qianmo and her group below.

Hua Qianmo narrowed her eyes, aware of the formidable strength of this group of Blood Clan, and shouted, "Royal Guard!"

A group of women quickly formed a circle, each brandishing their magic artifacts.

"Eastern Cultivators?"

"And women."

"Their blood must be very sweet, very nourishing!"

"The feast begins!"

The thirteen princes exchanged looks and burst into gleeful laughter, their eyes shining.

In their eyes, these women were no different from ants, merely needing a flick of their fingers to be entirely wiped out.