"Do you think you can run?" the Holy Son Dragon smiled evilly, and the Saint Yuan light that had already shot out was like a consciousness, closely pursuing the Holy Beast Refining Pattern Ninth Rank Divine Pattern powerhouse who was racing in the air.

"Instigation!" The Saint Yuan light was like a rope, instantly trapping the Holy Beast Refining Pattern Ninth Order Divine Pattern powerhouse.

My life is over!, the Holy Beast Refining Pattern Ninth Rank Divine Pattern powerhouse thought in his heart.

"Huh!" a sharp blade flashed in the air, and the Saint Yuan rope of the Holy Son Dragon was cut off.

The Holy Beast Refining Pattern Ninth Rank Divine Pattern powerhouse felt that the trapped rope on his body loosened and spread his Divine Pattern Wings, soaring rapidly, widening the distance between him and the Holy Son Dragon.

"The powerhouse of the Heavenly Palace. The Holy Dragon stared at the person who came, and suddenly a bright light flashed in his eyes, the powerhouse of the Heavenly Palace, the powerhouse of the Mortal Wheel Heavenly Palace, fused with the other party's divine pattern seed that had evolved with the power of heaven and earth, it was much stronger than fusing with ordinary divine pattern.

"Four Halo Light Saints!" The strong man of the Fan Wheel Heavenly Palace had a solemn face, and he was too far away from the other party.

"Haha! I sent so many Divine Tattoos to the door, I want to fuse all your Divine Tattoo Seeds. Xin Bailun laughed excitedly, and in a short period of time, he already felt that his strength had increased a lot.

"Bang!" The huge palm that covered the sky and the sun slapped Xin Bailun, who was laughing wildly, into the ground.

"Huh, what's the situation?" the Holy Son Dragon became vigilant.

"Whoa!" a figure rose beside Wen Xiaohu.

"Wen Xingxuan!" said the Holy Son Dragon through gritted teeth.

But then he immediately denied it, "No, you are not Wen Xingxuan, you are the soul of the swamp evil land." "The Holy Son Dragon saw the essence of the Swamp Evil Land Soul.

"That's right, you still have a bit of vision. "Although the Swamp Evil Spirit can't speak yet, it can make waves that can be heard by everyone.

The powerhouse of the Heavenly Palace didn't know that the Swamp Evil Land Soul had such a ability, although he knew that the Swamp Evil Land Soul was always protecting the Taishang Lord, but he didn't know the power of the Swamp Evil Land Soul, at this time he could feel the breath of the Swamp Evil Land Soul, which was much stronger than him, and when he discovered this situation, he was a lot more settled in his heart.

He finally understood now why the Lord of the Supreme Kingdom immediately summoned a large army when he heard that the Holy Light Clan had made a move, and it turned out that he had a powerful helper.

"Ahh

"Me!" The body of the Swamp Evil Earth Soul quickly grew larger, and soon reached ten meters, looking down at Xin Bailun fiercely.

Seeing the huge figure and powerful aura of the Swamp Evil Land Soul, remembering the sneak attack just now, Xin Bailun was so frightened that his soul flew away, such an existence, the blow just now did not kill him instantly, he was already extremely lucky.

Just now, the Swamp Evil Land Soul was just a casual blow, so Xin Bailun was fortunate to survive.

"Round them up. Wen Xiaohu ordered at the army of a thousand divine patterns.

Immediately, the overwhelming Divine Tattoo Cultivator sent out a heavenly divine pattern power attack, enveloping more than thirty Holy Light Clans.

In addition to the Holy Son Dragon, the other thirty-one Holy Light Clans, including Xin Bailun, roared in horror, and the power was enough to annihilate them.

"Hey!" the Holy Son Dragon would not let his men fall, and the four halos above his head behind him emitted circles of light one after another, rapidly spreading in all directions, enveloping thirty-one of his subordinates.

"Boom ......!!!"

The huge explosion was endless, and the entire Heavy Fire City shook.

In the energy of the sky, the soul of the swamp evil land shrouded towards the Holy Son Dragon.

"Holy Light Wheel, strangle. The Holy Dragon formed a huge strangulation wheel in his hand, and swerved towards the Swamp Evil Land.

The swamp slurry was flying in the sky, although the swamp evil land soul was powerful, but even Wen Xingxuan said that the Four Halo Light Saints were a bit troublesome, let alone the swamp evil land soul!

