roar

The dragon roared, the black knife, the spear, and the remnant soul all flew away, not to mention crushing, but with the stone body, the three couldn't hurt him at all.

The dragon's tail is curled up, and the dragon's claws are contracted, which is Jiaolong's weakness and does not dare to expose it.

The sword, the gun, and the Dao pattern divine power of the remnant soul drumming, the three joined forces to bombard the dragon.

The dragon's mouth opened, the black gas was filled, and the colorful light was mixed in it, which increased the dragon's combat power a lot.

The dragon head collided, and the three flew out sideways again, and the dragon only retreated and rolled over.

"No one can hurt anyone?" He Fan looked at the battle, although Jiaolong had the upper hand, but the damage caused to these three was limited, the reason why the black knife was so miserable, the power of the gods and Dao patterns that impacted around them was also a major factor, which had a great impact on them.

"After a long battle, Jiaolong will win. The Spirit of the Book of Heaven said: "The power of these three, I don't know how to play, it can only be regarded as Daozun's casual attack, far inferior to martial arts, now the dragon can't hurt them, once the dragon adapts to the stone heart, control the power in the stone heart, and definitely suppress them." ”

Bang

The terrifying power swept through, the remnants of the swords and spears flew sideways again, the power of the surrounding gods was chaotic, the Dao patterns vibrate, and they impacted in all directions, but they could not hurt the dragon in the slightest.

When

The black knife was directly inserted into the ground, the blade was still trembling, and he was about to kill again, holding the handle of the knife with one hand: "Join forces, God will help you kill the dragon." ”

"Another little cub, let go. The black knife said angrily.

"Since you don't want to, then the god will leave, and you can deal with this dragon slowly. He Fan was obedient and let go, not in a hurry.

"Wait, do you have what it takes to participate in the battle of the Ancestor?" shouted the black knife again.

"What do you think?" He Fan instantly activated his genes, and his powerful divine power fluctuated, making the black knife also shocked.

"Okay, help the ancestor kill the dragon, and the ancestor will reward you with a piece of land here. Wudao said in a deep voice.

"Then bless the gods with all your heart. He Fan held the handle of the knife again, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, there is a world of difference between the artifact controlled by Daozun and the artifact that fights alone.

"Is it you?" Jiaolong roared angrily, looking at He Fan with a fire-filled gaze: "Hand over the Flower Clan, and the deity will leave your whole corpse!"

"Think about it, if God will leave you dead. He Fan sneered, held the black knife, and rushed towards Jiaolong, while shouting: "That gun, can't you come to God's left hand?"

"Little cub, you're just a helper. The spear snorted coldly, and the gun rose again, killing Jiaolong: "When the fight is over, we will give you a piece of land, and our well water will not interfere with the river water." ”

"Do you think that with the addition of this ant, you can fight against the deity?" Daozun Jiaolong sneered, and the divine light rose again, he was now almost invincible, and no force could hurt him, except for the tail and claws.

"The little loach, the Monkey King, is not invincible. He Fan sneered, the black knife glowed, and the sword shook the ancient battlefield: "The sword of the gods." ”

"Fool, turn over the river and the sea. ”

Daozun Jiaolong snorted coldly, the black gas was filled, and a huge Jiaolong phantom stirred the black qi and rushed towards He Fan.

Bang

The knife of the god fell, the sword slammed into the phantom, the dragon phantom howled violently, and was directly killed by the sword, and the sword was unhindered, and instantly slashed on the dragon.

When

The sword fell, but it collapsed instantly, without causing the slightest injury to the dragon.

"Your strength will be increased a little, but you will have a stone body and use it as a turtle shell. He Fan sneered, the defense that can't be broken, this is really tricky.

If there is no black knife blessing, He Fan does not dare to guarantee that he can block the attack of the dragon, but with the black knife, it is different, even if the black knife is an independent shot, it is equivalent to a Dao Zun, with the blessing, even if he can't break the defense, he can also suppress the dragon to fight.

