The purple light in the chaos is vertical and horizontal, and the bullfighting bull is angry, shining this chaotic time and space like a swamp precipitation, and the huge dragon shadow is constantly striking the Quartet, and the existence hidden in the dim place of the Quartet, no one dares to plunder its edge, and constantly avoids it in all directions.

Seeing the dragon shadow that appeared, the Star Clock held in the Star Ancestor's hand emitted a hum, and even if he tried his best to appease him, he couldn't make the Divine Bell quiet.

After being together for so long, he and Xingchen Zhong have already had a heart-to-heart connection, and now that they are at the end of the road, Xingchen Zhong understands what he thinks in his heart, and keeps wailing.

Aang!

The purple gold divine dragon has dark gold and purple dragon scales, each piece is like a brilliant divine jade, and the head of the divine dragon is crowned with three huge dragon horns, which are curved like heavenly pillars piercing through chaos.

Every time the huge dragon body dances, it will make the chaos ripple and roll up the monstrous waves, and the chaos will be torn into turbulence, resulting in turbulence.

An existence in the depths of chaos burst out with unwilling anger, but he didn't dare to rush up.

"You, you, are you going to be enemies of the heavens? ”

A dark shadow appeared in the chaos, like a giant python with dragon horns, no feet under its abdomen, wings on its back, and the size of thousands of miles, crashing through the chaos and roaring.

The purple gold divine dragon grabbed directly in the direction of the sound, and suddenly thousands of miles of chaos were caught and exploded under the dragon's claws, and in the bursting chaos, the phantom fled deeper and shouted loudly.

"You wait, see how arrogant you can be?"

"Look at me so arrogant, you come to beat me, what are you running, little reptile without eggs. ”

In the end, the Purple Gold Divine Dragon did not catch up, and in the chaos, the divine light flashed in the sky, turning into a young figure, looking only in his twenties.

Wearing a purple and gold robe, Zhang Hua, who is full of dragon patterns and flowers, grasses, insects and fish, wears a crown of twelve tassels facing the sky, covering the appearance of the forehead.

"Come here. ”

At this moment, the young man who manifested the ontology didn't look at the Star Ancestor and the Fourth Tuo, and looked directly at Qingyang Huan and shouted unceremoniously.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, Qingyang Huan was stunned, and the secret way was not good.

As early as the moment when this purple gold divine dragon appeared, he already had a judgment in his heart, no wonder the Star Ancestor wanted to create for himself, or the kind that couldn't do it, the root was originally here.

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and ran.

He had an unexplained realization that he would definitely be beaten if he stayed where he was.

"If you dare to move, break your legs. ”

In an instant, a voice reached his ears, and suddenly Qing Yanghuan turned half of his body and froze in place.

Don't dare to move!

Don't dare to move!

Bang!

With a soft thud, he felt a blow to his buttocks, and his whole body flew sideways.

Rumble!

Suddenly, he plunged headlong into the chaos and received a kick in the ass, but before he could get up, he heard a loud scolding from behind him.

"Shame, shame, it's almost home, you actually let an old guy from the Star Clan preach to you, you, you, I, I, I will kick you to death. ”

Rumble!

Qing Yanghuan, who had just gotten up, suddenly felt another kick in his buttocks, and once again plunged into the rich chaotic airflow.

When Qingyang Huan finally crawled out of the chaos, his ass still hurt, he was the king of reincarnation, he was the king, and he was kicked in his ass, can he give some face, he thought with some anger.

"Old thing, you can, the ghost fighting idea has hit us. ”

The purple-robed young man's eyes looked through the swaying tassels towards the Star Ancestor, and his voice was a little cold.

"You are not afraid that I will make your Star Clan completely extinct and disappear from this world forever. ”

Xingchen Ancestor is also a single, and throws the Xingchen Clock out in his hand, anyway, that's what it looks like, what do you like?

