Behind the dragon, the Buddha is magnificent, and the supreme Buddha country emerges, and the chanting is loud.

Kill the Dragon King of the Western Sea.

The West Sea Dragon Clan had already been frightened.

Each hugged his head and cried.

He begged for mercy.

Even the little white dragon's mind was affected by the fear that was rooted in his blood.

Mana is not working well.

He looked at the West Sea Dragon Clan who were crying and grabbing the ground.

Suddenly I thought of the words that the Dragon King of the West Sea had said to him before.

"You are the lord of the dragon clan chosen by the will of the ancestors, and only you have the opportunity to lead the dragon clan to glory again."

"How glorious the dragon clan used to be, but now it can only be reduced to the blood food of the immortal god's mount, trembling and trembling......"

"Do you think that the father doesn't want to resist?! Just that Dragon Descending Venerable alone can kill all the dragons of the four seas! What to resist!"

The little white dragon suddenly straightened his waist.

The sea seems to be still. All sounds are gone.

"Father, you are wrong, if you don't even have the courage to resist, what's the use of having high mana?!"

"Master is right, we're ...... Momentum ......"

The little white dragon stood still, falling into an epiphany. There was infinite battle intent in his eyes.

"True Dragon Treasure Technique!"

Around him, heaven and earth were felt, and the laws were overturned. The blood of the true dragon in his body was surging and surging with a roar.

Countless mystical beings were generated, and a purple-gold divine dragon that spanned all worlds appeared in his mind.

The armor around him turned a faint purple-gold, and his momentum climbed.

The little white dragon clenched his fist seal and slashed towards the dragon descending Arhat who carried the immeasurable Buddha light.

"Boom!"

The entire West Sea shook violently, and the monstrous waters were turbulent.

The dragon flew out upside down, his face full of incredulity. He was actually repelled by the dragon clan who were one level lower?!

What a miracle this is!

At that moment, a birdsong sounded on the sea, and the sound terrified all the dragons.

Eight Heavenly Dragons, Garuda!

The Buddha's light behind the Dragon Venerable reappeared: "This seat suppresses the rebellion of the dragon clan today!" After today, there will be no dragons in the Three Realms!"

Let's join forces with Garuda and kill the little white dragon. The little white dragon's face was solemn, he couldn't win a dragon, not to mention the dragon nemesis Garuda!

He stood still and squeezed his fist print.

"Uncle Long is afraid that you won't make it!"

It's just that this time it was him who flew out upside down. Blood stained the West Sea.

Countless dragons screamed.

The old dragon king was distressed: "Wu'er...... Give it up! ”

The little white dragon struggled to his feet.

"Uncle Long is the lord of the dragon clan...... Get...... Fight out the dragons' ...... Temperament!"

"Venerable Dragon Descendant, I will ...... you Immortal board! ”

"Presumptuous! You're looking for death!"

The return of the dragon and Garuda.

The Buddha's light is surging, and the golden flame is rising.

Endless clouds of water stirred.

The magnificent mana of the two Venerable Buddhas bloomed. Mortal situation.

Everyone couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

At this moment, there was a "poof" sound in the sea. The glittering golden armor descended, as if it was tailor-made for the little white dragon!

Cover him all over his body, and close it tightly, like a Xuanwu.

Bless him with supreme mana!

Immediately afterwards, a spear with a mighty murderous aura pierced the West Sea Maniac.

Endless murderous aura pervades the horizontal, like substance, the universe is turbulent, ten thousand sorrows, trembling and surrendering.

The two Venerable Buddhas were frightened.

The little white dragon blessed his soul and shouted: "The gun is coming!"

The next moment, the mighty red rays dyed the West Sea with blood. After disappearing for endless years, the god-killing spear reappeared in the world, the legend is that it was transformed by the rhizome of the creation of the green lotus, born in chaos, born with a powerful killing power, is a killing treasure, and once frightened the chaos gods and demons with murderous aura before chaos.

That stem was rooted in the chaos before the opening of the sky, constantly absorbing the ferocious qi, accumulating over time, and gradually becoming the original form of the god-killing spear.

