"The sky is falling? Earthquake? What happened again? ”

"Isn't there a hidden guardian spirit in the Blood Witch Ancestral Land? I've endured it until now, and I'm finally going to make a move? ”

Because of the formation of the Forbidden Army Golem, the encirclement was chiseled through, and the intruders of the lower ranks had long been in chaos.

They are powerless to distract themselves from the view of more images.

When the roar of the earth-shattering dragon resounded through the sky, they screamed.

The obedient lying on his stomach running from the ground, the wailing and falling of the galloping sky, the trembling calves and wings desperately, can not exhaust the panic in his heart.

"No...... No, no, no......"

"Not a new guardian spirit, just a young Chimera......"

In the front row, a hedgehog-shaped baby of the world, chestnut and fearful:

"It became a rushing dragon...... The rushing dragon at the beginning of the Early Arcane ...... Nightmare...... It must be a nightmare! ”

"Roar!!"

The front chant has not yet been exhausted, and the back chant is even louder.

A mountain exploded, blood mist rose into the air, and the majestic dragon qi roared upward.

After a thunderbolt in the clear sky, a crack split into the void.

Along this crack, whether it was the blood cloud and blood rain summoned by the blood witch, or the cloud network and cloud realm supported by the cloud witch, all of them were torn to pieces.

"Poof......

Wu Yundie snorted, and a wisp of sky-blue witch blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Her barrier has been broken, and she naturally needs to bear the backlash.

The afterimage flashed, and the ragged vampire prince Burtner seized the opportunity and quickly broke away.

He and Wu Yundie distanced themselves at least 30,000 meters, and while calming down his rapid breathing, he looked at the sky and the earth.

When he caught a giant dragon with eight arms, he was stunned, and stared back sharply, and the slightly dim glass pupils suddenly became gloomy.

"Chonglong...... Long Aotian? ”

"Good boy, with the help of the old-timers at the ashes level, these beauties still have to die?"

"Roar!!

The Chimera cub is transformed very thoroughly, and there is no trace of the blood of the main body at all.

It soars in the void, and its majestic posture reflects the magnificence and waves of the mountains and seas, the immensity and ethereal nature of the heavens and the earth.

The giant five-clawed white dragon is obviously as big as it, and it is about 10,000 meters in size.

But for some reason, Chonglong's momentum is even more majestic.

The back of a metal mountain range, straight and upward, has the hardness of a pillar stone, the hardness of iron, and is indestructible.

The muscles that bulge high correspond to the eight brute dragon arms.

One arm has eight toes, and each toe has eight nails.

The dense claws are like thorny shrubs with extremely vigorous vitality, and if they dig into the body of the prey at will, it will inevitably penetrate the intestines and stomach, and there will be no other accidents and lucks.

"Roar!!"

Chong Long roared for the fourth time, and some of the Blood Witch Goddesses, Cloud Witch Goddesses, and Light Witch Goddesses, who were seriously injured or had lower ranks, couldn't stop the spiritual palpitations, and fell to the ground weakly.

"It's really Chonglong...... The first protector of the Ye clan in its heyday......"

"It is rumored that it was born with the Holy Brute Dragon, with endless blood and infinite physical strength......"

"The power of a roar can be compared with the fierce beast, the sun and the moon can be killed by rushing to the sky, and the ...... can be slaughtered by rushing to the earth"

"It has been domineering since its infancy, and it is invincible until it is in its prime, no Holy Spirit knows the way of collision better than it, it is an invincible spokesperson, interpreting the extreme ...... of breaking through all laws"

Wu Yunhua, who was almost exhausted by the Xuanmu Witch's "Brilliant Spring Map", couldn't support it, and fell to the ground softly.

She held the glowing stone as she could, trying her best to extract the light element inside.

While looking up at Chonglong, his face was pale, and his beating heart almost broke through his chest:

"This guy...... He ascended to the throne in the last years of the ancient era, and he was the same generation as the king of Shura......"

"In the early days of the ancient world, after surviving the catastrophe of the broken universe, the king of Shura named it the 'Zhenyuan Dragon God', known as the god who did not come out, and the dragon was invincible......"

"It must have cultivated to the realm of a pseudo-god, and it is only one barbarian godhead away from being promoted!"

"This is the most extreme and brilliant brilliance of the Ye Clan, and a little bit, the Ye Clan will have a crown and three gods!"

"Even such an existence can be summoned, the Ye Clan's heritage is so profound, shouldn't it be jealous of the heavens? Shouldn't God be damned? Why do they have so many things that we can't get at our fingertips?! ”

Wu Yunhua was emotionally out of control, and her sentences were full of hysterical madness.

However, Bertner's gaze suddenly turned cold.

