"You dare!"

Su Musha had never talked to Xiaoshui Longbo before, I don't know how long this dragon is, just looking at the figure, I think it has existed for a long time, and now it is about the twilight of life.

When Su Mushao's banner fell, Xiaoshui Longbo's old dragon body writhed uneasily from the sky, opening his bloody mouth and roaring in the depths of the clouds.

But he couldn't stop Su Mu's hateful blow after all.

Besides, this dragon borrowed the power of the azure dragon scales to attract the Quartet Yuan Qi, and even to warm up a shocking Yuan Pearl, most of the mind and cultivation were dragged away, and the original plan was also a perfect situation, but now Su Mu has broken through the situation, and Xiaoshui Longbo has no time to have a backhand.

Thirty-three silver-white chains pierced through the void barrier, condensed the Locking God Array, and between the lightning and flint, Xiaoshui Longbo intuitively felt that he had lost the connection with the Azure Dragon Scales.

It was not until this moment that Su Musha's demon-like figure was completely manifested.

"Why don't you dare!"

In response to Su Musha's sentence, it was Xiaoshui Longbo's most poignant roar.

The annihilation dragon needle is hidden invisible, the Zhou Tian Star Dou Array is an ancient method, manifesting the killing machine invisibly, when the first pain is felt, the number of three hundred and sixty-five annihilation dragon needles has all escaped into the meridians, qi and blood, Jiang Palace, dantian, and even the eyebrows of Xiaoshui Longbo!

The majestic Yuan Qi in Old Longbo's body had just surged, and it shattered and dissipated like a bubble when he landed.

For the dragon clan, this dragon needle entering the body is tantamount to the most feared punishment in the world.

Even though the green dragon scales were strange and strange that day, they lost the control of the old dragon uncle, after all, they were water without a source and a wood without roots, and they only struggled for a moment in the locking god array, and then they disappeared into silence, and the treasure light on them was self-defiled, and they were included in the kingdom of God by the purple yin spirit.

The Yuan Zhu beside Long Bo, conceived by the majestic Yuan Qi, has been born Lingzhi, just about to cut through the void to escape, the divine thoughts of the Zique Yin Spirit have caught up with this thing, the smell of incense and fire is wrapped around the Yuan Zhu, and there are thousands of holy spirits chanting the true name of the Zique Yin Spirit, forcibly suppressing the Yuan Zhu.

This fighting method was born between lightning and flint, and by the time Qingxiaozi broke free from the void storm and descended on the present world again, it was already too late.

Two figures flashed in the sky on the side.

A monk-like road, not a god or a demon, behind him is the wisdom of the world to gather the Taiji fish map, and the floating dust in his hand is like a yin and yang dragon beard, it is the Venerable Yunmi.

A person wearing a scarlet robe, standing here, but it is like a hundred and eight thousand worlds away, and the place where the body is located is a realm of Sumeru, which is Nixia.

The two of them stopped in front of Qing Xiaozi, and they had the intention of making a move if they didn't agree.

Farther away, the figures of Zhao Siyu and Yuezen Nun also loomed in the clouds, each holding a golden book in their hands.

In this situation, unless Qingxiaozi gathers the Nine Heavens Thunder Law Inheritance and breaks through the realm of the Divine Dao Monarch on the ground, there is no possibility of returning.

After a moment of silence, Qing Xiaozi smiled wryly.

"That's it, today is Brother Meidandao's skills, and the poor Dao should retreat and come to ...... Then come to the door to make amends. ”

With that, Qing Xiaozi tore through the void on the side, and his body turned into a rainbow light and left.

It's like an introduction.

As Old Longbo was suppressed by Su Musha, the fighting methods above the sky dome gradually converged.

In a short period of time, there was already blood spilling.

There are monks of the Hanging Moon Demon Sect, and there are also old monsters of the Soul Raising Dao Sect.

The hanging pot has a sea of yuan pearls on its head, and there are colorful glows in its hands flickering alternately, and a mutilated yuan baby is deeply imprisoned inside.

The mana storm in the depths of the void gradually subsided.

Cang Junzi and the Five Souls Venerable reappeared in the present world.

If it weren't for the fact that the space-time turbulence in the depths of the void hadn't been smoothed out, I was afraid that no one would be able to believe it, and before a few breaths, the two of them were still fighting for life and death.

This is a game, the game is made by the Four Seas Dragon Clan, and the two sides that enter the game are two Holy Land Great Sects.

In the end, it was a loss for both sides.

