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What was in the palace she didn't know, and no one present knew it. The battle that can alarm the arrival of the peak disciples naturally means that the things in it are not trivial, or rather...... Maybe it's because there are three powerful dragon guardians, so they think that what is inside must be extraordinary.

"What the hell is in that palace, and why are you working so hard for that?" Koizumi asked.

Now they were already in the ranks of the Heavenly Emperor Sect's disciples, watching everything that was happening in front of them. For ten days, they watched everything like this, including watching the ocean-like water source turn into water vapor and disappear in the joint attack of the major peak disciples.

However, what the hell is going on? How powerful are those three dragon clans? None of the top disciples can hurt any of them.

All kinds of doubts are also what shocked Koizumi Xiaomin. Because this kind of battle is appalling.

"What should we do? The three people in front of us are even more powerful than we thought!" Rao Yuanchen looked at it, not knowing what to do next for a while.

Ten days! All of their peak disciples and the three people in front of them fought for ten days, except for razing the surrounding areas to the ground and the water droplets dried up, they made no progress, and they couldn't even force any of them back, and they couldn't threaten them.

Of course, it also included the reason why the two peak disciples of the Emperor Spirit Sect did not make a move, and Dao Pingliang and Sikong Xingchen were almost neutral, which made it very difficult for the remaining few peak disciples to fight.

"What else can we do? The palace in front of us is estimated to be untouched. Peng Qingshan's stump order in front of him was suspended, exuding the aura of death like a posthumous Hades order.

The stump was the size of a shield, and the aura of black and red lingered in it. When it is quiet, it is like dust and smoke, and when it moves, it is like a devil with teeth and claws, which is terrifying.

"It's okay, it's good that we have time, so we can still play with their dragon people for a while. "Xiao Shaolong's Heavenly Sword is in his hand, steady as a rock, and it is cold. His sword is only taken between life and death. His mangs only take the head of people.

It's just that the dragon guardian in front of him gave him a headache, and he was extremely ......

"Thirty-six moves of the Divine Fist!" Tie Sanzi Huang Ji fist in his hand, at this moment, it is not as good as Rao Yuanchen and the others to talk nonsense, the muscles of the upper body of ** bulged, and the body suddenly disappeared flat. When he reappeared, he came directly to Chong Huihui's body, and his fist with a red aura slammed into him.

The force of the fist powdered the air, causing the air in front of Chong Huihui to suddenly stagnate, as if time stood still.

This kind of power that breaks the balance of space is a force that transcends nature, that is to say, at this moment, the strength of Tie Sanzi actually faintly surpasses the mortal body and reaches the realm of immortals!

"Long Xiao Yu Ye!" Chong Hui Hui had already locked the aura of Tie Sanzi when he disappeared. So Tetsu Sanzi came, but she didn't fight back unceremoniously.

The dragon roars in the wild, and in the dragon pan earth, the dragon has regrets flying in the sky, and the mountain collapses and the ground cracks when the ground is shaken. When the sky is shaken by the sky, the heaven and the earth are powdered.

Power to power, the most primitive power bombardment made Tie Sanzi and Chong Huihui attack each other at the same time.

Rumble!

The air suddenly twisted, causing the surrounding air to disappear in an instant, and everyone felt suffocated at the same time. Even though they're breathing, ...... It didn't matter how much they breathed.

They are like fish that lack water, like people who can't breathe because they have their noses and mouths gagged. Everything was normal, but at this moment, the air froze or disappeared. Let them open their mouths and inhale desperately. But where is there still time to go? Is there still the air that used to make them feel comfortable and comfortable?

Rao Yuanchen and the others were okay, but they only frowned slightly when they felt this powdery air that made them unable to breathe.

However, the disciples who were thousands of kilometers away were extremely uncomfortable, their faces were frightened and frightened, their right hands covering their chests in discomfort, and their eyes were waiting for others to watch the shaking bombardment in the distance.

It's not Chong Huihui and Tetsu Sanzi who are shaking, but their power has broken the natural balance, distorting the space, and everything is changing in an instant.

"Doom ......"

Xia Ling was also uncomfortable at the moment, covering her chest with her right hand, and trying her best to breathe. However, there was no air, and she was uncomfortable, her whole body tensed, and she was extremely nervous.

This feeling of death is very close, and it can take her life in minutes. But she was reluctant to do her best, trying her best to dig out fresh air from this inexplicably airless surroundings, air that could make her whole body comfortable......

"Hoo ......"

Finally, when she opened her mouth like a life-saving grass to try to breathe, there was a breath that made her eyes widen.

It's air!

The kind of air I haven't felt in a long time, the air that is comfortable and comfortable.

Not only her, but everyone else also had excited, and began to breathe heavily, competing for breath.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples all exhaled like this, and this state of affairs did not end until everyone could breathe the air that used to make their whole body cells active without much effort, and this kind of air war that was exhausted, fatal, and needed to be fought for and captured.

After all, they were thousands of kilometers away from the battle, and the influence of this kind of time powder was limited, and they had recovered in a short period of time.