Seeing this, the powerhouse of the Fan Wheel Heavenly Palace hurriedly soared upward, and a huge amount of Fan Light fell from the Nine Heavens.

"Get out!" the Holy Son Dragon burst out, and the huge mortal light attack was instantly shattered.

Covered by a huge shadow, the ten-meter-tall figure of Wen Xingxuan, who was incarnated by the Swamp Evil Land Soul, waved his huge arm and slapped it fiercely.

"Die, Wen Xingxuan. The Holy Son Dragon roared fiercely, looking at Wen Xingxuan's face, and mistaking the Swamp Evil Land Soul for Wen Xingxuan.

"Boom!" the ten-meter-tall figure of Wen Xingxuan was blasted into a swamp pulp.

"Boom!" The swamp slurry in the sky spilled, staining the Holy Son Dragon's body.

As soon as the Saint Yuan flashed, the Saint Zilong was about to clean up the biosh slurry on his body, but the situation was not smooth.

"Hmm!" the Holy Son Dragon frowned, and the swamp slurry on his body actually showed a sign of petrification in his body.

The Holy Son Dragon's insight is not bad, and he discovered the breath of the loam.

"Hey!" shouted, the Saint Yuan was full of light, and the swamp slurry on his body was violently shaken away.

"Kill!" The powerhouse of the Fan Wheel Heavenly Palace couldn't help but be a little worried when he saw that there was still a certain distance between the swamp evil land soul and the Holy Son Dragon, but this was not the time to think about this, the powerful Heaven and Earth Divine Pattern power quickly gathered in his hands, and the powerful attack bombarded the Holy Son Dragon again.

"Hmph! I'll get rid of you first. "The Holy Son Dragon knows that the Swamp Evil Land Soul is not so easy to deal with, because the Swamp Evil Land Soul cannot completely destroy it without destroying its core, so he wants to deal with the Mortal Wheel Heavenly Palace powerhouse in front of him first.

The Saint Yuan shone brightly, with a devastating attack.

How could the powerhouse of the Heavenly Palace be the opponent of the Holy Son Dragon, a few rapid attacks almost killed him, at this time he had already blocked all the way to the Holy Son Dragon's tricks, there was no way to escape, and I was afraid that he would fall in the next moment.

However, where will the Swamp Evil Land Soul let the powerhouse of the Mortal Wheel Heavenly Palace fall.

"Whoa!" One after another swamp slurry entered the attack of the Holy Son Dragon, instantly dissolving eighty percent of the attack of power, although these swamp slurries were annihilated, but it created a chance for the powerhouse of the Fan Wheel Heavenly Palace to escape.

"See how much you can stop?" The Holy Son Dragon shrouded down with a Saint Yuan, a radius of a hundred meters.

"I'll help you resist, you can attack!" said the Swamp Evil Earth Soul to the powerhouse of the Mortal Wheel Heavenly Palace.

"Okay!" The powerhouse of the Heavenly Palace trusts the Swamp Evil Earth Soul, how can he hurt the Four Halos Holy Light Clan in front of him if he doesn't fight.

Pieces of swamp slurry were annihilated, but in order to annihilate the swamp evil land soul to the greatest extent, the Holy Son Dragon actually gave two sneak attacks to the powerhouse of the Fan Wheel Heavenly Palace for a while, although this power could not seriously injure him, but the slight injury could not be spared.

"Damn it, it's possible to have so much power after annihilating so much marsh. "The Holy Son Dragon is very annoyed, the strength of the Swamp Evil Land Soul is not as good as his, but the other party seems to be endless, and the annihilation is endless, and the loam makes him need to expend a lot of strength to expel it.

"Roar!" Twenty Wen Xingxuan's figures blasted in from all directions.

"Kill! Wen Xingxuan, I'm going to kill you a hundred times. When the Holy Son Dragon saw Wen Xingxuan's figure, he was extremely angry and attacked wildly.

Madness makes people lose their minds, and a careless one hits a powerful mortal light to the powerhouse of the Fan Wheel Heavenly Palace again, and this time the damage is great.

"Hindering guys. "The Holy Son Dragon ignored the soul of the swamp evil land, and vowed to destroy the powerhouse of the Mortal Wheel Heavenly Palace first.

"Quack, quack, quack! "The figures of a hundred Wen Xingxuan are overwhelming.

There is a strong power in the air, but the Holy Son Dragon is very aggrieved, because he can't kill the other party no matter what, Wen Xingxuan's figure has killed ten out of a hundred, and killed a hundred out of two hundred, endlessly.