In the land of the East China Sea, the tides are surging, and the huge waves are rolling, like endless water dragons turning over rivers and seas, impacting the Terran tribes and bringing huge casualties to the Terrans. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the human race is brave and has no diminished fighting spirit, but on the side of the dragon race, it seems to be endless, and the dense dragon army appears from the bottom of the sea from time to time, occupying almost the entire East China Sea.

"Bang!" The three quasi-saint powerhouses made a move, and the old man of the dragon clan found the right time, and a black big sword slashed out, and the black mangs collapsed into the mountain, like black thunder, hitting Qiao Feng's body.

Qiao Feng was fighting against the other two quasi-saints, and without checking, he was seriously injured by the old man of the dragon clan in an instant, and a black big sword was inserted into Qiao Feng's chest.

"Drink!" Qiao Feng turned around and struck, slapped his palm on the body of the old man of the dragon clan, and with a bang, the old man's chest was deflated, and a strong surge came, and the five internal organs shook and were knocked down hundreds of zhang.

Stab!

Qiao Feng pulled out the big sword in his chest, and with a wave of his right hand, the sword swept out, cutting through the sky, and shot towards the two dragon clan quasi-saints;

The sea clan below suddenly revealed a large vacuum, but soon, it gathered again, and at a glance, it seemed to be boundless.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Qiao Feng was furious, the big sword in his left hand slashed horizontally, and the dragon descended in his right palm, and the vast aura spread, and the infinite power made him rampant, and his divine power was incomparable.

In just a few seconds, hundreds of thousands of dragon clan troops died tragically on the spot, and the fine meat foam was scattered into the sea out of thin air with a rain of blood.

"Qiao Feng, are you looking for death?!" The old man of the dragon clan was furious, his body suddenly changed into a giant dragon, and with a bang, a giant tail flicked over.

Qiao Feng immediately swung his sword and slashed away.

With a bang, Qiao Feng, along with the black big sword, was swept out by the giant tail for hundreds of zhang;

"Rubbish!" A low roar rang out in the ears of the three dragon clan quasi-saints, the eardrums were shattered, and a low, domineering voice echoed immortal, "It's just to kill a human race quasi-saint, it's so laborious?"

The dragon's roar, like Huang Zhongdalu, shook their heads and heads, as if they were about to explode.

"Die!"

A huge torrent fell from the sky, and a finger came from an inexplicable space, with a faint roar of the wind outside the sky, surrounding it, as if a giant pillar of optimus fell fiercely.

"It's not good! The person who came here is very strong, so that I can't even raise the slightest strength to resist!" Qiao Feng's heart was shocked, but his will was firm, his eyes were like lightning, his qi and blood surged, and he gradually stood up, full of unyielding.

"Qiao Feng is incompetent and can't save my human race, but the dragon clan is too domineering, do you really think that our human race is invincible?" Qiao Feng's voice spread all over the East China Sea, as loud as thunder, running through, "Although my body is dead today, my soul will not be destroyed!

"It's a pity you don't have a chance. A majestic voice came, and wherever the finger passed, countless human races were reduced to ashes, and not even a trace of soul was left.

"Really?" another inexplicable voice came, not loud, but it shook all directions, and a drop of starlight shone brightly, suddenly growing larger, like an eternal star, and slamming towards the Optimus finger.

Bang!

The stars and fingers shattered at the same time, and the monstrous power that emanated from them shattered the void, and the mighty qi spread away, as if it could destroy all things.

"Town!"

A young man in white clothes stepped through the void, his black hair danced wildly, and the eyes on his face were cold, like ten thousand years of ice, just by being stared at, he felt a chill down his spine.

With a light step, the void flattened and no longer collapsed.

On the other side, a figure that dominated the heavens slowly emerged from the void, as if a person had been there all along, he didn't make any other movements, his eyes moved slightly, and the collapsed void was instantly intact.

"Dragons, candle dragons?"

"Terran, Emperor?"

Li Mu and Candle Dragon spoke together, as if they were child's play, but their faces were solemn, and their majestic momentum confronted each other, and they actually fought against each other for a while.

"Meet Your Majesty the Candle Dragon!"

In ancient times, the candle dragon was the emperor of the dragon clan, so the dragon clan called him His Majesty.

"Meet the Emperor Ancestor!"

When the people of the human race saw Li Mu coming, they all bowed down with weeping, which was extremely miserable.

"What are you crying for?" Li Muyi frowned, he didn't like the Terrans crying, and said unhappily: "The Terrans can bleed and die, but they must not cry!"

"If you are dead, you are dead, and will the living weep forever?

Li Mu's words fell on the ears of the human race, shocking the hearts of the human race, the crying gradually disappeared, and the eyes full of hatred looked at the dragon clan opposite, like a man-devouring giant beast, with endless killing intent.

"Emperor, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense!" Candle Dragon listened to Li Mu's words, and gradually became impatient, his tone seemed to contain endless anger, as if a volcano was about to erupt, "Hand over the little prince of the Wulong Clan, and then use hundreds of millions of people to make amends for his crimes, and finally, bow down to the Wulong Clan, I can go around the human race to live!"

The candle dragon said extremely plainly, as if it was expected that the human race would not dare to resist.

"Little Prince of the Dragon Clan?" Li Mu said lightly, then looked at Qiao Feng and Yi Luo, the Great Elder of the Lieshan Tribe, and asked, "Where is he, bring it here!"

"Obey the orders of the Ancestor!" Yi Luo replied.

Qiao Feng stood behind Li Mu, his qi and blood lingering in his body, repairing the injuries in his body, and beside Qiao Feng, the four or five Soul Realm powerhouses stood solemnly, looking at the dragon clan's cold killing intent without concealment.

They are the power of other human tribes within a radius of millions of miles, and they have only broken through in recent years, so they did not go out to practice, but to consolidate their own realm, and when they heard that this place was attacked by the dragon clan, they immediately rushed over.

And during this period of time, the Terrans within a radius of millions of miles still rushed over, and there were even many people on the way; the Terran Ancestral Hall was also shaken, and the Suiren Clan and the other three ancestors heard the news and quietly waited for Li Mu's decision.

Seeing that there were more and more strong people in the Terran race, the candle dragon couldn't help frowning, especially the three ancestors of the Terran race, he could feel a ray of threat, which made his heart extremely unhappy.

"Emperor Heavenly Ancestor, bring it to the little prince of the Dragon Clan!" Yi Luo dragged a half-dead divine dragon over and threw it away at once, extremely barbaric and extremely rude.

"Roar, so daring!" the candle dragon was furious in his heart, his eyes were like knives and electricity, and as soon as he pointed out, the black air flow rolled out, like a black knife, and slashed towards Yiluo.

"Scatter!" As soon as Li Mu opened his mouth, a stream of air erupted from his mouth, hitting the black knife, turning into a cloud of black mist, which was blown away by the sea breeze.

"Emperor, do you want to lead the human race to find death?" the candle dragon jumped like thunder, but his tone was extremely flat, like a prelude to a storm. (To be continued.) )