"Back then, in the battle of Heaven and Earth Hongcheng, your master had just stepped on the throne, and in the blink of an eye, his disciples had already reached the point of admiration of the old man. ”

"Gotta get it, old fellow, don't be sensational, it's not good, I'm telling you it's not good. ”

The purple-robed young man waved his hand and looked at the fourth extension.

"Congratulations to the reincarnation of the fourth, the saint can be expected. ”

Looking at the figure in front of him, the corners of the fourth extension showed a wry smile, he was one step behind, but he didn't expect to be backward step by step.

"You cut out the third corpse?"

The purple-robed young man shook his head gently, the tassel on the top of his head swayed gently, and said with some sighs: "The method of cutting three corpses to cast the Holy Ming passed down by the master back then is a new method created by combining the flood wilderness, immortals, and spirits, in order to skip the nine turns of the Shengming, but this road is still as long as the eternal night, how difficult it is." ”

The words fell, and the young man's eyes fell on Qingyang Huan again.

"Uncle Shi. ”

At this moment, Qingyang Huan was excited, and hurriedly shouted with a smile that felt extremely kind.

"Come on, I'm not going to kick you. ”

However, the next moment, Qing Yanghuan felt that he was forcibly imprisoned, and 'a spear' broke out uncontrollably, appeared in his hand, and stabbed towards the Star Ancestor.

What the hell is this.

This made Qing Yanghuan a little stunned, and what was even more stunned was that he actually smiled when he saw the old chrysanthemum-like face of the Xingchen Ancestor, and when he saw the king spear in his hand stabbing at him.

Where is this, are they all crazy, this is the little heart that can't stand it.

Burst!

The king spear pierced into the chest of the Xingchen Ancestor, and the half-step Shengming body could already be called a quasi-holy body, even if the Xingchen Ancestor had reached the point where the oil was exhausted at this moment, Qingyang Huan wanted to pierce his chest, it was like a fantasy.

However, the result was that the king's spear pierced the blood bone, and the Xingchen Ancestor's body trembled imperceptibly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's done.

The Star Clan has the hope of life.

......

Qing Yang Huan, who was in a state of bewilderment, saw the king spear stained with holy blood blooming and humming, he looked towards his uncle, and saw him wave his hand gently, and a big crack directly opened in the chaos, and at the end of the big crack was a dim world.

"Get out, you can't be crowned emperor and expelled from the division within a hundred years. ”

His body crashed into the cracked space-time like a meteor, and the sound of whirring wind came from his ears, and when he reacted, he found himself standing in the world of returning to the ruins.

......

After the pathway in the chaos healed, the purple-robed young man's eyes fell on the Star Ancestor.

"I will put them in a safe place to ensure that they will not be wiped out at the end of this era, but I will not care when the new era begins. ”

"Good!" Star Ancestor nodded.

"Old friend, after fighting for so long, let's make a decision. ”

The fourth extension did not make a sound, and fell silent in the chaos for a while.

"Let's talk about the old days. ”

Suddenly, the purple-robed young man waved his hand, and his figure turned into purple light and rushed into the sky, turning into a huge divine dragon, and his breath collapsed for hundreds of millions of miles like electricity, and disappeared in place.

......

Primordial Divine Domain.

"Dongji, steal the god seat of our clan, and let him go like this. ”

Between the divine mist, an ethereal and grand celestial sound spread in the divine mist, with a suppressed anger.

"The Terran Half-Saint has at least six or seven turns of combat power, the God Emperor has not fully awakened, don't make any extraneous branches now, it is hard to imagine that a rising clan has given birth to such a strong man. ”

"Hmph, when my god clan returns, I will let these later lowly bloodlines know who is the master of this heaven and earth. ”

The god, who had suppressed his anger, thought about the time it took to breathe, but finally did not make any more moves.

As Dongji said, at least the demi-saints of the six-turn combat power, the Protoss is not without it, but it is now in the critical period of return, and once the recovery of the clan is interrupted, the gains outweigh the losses.

And at this moment, in the chaotic world above the Primal God Domain, a purple light stood, suppressing the huge Burial God Star Domain in the chaos, and the figure in the purple light overlooked the desolate world.