Qiyao Moyitian, Yangzhou, outside the Guan

Standing in a big red robe in the fierce wind looking north at the clear sky and clouds, the two sides of his cheeks are not deliberately suppressed by the erosion of dragon blood, even if he has an infinite heart, he has a strong physique that ordinary people can't match, he still can't resist the domineering of the extreme blood, maybe only the body of the extreme god of war can match his bloodline, two strands of white hair rise and fall with the air current, and a handful of loess is slowly sprinkled in his hand.

He seemed to be waiting for someone, the 120,000 new generation Zhengtian who had jumped over the dragon gate behind him had his hands on the reins, the clouds and hooves were quietly arrayed, the cyan wings were closed on his back, and none of them even made an untamed hiss.

The Yangzhou Prefecture Commander and the state guard army are waiting for them three thousand miles away, and many new forces have recently come to Qiyao Moyitian, and more than ten forces of unknown origin have appeared in the three major states of Qiyao Moyitian, like the one in front of them with a military flag, it is an accident for them.

How arrogant!

On the chest of each armor warrior has a cyan python entrenched on the bone mountain, which is the green python death mountain of the Qingcang Dynasty, this army is from the army of the Emperor Huang Zengtian Qingcang Dynasty, but which family are they supporting?

There are nine families involved in the battle of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and their respective supporters have rushed to the place where they should go, although there are only two families participating in the competition in Yangzhou, but all of them are big families with incalculable backgrounds and tens of thousands of years of entrenchment in Yangzhou, they all left Yangzhou with their own troops, what is this army doing here?

"Here we are. Waiting for a long time to squint and smile, a long-lost reunion emotion and warmth spread in the bottom of the heart, a black cloud suddenly appeared in the distance, there was a monstrous aura rolling in the black cloud, the sound of the tiger roaring continuously, almost substantial murderous aura across the sky.

The first person came riding a white tiger with a battle axe, and his appearance did not change, except for two more scars on his face.

There are many scars on his body, but he is never willing to erase them.

Huaihua Tiger Ride, with their commander Rahu.

"Long time no see. A smile appeared on Rahu's cold face.

"Long time no see. Waiting for a long time to open his arms collided with the chest of Rahu, who jumped from the tiger's back, and the two phantoms, one black and one white, one dragon and one tiger, separated and dissipated after being entangled above their heads for a long time.

Shut up!

The mount of the Huaihua Tiger and the cloud-hoofed black horse let out a violent provocative roar and hiss, and the malicious provocation stimulated the awakening and wreaking of the brutal nature of this group of beasts.

The two of them turned around at the same time and roared viciously, and the tiger clawed the divine horse to close its hooves, and did not dare to come out of the air.

"In a blink of an eye, how many years have passed. Rahu sighed.

Yes, I've been squatting in a locked space for ten years for no apparent reason, and I don't feel at all after more than 20 years.

"They...... It's all coming soon. ”

It's almost there.

This is my master? Dongfang Han, who was in black robe, slid down from the tiger's ass with a yawn, and looked at Ao Buregret with sleepy eyes, and a black unicorn revealed looming under his eyes.

"No, I'm no one's master, I'm just, their brother. ”

Waiting for a while, squinting and smiling, there was a ball of green qi in the west that did not disperse, and the violent unicorn roar hit their eardrums.

"Good cub, I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, and my birth is becoming more and more pleasing. "The wolf father with long hair and a shawl covering his chest is fast against the wind, and behind him is an innumerable sea of unicorns, green and dense, a golden thorn banner stands beside the wolf father and makes a roar of the wind, and the wind liners and the wind nightmare army also passed through the ladder to the seven yao Mo Yi heaven.

Is your body able to bear it? Ao Bu regretted looking at the tens of thousands of wind qilins in astonishment, and felt his brain buzzing for a while, Taiming Jade Wantian is different from other heavenly domains, but Wolf Daddy has not done anything else except giving birth to children in 10,000 years?!

"No problem! I worked hard with the first generation of cubs, and now the Fenglin people can be called the Fenglin people! The cubs who are not talented enough are all working hard to give birth, and the ones with good blood are also given birth to me, I still don't believe it, and I can't die with the number of dogs!" Ao Feng patted his chest and smiled, the biggest benefit of the dragon bloodline is that he is energetic and can give birth, which is a good thing!

Ao Feng glanced at his cubs, they all said "big brother" and "little master" in their mouths, Ao Buregret even instantly felt that he was too old to speak, Ao Feng's heirs have been extended for as many as five generations!

"In addition to these cubs, there are also 50,000 Ming Dao Wind Nightmare Army, Taiming Yu Wantian's broken place naturally can't be compared with your resources, their battle armor and halberd are made by me scavenging Taiming Yuwantian's materials for a full 40,000 years, although it's not enough to see, but it's enough!" Qilin Cave rotated in Ao Feng's palm, probably like the Peerless Dragon Cliff, and was refined by Ao Feng into a magic weapon that he carried, and not a few life fluctuations came out of the Qilin Cave, which was a kind of fluctuation full of vigorous vitality.

Good, good, good. Xiaoyao Hou said three good words, fell silent and looked into the distance again.

And the glaive.

Only the glaive remained.

Where the hell is this guy?

"When we parted a few years ago, he seemed to sense something and left in a hurry...... It's just that it's not back yet, it's a little slow. Rahu frowned.

"Roar!" roared without warning, waiting for the long hair to dance wildly, the aura around the body was agitating, Zhengtian and Fenglin raised their heads at the same time, and a breath of qi went straight through the nine heavens, and the entire Qiyao Moyi Heaven had to face this unscrupulous force.

Tut. Xiaoyao Hou stroked the head of the dog in his hand with a gloomy face, for him, it was impossible to accept that such a big living person as Yanqing disappeared out of thin air, let alone say goodbye.

That's not his style.

"Something must have happened. The blood and qi were free in the seven orifices, and one after another figures walked out of Xiaoyaohou's body, all of them were the same as him, and they dispersed in all directions without stopping for a moment, looking for the traces of the green dragon, Luo Huhu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the murderous aura burst out involuntarily.

The Huaihua Tiger Cavalry, the Heavenly Euphorbia and the Wind Nightmare Army could no longer remain silent, and the bloodline seal set up by Ao Buregret collapsed inch by inch, and a pair of dragon horns rose above everyone's heads. The tiger roared, the dragon man groaned, the strong evil qi gradually materialized, the black yin surging seeped out of the void, pouring into the body of the Heavenly Euphorbia and the Huaihua Tiger Rider, stimulating them to become more and more violent and bloodthirsty, the dragon blood is the most brutal and dark bloodline between heaven and earth at the same time, provoking a dragon to be angry will flood the sky and rain and sink the land, not to mention...... It's dragons who are stronger than them.

"It seems that there are still people who can't get along with me. Ao Buregret's palms were extremely hot, and his face was murderous.

Everybody knows that whoever goes against me can't die well.

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Seven Yao Mo Yi Tian, Wansen Rift

The green shirt covered in blood had a dim blue light in his eyes, and he looked at the two leisurely golden armors in front of him expressionlessly, and behind him was a helpless cyan dragon curled up on the ground.

"I can't hold it anymore. Tsing Yi chuckled, and his not very burly body fell to the ground with a bang.