"Competing with the Dao is a bad move for the poor Dao and others, from today onwards, the Soul Raising Dao Sect will close the mountain!

The voice of the Master of the Five Souls was sad.

In today's battle, the promise with the dragon clan has not been reached, and the ancient Dao law inheritance has no trace like a dream bubble, and it has evil the Demon Dao Bull Ear Sect, and ruined Chu Han's way forward to be promoted to the Divine Dao Monarch.

Behind the Venerable Master of the Five Souls, several old monsters with sad faces, wanted to speak several times and stopped, and finally just leaned on their bodies and left with the Venerable Master of the Five Souls.

Even so, forcing a sect to bow his head, Cang Junzi and the others did not have any joy on their faces.

Even Cang Junzi is unprecedentedly old today, and his hands, which can easily shatter the turbulence of the void, are rarely trembling at this moment.

The Void Barrier was torn apart by Cang Junzi.

All eyes looked.

The turbulent currents in the depths of the void were rolling like smoke and dust covering the sky, but this could not stop the eyes of everyone who had performed their pupil skills.

It was a terrible battlefield.

Blood rained down, and even the void shook in all directions.

A mad figure stood in the rain of blood, crying and laughing.

Behind him, there is a scroll of Hundred Flower Road Diagrams.

On this map, the flowers are intact.

Not far away, a tattered robe gradually lost its luster, gradually eroded by the void turbulence, and on the black robe, there was a golden silk shuttle, embroidered a ghost flower......

Rao is Su Musha, and after being silent for a long time, he had to sigh sentimentally.

Ghost Flower Mother-in-law, body in the void.

In the past, Lingzhi was born with a inheritance jade slip, which is almost a one-in-a-million thing, but it forced Granny Ghost Flower to walk out of a path of immortality of her own.

Xia Yushu is missing one of a hundred flowers.

She is only one of a hundred flowers.

In the past, the difficulty of the cultivation path was probably a hundred times that of Xia Yushu.

Thousands of years of crisscrossing the Southern Regions, after two battles between good and evil, he took the road of Qing Fu Xian, and turned into a snake in half a step.

To this day, the sad end is over.

Let you be a demon of heaven, or the reincarnation of Da Luo.

Only the Mandate of Heaven cannot be avoided by anyone.

Only time is invincible to everyone.

......

A deep silence enveloped the crowd.

The fall of the ghost flower mother-in-law is only like the beginning of this ending catastrophe.

In the thick thunderclouds in the distance, there was a weak figure constantly struggling.

Even if Su Mu blocked Old Longbo's measures and let all the Quartet Yuan Qi pour into Chu Han's body, it was too late in the end, and Chu Han had already missed the best opportunity for promotion.

In the 59 Thunder Tribulation, Chu Han's figure was like a boat in the angry waves.

Boom ——!

The map is shattered, and the vestments are torn.

Chu Han spread his hair and faced the thunder, but he couldn't continue in the end.

When the last thunderbolt fell, Chu Han's figure fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Su Musha instantly turned into a streamer and took Chu Han from mid-air.

When his eyes looked at Chu Han.

There is not an inch of intact skin in her flesh, and there is no intact meridian and blood bone in it.

Even the heart was shattered into pieces by the bombardment of the Heavenly Tribulation.

When he looked at the center of his eyebrows again, Chu Han's Mud Pill Palace was also completely damaged, and the spiritual platform was incomplete and could not find a complete Dao pattern, only wisps of meager fragments of divine souls were attached to it.

Su Musha's face was gloomy, he turned his hand and took out the soul coffin of Wangu Town, and placed Chu Han's body in the coffin.

"Xu is still saved. ”

Su Musha muttered softly, but what he said was somewhat lacking in confidence, and he was afraid that even Su Musha himself didn't believe it.

Wave your hand.

In the distance, the hateful banner directly suppressed the old dragon boy into the banner flag, and turned into a streamer and fell into Su Musha's hands.

The Taoist fell from the clouds and stood on the top of Xuanlong Peak.

"Dusk Cloud Daoyou, even if your demon clan has the method of spreading the word, inform the Four Seas Dragon Clan for the deity, and say that Xiaoshui Longbo has been detained by the deity, if you want to come and ask for someone, let the seventh prince of Na Laoshi come in person!"

When he said this, Su Mu's eyes were scarlet.

The evil aura that had been silent for hundreds of years once again wrapped around Su Musha's body.

This is a feeling that has not been seen for a long time, and in the throbbing, Su Musha even feels a little excited.

Today, after hundreds of years, Su Musha has fallen into the devil again!