The golden dragon bathed in seven-colored thunder and lightning had a terrible voice in the early stage, and the sound in the later stage tended to be excited, and it was obvious that this level could not stop it.

As long as it is given time, it believes that it will be able to fly into the sky in one fell swoop, break the cage, and swim the world.

Thinking of this, it began to roar violently, and the movement between the stirring became larger and larger, and the dragon's tail reverberated and smashed the tornado that had formed earlier, and the sky was full of energy, lightning and thunder.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and the golden dragon laughed proudly and then spat out: "There are still three breaths, who can stop me......?"

Its rampant rampant is reasonable and reasonable, and it is magnificent.

It was only in the next moment that an indifferent sneer was heard, and there was no trace of the loud dragon groan.

In vain, a storm arose between heaven and earth, exploding the heavens.

A white horse soared into the sky, and a large, virtual hand took the lead and slapped at the dragon that was in the crossing.

The voice of the person who came was rampant, and the action was extremely violent, and he entered the venue domineeringly.

It must be known that during the tribulation, in addition to the body, there must be no interference from external objects, otherwise it will definitely set fire to the body, and the person who comes is fearless, which can be seen that it is not a good stubble.

"Look for death, roar ......"

The golden dragon roared, and a dragon's tail flicked away, and its speed was like lightning, striking the white horseman.

"Bang!"

The two joined each other, and there was a bang.

The white Pi Lian resisted this blow stiffly, and did not retreat a step, Pi Lian passed a loud shout, pushed up, and supported the dragon with one force, and the end was domineering and unmatched.

The golden dragon roared angrily and flicked its tail wildly, trying to throw the appendage into the air, but its body was too large for it to be useless no matter how it moved.

Because of the interference of foreign objects, the colorful clouds that were about to dissipate in a short time began to gather, and the time of a breath returned to its original size.

And looking at the momentum of its growth, it seems that it continues to increase.

There are changes in the tribulation, and there are also variables in the calamity itself, which are all complementary to each other.

The seven-colored clouds grew thicker and thicker, and the electric snakes within them swam away, as thick as a calf.

The color of the lightning was also purer than the previous seven colors, and the energy that burst out of the thick space seemed to make the void tremble.

The white Pi Lian was stranded in the air, revealing a real person, this person had white hair and white eyebrows, and was wearing a white robe, so he couldn't tell his age.

His cheeks are extremely warm, as if there is sunshine wherever he appears, and he is the absolute home field.

A cyan long sword was carried on his body, and before it was unsheathed, the sword intent violently tore apart the wind in the air, and an absolute vacuum belt was formed where he stood in the air.

The golden dragon roared angrily, ignoring the white-haired man at its side, its body trembling, soaring for nine days, and crashing into the seven-colored clouds that had not yet taken shape.

"Bang!"

The two touched each other and made a monstrous noise.

But the truth was beyond the dragon's expectations, it did not smash the seven tribulation clouds in the air, it didn't even shake it, the clouds were still the same, and as the energy swam, the terrifying energy above became more and more majestic.

Looking at the angry dragon that roared to himself, the white-haired man laughed.

Although his whole image and temperament look suave, his smile is extremely harsh.

He didn't care what kind of emotions his smile would bring to the dragon, even if he knew, he didn't care, he wasn't afraid of the thunder tribulation, why was he afraid of the dragon?

The white-haired man did nothing behind the dragon, staring at him, and the thunder tribulation in the sky was not transferred to him, which indirectly caused the expansion of the calamity clouds and intensified the power of the seven colors and seven tribulations.

Therefore, if the dragon wants to step through this hurdle, the amount of strength it needs to pay will be doubled, not to mention the mutations generated by outsiders now, this catastrophe is even more difficult.

The dragon's heart is murderous, but there is no way to say it.

Not to mention the consequences of turning around to deal with the white-haired man behind it, it couldn't bear the consumption of time alone.

Therefore, this full of anger was vented on the impact of the clouds, and the energy brought by the dragon's agitation rushed violently against the dark clouds, and the golden color matched the seven-colored clouds.

After a while, the lightning on the Seven Tribulations Cloud stopped wandering around, but was slowly condensing and moving closer to the middle, so that the weak part of the edge was immediately torn apart by the strong wind.

"Roar—"

The dragon roared and the hurricane roared.

The dragon once again condensed its dragon power towards the dragon's horns, and in an instant, the dragon's horns shone brightly, and the golden light soared into the sky.

The void crack shone brightly, and as soon as it appeared, the front of the dragon's horn began to collapse, and the black hole flashed.

"Woo-"

The dragon slammed into the sky with all its might, and at that moment, the seven-colored clouds in the sky dissipated, and were replaced by a seven-colored lightning bolt.

"Boom, boom—"

The two touched each other, and there was no loud noise, and the storms around them stopped at this moment, and the earth began to cease, even the stones thrown from the sky began to stop.

The white-haired man behind the dragon instantly retreated three thousand feet, standing in the distance, looking at the battlefield calmly, the clothes on his body fluttering, extremely chic and romantic.

Directly below the white robe, Kaohsiung, who crossed his knees and crossed the stick, jumped up violently, the long stick whistled, and immediately threw out a beautiful circle in his hand.

After three breaths, Kaohsiung shouted loudly and slammed the long stick on the ground.

"Boom ......"

