There is no scene, no, because it is overwhelmed by killing intent, and in the air, the dragonman soaked in killing intent stares at the old man with cold eyes, and the air around him condenses.

The purple thunder in the old man's hand was also stained with frost flowers, and a strong chill struck, the old man couldn't help but shiver, and subconsciously exhaled a breath, and the white gas appeared, which would only appear in the harsh winter, and appeared in this midsummer.

"Say your last words" An emotionless voice sounded, and the killing intent in the air was even stronger, and the dragonman slowly lowered his raised arm, moving very slowly, very slowly.

"Hey, chatter, chatter, joke, the old man depends on what you do" The old man let out two strange laughs, and a figure appeared from the thunder, but the biting coldness around him made him very uncomfortable, his body trembled, and the violent color on his face became more and more intense.

With a gesture of his hand, the five sons in the air connected with the heart horcrux, which was like a summoning, flew back to the old man's palm, and the flames of hell also appeared behind him.

The dragon man in the air did not speak, he replaced words with actions, stretched out his hand, the chill in the air was thicker, the surrounding air kept compressing, condensing into fine ice particles, the ice particles gradually combined in the condensation, forming pieces of hail, the hail was further elongated, and one by one ice crystals exuded sharpness and appeared in the air.

"Ice Spike"

The sharpness suspended in the air shot towards the old man like raindrops, the old man was not slow to react, his soul power exploded towards the heart of the five sons, and pieces of yellow light burst out, instantly forming a shield in front of the old man.

The soul power in the old man's hand surged, and just as he wanted to fight back, the ice spikes turned into a mist, and the viscous mist attached to the Horcrux, constantly flowing and corroding the Horcrux.

The old man's face changed immediately, the thunder flashed in his hand, and the purple thunder shone brightly, rushing towards the mist.

The dragonman's hand slowly rose, and there was an extra crystal sword made of ice crystals in his hand, the top of the crystal sword pointed high to the sky, and the breath from the wilderness spread in the field, and the white light held in the other hand slowly rose under the drive of the cold air, slowly rising, gradually over the chest, over the neck, and over

......

"―Knock" a swallowing sound.

Shocked, extremely shocked, the old man was stunned, watching the dragon man swallow the evil soul in one bite, his face changed, and he crawled all over the hideous face crazily, and roared in his heart This is his purpose, and swallowing the evil soul is his real purpose.

Heaven and earth rioted, the violent soul pressure was like the tide of the sea, the violent soul power was like a tsunami, the violent dragon man was like a dragon in the sea overturning the river and the sea, everything became violent, the sea appeared in the sky, the violent ocean

"Don't you want it?"

The sound of playfulness sounded, and a furious dragon rushed out of the ocean, appeared in front of the old man, and grabbed the Wuzi Horcrux.

The old man of thunder fell into madness, complete madness, the muscles on his face twitched, and a little thunder flashed in the center of his eyebrows in the convulsions, and the thunder spread and engulfed his face, engulfed his heart, and engulfed every inch of muscle in his body, turning into a purple thunder.

Crazy Thunder, completely ignoring the rush towards the mad dragon, but what awaits him is a fist full of power, no soul pressure, no soul power, only power.

Raging power, a punch to the thunder.

I saw a meteor, a meteor with purple thunder flying upside down towards the star, turning into a star.

The dragon disappeared suddenly, not really disappeared, but the speed was too fast, and the speed was too fast to catch his trajectory, and the thunder was still rising, like a meteor rising into the sky.

The dragon appeared at the top of the thunder, his hands raised high with the roar of the sea, and he punched down with the power of the sea.

The thunder was hit by a huge force and fell downward, and fell downward, and on the way down, the mad dragon appeared again, and came again with the power of the sea, so he rose again, and then he fell again, and then he rose, and the fall kept alternating.

Alternating one after another, the thunder broke and the old man appeared from it, the blood in his mouth was like a blowout, but the wild dragon did not stop, there was no intention of stopping at all, violent destruction, violent teasing, venting the deep hatred in his heart, violent hatred.

Blood, scarlet blood spilled through the air, sprinkled into the air, sprinkled at the dragon, and the dragon went completely berserk.

However, he didn't notice that the blood on his body disappeared in an instant, it seemed to be absorbed by the violent body, he didn't notice, he didn't notice it at all, because he was completely immersed in hatred, completely immersed.

"Die!" the giant claw grabbed the old man's head, the head on the verge of death, the huge dragon head held high, and the other hand was raised high, with a flickering crystal sword, and slashed straight down.

"Poof" a blood-red color obscured the sight, obscuring the sight of the king, a disgusting slippery greasy appeared on his face, this slippery greasy made him angry, made him feel extremely angry, the violent power appeared again, appeared on the old man's body, and the blood rushed like a tidal wave slapping against the shore.

"Poof, poof, poof......" The sound of heart-shaking sounded continuously, the sound of bones shattering, but there was no scream in the bloody scene, not a word.

Time runs coldly, with a deep coldness.

It's all over, it's all gone, it's all quiet.

......

"Hahahaha-" The dragon roared with the victor's laughter, his body was stained with a disgusting slipperyness, but he didn't feel it, he didn't feel it at all, he laughed wildly, laughed cruelly, his body trembled violently, and a blood mist rose from his body.

He couldn't see it, and the blood on his body flowed quickly to his abdomen like a stream, and then disappeared strangely, strangely without a trace.

He was laughing, he couldn't stop laughing, there was a scene in his mind, a scene he had always longed for, he was sitting on a cyan throne studded with white crystals, his hands were playing with white light, and a group of soul masters were kneeling at his feet.

Those soul masters who could only look up before, he laughed happily in the throne, laughed happily, laughed happily and the whole huge hall trembled, and his laughter made the kneeling soul masters tremble.

White light, a little white light appeared from the dragonman's abdomen, and then gradually became obvious, gradually dazzling, and then more and more dazzling......

With a small sound, the dragon's body disappeared, turning into a piece of white light and disappearing, everything disappeared, leaving only a soul fire like a bright moon, suspended in the air.

"-Boom, chatter, chatter, chatter" Strange laughter, disgusting laughter sounded again, and the figure of an old man reappeared......

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