"The dragon foal is going to win. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Suddenly Hu Batian sighed softly, as the head of the fourth great Liukou, he was the first person present, even the current Chutian was inferior, looking at the center of the wind and waves, he had already foreseen the result.

Everyone was taken aback and hurriedly looked, although the power of the dragon horse and the tsar distorted a trace of the laws of heaven and earth, they could still see a corner of the battlefield with their eyesight. Sure enough, after countless collisions and raging waves, the white dragon finally trampled the black dragon under its claws and whipped it fiercely.

The crowd admired it, worthy of being a dragon horse, even if he didn't make a move for 20 years, he still had the same demeanor.

But Zheng Tianhu shook his head slowly, he had a good relationship with Luo Qianchou, and he was one of the founders of a swarm of bees, although because Dantian Yuan could not break through the Mixed Yuan Realm in his life, but Luo Qianchou sent three strong people in the late stage of the Mixed Yuan for him to drive.

At this moment, with the help of the path swept out for him by a mixed yuan powerhouse, his eyes flashed, and he took a deep breath and said slowly: "Do you really think that the Tsar is a member of the Heavenly Demon Sect?" ”

Hu Batian and others are sluggish, and the Tsar's magic skills are shocking, is this still fake?

At this moment, on the battlefield, the tsar was knocked down by the dragon horse from the top of the nine heavens, and trampled on the Panlong Mountain fiercely, causing the entire mountain to be turbulent.

But he was not surprised, and laughed: "Long Ju, you can die, don't worry, after you die, I will continue to find the Ice Heart Fire Lotus for you, take care of your niece and daughter, and I won't let you go too worried." ”

"Infinite celestial phenomena, Shali Qiankun!"

He laughed insolently, smashed into the ground, and the black dragon that was suppressed by the dragon foal suddenly dispersed, turning into a little black light and rising into the sky.

And not only that, when the black light rushes up, it seems to wash away the lead, fading away the black of the evil and demons, but turning into a withered yellow color, like a desert border city, a little light, is a grain of sand.

Eventually, the black light turned into yellow sand, and the rushing torrent of the hundred giant peaks that had been shattered by their might suddenly stagnated, and was pulled by the tsar to form a huge whirlpool and roll towards the center.

If you look down from the heavenly dome, this scene is extremely shocking, the torrent in all directions slowly swirls towards the seat of the Tsar, piling up to form a huge mountain that towers and contains a hundred peaks into one.

The Tsar laughed wildly, his voice was no longer hoarse, but became magnificent and reckless, even if he didn't use a trace of True Yuan, he could instantly resound through the nine heavens and ten earths.

"Long Ju, suffer death, I am the emperor of the sand, all the earth and stones in the world must obey my orders, a piece of sand is a Qiankun, now that millions of Qiankun are pressed, can you still not die?" The Tsar roared, he had just been suppressed by the dragon horse, but now he had turned into a monstrous mountain, and the torrent around him was still surging, uplifting his body.

And the dragon horse was trampled under his feet, although the white dragon was fierce and brave, even in the monstrous torrent that could kill the Dan realm, it could stir up monstrous waves. But he is a person after all, and the Tsar's Shali Qiankun has already involved celestial phenomena and laws, how can people fight against the sky? In the end, it could only be swallowed up by the torrent, crushed under the Tsar's monstrous giant mountain, and could not move.

"Huh-" The dragon horse roared in the sky, and the white dragon kept swimming, and its body was all over the giant mountain, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

But the magnitude of the struggle became smaller and smaller, and the giant mountain transformed by the tsar slowly solidified, and finally collapsed, and the dragon foal made a mournful sound.

The hearts of the people outside Baifeng trembled, is this the strength of the Tsar? Borrowing the vast heavenly power in one, melting the endless sea of sand into a giant mountain, this kind of might, don't talk about the dragon horse, I'm afraid that even if Bao Dan comes, he will die by pressing one, right?!

"Big brother?!" The dragon foal man yelled, unable to accept this result, and wanted to rush in to save the dragon foal, but was stopped by the dragon foal powerhouse who still had a touch of reason, and they stared at the center of the battlefield, not believing that the god of war in their hearts would be defeated.

"Tsar, Tsar...... The Emperor of the Sands, that's what it meant. The Decepticons looked at the giant Yue that the Tsar had incarnated, and his body trembled. He was born in the Heavenly Desolate Palace, and he also took the path of body refining, but his small body is not comparable to the giant Yue transformed by the Tsar!

Chu Tian stared at the dragon horse in the center of the battlefield, who was suppressed by the tsar, and suddenly asked: "Since you all know the tsar's killer weapon, then presumably the dragon foal also knows, right?" ”

Zheng Tianhu raised his eyebrows, looked at Chu Tian and smiled playfully, and said, "Do you know why my boss hasn't come here today?" ”

Chu Tian looked at him, Zheng Tianhu laughed, looked at the irresistible tsar like a mountain in the center of the battlefield, and said disdainfully: "Because the outcome of this battle has already been decided. ”

"Is this your strongest state?" In the center of the battlefield, within the endless torrent rewinding, the dragon horse that had endured the monstrous giant mountain suddenly looked up at the upper part of the mountain.

There, the face of the tsar slowly condensed, although it was only made of sand and stone, but it was more vivid.

He looked at Long Ju indifferently and said lightly, "How? ”

Long Ju nodded and said, "Yes, I feel a little bit, if I come to another hundred peaks, maybe it can really crush me to death." ”

"But right now, not yet." He smiled, turned from a dragon to a man, and held up the sky with one hand.

