Long Aotian's violence made all the monks in the corner tremble, and they didn't dare to say a word in fright, and they didn't even dare to make extra moves.

The dragon has reverse scales, and it will be angry if you touch it!

Long Aotian has cultivated hard since he was a child, and he is dedicated to the Tao, although there are Taoist couples, but his mind is not above the love of children at all.

Shen Fei is the person he admires the most in his life, there is no one!

What's more, Shen Fei is still the ancestor of Wanlong now, and if he dares to insult his own ancestor, he is simply standing on his own ancestral grave, can he bear it?

Liu Yunfang was beaten violently by Long Aotian, the scene was very bloody and brutal, and Liu Yunfang's originally handsome face was beaten into a pig's head, and there was no chance of a backhand.

Long Aotian pressed Liu Yunfang's neck with his right hand, grabbed Liu Yunfang's right arm with his left hand, the power of the Dragon Emperor turned, and a high-pitched dragon groan came out.

Long Aotian's left hand was forced, only a few clicks were heard, Liu Yunfang's arm was directly broken, but this did not stop, Long Aotian exerted his strength again, and a burst of spiritual power surged, Liu Yunfang's right arm was blurred with flesh and blood, turning into a pool of blood mist.

"Ahhh ™

Liu Yunfang let out a terrifying scream, and his voice was very miserable, echoing throughout the mirror.

The audience watched the bloody scene, trembling, although as a monk, killing people is commonplace, but it is the first time to see such abuse of peerless Tianjiao.

In a detached loft on the highest floor.

A dignified and graceful middle-aged beauty sits quietly in the attic, the beauty is plump, the skin is like clotted fat, although she is no longer a young girl, but the charm still exists, a pair of red phoenix eyes are charming and moving.

"Mrs. Qiqi Jiang, do you need to deal with the outside matter?"

An old man in gray entered the attic, the old man's breath was calm, and his cultivation was unfathomable, but when he talked to the middle-aged beautiful woman, he was bent down and bowed, very humble.

There was friction between Long Aotian and the others downstairs, it was all a matter between the Great Monks of the Merge Body, and if you want to deal with them, it is definitely impossible to be lower than them, and it may even be a monk of the Mahayana period.

Even if her cultivation is so high, she is still humble, which shows the terrible identity of this Mrs. Jiang.

Mrs. Jiang smiled faintly, half-aged, full of mature charm.

"Let them make trouble, those children who don't know the depth of the world should also teach a lesson."

Mrs. Jiang's voice was a little lazy, which made people sound very comfortable.

"Teach me a lesson? The Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Son may directly kill Liu Yunfang! The gray-clothed old man said, he had just secretly observed the situation in the hall on the first floor, and at the same time he was amazed that he didn't expect this Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Son to be so strong.

Mrs. Jiang didn't care, looked at the world outside the window, and said boredly:

"Kill it, kill it, you stand down, I'm going to rest."

"Yes!"

At this time, Liu Yunfang was dying, and he was about to be beaten to death by Long Aotian.

Long Aoyao didn't actually want to kill Liu Yunfang, he was just angry and wanted to beat him, as for what he was like, or even directly killed, he didn't care.

Boom〜

Boom〜

Bursts of spiritual power fluctuations vibrated in the air, and Long Aotian punched Liu Yunfang in the face.

"Let you have a long memory today, depending on your ......"

"Peng!

Before Long Aotian finished speaking, a purple aurora suddenly burst over, and the purple mist was swirling and gorgeous.

In an instant, Long Aotian was submerged in purple light.

Roar!

— The roar of the dragon is deafening!

The purple light slowly faded, and most of the clothes on Long Aotian's body were destroyed, revealing his strong and strong muscles, and his perfect and robust figure was like a sculpture.

The shadow of a giant dragon appeared behind Long Aotian, and when all the monks saw the terrifying dragon, their bodies and minds trembled, it was an absolute suppression from the bloodline.

Long Aotian's eyes turned into vertical pupils, full of a wild madness, and his whole aura was like that of a king, and his terrifying momentum swept through the nine heavens.

"Who?!" Long Aotian," I asked Shen.

A white-bearded old man, wearing a loose Taoist robe, looked like a fairy wind and bones, the old Taoist looked at Liu Yunfang who was half-dead on the side distressedly, and turned to Long Aoyao angrily and reprimanded.

"At such a young age, I have such a vicious heart, it seems that I need to discipline your family well!"

When Long Aotian heard this, the vigilance on his face disappeared, and he smiled coldly: "Hmph, who should I be, beat the little one to the old one!" ”

The old Taoist robe flicked, his breath was elegant, and he said: "That's right, I am the elder of the Tiancang Sect, fighting with my peers, but you are such a dead hand, is it really no one in the Tiancang Sect?" ”

The old Taoist is full of indignation, and he is not ashamed of bullying the big with the small.

He knew that the other party was Long Aotian and the Holy Son of Wanlong, and it was impossible for him to kill him, but the other party finally beat Liu Yunfang like this, and it was reasonable for him to teach him a lesson.

I have to say that in recent years, the times have been unpredictable, and the geniuses among the monks have grown like a blowout, and the leap in strength can't help but nourish the pride of these new generation Tianjiao, and also make them a little inflated by the older generation.

In the past, when I saw the Holy Land, the Holy Son couldn't wait to knock one.

Long Aotian could clearly feel that the other party's strength was very strong, and his cultivation was much higher than his own, but he did not have the slightest fear.

"Is it heavy? I will kill him today, but although your disciple's strength is like waste, there is a saying that is true. ”

"Times have changed!"

As soon as Long Aotian's voice fell, he shot quickly, his figure was like a dragon, and he flew directly out of the water and the moon, and came to the top of the nine heavens.

Since you want to do it, of course, you can't do it in the mirror, and the combined monks are trying their best to destroy the entire mirror and water moon in an instant.

Long Aotian is not stupid, although the Tiancang Sect is a super-first-class force, he is not afraid at all, but he has to weigh the master behind this mirror, and there are many innocent people nearby, he doesn't want to hurt the innocent.

Lao Dao's figure flashed, and he also came to the Nine Heavens.

"I want to see how you commit murder when I'm here today!"

After the two of them flew out of the door, all the monks in the hall on the first floor breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, everyone came outside the door to watch the battle between Long Aotian and the elders of the Heavenly Cang Sect.

Fear is fear, but you still have to eat melons.

"The Dragon Soul is here!"

The Dragon Proud Heavenly Tiger's body shook, a low dragon roar sounded in his body, and a huge Dragon Emperor's soul appeared behind him.

However, the soul of the Dragon Emperor at this time has changed a little from a few years ago, the dragon scales have changed from the original cyan to black, and the eyes of the dragon soul are like hellfire.

In the past, it was a god who conquered the world, but now it is like a demon god descending into the world, which is the result of refining the demon dragon.

Lao Dao looked indifferent on the surface, but in fact, he was extremely shocked inside.

"Is this the strength of the Holy Son of the Holy Land?"

He originally thought that Liu Yunfang, who he had sent, was close to the point of being invincible in the world, after all, he had defeated many well-known top Tianjiao before.

But now it seems that there is a big gap in strength after all, but Liu Yunfang is a peerless genius of the Tiancang Sect after all, as long as he is given time, he will definitely be able to lead the Tiancang Sect to glory, and it is impossible for him to die here.