The dragon dust slashed down, forcing the five people to burst out with the strongest attack, this was a shocking collision, and the terrifying power directly shook all six people away. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What happened to others, Longchen didn't know, Longchen felt as if he had been smashed away by a huge hammer, and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't expect that these five people would have such terrifying power, and this Fourth Heaven Opening Form would not be able to kill them in seconds.

But what Longchen didn't know was that those five people were even more shocked, almost going crazy, they were all the best of the eight-rank Skywalkers, almost invincible existences of the same level, when had they teamed up with others to resist the enemy?

Now not only do they have to join forces with others, but they also have five people joining forces, and they have burst out with the strongest strength, and they are still shocked and coughing up blood.

The three ancient clan powerhouses were better, after all, they had the bloodline of the Xuan Beast and their physical bodies were strong, but the two powerhouses of the Blood Killing Hall suffered and were almost shocked to death.

The whole body was covered in blood, the bones were broken almost inch by inch, and the man was like a mass of flesh, tumbling out.

Longchen didn't know about the situation of the others, he only felt uncomfortable, and his chest seemed to be pressed against a mountain, and he was shocked and flew out.

When he flew out upside down, the direction of the dragon dust flying upside down happened to be where Han Wenjun stayed, and he just happened to see the huge jar at a glance.

Longchen is no longer the rookie he was at the beginning, he recognized that the jar was an ancestor-level treasure at a glance, and without saying a word, he took out the black pot and smashed it over.

"Bang Dang"

There was a bang, and the iron pot slammed into the jar, which made the people in the jar miserable, which was like putting a group of rats under a huge bronze bell, and then striking it with a sledgehammer, that sour feeling, outsiders can't experience it at all.

All the strong people spurted out a mouthful of blood, feeling that their souls were about to be shaken away, and the blood from the ear holes slowly overflowed, and they couldn't hear anything for a while.

And those who have poor cultivation are directly shocked to death, and there are some unlucky people who not only fainted, but also died, and were directly shocked to death.

Those strong people who didn't faint didn't have time to feel lucky, and there was a loud bang, which shook their heads and almost turned into a pulp.

"Boom Boom ......"

The violent knocking sound outside continued, and Han Wenjun only reacted at this time, his hands were sealed, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ancestral weapon, ready to use the ancestral weapon to defend against the enemy.

However, after he squirted a mouthful of blood, he was shocked to find that the ancestral weapon had become weak, and there was even a burst of fear.

"Boom"

"Click, click, click......"

Under the horrified gaze of Han Wenjun and the others, the ancestral weapon of their ancient Korean country, the Pickled Heavenly God Jar, was shattered.

Endless pieces fell, revealing a sweaty dragon dust holding an iron pot.

At this time, the light wave storm had passed, and Long Chen looked at Han Wenjun with a sluggish face, wiped a handful of sweat and said: "Although you are a beast, I can't bear to see you suffocated in the kimchi jar, and finally broke the jar and saved you."

You don't have to thank me, it's all my duty, I still have something to do, I'll go first. ”

"Smack"

Long Chen said for a long time, and suddenly a big slap was slapped in the face of Han Wenjun, who was still confused, and one person followed the power of this slap and flew out upside down, like a bolt of lightning, flying towards the center of the battlefield.

Han Wenjun was slapped away by the dragon dust, half of his face was smashed, and his head was at least half smaller, but the men in the ancient country of Korea all had big pie faces, and half of the smaller was enough.

It's just that the slap of the dragon dust was so ruthless that it almost blew Han Wenjun's head, if it weren't for the powerful dragon vein blessing, he would have been slapped to death.

"Kill Them"

Xia Yunfeng and Xia Yunchong were overjoyed, the dragon dust was too strong, smashed the ancestral weapon, seriously injured Han Wenjun, and other strong people were also shocked into the clouds, it was the best time to kill the enemy, and they raised their weapons one after another and killed them.

And after Long Chen's slap of Han Wenjun, he flew towards the other side of the battlefield, where the five eighth-rank Skywalkers also struggled to stand up, Long Chen didn't want to give them any respite, he knew that those five people were also seriously injured.

It's just that Han Wenjun's ancestral weapon is too terrifying, if it is not abolished, once Han Wenjun uses it, he may kill Xia Yunchong and the others.

So Longchen smashed the ancestor-level pickle jar, and Longchen also had a thought, which was to see the mystery of the iron pot.

Even Longchen still has a glimmer of hope, that is, to see if the iron pot will wake up, if the iron pot wakes up, he is afraid that he will be able to walk sideways in the future.

You know, this iron pot was forged by the mysterious Ascendant himself, and later gave it even more powerful energy.

However, the iron pot is currently sleeping, like the egg of a monster, and it needs a lot of energy to hatch it.

And the last time Longchen smashed Yan Longding with an iron pot, Yan Longding later told Longchen that this iron pot was a rogue/hooligan, and every time it was smashed, it would draw a huge amount of its origin power, and if it was smashed again, it would be completely wasted.

So when Longchen saw the ancestral weapon, he almost reflexively played a hooligan, smashed it wildly, and sure enough, he found that the iron pot was very rogue/hooligan, and if he smashed it, the casting was a little weaker.