A jet-black dome instantly formed, covering the body of the forbidden star, this is the second shield released by Kaohsiung, the jet black on it is even thicker, and the energy that bursts out from the flow of brilliance is more and more compelling.

He glanced up at the scene in the sky, and what caught his eyes was a golden glow, and he vaguely saw the stillness above, although his heart was extremely shocked, but he also knew the weight.

With a sigh, he slipped into the shield, but this time he didn't cross his knees, he held the stick in both hands, and stood still in front of the black dragon sculpture, guarding the forbidden star behind him.

The reason why he didn't leave was not only because of his guilt, but also because of his admiration for the Forbidden Star, and most importantly, he valued the Forbidden Star very much.

He previously said that the forbidden star was in a state of fake death, but Ke Meng and Forbidden Fire did not question it, and subconsciously chose to believe it. In fact, he knew in his heart that his fake death was just to stabilize everyone's minds.

For the forbidden star who has no breathing pulse, he Kaohsiung really can't figure out the situation, but no matter what the situation is, he still chooses to stay.

Even if that happens, he will protect the dignity of the forbidden star before and after his death.

Dignity and morality are not favored by anyone in this world, and even sneered, and his choice to stay is also a choice to follow his heart.

The phenomenon of stillness in the sky had not yet passed, and the light seemed to cover the entire sky above the Forbidden Clan, and a brief and terrifying horror was spreading.

However, there is always a time limit for all spell moves to catch and kill, without exception.

Silent, silent, windy.

Colorful golden light is not splashed.

The next moment, the sky seemed to darken suddenly, as if the sky was lowering more and more at this moment.

"Boom—"

The thunder shook the heavens and the earth, and the colors that covered the heavens began to shrink, and in this moment, the world was once again functioning. The stone that fell from the sky to the earth began to complete its movements.

The hurricane in the air and the roar and trembling of the earth began to continue, and the real apocalyptic vision began to fall.

The seven-colored thunderbolt all fell on the dragon's body, and the dragon, which had been showing off its mighty power before, began to let out a violent howl.

The thick electric snake sparks slashed the dragon's flesh and blood, and the scales fell, and the golden color on the dragon's body seemed to converge at this moment.

Looking at the dragon that was crossing, the white-haired man couldn't help but laugh proudly, his voice undisguised, as if he was falling into the well in this way.

The dragon roared angrily, "Shaft, look for death!"

It can be seen that this giant dragon's cultivation is still very difficult, otherwise such a large cloud of seven tribulations would have already split the dragon that is generally crossing the tribulation and ascending, and it is the kind of one that has no suspense.

The colorful clouds gradually disappeared, and the seven-colored thunder and lightning also retreated, and the tip of the horn on the top of the giant dragon's head had dragon blood pouring out, wetting the dragon's eye, and most of the golden light of the entire body faded.

"Roar—"

The dragon roared angrily.

In vain, a cyan sword from the sky fell with a bang, as if it had the power of the setting sun, and it was full of righteousness.

The white-haired man chose the timing very punctually, extremely tricky, and took advantage of your illness to kill you.

As soon as he appeared, he reached the top of the dragon's head.

The golden dragon is not a soft persimmon, how can it be manipulated?

A swing of the tail, with a swinging momentum to gather strength, do not dodge, collide away.

An unexpected thing happened, this cyan sword soared by more than ten zhang at this moment, and its speed doubled.

"Groan—"

A loud and piercing sound pierced the sky, and the sonic boom cut through the dark clouds that had accumulated in the sky.

The dragon roared bitterly, and the white-haired man was unforgiving, and stepped on the dragon's body.

The long sword groaned endlessly, the moves continued, and the waves crashed on the shore, all of which beckoned to the dragon's body.

Ke Ling, the dragon who had just successfully crossed the catastrophe, was deceived by the white hair without the slightest kick.

The sword move was a treacherous path again, and its hasty blow disappeared without any real effect.

From the white-haired man's strong entry to his brazen attack, although he had been watching it before, the negative impact on the dragon was magnified countless times.

"You dare to name yourself?"

The white-haired man smiled, didn't speak, and slashed at the dragon's horn with a loud shout.

The cyan color passed, the dragon's horns broke, and it fell from a high altitude.

"The green sword is forbidden Zhiyuan, and the forbidden clan is ichiro. ”

This person turned out to be the Great Elder of the Forbidden Clan, Ban Zhiyuan, who was guarding the Octagonal Tower!

The seven-colored thunder tribulation was successfully crossed by the dragon, and the eight-colored clouds were still in the process of self-condensation.

It was inflamed, twisted its body, and fought the white-haired forbidden Zhiyuan

Ban Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Lao Tzu sits in the Octagonal Tower, you are not a real character yet, and you dare to argue with me?"

The two began a life-and-death struggle between the condensation of the eighth thunder tribulation, but no matter how they looked at it, it was this white-haired forbidden Zhiyuan who had the upper hand.

And the small dragon horn that fell to the earth smashed into the earth, and the direction was the place guarded by Kaohsiung.

Kaohsiung clenched his hands and struck it with a stick, sinking with great force to prevent this dragon horn from entering the black shield.

But it backfired, and the blow full of confidence was lightly broken by the dragon horn.

The long stick is broken into two sections.

"Boom!"

The dragon's horns were inserted into the stone.

Above the stone is a sculpture of a black dragon.

The dragon's blood slowly flowed down the dragon's horns and invaded the stone face.

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