Long Jiuyao is like a rock 'n' roll veteran, and tonight he completely lit up the entire Western Regions.

The common people of the Western Regions have lived for decades, and they have never seen anyone's dragon flying with its head down.

The people rubbed their eyes, fixed their eyes, and wiped them! Who the is this hero, flying in the sky with a dragon!

Long Jiuyao shouted in a thousand-mile voice: "Sun thieves on the border, your grandfather Long is about to cross the border! Are you ready?"

On the border of the Western Regions, hundreds of Western cultivators gathered, including many backbone cultivators of Western churches.

There were at least nearly ten Golden Immortal level cultivators, and there were dozens of cultivators who were close to the Golden Immortal level, so in normal times, Long Jiuyao might not be able to pass from here.

However, today Long Jiuyao has a weapon in his hand that is more lethal than the Falling Thunder Scepter, the Holy Dragon!

"This Long Jiuyao is so rampant that he doesn't even take our cultivators in the Western Continent seriously!"

"Don't show mercy to your subordinates for a while, even if you chop Long Jiuyao into meat sauce, it's okay, we want the thunder god power in his body, don't live!"

"Yes! Kill Long Jiuyao! Kill Long Jiuyao!"

“......”

The army of cultivators in the Western Continent was already boiling, but it was only a temporary headache and brain fever.

When they watched a hill move towards them, they were already confused!

The holy dragon wanted to shout at the cultivators below and tell them to hurry up and dodge, but unfortunately his acupoint was sealed by Long Jiuyao with aura, and he couldn't move, and he was even deprived of the right to speak.

"Sun thieves, your Grandpa Long is here! Get ready, I'm going to beat your little ass!"

As soon as Long Jiuyao opened his mouth, the crowd was furious, and ten Golden Immortal cultivators immediately rushed towards Long Jiuyao.

"Bang!"

Long Jiuyao picked up the holy dragon and immediately smashed them back.

"I play with all kinds of knives, guns and sticks, what weapons do I like the most, nunchucks are soft and rigid...... Hmph, hey, use nunchucks...... The beautiful divine dragon swings its tail ...... "Long Jiuyao picked up the holy dragon as if it had entered a no-man's land, and with a gesture, he saw that the group of cultivators in the west fell to the ground in pieces.

The holy dragon, the body is hard, the claws and dragon horns are as hard as a sword, extremely sharp, it is simply a natural weapon!

"Oh yes, look at you dragon, how can you kill yourself with your Western siblings!"

The holy dragon was about to explode when he heard this, and he was killing each other, obviously you and me were the weapons!

Long Jiuyao picked up the holy dragon and slashed it, and one person's right arm was instantly torn apart by the dragon horn of the holy dragon.

"Oops! It has nothing to do with me! This dragon did it. Long Jiuyao said with an innocent face.

Meanwhile, Lena and Carl each led their men towards the border.

The two groups were not together, one from the east and the other from the west, but the movements and expressions of the two groups were the same!

"Goddess, who are you asking us to save? Long Jiuyao, or are you a cultivator from our Western Continent?"

It's no wonder that the cultivators of the church raised this kind of question, even Lina felt that those cultivators in the Western Continent were a little pitiful, they were simply beaten by Long Jiuyao, and they had no power to fight back at all!

Lina saw Long Jiuyao wielding the holy dragon in his hand with a tiger and a tiger, beating the cultivators of the Western Continent to whine and wail!

"Forget it, you guys go back first. Lina dispersed her subordinates, looking at Long Jiuyao with adoring eyes.

The other side.

"Lord Priest, there seems to be someone from the Great Shrine in front of you, should we go up and help?"

"Help!" Karl frowned and reprimanded: "Long Jiuyao is the descendant of Thor, we are the believers of Thor, who do you say to help?"

"Oh, I know about the priest. ”

When the believer finished speaking, he was about to lead someone forward, but Karl grabbed him and said, "Why are you going? You're not afraid of death?"

"Lord Priest, didn't you say it, let's help Long Jiuyao?" the believer scratched his head and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Why don't you go up and help? ”

After Carl finished speaking, he stood in place and looked lively, he was terrible to death, Long Jiuyao is now violent, going up at this time is tantamount to looking for death, in case he is accidentally injured by Long Jiuyao, it will not be good.

Long Jiuyao waved the holy dragon, and as he was playing, a roar suddenly came from the sky.

"Bold maniac, am I really no one in the West!"

As the words fell, an extremely strong wave of fighting spirit erupted in the west, and an old man with white hair flew in the sky, flew over quickly, and stood in front of Long Jiuyao.

The old man's face was flushed, and his white hair fluttered without wind: "Boy, let go of my mount!"

Good guy, Long Jiuyao wondered where this guy came from so much anger, and he was carrying someone else's mount in his hand.

"Oops! where did the old miscellaneous hair come from, come and let me spank it!" Long Jiuyao said this, but he was actually a little surprised in his heart.

The old guy in front of him turned out to be a beginner god-level fighter and a dragon knight.

Long Jiuyao is only a little stronger than him, not to mention that the old man still has the holy dragon, it is really difficult to say.

"Boy, listen up, I'm Charles, the god of fighting, I'll be caught, I'll leave you a whole corpse!"

"Dream on, go to you!" Long Jiuyao said, throwing the holy dragon in his hand at Charles.

Charles stabilized the holy dragon with his fighting spirit, and asked with concern, "Yami, are you okay?"

"I'm okay master, this guy is so hateful!

The holy dragon Yami spat out a burst of flame towards Long Jiuyao, and Charles shot at Long Jiuyao with a fighting spirit.

"Oh yes!" Long Jiu Yao dodged their attack sideways.

The group of cultivators in the Western Continent below had basically been scrapped, and Long Jiuyao picked up the Thunder God Scepter and appeared in front of Yami in an instant.

Raising the Thunder Scepter in his hand, he slammed it into Yami's head.

"Bang!"

Yami's hard dragon horns were suddenly smashed by Long Jiuyao, and blood continued to flow from his head, which made Charles feel distressed.

"Boy, you go to die!" Charles roared and rushed towards Long Jiuyao.

Open the dantian realm, quickly summon the mountain and river community map, Long Jiuyao shook the mountain and river community map, took Charles in, and then jumped into the mountain and river community map.

"What about people?"

The cultivators who watched the excitement looked at the two who had disappeared, and they were all a little surprised in their hearts.

The map of the Mountains and Rivers Society floated in the air, and when Yami saw that his master was accepted by this painting, he used a powerful thunderbolt magic to bombard the Mountains and Rivers Society.

How can the best innate spirit treasure be easily damaged by people, Yami felt that the aura in his body was about to be hollowed out, and the mountains and rivers were stunned that nothing happened, and he still exuded divine light.

Mountains and rivers in the map.

"Old Zamao, do you know what kind of treasure this is?" asked Long Jiuyao arrogantly.

Charles said with a gloomy gaze: "Mountains and rivers society Ji Tu, your supreme spiritual treasure of the Eastern Daoist!"

"Hahaha, it's a good thing, I'll leave you some time to enjoy life, and I'll come back to you when I kill that four-legged snake. Long Jiuyao took out a magic pen and drew a door, and swaggered out of the mountains and rivers society.