But even so, at this time, Xia Ling, like everyone else, had a sense of fear, and slowly retreated as she watched the scene of the battle between the peak disciple and the dragon warrior in front of her.

Sometimes death only needs to be experienced once, because once is enough to make all people never want to try that feeling again.

So they were afraid, afraid of death, and retreated.

Everyone knew if the next battle would befall them like the air had suddenly disappeared before.

They also believed that when the attack of the peak disciples "accidentally" flew diagonally on them, they would die! Absolutely, definitely!

Xia Ling was also retreating, watching Xiao Shaolong raise his sword against a dragon guardian, and also watched Rao Yuanchen's spear shake and shatter the earth against a dragon guardian. There is also Peng Qingshan, Tu Tian......

Once again, the battle raged, and they retreated, all retreating. There were even some people who staggered backwards and finally fell to the ground and screamed, which suddenly stirred up a thousand waves like a stone, causing many timid disciples to shout in fear, and they ran away, extremely embarrassed.

"Damn monk, don't you want to enter the palace one step!" Ima Ryu rested, a faint gold surrounding his body.

The golden blood of the dragon clan, that is the real dragon clan, the blood of the dragon, the dragon reaches the sky. The golden color is their pride, and it is also the pride of the dragons who have lived for tens of millions of years.

When the dragon's breath is surrounded by gold, it is the peak of the dragon warrior's fighting intent, and at this moment, facing the peak disciples, Chong Huihui and the others are not hiding their strength, and they are fighting with all their might.

"Whether you can enter or not, then it depends on whether you can stop us!" Xiao Shaolong killed the sword in his hand and swept towards Yijian. For a while, the dragon roared furiously, and then the white sword qi suddenly appeared, showing a hundred zhang dragon walking, and there was a faint two-horned canglong skull roaring, killing Yima.

"This kind of dragon intent attack is nothing more than a lizard to our true dragon warriors!" Ima chuckled disdainfully as he watched the sword vaporize into a dragon.

But seeing that his body was bowed, his hands were grasping the void and catching the white air dragon that was galloping towards him.

Roar!!

The sky suddenly sounded like thunder, and the roar made many retreating disciples panic to the end, some of them were prostrate on the ground and did not dare to move, and some were directly stunned by the sound of the dragon roar.

Powerful, incomparably strong air pressure descended from the sky, as if it was about to shatter everything, causing the surrounding world to turmoil. The mountains and trees are shaken, and the ground is cracked into lines.

"Run!!" As soon as the dragon's roar stopped, many disciples suddenly shouted as if they saw hope in the clouds, and fled again.

Xia Ling, Koizumi Xiaoling and the others also woke up from this feeling of being suppressed by the Wuyue Giant Mountain, and looked back at the battlefield thousands of kilometers away again.

But seeing a pair of more than ten zhang dragon claw phantom appeared on Yi Jian's hands, the dragon scales were shining, the dragon claws were sharp, and the hook claws and sawtooth were like being able to sharpen iron like mud to catch a hundred zhang white dragon. Let the hundred-zhang long dragon roar and twist its body, but the dragon's claws just caught it and couldn't move.

"Roar!"

Yima opened his mouth, and Long Xiao came out again. Push your hands hard!

Disheveled!

The hundred-zhang long dragon shattered and disappeared.

At the same time, Xiao Shaolong's body exploded back dozens of meters, and the killing sword in his hand trembled inexplicably, making a choking and piercing sound.

"I'm coming!" Peng Qingshan relayed at this moment, and the stump in his hand made it grow from small to big, as big as Taishan Beidou, and rammed into the dragon's claw.

"The dragon fights in the wild!" Yi Ma watched the mountain peak crash against him, his body was wide open, his feet violently pulled apart, and his hands were even more penetrating ten thousand forces and violently hit the mountain peak Taishan Beidou type.

"Let's go!" Xia Ling's eyes widened in horror when she saw this, and then she pulled Xiaoquan Xiaomin, who was already demented, and snatched it into the distance.

Needless to say, the powerful aftermath of this battle is enough to plunder them all, so run quickly, quickly, quickly!

Rumble!

In a moment, the sky was dark, and the earth shook. During the wild run, many disciples stumbled to the ground, and some disciples who were flying in the air accidentally shook and fell to the ground because the air was shaking.

The ground sank, and at this moment, it collapsed like a boom, and it turned into a cliff for a while, catching up with the disciples who were rushing in all directions.

"Help me!"

"Ahh

"Don't die, I don't want to die!"

......

Some fell under the collapsed ground, some were slammed into the hands of their companions and thrown backwards so that they could use their strength to speed up their running, and some were struggling with the verge of death.

Everyone, chaotic, countless disciples were frightened, roaring, helpless, confused, afraid, dying......

The slow ones all fell to the ground at the same time when they were deeply sunk in the ground, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead. Even if the speed is fast, it is better to be there, and many of them have a tightness in their chests, and they are injured and vomit blood.

(Enlightenment Book Network.)