"Even if your strength is temporarily stronger than the deity, it won't be long before the deity can kill you!" Jiaolong Daozun said coldly: "Moreover, the power of the gods, the deity is not afraid!"

The dragon roared, rushing around, completely unafraid of the power of the gods, with the agitation of the dragon, the power of the gods of the ancient battlefield became more and more chaotic, rushing to kill in all directions.

"God is not afraid of these powers. ”

He Fan's expression was indifferent, the body protection qi shield was opened, although the power of the gods was terrifying, but with the blessing of the black knife, the general impact could also be dealt with, as long as he was careful.

The three-foot air cover, the power of the gods is difficult to break, He Fan killed Jiaolong again, and this time his left hand was also used: "The kitchen world in the palm of your hand, the knife of the gods." ”

Cover the heavens and the earth with one palm, and destroy the power of the gods with one sword.

"You can't cover the deity!"

jingling

The spear stabbed and landed on Jiaolong's body, and it was still difficult to hurt in the slightest.

The colorful light around the dragon was shining, ignoring the bombardment of the power of the gods, and fighting with He Fan again, as for the spear, it could only tickle, and a dragon phantom rushed towards the kitchen world in the palm of his hand, and bombarded away.

The terrifying power swept through, the entire ancient battlefield was shaking, and the remnant souls also flew in, bombarding the dragon.

When

The sword fell again, and it was still difficult to hurt in the slightest, He Fan's face was calm, the eye of the secret method snooped, and the spirit of the heavenly book in his body was also watching the dragon, helping to analyze the dragon's power.

Bang

collided again, and the two sides retreated at the same time, and Jiaolong was completely carrying it with Qi Tian's stone body, ignoring all of He Fan's attacks with absolute defense.

"How did Qi Tian practice, he died like this, and his defense was still so terrifying. He Fan pouted.

"Your kitchen god body, if you can be promoted to the eighth level of heaven and man, it will be even more terrifying. The spirit of the Book of Heaven said: "The main thing is to find the heart of the stone, and it also contains a part of the power, if it is replaced by a Dao Venerable in the later stage, it may be able to break the defense." ”

"Mole ant, you are doomed, digging the ancestral grave of the dragon is doomed to your demise!" Jiaolong slammed into He Fan headlong and slammed into the black knife.

"Dig your ancestral grave, that's to look up to you. He Fan snorted coldly, his body flew back, and a large force of divine power impacted, plus Jiaolong, he could only retreat temporarily.

"Die!" The dragon kept colliding, the colorful light on its body became more and more intense, and the power of the dragon continued to rush around, stimulating the power of the gods.

"Little cub, can you do it?" "The black knife is in a hurry, and he can't break the defense for a long time, what use do you want?

"Let the sharpshooter come over and slay the dragon in this seat. He Fan groaned and said.

"Dead gun, get here, don't waste your efforts there. The black knife shouted, and the sharpshooter did not break the defense.

rumble

The spear avoided the power of the gods, rushed towards He Fan quickly, and fell into He Fan's hands, now he can only hope and let this guy try: "Little cub, if you can't kill this guy, you will die." ”

"That's a lot of nonsense. He Fan snorted coldly, the sword and gun shook, and all the divine power in his body was infused: "The sword of God." ”

The two swords slashed out at the same time, slashing at Jiaolong again, Jiaolong's eyes showed disdain, and he crashed into He Fan again.

"Little loach, you're done. ”

He Fan snorted coldly, and the sword was no longer directly shattered as before, but like a stream of water, it wrapped the dragon and penetrated into it: "Is it useful to protect the claws and tail so tightly? ”

The sword entered the body, the dragon stiffened, the divine power in the body stagnated, the Dao pattern actually slowed down, and the Qi Tian stone body that was fusing also stopped, and the colorful light was dimming.

"What did you do?" Jiaolong's face changed drastically, and the disdain in his eyes added a hint of fear.

"God is cooking. He Fan looked at him coldly, dodged the power of the gods, and stabbed again: "The sword of the gods." ”

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