Raising his upper body, he saw a piece of white in the west at a glance, and his figure was abrupt, which was a little out of place with this battlefield of swallow fat and purple. The dragon king whispered, "He, is he here?" ”

In the movement, between pitching, the waist has undoubtedly become the most eye-catching part. What's even more eye-catching is the jade buckle on the waist. The chain-style gold buckle is on an irregular piece of jade, the ornament is not soft, and the edges and corners seem to carry a desperate struggle under the confinement of the lock.

The eyes of the dragon king, on Gu Hongyuan, the eyes of the old emperor, undoubtedly, are on this jade - that is, the dragon control trick.

"Haha," laughed in his heart, just like the old dragon king had just thought. But with the old dragon king as a reference, the emperor did not dare to show joy and anger. Quietly reinventing his mind, he planned to do another trick and pick off the jade button.

Sometimes, even in difficult situations, concentration is not an easy task to be taken for granted. Like between life and death, some people are relieved and moved by the gorgeous intoxication of a cloud. Like at this moment, the dragon king's gaze followed the man closely, and he never deviated from half a point.

After suffering such a burden and suffering such a crime, how could he not feel distressed and worried! However, he had no reason to stop it, and he could not stop it. Because, all this is due to him!

The fundus of the eyes is complicated, and the thoughts are numerous.

At present, the great enemy is absent-minded, and there is almost no other possibility than to give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of it. No one can keep a single distraction in a naked hand-to-hand fight, and consider whether this is an empty plan or not. Emperor Yu, there is no such possibility.

Take a breath and mobilize the strength of your whole body and gather it on the blade of the sword. His eyes were like torches, staring at the Dragon King with a killing intent that could penetrate his body. The blade of the sword retreated, and the gravity of the weapon raised the wind and stabbed the dragon king in the abdomen.

The purpose is clear, the emperor is gambling, pressing all his strength. If the sneak attack fails, his life will not be long, and the strength of the immortal clan can indeed only be willing to live under the people; if it succeeds, he is exhausted, and there is little to live, and he may be able to fight for a little respite for the immortal clan.

The sword stabbed straight into the waist and abdomen. The dragon king looked, but the protagonist was not himself, but the person in the distance.

The sword was already in front of him, half an inch forward, hurting his life, it was him, and it was him.

It's too late to get away and rescue the catastrophe. Fiercely poured the demonic qi into the sword body and threw it in that direction, "Gu Hongyuan!"

It's the same battlefield, and even right right now, desperate and powerless.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand and leaned forward, trying to struggle to reach the person who was about to be supported. Despair, like a mad creeper, full of hearts.

"Get out of the way!" the voice was hoarse, and the tears forced out of the corners of his eyes wet the vast night. The navy blue in the eyes became dark purple, yellow, and desperate.

Unconsciously, such an indifferent person has reached this point.

As if in response to the roar of the dragon king, the aura and demonic energy were guided to frantically gather in the air, and even rolled up the gravel and gravel, forming a tornado-like storm eye, but the gravitational force was the opposite of common sense, weird and tough, dragging the demon to the lower realm.

The soaring bird suddenly broke its wings, and only fell in a daze. It's like life can't be disobeyed, and the domineering suction, the demon clan has no power to parry.

Nether, Dragon Palace. Iron ropes drill out of the ground like a devil, penetrate the foundation, the roof, and shatter the glorious building in an instant. At this moment, only the skeleton of the Qiongtai Pavilion was very hot and leaky, huddled in the layers of iron chains.

The iron rope is greedy, and the shattered Dragon Palace seems to be no more than Er'er. Stretching out of the sea, soaring into the sky, the seabirds along the way, without having to return to their senses, have been abruptly penetrated by the iron cable. The air in the middle realm was full of moans and splashes, and the mist of blood filled the air.

Rushing to the quadruple, the demonic iron rope suddenly slowed down, and the formation of two in one life and two in three lives.

Coincidentally, it converged with the demon clan that fell from the Nine Wolves. With the dragon king as the center, it wraps around each dragon like skin and flesh, and drags it downward.

Screams, exclamations, roars mixed with the fall of the blood mist stump. The plague of despair devoured the entire demon clan in the blink of an eye.

No one saw the few fragments in the chaos, falling alone towards its birthplace.

It starts on the beach and ends with no end.

The demonic energy and spiritual energy poured out like a torrential rain, scattered, and there was no blood, but blood and killing were wanton in every corner of the battlefield.

Raising his eyes, Taiyi Zhenren, who was saved by Gu Hongyuan, was already covered with scars, and his eyes, which had always been idle and uninhibited, were full of determination and unyielding at the moment. Clenched the floating dust in his hand, his breathing became short, and he squeezed out his body's strength and fought hard.

This is just the tip of the battlefield.

Gu Hongyuan flew behind Taiyi, condensed his sword qi, held his breath, and dived.

Wen Cun is still there, and the rest of his feelings have not disappeared, he can't be so ruthless to the people Gu Hongyuan saved. finally turned around and chose to be stunned.

The battlefield was unpredictable, and in an instant, the situation changed abruptly.

The uninvited guest flew in, and before he could see the corner of his clothes, he quickly joined the battle. Kill all the way, and the big demon and the shrimp soldier crab will end up in one - powerless. The eyes of the demon clan were abrupt, this person was obviously on the side of the immortal clan.

Seeing his soldiers flying with meat foam, the dragon king was a little impatient. Then his clothes flew and he joined the battle and confronted this man.

"That's it, Emperor. "The emperor is back!" followed by the exclamation of the demon clan, it was the cheers of the immortal clan.

As soon as the backers came, morale soared. The original advantage of the demon clan was almost flattened by the immortal clan. In a battle, the dragon king was forced to be very hot and went into battle, which really extended a tug-of-war a lot.

Hunting the wind, roaring in despair. Where the flag is, it is all the colors of blood.

One is the ancient demon, and the other is the supreme of the fairy world,-for-tat. The emperor was even more invincible because of his body, and he took out a full spiritual power to deal with it.

The sword is shining brightly. The emperor swung out a sword, and the sword light turned into a silver thread like water, and the silk thread cut to the dragon king's feet. When a boot landed, it turned into a dragon's hoof and claw, dodging without hurry, simply blocking with dragon scales, and quickly forming a spell with both hands, and attacking in the air. Emperor raised the sword and confronted it, and the aura and demonic energy confronted and condensed into two huge growing balls of black and white. The two of them retreated like a gale, and the huge aura turmoil caused by the explosion of the sphere spread to the ground, and the earthquake trembled, until a crater dozens of feet in size appeared.

The curtain was a dark crimson, like a cloud of blood. The fierce dust swayed the tattered clothes on his body, and the roar that hovered in the air drifted in the battle. The war has not stopped, and the fighting continues.

The dragon king was shocked by this huge sound, his eyes looked towards the source of the sound, and he quickly dealt with the few immortals around him at the moment, and flew towards the two people who were scuffling at close range again.

The sky and the ground are an eerie crimson, a dark purple, a beauty that makes people hopeless and powerless. There is no one to give half a distraction to appreciate. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is also the last magnificence that the world gives to the deceased.