"Long Aotian, you give me death!"

After cutting off Long Aotian's dragon claws, Zhang Zichen roared, and from the bottom up, he aimed at Long Aotian's neck and swung a sword.

With another crisp sound, the whole space, time seemed to freeze.

No one could have imagined that Long Aotian, who was supposed to win, was killed by Zhang Zichen.

Long Aotian couldn't think of it himself, oh no, Long Aotian didn't have any ideas anymore.

Among the people present, the most surprised were the two disciples of Donghuangdao who stayed in the distance to watch the excitement.

Their eyes were full of surprise, fear, and hesitation.

Yes!

The facts are in front of you, Long Aotian's dragon head was cut down by Zhang Zichen.

Bang!

There was a loud thunder in the sky, and Long Aotian's dragon head broke away from its body, and streams of red blood sprayed out from Long Aotian's dragon head and neck, all pouring on Zhang Zichen's body.

Dragon's blood is cold, icy.

Its temperature is colder than that of ordinary ice and snow pools.

But if it is an ordinary monk, under the watering of dragon blood, it will definitely be frozen alive and die.

Long Aotian is finally dead.

The sky could no longer hear the sound of dragons except thunder.

And Long Aotian's huge water dragon corpse, along with his head, fell to the ground.

Seeing Long Aotian fall under the ground hundreds of feet, Zhang Zichen suddenly smiled.

However, this smile drove Zhang Zichen's injury.

"Poof!"

Zhang Zichen spit out mouthfuls of red liquid in a row, and even some broken internal organs squirted out of his mouth.

Although Zhang Zichen killed Long Aotian just now, this used the strength of Zhang Zichen's body.

On the one hand, the power consumption was excessive, and on the other hand, it came from the rebound power given by Long Aotian, which caused Zhang Zichen to be injured and injured.

Zhang Zichen vomited blood, his body was uncontrollable, turned into a golden light, and together with Long Aotian, he fell into the mountains of hundreds of zhang.

After a long time, there were three loud popping sounds from the mountains on the ground.

The two Donghuangdao disciples who were watching the crowd were completely stunned.

"The Dragon Patriarch is dead, he was killed by Zhang Zichen?"

"Zhang Zichen relied on the cultivation of the early realm of the True Monarch to kill the dragon clan Zhang of the late realm of the True Monarch, this ...... Is the whole Zhang Zichen a monster?"

The two were amazed.

"What are we going to do next?"

"We ...... Let's go find Zhang Zichen!"

"Looking for him?"

"That's right! Zhang Zichen fought with the Dragon Patriarch, and fell below with the Dragon Patriarch. I guess, Zhang Zichen only has half a life left if he doesn't die, and when the time comes, we will directly kill Zhang Zichen, and all the treasures on Zhang Zichen's body will be ours!"

The two disciples of Donghuangdao made up their minds, so they both turned into two rays of light and flew towards the place where Zhang Zichen and Long Aotian fell.

Rumble!

The two disciples of Donghuangdao had just flown down, and in the air in the distance, there was a roar again.

This is the battle between Donghuang Zero and Xiaojin.

However, looking at this situation, Xiao Jin has a slight advantage, and the Eastern Emperor has zero enemies, and he is at ease.

It's just that Donghuang Zero seems to have seen Long Aotian being killed by Zhang Zichen, and his mind is a little shaken.

This is also a battle between masters and masters, and it is still unknown who will die.

The boundless and endless mountains, after shaking for a while, were smashed into three huge craters by three glowing objects.

The surrounding flowers and trees were all destroyed and broken, and they were in chaos.

The torrential rain continued to fall, and soon, a lot of water accumulated in the three huge craters.

The two disciples of Donghuangdao harnessed their flying swords and landed on the high ground in the center of the three giant pits.

When they saw the dragon head of a water dragon and the hundred-zhang long body again, they really confirmed that Long Aotian had indeed been killed.

Then they looked at the third big pit.

In this big pit, there was a gold-armored man, and beside the gold-armored man, there was a black black broadsword.

The black broadsword was plunged into the ground with great force, revealing a section.

"Is Zhang Zichen dead?"

He didn't move, as if he were dead. ”

You ask me and I answer these two people, but no one dares to approach Zhang Zichen.

Zhang Zichen killed Long Aotian, and the two of them could see it clearly.

Therefore, with Zhang Zichen's strength, it would be no problem to kill the two True Monarch early stage monks.

The rain was pouring down, and time flew by.

Nearly a quarter of an hour later, the two people in Donghuangdao found that Zhang Zichen was still lying in the big pit, not moving.

At this time, Zhang Zichen had been submerged by the stagnant water, and only the pair of long golden wings were left exposed beyond the stagnant water.

"It's been so long, Zhang Zichen hasn't moved yet, he should be dead!"

"Well, it must be dead! Otherwise, we will take the opportunity to pull out the treasure from Zhang Zichen's body?"

"Okay!

After a quarter of an hour of consideration and discussion, the two people from Donghuangdao finally determined that Zhang Zichen was dead.

Zhang Zichen is alive, and there is a great threat to them, but Zhang Zichen is dead, and they don't have to be afraid and worry at all.

Finally, they began to take their first steps into the pit.

The two of them flew into the big pit one after the other.

The rain and soil in the pit spilled to the knees of the two, and Zhang Zichen's whole person was buried under the stagnant water.

The golden wings of the Supreme God of War armor lay quietly on the surface of the big pit, not moving for a moment.

And the rain around it, falling from the sky, could not fall on the metal.

On top of this metal, there is a faint layer of strange power, turning into a wall of air, bouncing all the rain elsewhere.

This strange power is exactly the Heavenly Dao Law that an artifact should have, and it is the Heavenly Dao Law for millions of years.

The black Excalibur.

The hilt of this Excalibur was pitch black, and there were nine gems of nine colors on it.

Look at the half-cut blade of the broadsword exposed outside the stagnant water.

The blade of this Excalibur is not sharp, it seems that it has not yet been sharpened, but that does not mean that it is not sharp.

Being able to cut off Long Aotian's dragon claws and dragon head is enough to say it all.

On the blade of the sword, the two of them also saw a hint of strangeness.

This broadsword was originally pure black, but now, on the blade of this sword, there seemed to be nine long thin lines.

These nine thin lines are in nine colors, and they become one with the blade of the sword, making people dare not look at them directly.

With these two artifacts in front of them, how could these two people not be moved?

The two of them in Donghuangdao had already accelerated their heartbeats, and their faces were full of possessive smiles.

"Grab it!"

The two of them shouted at the same time, then took two steps forward, came to the Sombra Divine Sword, and reached out to take the Sombra Divine Sword.

But at this moment, the water shook slightly.

Then, Zhang Zichen, who was originally dead, suddenly stood up.

"He's not dead!?"

Seeing this, the hand that had just been stretched out contracted again.