Later, Pangu opened the sky, and it was lost in the wilderness and was obtained by the Demon Ancestor Luo.

Nourish with the remnants of three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, making them even more ferocious.

Even Dao Ancestor didn't dare to lash out.

Later, the Demon Ancestor was defeated, and the whereabouts of the god-killing spear were once again unknown.

Originally, I thought it was Dao Ancestor who put it away. But I didn't expect it to appear in the hands of the little white dragon today.

The little white dragon was holding a god-killing spear in his hand, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

He was just a golden immortal, and under normal circumstances, let alone using it, he didn't even have the qualifications to touch the god-killing spear. But with the blessing of the mana of the Xuanwu armor on his body, he was barely able to urge this gun.

He looked up at the Dragon Descending Venerable and Garuda. The latter two were already terrified.

After glancing at each other, they all agreed:

"Run!"

They no longer wanted to slaughter the dragons, but instead used the extreme speed of the world to flee frantically.

The little white dragon lifted the spear and slowly walked in the direction of the dragon and Garuda.

The spear blade dragged to the ground, easily crossing the ocean floor. Cracking through the bottomless ravine, the horror is incomparable.

"I want to escape from Uncle Long, don't think about it!" The little white dragon frantically instilled mana into the god-killing spear in his hand.

Then he threw it at the two Buddha Venerables.

"This shot was fired by Uncle Ben for the tens of millions of dragons who died!"

A little cold came first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon!

The incomparable spears crisscrossed the world, with boundless murderous aura, stirring hundreds of millions of miles of seawater.

The coercion of terror has left many people breathless.

The dragon descending and Garuda are locked by murderous energy.

I can't move at all.

The void behind them crumbled.

Reveal the emptiness after the annihilation of space.

No light can shine through it.

Even laws can't exist.

After that, an earth-shattering bang broke out, and the West Sea shook. The spear passed through their bodies with ease.

It's like a piece of tissue paper.

The endless Buddha kingdom turned into ashes, and the Buddha's light dimmed. The golden bodies of the two Venerable Buddhas were shattered, and even their souls and true spirits were not left.

There is only boundless murderous aura left in the heavens and the earth. That murderous aura swept through the heavens and the earth, making countless beings in the Three Realms tremble.

Even the Dao Ancestor in Zixiao Palace emerged from the void. Surprised: "Divine Killer Spear?"

Lingshan, the two Venerables of Buddhism fell.

Many Buddhist monks have a sense of sorrow.

Rulai and Amitabha Buddha sensed that the murderous aura came from the direction of the West Sea.

The two looked at each other, and their faces were solemn: "Could it be that there is a problem with the little white dragon again this time?" But he didn't dare to summon people to investigate. so as not to encounter accidents.

That murderous aura was earth-shattering, and it was no worse than the four formations of Zhuxian.

Even they were terrified.

The person who made the shot was definitely extraordinary, otherwise it would not have caused such a big movement.

At the very least, it won't be a dragon!

After all, Xiao Bailong, the strongest person in the dragon clan, is only a golden immortal cultivator now, and it is impossible for him to suddenly burst out with such a strong combat power!

They've always been aware of it.

"Could it be that there is another change in the Journey to the West?" Rulai groaned.

In the Outer Heavens, the Jade Void Palace and the Eight Views Palace, the two saints opened their eyes.

They are naturally no strangers to the monstrous murderous aura. It was a god-killing spear that belonged to the Demon Ancestor Luo's throat.

They had experienced the battle between Dao and Demons, and they had seen the Demon Ancestor holding a god-killing spear from a distance.

Even though they were far away, they all felt fear, and the murderous aura was like maggots on tarsal bones, which was terrifying.

"Who made the move this time?!"

The same doubts also surfaced in the minds of other saints.

West Sea Dragon Palace.

After killing the two Venerable Buddhas, the god-killing spear flew away on its own.

Converge all the murderous energy, pass through the layers of sky light and clouds, and reflect the sky like a heavenly fire.

Many people cast their eyes on the gun and looked to see where it was flying.