Before he could react, a majestic momentum suddenly poured out from the space ring of Yeyun, Yeyun was shocked, and he hurriedly took out the Qiu Long Sword at the moment.

"Bell!"

An incomparably clear sword groan swung above it, and Yeyun heard a wild roar!

"Ahh ——”

The roar was accompanied by bursts of sword roars and trembling, as if the entire sword had come to life, and suddenly, with a crisp sound, a hole was cracked on Qiu Long's wide sword body, and it even continued to expand!

Yeyun was shocked in his heart, but at this time, he couldn't care about these anymore, he held the hilt of the sword in his hand, took one step, and his figure instantly flashed in front of the statue, "Stunned! With a single click, the entire sword pierced through the statue from the position of the heart!

"What are you doing!?"

Seeing Yeyun's actions, Luan Yan'er screamed, her face suddenly turned pale, and she couldn't see any flesh color, and Pafil on her side was even more simply, angrily let out a loud dragon moan, and squirted out a mouthful of pitch-black dragon breath from her mouth!

"Boom! ——”

With a loud bang, a terrifying pit was instantly blown out a few steps away from the night clouds!

"Human boy, if you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I, Pafir, swear in the name of the dragon that I will let you die without a place to be buried!"

The voice was low and trembling slightly, Pafil was already angry at Nightcloud's actions to the limit, and the blow just now was just a warning, because Nightcloud was standing in front of the idol of the dark god at this time, and Paphael couldn't attack Nightcloud, and he didn't dare, because he was afraid that he would accidentally destroy the statue of the god.

Without answering, Yeyun just stared at his sword tightly, motionless.

"Kala!"

The sword body continued to crack, and streams of pitch-black mist continued to pour out, constantly rotating around the statue, the pitch-black mist night cloud had never been seen, but suddenly there was an indescribable familiarity, suddenly, the Qiu Sword was completely shattered, revealing the crystal clear dragon sword body, and at this moment, the colorful beam above the mid-air had been completely shattered, and began to dissipate from the top to the bottom!

"Oops!"

Luan Yan'er whispered in a distracted voice, staring blankly at the dissipating colorful beam, slowly turning into fragments.

The colorful beam gradually dissipated, and when the beam dissipated halfway, the pitch-black mist that revolved around the idol suddenly rose into the sky, and rushed towards the seven-colored beam, and the two collided, but there was no sound, as if, the seven-colored beam received half of the pitch-black mist, or even, merged?

The two fused, and the colorful beam suddenly burst out with a brilliant brilliance, which stopped instantly, and the original cracked lines were constantly recovering.

The seal, the last seal, did not dissipate!!

On the ground, Luan Yan'er looked at the colorful beam that stopped dissipating, and her eyes gradually revealed a trace of brilliance, and Na Pa Fei was even more excited to let out bursts of dragon groans!

After a long time, the colorful brilliance dissipated, and a pitch-black mist reappeared, falling directly on the idol.

"Kala!"

With a crisp sound, the statue began to crack slightly, and the pitch-black mist was constantly blending into the idol.

"Kala! Kala! ”

The whole statue began to tremble, large swaths of stones began to fall off, and suddenly, Luan Yan'er pointed to the statue that was constantly cracking and shouted: "Inside, there are people inside!" ”

"What!?"

Ye Yun was shocked, and hurriedly looked carefully at the statue, and the two-meter-tall statue began to crack from top to bottom, and the rubble residue continued to scatter, revealing a person's body!

When the last wisp of pitch-black mist was completely integrated, the remnants of the stone on the statue completely fell off, and Yeyun took a few steps back vigilantly, staring closely at the man in front of him.

A long red and black hair, no flaws can be found on the beautiful face, tall and tall, but not fat or thin, he stands at a distance from everyone is not too far, but everyone from the bottom of their hearts gush out of a sense of distance, he just stands, but does not move and self-authority, naturally reveals a general feeling of looking down on the world, this feeling, seems to be the master, seems to be the emperor, and it seems to be, God!

Slowly raised his arm, twisted it a few times, looked at his body again, and showed a slight smile, although the smile was very short, he took it back in an instant, but it was that short smile that made Yeyun suddenly think of a person - the Holy Son of the Bright Sect, Carter!

The man in front of him, except for the color of his hair and the calm expression he maintained at that moment, was almost the same as Carter's touch!

"Who are you?!"

Yeyun could clearly feel a very familiar smell exuded by the man in front of him, but Yeyun still maintained twelve points of vigilance against him, because when Yeyun saw this man for the first time, his intuition instinctively told him that he was very strong!

"My, name?"

The man opened his mouth, he seemed to be a little uncomfortable with speaking, the tone was a little stiff, but his voice was very soft, very magnetic, and very pleasant to listen to.

"Morpheus"

He looked at Yeyun, his eyes clear, but there was a hint of playfulness and evil in his eyes.

"Boy, you're still pretty short。。。。。。"

"You!"

Yeyunqi's nose was crooked, and everyone who was familiar with him seemed to have said this to himself, but in fact, Yeyun, who was only eighteen years old, was already more than one meter eight tall, enough to "look down" on most of his peers, but for the man in front of him who was more than two meters tall, Yeyun's height was indeed a little shorter.

"Mo, Morpheus!? Morpheus, the god of darkness!? ”

Luan Yan'er stared at the man in front of her in surprise, looking incredulous, while Pafir, who was squatting on her side, was much calmer in comparison, but she didn't open her mouth to question, just lowered its noble head, and said to the man with a trembling voice: "Dragon, dragon clan, Pafel, meet the Lord God of Darkness!" ”

"Pafel?"

The man first glanced at Luan Yan'er, showing a gentle smile, and then turned his gaze to Pafir's body, looking at its white keel, and couldn't help frowning.

"Dragongod Rocky Schill, who are you?"

Hearing Morpheus's words, Pafir's huge body trembled obviously, paused slightly, and replied in a slightly desolate tone: "Back to the Lord God, it is my father. ”

"Sure enough..."

Sighing slightly, Morpheus's expression was a little sad, thinking that the dragon god resolutely chose a decisive battle to the end for the honor of the entire god race, and finally fell, the god race was destroyed, and the huge dragon race no longer had a leader's command, and was finally ruthlessly sealed.

Thinking of this, a burst of grief and indignation suddenly welled up in Morpheus's heart, raised his head to look at the beam that was only half a section left, shook his head helplessly, and sighed lightly: "It's still a step too late。。。。。 ”