Ah Yin knew that she would never be able to go back to this Lingyin Sect, she would never want to go back, and she would never be able to go back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A bright purple dragon emerged from the overwhelming sword light.

The giant dragon was very huge, ten times taller than the largest single fox hall of the Spirit Yin Sect.

The dragon floated in the air, two eyes that shone with golden light, and looked down at the beings like ants on the ground.

Ayin felt a burst of dragon pressure coming over the surface.

Many deacon disciples who did not cultivate enough had already been directly paralyzed on the ground by this coercion.

Ayin raised his head without changing color. Even though she couldn't fly now and had to look up at the purple dragon, she wasn't afraid at all. Maybe it's because she also has the power of a god that is almost equal to that of a dragon, and comes from the god of the owl.

It was destined to be a contest between gods and gods.

There was a gleam in the dragon's eyes.

It slowly opened its bloody mouth, and it seemed that it could almost swallow the entire single fox hall.

A voice suddenly came out from the Shan Fox Palace: "Cover your ears quickly." ”

This sound was obviously a reminder to the slightly weaker deacon disciples outside the door. 、

These words fell on everyone's ears, not only those disciples, but even some elders, who quickly covered their ears.

After all, the attack from the dragon chant is not so fun.

Ayin didn't cover it.

She didn't do anything to stop Long Yin's attack. Because such an attack is only an appetizer for a dragon.

If she can't even resist such an attack, then what qualifications does she have to let the head of the sect Zhenjun use his life's cultivation to deal with it.

When the dragon's mouth opened to its maximum, a strong air flow flowed out of its mouth.

It's like a long breath. It was endless, but it was mixed with a thunderous force, breaking the surrounding air.

Ayin heard a monosyllabic sound, and it sounded in the mouth of the dragon in front of her. However, this loud noise, the sound shook the sky, not like it came out of the mouth of the opposite dragon, but like a sound from heaven and earth.

"Roar—"

The dragon chant has a kind of earth-destroying momentum.

A strong wave that started from the dragon's mouth and gradually erupted in all directions.

It is a sonic attack that can cause the earth to tremble.

Even the single fox peak under his feet began to tremble slightly.

A cloud of earthy yellow dust rose from the ground and flew into the air, obscuring the sky.

Shan Hutang was also a little unable to hold on, and it shook like it was about to collapse, and the door frame also made a creaking sound. The roof was almost torn off by the gust of wind.

Everyone even had a hallucination, and even the paint on the walls and floors seemed to be scraped away by the dragon chant.

Wherever the dragon's roar floated, it shook like crazy.

The elders couldn't stand it anymore and used their defensive skills to ensure that they wouldn't be blown over by this dragon roar.

Ayin didn't make any moves, and still stood there unharmed, just like a black bird stone sculpture in front of the main hall of the Single Fox Hall.

No matter how the wind and rain blow, there are horizontal and vertical, but Ayin does not move at all.

This burst of dragon groans is just an appetizer for the dragon.

For Ayin, how is it not an appetizer?

At best, it just made Ayin feel a little uncomfortable in the eardrums, a little dizzy and tinnitus.

There was already an earth-shattering tremor around him, but Ayin's surroundings were like a vacuum, and they were not affected by this dragon roar at all.

The dragon's breath lasted for a long, long time.

It wasn't until near the end that the earthquake-like shaking slowly subsided.

Dragon's Breath stops. The dragon closed its mouth.

The surroundings also became quiet.

The disciples who covered their ears finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the dragon's groan pass.

The elders' faces were relieved.

And the head of the house, Zhenjun, opposite Ah Yin, showed a pale face.

Ah Yin could feel that the head of the sect, Zhenjun, was overdrawing his spiritual power.

Although I don't know how long he can hold on, Ah Yin knows that the head of the real monarch is dying.

As long as Ayin lasts longer, the better it will be for herself.

Such a key trend, of course, is impossible to ignore.

So he's going to stretch and make a quick decision.

A whistle streaked through the air.

The dragon seemed to hear the command, and suddenly lowered its head.

The head of the real monarch jumped forward. The dragon slowly rose again.

I saw a purple figure, holding a sword, standing proudly on the back of the dragon.

Riding the dragon, among all those present, is an impossible thing to do.

But it did happen right in front of my eyes.

Everyone looked up at the purple figure standing proudly on the dragon's back, and their eyes revealed more admiration and respect than consternation.

In the history of Shikoku, how many people can have the qualifications to control dragons?

Just looking at it with your own eyes seems to be an honor.

The head of the sect, Zhenjun, stood on the back of the dragon and slowly raised his sword.

The phantom of the sword suddenly became shining.

The head of the sect Zhenjun opened his mouth, but he gently spit out a word.

"Kill."

The tone was very indifferent, but everyone could hear the anger in the words of the head of the family.

The dragon let out a short, breath.

It turned its head and turned its head at Ayin.

Although the dragon's eyes are like pillars of light, they emit golden aura. But at that moment, Ayin still felt that the dragon was watching her.

The dragon began to swim in the air.

Start accelerating slowly, gradually.

Due to the large and heavy body of the dragon, and the dragon's swimming speed eventually becomes very fast, this period of time is considered to be a very cumbersome and long process.

However, no matter how fast the dragon swam, how fast it turned, and how fast it spun, the master was still firmly attached to its back, as if it were completely integrated with the dragon.

The dragon hovered high in the air for a while, and suddenly swerved down from the clouds and swooped down towards Ayin. In the golden aura, a murderous aura flashed.

Ayin sensed a threat.

She knew that this time, she had to resist with her Yin Spirit Power.

Ah Yin's heart moved.

A healthy wing shook on his back.

A black flame quickly grew from Ayin's body, enveloping her entire body.

Ah Yin's hands turned into a pair of sharp claws of the gods. The claws were ugly, so ugly that Ayin couldn't believe it was his own claws.

Ayin was taken aback. However, at this time, appearance is not important, it is more important to be able to use it.

Ayin stretched out the claws of the dark, swirling black weapons.

And the dragon rushed at a speed like a wind.

A loud bang sounded in the air like lightning and thunder.

"Boom!"

At the moment of impact, the heavens and the earth almost trembled.

All of them turned their heads, dodging the massive shock wave that was like a thunderstorm falling down. (To be continued.) )