Chapter 856: Black Dragon

Like a building tilting, like a corner of the sky falling. The half-section of the mountain, which was as tall as a dog's tooth, carried a terrifying momentum in the eyes of everyone, and it fell to the side and slowly fell.

Rumble!

The peaks of the huge peaks were stuck in the ground, causing the earth to shake and wide cracks appear, as in the case of an earthquake.

"That blow just now was so strong! It broke the mountain. ”

When Saburo Kato saw this scene, his heart and liver were shocked, and he was completely stunned, he never expected that the ghost would make a move, and it was terrifying.

Even the Black Dragon Guard family around him had their eyes wide open, their breathing stopped, such a powerful attack, breaking their imagination and shattering the giant mountain with one shot, they couldn't do it in the late stage of their innate life.

But at this time.

"Whew!"

The earth-shattering, soul-shattering dragon roar suddenly rose into the sky at the break of the mountain peak, turning into black sound waves, waving in all directions.

"What?"

"Holy Ancestor Black Dragon?"

......

Saburo Kato and others, under this dragon roar, were shocked in their hearts, and suddenly raised their heads and looked at the source of the dragon's roar.

I saw that only half of the mountain peak was left, constantly shaking, and a large number of cracked rocks were falling, as if under the mountain, suppressing the Sun Monkey, was about to break out of the mountain.

"Click!"

In the end, the remaining half of the mountain, in the violent shaking, could not hold on, and a huge crack appeared, from top to bottom, as if split by a giant axe, getting bigger and bigger.

"Whew!"

Another dragon's roar, clearer, louder, and more terrifying, turned into a black sound wave spread, carrying amazing power, and the surrounding mountains and rocks, towering trees, and tender grass, under the sound wave, all collapsed, all turned into powder.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding area became white. Even if Saburo Kato and other black dragon guards, even if Yama Ghost Cultivators such as Ghost Ming and so on, all of them sacrificed protective shields to resist the black sound waves.

However, in their eyes, it was getting brighter and brighter, with black light and green light, all full of anticipation, looking at the crack of the mountain peak.

Rumble!

Shattered, half of the mountain peak, which had been in half, suddenly collapsed, turning into rubble in the sky, like hail, falling from the sky, splitting heads and covering faces, regardless of each other, towards Kato Saburo, Oniaki and others, smashing towards Kato Saburo, Ghost Ming and others, a little amazing.

The protective shield trembled, but it couldn't stop everyone's eager eyes.

At the location of the original mountain peak, there was a large amount of evil black fog permeating the air. In the black mist, the aura was terrifying, and a pair of lantern-sized eyes with a faint black light appeared.

These eyeballs are inhumane, full of brutality, full of killing, making people look at it, their scalps are numb, their hearts tremble, there are cowards, and they are even directly scared to pee.

"Black Dragon Saint Ancestor!"

Saburo Kato and the other black dragon guards, when they saw these eyeballs, the blood all over their bodies was hot, and above their bodies, a thick black mist was scattered.

They all fell to their knees, their faces agitated, their mouths shouting, and they were extremely reverent.

Guarding the Black Dragon Tooth Mountain for generations, they finally saw the Black Dragon born again.

"Black Dragon!"

When Ghost Ming saw these eyeballs, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook, a smile appeared on his face, and his body jumped up from the altar, his eyes were blazing, looking inside the black mist. The preparations for the full devouring of Huaxia have been completed at this moment, just waiting for the sun to rise tomorrow.

"Ghost Ming God General, are you ready to devour Huaxia?" A voice came from the black mist, cold and brutal, making people think of a bloody giant mouth, and the whole body trembled, which was very terrifying.

"Back to Lord Black Dragon, it's been completed, and it will start tomorrow. Oni Ming stood on the altar, clasped his fists, and replied respectfully.

"Good. The deity has been trapped in the mundane realm for thousands of years, and has not been able to break through the cultivation and refine into a golden pill. However, it is not without opportunity, for thousands of years, it has been deduced and it has been known that as long as it devours the flesh and blood soul of the entire Huaxia, it is enough to succeed. ”

In the black fog, muttering to himself.

After a while, he suddenly said to the ghost Ming: "When I refine the golden pill, I can completely open Penglai Immortal Island, and you ghost cultivation can also welcome the return of the Ding of Heaven and Earth, and we will benefit each other." ”

"What Lord Black Dragon said is extremely true. Oni Ming agreed.

"Alright, the deity needs to adjust the state, and you can carry out the plan on your own. If there is an unsolvable person, call the deity, the deity will make a move, and a mouthful of dragon flame will be enough to wipe anyone in ashes. ”

After these words came out of the black mist, the black mist rolled, kept shrinking, and finally, disappeared from everyone's eyes, even the behemoth, the ferocious beast, could not be seen.

"Yes!" Ghost Ming bowed his hand, bowed to the broken mountain, turned around, and walked down from the altar.

Thousands of Yama ghosts cultivated, regrouped, became a phalanx, and stood behind the ghosts.

"Holy Envoy, what should we do next?" asked Saburo Kato, who got up from the ground, salivated and looked at Oniaki.

"Sleep, recharge, and come out tomorrow. ”

"Uh...... Yes!"

Saburo Kato was stunned for a moment and hurriedly answered.

Then, he led the way ahead, led the ghost Ming and other Yama ghost cultivators, returned to the manor, and arranged a residence.

On a black night, in the Hidden Dragon's office, the seventy-year-old Great Elder was holding a cigarette in his hand, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, with a sad face.

There is no more information from the Americas, it seems to have become a dead place, I don't know what happened!

The killing of the Oriental Islands is crazy, regardless of China and the East, all of them were killed by the Black Dragon Society, at this critical moment, there is a reason for it, but it is not clear.

The South Vietnamese Kingdom is in action, and countless zombies are gathering on the southern border, eyeing the interior of China.

The western realm is also changing viciously, and it is reported below that someone saw a bat with wings flying, and it seemed that they wanted to enter China.

In the north, the roar of beasts resounded, and people could not sleep.

"The most hateful, the seven hidden families, at this moment, make a move on Funiu Mountain, and even more bid, if they don't hand over Chen Hao and don't hand over the emperor's seal, they won't resist Yama Ghost Cultivation!"

The Great Elder slammed the cigarette in his hand to the ground, and the old man's face was surging with anger and roared loudly.

Chen Hao is the person he chose, and he is ten million times stronger than Ji Qingtian of the Ji family, so he can't be said to be the same at all.

However, the Seven Hidden Families relied on the thousand-year-old family, relied on their strength, and relied on resisting the Yama Ghost Cultivation for thousands of years, they dared to ask for a price and insisted on going their own way, which was too bastard.

"However, what should I do? With the current situation, around Huaxia, zombies, orcs, bats, and Dongyang are all changing, and the situation is critical, and in Huaxia, only the seven hidden families can rely on. ”

The Great Elder walked to the desk, smoked another cigarette, lit it, stuffed it into his mouth, and smoked it, the wrinkles on his face were like ravines, and he was sad!

Time passed, and the office was filled with smoke like a fairyland. The ashtray on the desk, the cigarette butt could not hold up, and it flowed to the desktop.

I don't know how long.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The sound of the rooster crowing suddenly came from outside the window, which startled the great elder, and when he looked up, it was now, the sky was east, and it had turned white, and a trace of the sun's redness had appeared.

(End of chapter)

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