He looked down on Wu Yunhua's face, and the pure ancient witch language made Wu doubt his racial belonging:

"Since you open your mouth and close your mouth, it's all the glory of the past."

"Brother, I want to ask you, you only saw the strongest person of my Ye Clan standing at the peak, have you ever seen the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, the road full of thorns, those fighters who fell halfway?"

"Including Long Aotian seniors."

"Its invincibility is built on fighting day after day."

"It fights with its kindred, with other barbarian saints, and with the Abyss Demon King."

"If it weren't for bathing in blood, being reborn in the near death, and growing up furiously from killing, how would the name of invincibility be achieved?"

Bertnar looked at a ray of pity, then raised his head, looked up at the giant dragon in the sky, put his hands on his chest, and saluted solemnly:

"In the Second Age of the New Age, the Night Clan's guardian Holy Spirit Burtner, I have seen the respected Long Aotian senior."

"This is the land of my Ye clan's allies, and it has been invaded by foreign enemies, and I ask my predecessors to kill them."

"Night Clan allies?"

The rough dragon language shattered the universe and shocked the ears.

Ye Hanjun was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

Isn't the seal of the Holy Spirit the strongest blow? Why did Chonglong come to the place, instead of triggering the damage in time, a wisp of self-awareness was born?

"Descendants are ashamed, since the ancestors, there is no crown, and there is no god."

Bötner's head was one point lower, and he repeated again:

"Ask the seniors to go on a killing spree."

"The Drinking Ma Clan has not been extinguished so far, and the descendants of the first Clown Emperor have also been consecrated as gods again."

"The situation of my Ye clan is much worse than before, and it can even be said that it is on the verge of extinction, and there is a risk of extinction at every turn."

"Roaring ......"

In Chonglong's huge and hollow dragon eyes, a wisp of golden-red blood qi erupted, and his spirit revived in an instant.

It roared loudly, and the dragon's groan shook the earth, and spread far and wide:

"Crooked melons and cracked dates! It's all crooked melons and cracked dates! ”

"Night Shura has left you so many treasures, some of them even Lao Tzu is salivating!"

"As a result, you were beaten to the base camp? I really want to spray you to death! It's all a bunch of rubbish! Shame on you and throw it home! ”

Chong Long - Thunderous Jump.

Bertner was silent, completely afraid to speak.

Ye Hanjun also endured goosebumps all over his body and kept it as quiet as possible.

"Roar!!

Chong Long jumped down, and suddenly opened his bloody mouth.

Pieces of immeasurable fetus, dazzling fetus, like small fish and shrimp, are all swallowed by it in its mouth.

"Not enough! Inadequate! ”

"The raw materials do not have divinity, and the strongest blow of Lao Tzu's seal can only exert the power of the Most Holy Perfection!"

"If you want to kill, Lao Tzu wants to return to the realm of false gods, and your life - all for Lao Tzu!"

Like a tiger entering the flock, no one dares to be.

The tyrannical Chonglong frantically slaughters low-ranking creatures, snatching their flesh and gnawing their souls.

The corners of Bertner's eyes jumped and jumped, and his heart suddenly slashed his arms like a thought, allowing the precious vampire king's blood to rush into the sky.

"The younger generations are incompetent, and I am willing to dedicate the rest of my life and half a life to reproduce the strongest blow of the past."

"Roar!"

Chong Long roared, but did not respond, just swallowed all the blood in one gulp and continued to kill.

"The predecessors of the dragon clan, we can't even protect the ancestral land, and I am very ashamed in my heart."

"If our flesh and blood are good for you, please take them as well!"

Witch Blood, Witch Bloodstone, Witch Blood Late ...... The surviving Blood Witch Priestess couldn't help but wave her scepter and pour out the power of the remaining blood in her body.

Even the seriously injured Wu Xuebi gritted his teeth and dedicated, his long wavy red hair lost its lustre, and subtle wrinkles appeared on his face, and he was thousands of years old in an instant.

"Roar!"

In this regard, those who rushed to the dragon did not refuse.

It will even absorb the corpses of dead creatures on the battlefield into its mouth, chew it heavily, and melt it all into spiritual matter.

"Stop it! Can't let it get its way! ”

"The strongest blow of the half-step god, we can't block it, and we must not let this blow reappear in the world!"

Wu Guangzhi, Wu Yundie, and Wu Yunhua, regardless of their weakness or disability, flew hard:

"Three Mantra Ghost Monk Round Execution, you also shoot!"

"It is also ranked in the Most Holy Perfection, and with your spells, you will definitely be able to affect the accumulation of the dragon!"

"I'm sorry to say no."