There was a boom, as if the world had been opened, and the giant mountain formed by the gathering of hundreds of peaks was suddenly split out of a winding crack from the bottom to the top.

The dragon horse rose from the ground and rushed out of the crack, and he stood on the top of the mountain, and once again pressed down with one hand.

A small person, a magnificent mountain, it is impossible to put together a comparison, but now it is so distinct, under the palm of the dragon horse, the Tsar turned into a mountain of thousands of feet, at a speed visible to the naked eye, collapsed downward.

The Tsar roared, and the mountains were turbulent, but he couldn't escape the hands of the dragon foal, and countless sands broke away from the mountains and turned into a big dragon to bite the dragon foal, but he couldn't even get close to the dragon foal's body. Ten thousand black mist emerged from the mountains and surged towards every inch of the dragon horse's body, but the dragon horse just snorted coldly, and the black mist turned into yellow sand and withered.

In the end, the mountain, but a few breaths of time, was pressed into the ground by the dragon horse, the huge Panlong Mountain was originally the terrain of vast hills, but now it has become a thousand zhang desert.

But the dragon horse's methods are not only that, constantly pinching the earth, countless yellow sand swirls around him, and finally he was pressed into the shape of a mountain peak and planted under Panlong Mountain.

After another hundred and ten breaths, the original thousand zhang of yellow sand has disappeared, and in its place are the hundred peaks, and even the geographical location and height of each peak are exactly the same as the original. It was as if their illusion during the battle just now was actually not carried out at all, but the bare surface of Baifeng told the ferocity of the battle just now.

The appearance of the hundred peaks was horrified by everyone, just now the tsar gathered a hundred peaks as a mountain was already an unimaginable means for them, but now the dragon horse pressed a mountain for a hundred peaks, obviously more powerful and mysterious than the tsar's means.

In the depths of the five rogues stationed in the dragon foal, a swarm of bees, black flame demons, decepticons, and sea dragons, the pupils of the five powerhouses in the early stage of Baodan shrank and shrank, and their hearts trembled and trembled.

But in fact, he is usually a loner in his own rogues, and even if it is the words of the dragon colt czar, he doesn't care much.

But now, I am afraid that I will not dare to play a big name anymore if I borrow a hundred more dares, no matter whether the dragon horse presses a mountain for a hundred peaks, just the tsar gathers a hundred peaks for a mountain, I am afraid it is enough to be comparable to the middle stage of Bao Dan.

"Dragon Pony!" On the battlefield, there was yellow sand rushing out of the newly pressed hundred peaks, condensing into the figure of the tsar in mid-air, he suddenly spat out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, took nine steps back, looked up at the location of the dragon horse, and roared fiercely.

"Now, the winner should be divided, right?" Tiger Batian patted his little heart, feeling that he was almost out of breath, if the battle had not been stopped twenty years ago, I am afraid that there would be no ten rogue now.

Because they don't have the face to stand side by side with the Dragon Pony Tsar and others!

"Not yet, as the Black Flame Demon Boss, even if even Mr. Yi, who is extremely wise in the world, is counted dead by him, how can it be so simple?" Zheng Tianhu sneered, at this moment, all the turmoil was flattened by the dragon horse, and he was a little proud of the breeze, pretending to be a master in front of so many powerful bigwigs, he said that he really had a lot of face.

Well, he said that everything he knew was secretly tricked out last night with Luo Qianchou's cliché.

"Not done yet?" Tiger Batian and the other seven major bosses glared, Rao is Bai Yutang secretly wiped his sweat, if he wanted to gather Baifeng for one Yue and press one Yue for Baifeng, he would really doubt his life.

At this moment, he saw on the field, the Tsar looked at the dragon horse who was still dressed in white and the snow was full of unimaginability, he couldn't believe that the battle that he had planned for twenty years ended with such a result.

You must know that he borrowed the power of Baifeng, if he changed the battlefield, he might not be so strong, but even so, he still couldn't stop that person from shaking the sky with one hand?

"I don't believe it!" He looked up to the sky and roared, full of hideousness, if he lost to Chu Qingyun, it would be fine, but twenty years ago, Long Ju was obviously a lackey-like figure of Chu Qingyun, and he was an existence on a par with Chu Qingyun, and now twenty years later, he is not even as good as Chu Qingyun's dog?

"Long Ju, I didn't want to use cultivation to suppress you, but since you are looking for death, don't blame the deity for being ruthless!" The Tsar's expression suddenly turned cold, and he recovered and looked at the dragon colt indifferently.

Long Ju raised his eyebrows and looked at him, because of Long Shu's affairs, he had neglected the wild cultivation world for 20 years, and his understanding of the tsar was naturally not as good as Luo Qianchou, and at this moment he thought that the tsar still had hole cards that he didn't know.

I saw the tsar leisurely stepping into the void, walking towards the dragon horse a hundred zhang away, and every time he stepped on it, he would surely cross a distance of three zhang.

But the terrifying thing is not that, but every time he takes a step, the Tsar's cultivation realm rises at a terrifying speed.

Yes, it is cultivation for the realm, not cultivation for strength.

Strength refers to the true combat power, while realm refers to the cultivation realm.

And the tsar was originally the Great Perfection in the late stage of the mixed yuan, and at this moment, he was ascending again...... Hug Dan!