The white dragon raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, ignoring the taboo of the Heavenly Gate and flying directly in.

In an instant, the entire sky was shrouded in white light, and except for a deafening dragon roar, only the sound of everyone swallowing saliva remained!

"Dragon, this is a real dragon!" Feng Zhenren is also blowing his beard and staring at the moment, and the foaming stars are flying straight!

True dragons are no ordinary thing, at least not at all.

And according to the rank of this white dragon in the sky, this is the real spirit dragon clan, not evolved from some creatures, it is a pure-bred five-clawed white dragon!

Legend has it that this kind of five-clawed white dragon will inherit the skills of its parents when it is born, so that the average five-clawed white dragon is a demigod realm cultivator when it is born!

That's why the dragon clan is so powerful in human legends!

And at this moment, this divine dragon actually appeared because of Ye Fan, although it was just a phantom, but everyone understood that there is a void and there is a reality, and the relationship between this dragon and Ye Fan is definitely not ordinary!

Bailong Panxi spun around towards Ye Fan, and then opened his mouth to spit out a white spirit bead that glowed on the outside in the sky, and a wisp of spiritual energy on the spirit bead flew towards Ye Fan silently.

The moment the aura touched Ye Fan's appearance, the wound on Ye Fan's body surface recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flesh and blood that grew back were even as tender and smooth as a baby.

"Bang!"

Just when everyone was surprised, a wave of strange energy suddenly erupted opposite Feng Zhenren, and when he fixed his eyes, a golden figure in the sky suddenly flew towards Ye Fan!

And the person who shot it was the goddess of the Holy Religion!

At this moment, her face was full of excitement, and her eyes looking at the white dragon showed greed.

"It seems that the goddess has taken a fancy to this white dragon!" Kill Bodhi's eyes were gloomy, and he almost couldn't help but make a move just now!

This white dragon doesn't give everyone a very strong feeling at the moment, and even his breath seems to be able to stay in the true spirit realm, which is why everyone dares to make a move!

The Snow Wolf King said with his hands in full swing: "This is the Oriental Divine Dragon, I don't know how many levels higher than her Pegasus, not to mention that she is moved, even I can't help it!"

On the contrary, the vampire didn't panic at all, but said indifferently: "Hmph, although the strength of the goddess is the strongest among us, but she doesn't want to take away this divine dragon easily, those Taoist priests in Huaxia are not playing!"

Several people nodded in agreement when they heard this, ready to make a move at any time, in case the fight really started, they must keep the goddess!

The Holy Sect is the top power in the West, and the Divine Maiden is the best candidate for the next Holy Maiden, if they die here, they will always be implicated!

Sure enough, Feng Zhenren's side was already ready to make a move, only to hear Yun Zhenren Jiao shout: "Hmph, these heretics are really good intentions, do they want to attack our Eastern Divine Beast from under our noses?"

Behind him, the roars of the Huaxia monks came: "Can't!"

After Yun Zhenren drank coquettishly, he was the first to make a move, and the white robe around his body suddenly changed color in the air, and instantly turned bright red.

Then he slammed into the void, and the whole person shot out of the air, and with a blow of the half-moon scimitar in his right hand, he attacked and killed the goddess!

"Oh? It's kind of interesting, even the dragon appeared, it seems that the prosperous era is coming, and no one can calm down!"

In the void somewhere, there was a handsome young man in a white robe sitting in Panxi, and I saw this young man sigh slightly, pick up the wine glass and take a sip gently.

Then he said, "You don't plan to take care of it, it won't be good if your goddess is killed!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The figure was wearing ancient armor, revealing hands like steel, and a feeling of slaughter emanated from his short hair, and he sat on the ground abruptly when he heard the words.

"Hehe, the goddess hasn't died so easily, but you don't care? I look at that kid's talent is stronger than yours, in case it is not worth dying here!"

If there is a Huaxia cultivator here, he must know that this white-robed young man is not Ming Yueya?

The corners of Ming Yueya's mouth sighed slightly, not caring about the provocation in his mouth at all, just looking at the situation in the distance indifferently, it seemed that he didn't pay attention to this person's words at all!

After half a ring, Ming Yueya spoke again: "It seems that there is still half a year before the Battle of the Boundless, right?"

The man in ancient armor in front of him nodded, and there seemed to be a trace of memory in his eyes: "Yes, it's been so long since the last time, and this time the Boundless Battle happened to meet the opening of the prosperous era, I think it will be more lively than the last time, right?"

If Feng Zhenren and the others were here, they would definitely understand what the two of them were talking about in the Boundless War.

Just like the conversation between the Wind True and the Vampire Count, many years ago, the Wind True defeated the Vampire Count in the Battle of the Boundless, which is why there is a feud between the two.

Ming Yueya spoke again, after the advent of the prosperous world, the strength of almost all cultivators will increase by more than one grade, and those who want to participate this time are not a few demigods!

The armored man nodded in agreement with his statement, but he didn't speak again, but looked at Yun Zhenren who was fighting with the goddess with great interest!

Yun Zhenren was dressed in a red robe, like a thorny rose, and his moves were as fierce as a thorny rose, and every move and style carried a killing power.

Her half-moon scimitar was like the power of the bright moon, dancing in the air, so fast that even the air could not react.

But looking at the situation on the goddess's side, she still sat calmly on top of Tianma, with a spear in her hand like a dragon's tail, long and short, dealing with Yun Zhenren It didn't seem to be inferior at all, and even had some advantages faintly.

The half-moon scimitar was silently fluorescent and generous, and slashed towards the heavenly horse under the goddess's crotch, and the goddess couldn't help but be angry anymore.

The spear in his hand jerked violently, and a golden light came out in response, slamming into the half-moon scimitar, and then Pegasus raised his front hooves violently and stomped towards Yun Zhenren.

Yun Zhenren stumbled, his hands slammed into two fists, and he suddenly attacked and killed the past.

Boom!

Under the blow, there was no difference between up and down, but between these breaths, a big white leg suddenly flashed, and Yun Zhenren was caught in a gap, and there was no time to distract.

Only the shoulder can withstand the blow.

Under one foot, Yun Zhenren's whole person was kicked hundreds of meters away in the void, and he slowly stabilized his figure.

I heard the goddess say with a displeased face: "Stand down, you are not my opponent, and I don't want to hurt you, all I want is this white dragon." ”

"If you're still obsessed, don't blame me!"