The ghost monk of the three mantras, who is always suspended in the corner of the sky, does not bow, does not salute, and the eerie pronunciation is as always:

"Turning his back on the Ye clan and cooperating with foreign clans has violated the curse sealed in the bloodline of the ancestor, and it has committed a great taboo."

"All the time, I was suffering a lot of pain, and I couldn't sit still."

"Facing the people of the Night Clan or the vassals of the Night Clan, or even the alliance and the guardian spirit, once you make a move, it will only make the backlash worse and trap me on the verge of death."

The three mantra ghost monks were extremely calm and indifferent, and added word by word:

"Before you act, you must have been given instructions."

"Whether it's the Clown Emperor or the Light Witch God, what I promised earlier is that I only need me to help you descend to the Abyss of the Dark Lamp, and nothing else matters, so a fair deal has been reached."

"Now that you are in danger, it makes no sense for you to be angry with me because of this."

"Whew!"

The clouds and mist surged, and Wu Yunhua shot out a strange cloud in the shape of an umbrella, and screamed:

"If Chonglong releases the strongest blow, you don't want to escape, you can only wait for death on the spot!"

"That's you."

The three cursed ghost monks said lightly:

"Desperately slashing myself, there is no place for the dark lamp to trap me."

"If you can't capture the Blood Witch Ancestral Land and can't get the Blood Witch God Corpse, I will use the spell to teleport to the Sunless City and seek the protection of the Clown Emperor."

"Oh, there's infighting? You're really interesting. ”

The Goose Immortal laughed heroically, activated the Holy Spirit Imprint for the third time, and the conversation between the ghost monk and the goddess came to an abrupt end.

This time, it transforms into a large bird in armor, with its wings crossed, the silhouette of a hazy ancient city.

"Iron Armor Helmet Sparrow, Helmet City, Guarding the Abyss!"

Another strong light flew, and a meteorite giant mutated, its body became larger, but its hardness became softer, and finally transformed into an ancient spirit in the shape of mud, which was also blocked by the attack of the three great witches.

"Ooze Giant King, Ooze Chariot!"

The limp mud rose in height.

Standing at the bottom, Nightstream Firefly, dressed in a black tight battle skirt, has a perfect body and nowhere to hide.

After many years of not seeing her, her beauty has become more and more moving, and her momentum from the inside out has obviously become deeper.

She didn't look at the Night Cold King, but at Chonglong, at the strongest blow of the Ooze Giant King.

"Boom—"

In the terrifying noise that the sky was about to be pierced, the City of Helmets staggered, barely withstanding the first round of impact.

The soft mud chariot is also very competitive, and every cloud of mud that splashes out can not only affect the perception judgment, but also pursue the enemy, forming a steady stream of trouble.

Seeing that the situation was about to continue to stalemate, a magnificent holy light chasing the wind and electricity suddenly came.

It was Wu Guangqing, who looked unscathed, but her witch skirt was slightly messy.

"Broken!"

She lifted her scepter, and a milky white orb entwined with lightning light drove straight in.

In an instant, it was like snowflakes melting under the scorching sun, the city of helmets crumbled, the soft mud chariot disintegrated, and the goose and the meteorite giant returned to their original form, smashing the earth hard.

"Zhenyuan Dragon God? What a big breath. ”

"Break into the abyss of red dust with your own strength, and end up in pieces."

"It's just a poor dragon who can't seal the gods, with brute strength and no brains, if even a guy like you can preach, I don't know what chaos will happen in the world."

Wu Guangqing, whose eyebrows are like distant mountains, has an arrogant tone that is unquestionable.

Wu Guang of the same clan was overjoyed, and Tie Qing's face instantly turned from gloomy to clear.

Wu Yundie and Wu Yunhua, the two great witches of the Yunwu clan, also breathed a sigh of relief as if they had found the backbone.

"Only those who are suffering in the present will remember the past, because they are depressed by the present, but they have no ability or opportunity to reverse it."

"Long Aotian, when you were alive, you were indeed one of the strongest among the heavens and all the races, and you were peerless."

"But since you are defeated, and the Night Clan will meet the end of the mileage, why do you want to lose your temper here."

"Hahahaha-hahaha-"

The smile of the dragon, with the sky as a drum and the wind as a mallet, is like thousands of troops fighting each other:

"When Lao Tzu was alive, he hadn't heard of any light witch gods!"

"This is Lao Tzu's last breath, Lao Tzu doesn't care what the situation of the Ye clan is, it continues to be brilliant, decaying and withering, and resurrecting...... It's about Lao Tzu! Death is dead, Lao Tzu can't intervene! Don't want to interfere either! ”

"But Lao Tzu is very angry now, the country that Lao Tzu and Ye Shura have joined hands to build has been passed down to this day, and it is really a shame to be bullied by a little girl like you!"

