I saw that in mid-air, the body of the dragon god was standing, but his chest was pierced by a hand, and the beating dragon heart was clenched by it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

With a 'snap', the beating dragon heart was pinched and exploded by the big hand, the brilliance on the dragon god's body dimmed, and a breath of death quietly diffused in mid-air.

"Dragon God!"

"Lord Ryujin!"

Seeing this scene, the monks of the Dragon Clan on the ground were also shocked, and they all shouted loudly.

They couldn't believe that the invincible dragon god who killed Feng Zu would actually be attacked by someone, and even crushed the dragon's heart and body to death in one fell swoop.

Compared with the exclamation and disbelief of the dragon clan, the Feng clan side seemed excited, and one after another women shouted:

"Good kill!"

"Great, this thief who killed Feng Zu has finally been killed!"

"Haha, bastard of the dragon clan, now this thief is dead, look at what you still have, haha......"

Under the attention of the audience, Aotian slowly withdrew his hand, frowned and looked at the dragon god in front of him: "What's the matter, why is this guy not dead?"

In the next second, an angry shout resounded: "Second brother!"

I saw that the white light dissipated, and the bodies of the ancestral dragon and the candle dragon were separated, and the ancestral dragon was not damaged at all, but the body of the candle dragon had a big hole, and the breath on the body had fallen silent, and it was obviously dead.

Seeing this scene, a trace of murderous intent and horror flashed in Aotian's eyes, and he muttered in his heart: "Is it similar to the Blue Emperor's merging technique?"

At the same time, Aotian's gaze was also fixed on Zu Long's body.

The candle dragon has been killed, and Feng Zu has also died, and now there is only the ancestral dragon alone.

Similarly, Zu Long's gaze was also staring at Aotian, his body was full of murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you!"

In this regard, a trace of disdain flashed in Aotian's eyes, and he shook his right hand full of blood, and said proudly: "I am Aotian, Ancestral Dragon, Phoenix Ancestor and Candle Dragon are dead, you should also die!"

As he spoke, Aotian arrived in front of Zu Long's body in a flash, and without the slightest hesitation, he slapped it out.

Seeing this, Zu Long did not sit still, and a dodge was to avoid Aotian's blow.

At the same time, the momentum on the ancestral dragon's body skyrocketed, breaking through the quasi-saint at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its dragon claws poked out, directly taking Aotian's heart, intending to pull out Aotian's heart.

Seeing this scene, Aotian's brows furrowed.

Zu Long's sudden improvement in cultivation during the Great War was beyond his expectations.

Although he had successfully attacked in the past and shattered the Merge Technique in one fell swoop, he was relying on a sneak attack after all, and if he fought head-on, he would not be a quasi-saint's opponent at all.

I thought that even if the ancestral dragon was immortal, coupled with the terrifying consumption before, it was also the Great Perfection of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and Aotian was completely sure that he could kill it, but now?

Ancestral Dragon broke through the quasi-saint in one fell swoop, and the mana that consumed heavily was also restored, and with the passage of strength, once the ancestral dragon stabilized the quasi-saint cultivation, he was afraid that he would be killed at that time.

Thinking of this, Aotian's eyes couldn't help but rise with a trace of murder and anger.

He never thought that his sneak attack would fail, although he killed the candle dragon, but compared to the ancestral dragon, the candle dragon is nothing.

Aotian couldn't help but shout in his heart: "No, we must fight quickly, and we must not give Zulong a chance to recover!"

A dodge dodged the ancestral dragon's blow, and a vigorous momentum poured out from Aotian's body, and even summoned the true body of the demon god who was thousands of feet tall.

Although the true body of the demon god is full of holes, but its power is not weak at all, taking advantage of the fact that the ancestral dragon has not yet completely consolidated his cultivation, Aotian suddenly slapped out with a palm, and shouted in a low voice: "Ancestral Dragon, die!"

In this regard, the ancestral dragon is not weak at all, when even if the true body of the ancestral dragon is manifested, a swing of the tail of the divine dragon is directly swept up.

Bang -

Dragon's tail and giant palm collide. A deafening roar rang out.

In the next second, the Demon God True Body and the Ancestral Dragon True Body retreated hundreds of miles at the same time.

For a time, within the Wanlin Mountain Range, many mountain peaks collapsed, and the impact of a blow was terrifying.

Stopped, a trace of cold light flashed in Aotian's eyes, and he said with some annoyance: "Damn, it's really difficult to deal with." ”

Zu Long was promoted to a quasi-saint, and this kind of combat power made him feel a little frightened.

He couldn't imagine that a quasi-saint's power could reach such a level.

Although Aotian Cheng was also a generation of Chaos Demon Gods once upon a time, the fact that Zu Long's true body was able to resist his Demon God True Body was still beyond his expectations.

A trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the ancestral dragon.

Although he knew that Aotian should not be underestimated, otherwise it would be impossible to break the merger technique under a sneak attack, and even killed the candle dragon.

But now, when he is promoted to a quasi-saint, he can't help the other party.

Unable to help it, Zu Long gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn, when did there be such a terrifying figure on the flood wilderness!"

At the same time, the hatred for Aotian for killing the candle dragon continued unabated, and almost instantly, the ancestral dragon roared in a low voice, and the dragon's tail swayed, turning into a golden streamer and rushing out, frantically killing Aotian.

Seeing this situation, Aotian was not afraid at all, and controlled the true body of the Chaos Demon God that was riddled with holes to face the battle.

Almost instantly, the two figures engaged in a fierce battle.

As the battle between Aotian and the ancestral dragon became more and more intense, the people of the Feng clan on the ground also came back to their senses.

After glancing at each other, the elders of the Feng Clan immediately shouted, "Sisters, kill these thieves of the Dragon Clan to avenge Feng Zu!"

In an instant, the voices of several people aroused the recognition of those Feng clans beside them.

With the sound of coquettish cheers, the monks of the Feng clan did not have the sorrow of Feng Zu's death, they each picked up the magic weapons in their hands, and the blades were towards the group of monks of the dragon clan.

Seeing this scene, the dragon clan monk was naturally not to be outdone!

In particular, the death of the candle dragon had a huge impact on many monks.

Although they can't do anything to Aotian, they can transfer this hatred to the Feng Clan, after all, if it weren't for the Feng Clan, there would be no today's war, and without today's war, things wouldn't have developed to such a point.

Almost instantly, in the ranks of the dragon monks, the shouts of killing also resounded deafeningly.

"Kill!"

In the next second, the monks of the dragon and phoenix clans collided together.

With the sound of shouting and killing, it was once again in the middle of the blood.

At the same time, on a lonely peak, the River Styx was also awakened by the sound of the battle between the dragon and phoenix clans, and his eyes were difficult to move away from the bodies of Aotian and Zulong, and after seeing the battle on the ground, the corners of his mouth suddenly outlined a trace of a cruel smile, and said happily: "Fight, fight, it's good to end up together." (To be continued.) )