"Ahh

The five soul thorns instantly rushed into the sea of consciousness of the war thunder, causing the war thunder's face to be distorted, his expression was extremely painful, and he kept rolling around where he was holding his head.

And at this moment, the defensive light mask fluctuated.

"Boom!"

Long Chen's eyes were as bright as lightning, and the moment he saw this fluctuation, he raised his golden gun high and slammed it down.

Laugh at!

Terrible lightning slammed down on the mask like a storm.

Click!

At this moment, the light mask was torn apart, and the spear of dragon dust rushed directly to kill without stopping.

"Get out!"

The battle thunder was worthy of the first day of the Zhan Tianzong, and the reaction was extremely powerful, and before the dragon dust could be killed, he forcibly suppressed the turmoil in the sea of knowledge, and slashed out like lightning, blocking the attack of the dragon dust before the last shot.

However, the power of the dragon dust is so strong, plus the weight of the golden gun itself, it is enough to weigh five thousand catties and it is not so easy to block.

The moment he made contact, his body was hit hard and flew up.

"Die!"

The dragon dust unfolded its body and quickly followed, and at the same time, the terrifying spears on the golden gun erupted like a waterfall, killing the thunder that was good in mid-air.

Snort!

Under this blow, the air was torn apart, and a terrible explosion sounded sound, and the figure of the dragon dust instantly appeared in front of the thunder, stepped on the ground, jumped high, and then, stabbed out with a shot.

"Dragon dust, you dare to ......"

In the face of this series of attacks from dragon dust, even if the battle thunder is strong, it is a little overwhelmed, and at this time, he is still in mid-air and can't borrow his strength at all, so he can only roar angrily and forcibly twist his body, trying to avoid his own death hole.

Laugh at!

As soon as the golden spear passed through his chest, the terrifying energy that erupted instantly destroyed the meridians of his body.

"Ahh

Zhan Thunder trembled, his face turned pale, he vomited blood, and his powerful momentum became extremely weak at this time.

"Dragon dust, you don't want to die!"

"You wait, Zhan Tianzong won't let you go!"

......

The look of the war thunder was hideous, where was the roar again and again, and the faces of the people in the distance also changed greatly after seeing this scene.

In particular, the disciples of the Zhan Tian Sect trembled one by one by the threat of dragon dust, and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain without hesitation.

"Run!"

"It's horrible!"

......

Hundreds of people began to flee one after another, and the blockade of the people in the Dragon Palace was broken through in an instant, and at the same time, when everyone in the Zhan Tian Sect fled, the disciples of the Wind Thunder Sect also began to flee.

The figures on the top of the whole mountain flickered, crowded with each other, and kept pouring towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Kill!"

Seeing this, everyone in the Dragon Palace was furious and began to chase and kill.

At this time, on the top of the mountain, the tip of the dragon dust spear moved and threw the battle thunder aside, and casually lifted the prohibition on Su Ningshuang and Xiao Qingyue, and then looked at Feng Juntian, who was fighting fiercely with Xia Bingling.

"Boss, we've disgraced you again!"

Hu Xiaotian lowered his head, his body was wet, and his face was a little pale, he was one of the people who was soaked in water just now.

As soon as Hu Xiaotian spoke, several other hall masters of the Dragon Palace also lowered their heads.

"It's okay, I'm not to blame you for this!"

Long Chen patted them on the shoulder, and then looked at the two people in the big battle, obviously, under the crazy attack of Xia Bingling, whose strength had soared, even Feng Juntian could not maintain his chic, and there were wounds on his body, looking a little embarrassed.

In addition, when he saw the battle thunder being defeated by the dragon dust, his heart was shaken, and the battle spirit gradually extinguished.

"Want to escape?"

Long Chen's eyes were like torches, and he saw Feng Juntian's intentions at a glance, and his body moved at the moment, and he came to the path leading to the bottom of the mountain without hesitation, and said coldly, "Feng Juntian, you will definitely die today!"

"Long Chen, what are you doing there, why don't you come over to help?" Xia Bingling glared at Long Chen's vicious gaze while fighting with Feng Juntian, and drank coquettishly.

"Help?"

Longchen shook his head and said, "You two are my enemies anyway, how good it is to watch you kill each other!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and directly took out a big chair, where he sat with a golden knife, his hands flat, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Dragon dust, you pariah!"

saw that the dragon dust was actually sitting there motionless and watching the play. Xia Bing's aura trembled, and he shouted, and at this moment, he was slapped on the shoulder by Feng Juntian and was thrown out fiercely.

"Boom!"

And after flying Xia Bingling with one palm, Feng Juntian directly held his knife and killed the dragon dust.

If he wants to escape, he must escape, otherwise when Long Chen and Xia Bingling join forces, he will definitely die.

"Kill!"

The figure flickered, and at the moment when it was close to the dragon dust, the arm flipped over, and the long knife slashed out, and the cold knife was like a snowy lightning, slashing towards the head of the dragon dust.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Long Chen sneered, and was about to cast the soul thorn, but at this moment, a sharp pain came from the soul in his sea of consciousness, and his head seemed to be about to crack, but even so, two soul thorns were struck.

Burst!

Burst!

The two soul thorns stabbed fiercely into the sea of Feng Juntian's consciousness, Feng Juntian's whole body was shocked, his face was distorted, and the knife that was split from the skin was also retracted, and a beast-like cry came out of his mouth.

"Ahh

Long Chen also covered his head, a painful sound came out of his mouth, and he cursed in his heart, "Damn, the soul thorn is used too often and has caused damage to the soul." ”

"Huh, what's going on?"

Everyone in the Dragon Palace looked surprised, feeling a little incredible, how did the originally majestic palace master become like this?

"Whew!"

At this moment, suddenly, a white shadow pounced, and a sword pierced into Feng Juntian's heart, and then the long sword shook, and terrifying energy surged out, directly crushing Feng Juntian's vitality.

"Xia Bingling, you ......"

Feng Juntian trembled, blood spurted out of his mouth, his eyes were full of unwillingness, he held his breath, raised his hand, and slapped Xia Bingling's body fiercely.

"Bang!"

Xia Bingling was also at the end of the crossbow at this time, and after killing Feng Juntian again, her mentality was relaxed, and she was slapped on the shoulder by Feng Juntian's dying palm, and her body was thrown out again.

Similarly, Feng Juntian was also subjected to a huge backlash, and his body fell off the cliff.

At this point, a terrible battle came to an end, and Long Chen sat on the big chair and gasped for breath, and after refining ten soul spirit grasses one after another, he became a little more comfortable.

"It's worthy of a soul attack, the strength requirements for the soul are too great, with my current soul at the peak of the Xuanwu Realm, I can only cast ten soul stabs. ”

Longchen sat on the chair and inhaled with palpitations, the feeling just now was too painful.