readx;? After the gray old man left, the green dragon god looked at the white jade carving enshrined in the hall, and the meaning of farewell on his face was awe-inspiring, and with a sigh, the bleak figure had disappeared in place. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The white jade carving, enshrined is the White Emperor, although the face is not carved, but it gives people a mysterious softness, is righteousness, but also kind, under the backdrop of a plain robe, it is not seen to be high, but with a kind of idle clouds and wild cranes of debauchery.

The battlefield became tragic in an instant, and although the Green Dragon God and the Gray Old joined in, it did not play a significant advantage.

However, when the ancient fierce beast Taowu saw the appearance of the Qinglong God, he became extremely excited, and the blood veins in his body flourished, and a powerful adsorption shrouded the surroundings of the Qinglong God, which was his home field, and he was the only one in this home field, so he was inseparable from the Qinglong God, and the Qinglong God was quickly defeated.

Looking at Leng Wuxin, under that bewitching face, dressed in black, chic, can always take away some people's lives, especially the overlord demon king gun in his hand, which is even more dangerous.

The scene was out of control for a while, Fangzhou's side suffered heavy casualties, and the army that was losing and retreating one after another finally retreated into the main hall of the Blue Dragon Palace, but I don't know how much pressure the defense of this main hall can withstand the Demon Domain.

"I don't know if Fang Zhou can survive this catastrophe!"

As he spoke, he only heard a boom from the sky outside the hall... Rumble... The sound of the collision, every collision makes people despair in their hearts.

"Everyone go to the dungeon, I'll stay here!"

The Qinglong God secretly wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth and pretended to be calm.

"No, I'd better stay!"

The gray old man stepped forward to stop him, but he was waved back by the green dragon god.

Of course, Jin Ling and his party didn't care about anything else, and headed towards Emperor Peng's side hall, leaving the Qinglong God alone to face the next battle alone.

That boom... Boom... The attack, the black and oppressive demon army, the green dragon god, said goodbye on his face, but there was calm between his eyebrows, the vicissitudes of life, he had already seen through the red dust.

If there is anyone who has contributed the most to the entire Fangzhou Continent, it is definitely the Qinglong God, thinking that at the beginning, only he was selfless and willing to stay in the Tongtian Spirit Pagoda for a thousand years, and only he was willing to stay without asking for anything in return, and he was seriously injured to stay, there are not many such people, no matter when and where.

Finally, the defenses of the inner sanctum could not withstand the bombardment of the Demon Domain, and it shattered, and the Demon Domain army poured in.

Seeing that there was only one Qinglong God in the hall, he laughed coldly and sarcastically, and it felt like an inferior person trampling on the head of a superior person.

The laughter continued, and the Qinglong God looked at these distorted faces, his eyebrows jumped, and the corners of his mouth were also upturned, but this seemingly elegant smile gave Leng Wuxin and the others a strong uneasiness.

"Whew... Whew...!"

A dragon roar resounded through the hall, and the huge dragon body tossed and turned, just rushing towards the crowd in the blink of an eye, and then a dragon swing tail directly knocked over a group of demons.

"Stop him...!"

The cold and heartless master roared, and a magic sword in his hand stabbed directly at the dragon's head.

The flames splashed everywhere, and several dragon scales were instantly shot down by the sword, but there was no time to rejoice, the claws under the belly of the green dragon god had stretched out and went straight to the old man's head.

In the midst of the lightning and fire, the overlord demon king spear in Leng Wuxin's hand stabbed out with a shot, and went straight to the claw heart of the Qinglong God.

Poof... With a bang, cyan blood dripped down the barrel of the spear, and although he was injured, he saw that another dragon claw of the Green Dragon God slapped on the head of Master Leng Wuxin.

In an instant, all the red and white flowed out, and the old man was killed on the spot.

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