This time, the dragon dust didn't care so much, and it smashed it violently, and smashed an ancestral weapon that the ancient country of Korea had cultivated with countless painstaking efforts for hundreds of generations.

"Kill"

Long Chen put away the iron cauldron and ran straight towards the two Blood Killing Hall killers who were covered in blood and were healing their injuries with the power of the Heavenly Dao, and slashed them down with one sword.

"Boom"

The two were shocked and hurriedly resisted, but the dragon dust was extremely powerful, and the two of them were not good at strength, so they were shocked by the dragon dust and rolled out of the distance like a gourd.

The two of them have not fully recovered from their bodies, and they were shattered by the dragon dust, and they were covered in blood, if it wasn't for the two of them working together, they couldn't stop the dragon dust's knife at all.

"He's running out of strength, go up together and kill him!" a killer of the Blood Killing Hall shouted loudly.

The dragon dust had just stimulated the fourth form of the Open Heavens, and in an instant, he had extracted half of the power in his body, and now the spirit yuan was less than thirty percent, and his strength had indeed decreased.

But even if it is less than thirty percent, you must also know that there are 108,000 immortals in dragon dust, and three percent of the spirit yuan is twice as much as that of an ordinary eight-grade Skywalker.

You must know that at the beginning of the battle between Longchen and Dan Chu, Dan Chu was Dan Xiu, and Lingyuan was the most powerful monk among the monks except for wood cultivators.

Even if Dan Chu's spirit yuan was extracted so much, it was just a drop in the bucket for Dragon Dust.

Sancheng Lingyuan, enough dragon dust to kill these guys who are about to run out of oil, the killer of the Blood Killing Hall shouted like this, it is nothing more than to let the strong people of the ancient clan help them.

If the strong people of the ancient clan stand by and watch, they are very likely to be killed, which will not benefit anyone, and if they die, the people of the ancient clan will not be able to escape the hot hand of dragon dust.

Although the powerhouses of the ancient clan disdained to cooperate with these killers of the Blood Killing Palace, but at this time they also saw that the form was not good, the dragon dust was too terrifying, if the two were killed, their hope of victory would be even more slim, and the three of them had just regained a trace of strength, and at the same time they were killing against the dragon dust.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Long Chen's mouth, and the leather boot runes under his feet lit up, as if teleporting, rushing in front of the two, and the two long swords, like poisonous snakes, stabbed at Long Chen in two directions.

Even as an enemy, Longchen had to admit that the combined attack technique of the two was simply seamless.

Even in the face of a desperate situation, the attacks of the two were still not chaotic at all, there was no flaw, and the angle and strength were mastered to the pinnacle.

The two long swords, one pointing at the heart of the dragon dust, and the other at the soft underbelly of the dragon dust, seemed to attack at the same time, but they did not arrive at the same time, the front and back were different, and they were gentle and moderate.

It is simply impossible to resist two long swords at the same time, and if they resist separately, then it will give the two of them a chance to breathe.

"When"

The arm guard of the left hand of the dragon dust blocked one of the long swords, and as a result, the other long sword stabbed directly into the ribs of the dragon dust, and the sharp long sword, under the full force of the killer of the Blood Killing Palace, could not be stopped even with the body of the dragon dust, and was stabbed into the body.

"No"

The killer who was blocked from the sword let out a scream.

"Poof"

Another killer of the Blood Killing Palace, at the same time that the long sword pierced into Long Chen's body, the blood blade in Long Chen's hand slashed heavily at his waist.

Last time, he was cut in two by the dragon dust, but he didn't die, but this time he was not so lucky, the power attached to the dragon dust long knife, when it cut through his body, directly shook his flesh into powder.

One of the twin killers fell, and the other fell into a frenzy, roaring at the dragon dust.

Long Chen pulled out the long sword with blood on his waist, looked coldly at the killer of the Blood Killing Hall who rushed towards him frantically, shook his head and said:

"Aren't you servants of the God of Killing? Aren't you saying that if you die, you will return to the arms of the God of Killing? I sent your brother to the God of Killing, shouldn't you thank me? Why are you so angry?"

The voice of the dragon dust is full of disdain, and when he kills others, he is ruthless, regards life like a mustard, and has a face that is high above and like a god.

Now that he has been killed, but his face is hideous, since he knows the pain, why does he become so indifferent when he kills others?

"Die"

The killer of the Blood Killing Hall rushed towards the dragon dust like crazy, he had already lost the calmness that the killer had, and he had lost the brother who had been with him day and night since birth, and he went crazy in an instant.

"Let's Shoot"

When the three ancient clan powerhouses saw that the dragon dust had killed the killer, their hearts were cold, but it was too fast just now, and they had no time to rescue, and now they saw that the killer had fallen into madness, and they all went all out to kill the dragon dust.

They knew that if they didn't make another move, Long Chen would immediately send him to see the killing god in their hearts, so I was afraid that it would be the turn of the three of them next, and now every bit of combat power was incomparably precious and could not be lost.

"Flame Swallowing the Sky"

When the four of them pounced on the dragon dust at the same time, the dragon dust suddenly broke out, and the purple flames exploded in an instant, swallowing the space within a radius of a hundred miles, and the terrifying high temperature ignited the whole world.