The chubby black cat was gone, and what appeared in the sky was an ancient fire god dragon with a length of tens of thousands of feet.

On the black scales, there are extremely complex ancient patterns engraved on them, which are bright and dazzling.

And the crystal clear keel, inch by inch, submerged into the dragon soul and fused perfectly.

At this moment, above the sky, seven seven and forty-nine thunder tribulations suddenly fell, intertwined into a bright yellow dense and thick power grid, and bombarded the body of the cheap dragon one by one.

"Woooo

"Whoa—"

Above the sky, in the thick clouds, a pitch-black divine dragon was baptized by the heavenly thunder tribulation, rolling and shuttling in the dark clouds, and from time to time let out extremely miserable screams.

Ling Luo was on the ground, looking extremely nervously at the scene of the cheap dragon's skin blooming in the sky, and felt frightened.

He ...... Is it really okay? ”

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes narrowed like a black hole, and he said in a deep voice: "Prison is now washing bones and reshaping the dragon's body, this is a process of death and rebirth, and it is very painful. ”

"It should be able to survive, cheap dragon, he hopes to have a dragon body of his own." Ling Luo sighed softly, with a hint of anticipation in his voice.

While watching the cheap dragon being scorched and bloody, he secretly helped him count in his heart, ten, twenty, thirty, forty, forty-six.

And three thunderbolts!

The last nine realms are also the most turbulent and intense!

"Boom-"

The forty-seventh thunderbolt fell, and the body of the cheap dragon was blasted in half.

"Boom—"

The forty-eighth thunderbolt fell, and the body of the cheap dragon was blasted into four sections.

"Boom—"

The forty-ninth thunderbolt descended, and the body of the cheap dragon hung down directly from the Nine Clouds, and at the speed of free fall, it fell wildly, directly becoming a meat paste.

With an extremely terrible scream, Ling Luo's eyes suddenly widened, and her heart suddenly cooled when she looked at the large pool of broken bones and blood mud that fell from the nine clouds in the courtyard.

Failed?

Didn't hold on?

"Hell!" Ling Luo roared, his voice trembling slightly, full of fear.

No...... No, it won't!

He is so bad, how can a wicked person like him really be killed by thunder?

She didn't believe it!

I don't believe it!

Ling Luo's eyes were red, she didn't care about it, she rushed directly to the boundless mountains in the courtyard that were scorched black by the thunder, and found the location of the dragon's head.

Lifeless red black eyes, the size of a lantern, and a face of extreme pain and hideousness.

Ling Luo trembled and stretched out his hand and placed it on the tip of the dragon's nose - there was not a trace of breath.

She only felt that the blood in her whole body suddenly became extremely cold, and there was a very important string in her brain, which broke with a "bang".

"Hell! Wake up! Get up for me! Ling Luo's pupils lost focus, and his hands trembled as he grabbed the dragon's beard, and his eyes were covered with a misty twilight.

"You cheap dragon who doesn't talk much! What did you say when you made a contract with me? You said that I helped you kill Chaos, and you helped me kill Chu Ye and Ling Ying, what about your promise? You're dead before you can cash in, and you're still not a man?! ”

Ling Luo roared hysterically at the corpse of the cheap dragon, her emotions were out of control, and there was something warm on her face, rolling down.

"It's noisy."

A cheap voice appeared in Ling Luo's mind.