Chong Long raised his head to the sky and roared, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye shattered the clouds and mist higher up, so the sky between heaven and earth was clear, the sky was clear for 100,000 miles, and the field of vision suddenly opened up.

"Lao Tzu wants to see if you are qualified to take Lao Tzu's trick after 110,000 years!"

"Roar !!!!"

Chong Long made a grasping motion, as if holding the invisible chain of fate in the void.

It shook off the dragon's tail, and with a loud "pop", it seemed to be pumping on the soul of the living being, causing the human blood and qi to flow backwards, and the spiritual body was on the verge of collapse.

"Boom Boom !!"

It was like dragging a string of inseparable afterimages, and before it blinked, the dragon rushed from high to low, and the terrifying speed was difficult for even the Holy Spirit to capture.

It's not just fast, it's a brute beast, a half-step god among brute beasts.

The dragon body, which is 10,000 meters long, is like a divine pillar smashed down, and the power is so great that the wind and clouds change in a moment.

Wu Guangqing stopped talking, concentrating all her attention and injecting the light element into the scepter in her right hand as much as possible.

The twelve-winged holy angel behind her suddenly opened her eyes, and the golden sun was reflected in her phantom white pupils.

The holy light flickered in an instant, and under the dazzling light spots, the entire Blood Witch Ancestral Land was spotlessly illuminated.

"Whoa-la-"

Like a delicate flower in full bloom, it returns to its closed state.

Twelve white wings folded inward, eventually transforming into a crystal clear white bud, blocking the path of the dragon.

And behind this bud, the light god ring is layered on top of each other, the blazing breath of life and the boiling magnetic field of life are like extremely icy and bitter cold places, suddenly gushing out overwhelming magma, cold and gone, vitality is revived, and the natural miracle that surpasses the past is about to be revealed.

"I chose to defend...... It's stupid. ”

"This move, whether it is defensive or offensive, is impossible to block."

"The only way is to escape, but even if it is a three-spell ghost monk who has mastered part of the laws of space, facing this blow head-on, the moment he escapes, the space will be shattered......"

Bertnell persevered until the last moment, choosing to witness it for himself.

A hint of pity appeared inexplicably on his calm cheeks, silently mocking a poor but unaware witch.

There was a boom, and there were fireworks blooming in the depths of the soul, one by one, one by one, endlessly.

The tightly knit buds shattered as soon as they looked at each other, and all the creatures that were sheltering inside spurted blood.

Dragon's Fury - What is Storming? What is Dragon Fury?

Naturally, it is wrapped in the fire of anger that is enough to turn everything to ashes, and when it encounters mountains and mountains, it collapses into seas, destroying everything in its path, even if it is an insignificant grass or a drop of dew that is harmless to humans and animals, do not want to survive this blow.

"Boom-boom-"

The Ring of Light was shattered, and when I looked again, a gully of millions of feet ploughed appeared on the distant horizon.

Chonglong disappeared, and Ye Hanjun couldn't feel its breath, and he couldn't hear the scolding of Lao Tzu anymore.

At the final point of the impact, Wu Guang and Wu Yunhua evaporated from the world, and died completely, leaving no trace.

Wu Guangqing seems to be dead too, she is the main bearer of this blow, she can't catch it, the backlash of the skill and the injury that broke out, with the physique of the Guangwu clan, it is difficult to end up with a good end.

But to great surprise, as a light blue cloud blew away, Wu Yundie, who was close to breaking off and whose body was infinitely illusory, became the only survivor and stood in the sight of the world.

She was lame, bent over, her beautiful face was dripping with blood, and her miserable appearance was embarrassing.

But the Night Chill Monarch, the Night Wandering Firefly, and even Bertnar and the surviving Blood Witch Goddess, their hearts jumped heavily, and an unusually bad touch faintly appeared.

"Good...... Very good......"

"I had to break the seal...... Even so...... Or almost fell......"

Wu Yundie was coughing up blood, the blood kept coughing up, and the icy and jade witch robe was completely dyed dark blue.

Coughing a dozen times in a row, she barely regained a trace of consciousness in her cloudy gaze, but she suddenly stumbled again, fell on her back, and was so weak that she couldn't even stand.

However, the eyes of Ye Hanjun and the others became more and more alert.

Not only did Wu Yundie not die, her aura was still climbing rapidly.

A certain trait similar to Wu Guangqing in her heyday is beginning to take shape in her body.

She is the Most Holy Perfection – but she is not the Pure Most Holy Perfection!

From beginning to end, she was the same as Wu Guangqing, stepping on the realm of pseudo-gods, and she wanted to see through the godhead of Wu Yi's vein? (End of chapter)