Dillon didn't make a move!

As McHal expected, if Dillon really wanted to capture, he would have shot a long time ago, so why confront him too much with him, after all, Dillon had already shown an absolute superiority in Shinto cultivation. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dillon's envoy, who exuded coercion, looked at him and said in an affirmative tone: "Your Excellency Mahal, your name seems to have disappeared from Dillon's wanted list?"

Mahal was not alarmed, and did not explain this at all.

"Yes, it's gone!" Dillon continued to speak, "Kill me Dillon Six Gates, disguise my identity as a Dillon Six Gates, and force me to be a Dillon Six Gates, and finally eliminate the name on the wanted list, Your Excellency's crimes, if you change people, it will be a thousand knives to death!"

"Is it a capital offense to change someone?" murmured to Mehal.

"But Mahal, you are different, as long as you go to the Six Gates of Dillon with the envoy, the envoy can swear by his real name that he will protect your life. Dillon made a second vocal invitation.

Twice invited!

It made Dillon's gentle attitude more and more strange, as if Dillon did not come to capture him and put him to death at all, but with some kind of invitation, which was extremely strange.

"Huh?" the Sword Emperor raised his eyebrows.

Obviously, there is something strange about Dillon's attitude. But Dillon's Six Sects belong to the empire, and he can't intervene at all with his identity, so as long as Maihal is entangled by Dillon's envoy, there is not much possibility to pay attention to his Sword Emperor and his disciple Fei'er.

"What if I refuse?" said Mahal.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the wind and clouds were turbulent, Dillon raised his palm, and the coercion spread wildly, and under the gaze of Mehal, a terrifying dragon power descended and spurted, spreading over the entire space.

In the blink of an eye, you can form a blow!

"The envoy won't force you!" Dillon said, "If you can withstand the blow of the envoy, the envoy won't stop you from entering the battle, otherwise, even if you have the means to escape, you won't be able to leave here." ”

The Sword Emperor smiled and retreated.

"Good!" said McHal nodded.

Dillon made such a peerless powerhouse in the late Earl period indeed have the power to wipe him out, but at this time, Maihal had already comprehended the one hundred and eight origins, and its limit had not yet been tested.

Sword raised!

"Nine withered to one!"

The sound of calm suddenly sounded, and the strange posture of the long sword and the figure twisted, nine ways in one, from the void, conjured up nine sword shadows, flooding the fluctuations of violent destruction of the world and the earth, distorting time and space, showing a piece of autumn meaning, the nine sword shadows are one, a mediocre sword, piercing the void.

"Whoa!"

Ripples on the void, from the long sword around, manifested a ray of origin light, releasing strands of extreme terrifying power, as if it was a strong man who mastered the origin, the moment of gathering, the space trembled wildly, surrounded by the sword light, the vitality was released and reversed, and the area was dim.

The intertwined light of the source immediately obscures the sky.

"Shhh

The Sword Emperor, who stepped back to watch the battle, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but gasp, looking at the one hundred and eight origins surrounding the sword light, and a shocking emotion arose in his heart.

At the same time, the incomprehensible shocking crisis rushed into his mind, making him tumble over the river and the sea, and his soul trembled.

A Golden Core Realm Nine Heavens Peak powerhouse, mastering ten, or even ten, or even one hundred and eight Dao origins, what it meant, he knew too well, this was a force that was enough to threaten his life and death.

With the heart of Mahal......

"One hundred and eight origins?" Dillon's eyes lit up, "It's really extraordinary, one hundred and eight origins are enough to be called the son of the era and suppress an era." ”

"Boom!"

Heaven and earth roared, as Dillon's palm fell, from the void appeared as black as Dillon's claws, dragon scales all over, pitch black and deep, with endless Dillon might, swept the heavens and the earth, surging roaring, the cold light of the illusory dragon claws, poking out, shattering and cracking the sky.

"Dillon Source Shinto!"

Dillon then snorted, the black flame of the void soared, from this Dillon claw, there was a dragon roar, the earth, wind, water and fire essence of the essence of the terrifying manifestation, cut off the sky sun and moon, burned time and space, this illusory claw full of dragon scales, set off lifelike, just like the real.

Apocalyptic horror!

"Boom!!"

One hundred and eight hazy Xinghua sword lights intertwined with the origins, thousands of splits, bursting out with a furious tearing force, slamming into the deep claws of Dillon, setting off the aftermath of the sea of qi, cutting off the entire dome world, cracking into one terrifying chaotic domain after another with dazzling colors.

The sun and the moon are falling!

"Is this the gap?" muttered McHal.

"Woo-ra!"

It can be seen with the naked eye that the endless starlight sword light and origin are in the chaotic domain created by colliding with the claws of the deep Dillon. In an instant, it was shattered and torn, torn apart by that terrifying claw of Dillon, and the sword light that touched it, shattering part of the dragon's scale feathers, was less than one-tenth.

"Looks like you can't take it!" Dillon snapped.

Mahal's eyes were red and shining, and he whispered in his heart: "More than I imagined!"

You must know that Dillon is an unfathomable powerhouse in the late Earl. By the source god dao he cast, Mahal was able to smash a dozen of them with all his strength, which was already beyond imagination, and his combat power had reached the peak of the middle of the earl, even among the earls, he was also a strong man.

Besides, he Mehal also has a strong ability to recover and sustain!

"Nine withered to one!"

Mahal spoke in a low voice, raised his long sword diagonally, and once again gathered one hundred and eight origins, and displayed the strongest killing technique he mastered, reverberating the void, and traversing the sky in a mediocre manner.

A sword!

Five swords!

Ten swords!

After casting the twelfth sword, Dillon's claw, which contained endless dragon might, shattered and exploded in the void, rolling up a faint aftermath of rage, blasting into Mehal, sending it flying.

"Son of the age!" Dillon admired from the bottom of his heart.

Looking at the roaring breath, not half weak, and the color of consumption, Dillon nodded, as promised, not to shoot at Mahal, so that the audience returned to calm.

"Your Excellency Mahal needs to cross the collar, if you dare to do anything, it will be hostile to my six gates of Dillon!" Dillon looked at the guard door waiting next to the straddle formation, and said lightly, with endless majesty and oppression, solemnly warning everyone.

All of a sudden, the response continued.

"Such an attitude?"

McHal increasingly found Dillon's attitude odd.

"Come to think of it, you won't be invited by me to go to Dillon's Six Gates, even so, this envoy will leave!" the middle-aged Dillon envoy signaled, showing a smile, "But you have to remember that the Dillon envoy you are about to meet is not a four-clawed Dillon envoy like me!"

. (To be continued.) )