Boom!

The huge palm, even the axe and the person directly knocked the real dragon straight out.

Follow.

Chen Fan chased after him, his body shook, and he rushed forward again, punching out.

With a loud bang, a huge force exploded, shaking the true dragon into the air, and the voids everywhere exploded.

But Zhenlongzi's body is not a vegetarian, and he was punched dozens of times by Chen Fan, but there was nothing wrong with it.

As the two battled, the sound passed through the infinite void, resounded through the endless void, and spread throughout the universe.

In the dim space, the bright stars emitted a faint light.

Chen Fan didn't say a word, and left the True Dragon Clan World directly with the True Dragon Son.

This was deliberately done by Chen Fan, just to take the real dragon away so that other forces could take action.

At the same time, it also made it impossible for the true dragon to stop the attack of other forces.

After the two left.

The True Dragon World, which was still in full swing just now, suddenly quieted down.

It was originally a peaceful, fairyland-like world, but now, it is a ruin, a long river of blood, and broken bones everywhere.

A thick aura spread out of it, and it was the breath released by countless dragon blood.

Dragon blood is an extremely strong elixir, plus there are too many strong people who have died here, and the dragon blood, which was originally valuable, has already blossomed everywhere, causing all forces to be blushing.

Dragon blood, whether it is used to refine the body or alchemy, is a very precious thing.

They are all very precious materials.

A drop of dragon blood is equivalent to a 10,000-year-old elixir.

Everyone's eyes became blazing at this time, and the greed in their eyes appeared.

They wanted to wipe out the True Dragon Clan, but when they thought of the True Dragon, everyone hesitated.

"Kill!"

Just when everyone was hesitating, the Flying Tiger took the Flying Tiger Clan to make a move.

Rumble!

The best artifact opened the way in front of it, melting the void and forming a huge passage, endless flames flying in the sky, and the golden flames in the sky, like a galaxy, fell from the sky.

In an instant, the Flying Tiger Clan had already killed in front of the True Dragon Clan.

"Flying Tiger Clan, what a guts!"

The rest of the True Dragon Clan powerhouses were all furious, their eyes were red, and they were murderous.

"Kill!"

There was only one word in response to them.

With the addition of many powerhouses of the Flying Tiger Clan, a majestic murderous aura swept out.

The world of the True Dragon Clan finally calmed down, but it was shrouded in war again.

Feihu was extremely calm.

Once you do it this time, you must let the True Dragon Clan be completely destroyed.

As long as the true dragon son lives, the life of the Flying Tiger Clan will not be easy in the future, and it is only a matter of time before it is destroyed.

The relationship between the two races has been completely broken.

But even if the Flying Tiger Clan doesn't make a move, it will be destroyed by the True Dragon Clan in the future.

As early as when they attacked the True Dragon Clan, the two sides were already mortal enemies, either you die or I die.

If that's the case, then it's better to destroy the true dragon clan directly.

"Guys, what are you doing in a daze?"

"If you don't do it now, when will you wait?"

"Besides, how can a quasi-immortal ninefold powerhouse be able to beat a Dacheng physique?"

The flying tiger roared angrily, deafening.

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and although the vitality of the true dragon clan is greatly damaged, it is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

If only the Flying Tiger Clan makes a move, even if the True Dragon Clan can be destroyed, it will be severely damaged by the True Dragon Clan in the end.

Now, what the Flying Tiger must do is to preserve his own power while making the other races enemies of the True Dragons.

As long as there are enough people, even if the true dragon is not killed, once these forces are united, it will be enough to deter each other.

In a sense, the Flying Tiger is to pull other forces into the water and force other forces to form alliances.

The major forces are well aware of this, and some people have given up directly.

Like the Nine-Tailed Strange Beast Clan, this is the case.

Their race is ordinary, and it's impossible to join a team casually.

Once you join, you can't come back!

Of course, this makes many forces a little tempted.

There are too many resources of the True Dragon Clan, and that dragon blood river alone is mouth-watering.

"Kill!"

The Golden-winged Bird Clan is in the lead, and it is originally a fearless character.

And now, there is still a Dacheng physique that has dragged the real dragon, why not take the opportunity to fight?

"Kill!"

After some careful consideration, the White Bear Clan finally chose to participate.

Over there.

All sides of the Terrans were talking.

"Are we going to do it too?"

"The True Dragon Clan is already dying, and now that all major forces are participating in the war, their quasi-immortal realms are all being contained, this is the best time for us to do it!"

The little Holy Lord's eyes were hot, this was a good opportunity for him to fall into the ground, and they also wanted to get involved.

But he also understands that this matter is not up to them.

All this must also take into account the reputation of the Tianyan Holy Land.

"Afraid of what?"

"Wipe out the True Dragons!"

"A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if you miss it, you will never have it again!"

"As long as the True Dragon Clan survives this hurdle, as long as the True Dragon Son is still alive, they will be able to return to the Kyushu Continent!"

"So, we have to go all out and destroy the true dragon clan!"

Qin Zuhuang was also a ruthless person, and he didn't take the threat of the real dragon to heart.

What he said is also true.

Now is the great time to eradicate the True Dragon Clan, and it would be a pity if you can't grasp it.

There may not be any more.

"Do it!"

The Heavenly Yan Holy Lord didn't think much about it, his eyes flickered, and his voice was cold.

All of this was in her plan.

Chen Fan used his powerful Dacheng physique to contain the True Dragon Clan, and taking advantage of this opportunity, it was the best time for them to make a move against the True Dragon Clan.

Even if the real dragon is still alive and wants to take revenge, he will take the Flying Tiger Clan first.

Instead of their Heavenly Sacred Land.

Rumble!

With the passage of time, more and more forces are involved.

The power of one by one of the best artifacts swept away in all directions with a devastating momentum.

Under the siege of many immortal forces.

No matter how strong the True Dragon Clan is, it is vulnerable in the face of this wave of attacks.

Rumble!

The second supreme artifact of the True Dragon Clan was completely restored, the will of the Great Immortal was recondensed, and a supreme coercion traversed the sky.

However, soon, more than a dozen top-grade artifacts were shot at the same time, imprisoning the will of the great immortal in one place.

Back then, the Flying Tiger Clan relied on four top-grade artifacts to kill the Spirit Snake Great Immortal.

What's more, there are more than a dozen top-grade artifacts, which don't give the True Dragon Clan's Great Immortal Will a chance to exert its full power at all!

The will of the Great Immortals?

It's just a joke.

"Want the help of the Great Immortal's will?"

"It's a joke!"

Jiang Yi, the powerhouse of the Golden Crow Clan, sneered, looking proud.

"In the past, once the true dragon son of my family preached, the humiliation he suffered today will be repaid a hundredfold!"

A True Dragon Clan's Saint Realm shed blood and tears, and his eyes were full of hatred, sweeping the entire heaven and earth as if he had materialized.

But soon, a slap came and slapped him to death!

"Fucking preaching?"

"Whether your true dragon son can live or not is unknown!"

Feihu's expression was indifferent, and his tone was flat without the slightest emotion.