Bang.

This sound is not too loud, compared to the aura mass that seemed to collide between heaven and earth before, or the continuous thunder tribulation carried out by these monsters, it is very small.

But the expressions on all the faces of the Void were terrible.

Because it was the sound of the city shattering.

"Ahem...... cough The sound of coughing suddenly came from the Demon Ancestor, Tang Qian broke through the fifth wooden door, although he could face the Demon Clan, but it was also equivalent to saving the life of the Demon Ancestor, the Demon Ancestor was constantly weakening these days, and it originally looked like an old man who was about to die, but now he walked out of the wooden city flutteringly and landed in front of the red sedan chair, but he was a middle-aged man.

Back to light.

"But it seems that although I still have the strength to fight, the few monks of the human race are no longer able to make a move. ”

"It's too early to say that. "The person who spoke was far away, but the voice had already reached here.

So concise, this voice is Zhong Tianshi.

The Demon Ancestor still shook his head: "This is a big mistake, Zhong Tianshi, you and I are already old men who are about to die, and the blow just now is too heavy for a human race." ”

"There's already one dead here. Hualong said indifferently, his already perfect face now has a dusty temperament, cultivation has reached the void, his bloodline seems to have been purified again, the dragon horns have grown, and it has become more complete, just looking at his breath, ancient, long-lasting, and the sense of oppression of mana is very strong.

This level of mana is comparable to that of the Northern Underworld Dao people, who have accumulated countless years.

Maybe this is the breath of a real dragon?

"So if you surrender and serve Yueye Prefecture as the lord, then when the name of Yueye Prefecture resounds throughout the Quartet Realm and the entire Quartet Realm is my Yueye territory, you can have a chance of your own. Hualong's words seemed to really carry a supreme majesty, which made people feel a subconscious desire to obey after hearing it.

This is the real dragon, you can lead others invisibly, the mortal dynasty, the emperor Tianzi likes to take the real dragon as a kind of representative of himself, among the monks, if there is a gift, can be a monk who holds the bull's ear, called the dragon among people, there is this kind of truth in it.

Chongming suddenly muttered: "Although I don't like the dragon very much, but to be honest, I feel that listening to his words at this time, it seems that I have no reason to refuse to let him become a demon ancestor in the future." "Because this suppression of the true dragon is not a manifestation of the Great Dao, nor is it a magical power that can confuse the minds of others, but a fear that comes from the bloodline, and it is also an instinctive fear of the demon clan for the cultivation of the dragon, the means, and the aura induction between heaven and earth.

Leading Yueye Prefecture to win this war between the human race and the demon race is famous.

"I'm very relieved to surrender quickly at this time, if-" Hualong spoke, his expression was gentle in the second half of the sentence, but was interrupted by a voice.

If this is the case, then the spirit of the nonsense in the sky must also be extremely pleased. It was Tang Qian who said this, but Tang Qian's chest

There is also a sword with dragon scales stuck in the mouth.

Tang Qian, who spoke, stood behind Hualong, and the monsters didn't even feel any mana fluctuations, Tang Qian was already standing there, when Tang Qian said the first word, Hualong had already drawn his sword and slashed behind him, but the sword didn't move, because the "Tang Qian" who was pierced by Hualong's sword smiled weirdly and held down Hualong's sword with his hand.

The power is incredible.

But Hualong's reaction was faster, and when Tang Qian said the third word, he had already turned around and made a move, and the two fingers seemed to be the sharpest sword, crossing the "Tang Qian" behind him, that Tang Qian originally had the body, but after being destroyed by the dragon, it was like a blank piece of paper, suddenly there was no thickness, it was broken into three pieces, and it fell to the ground flutteringly, but this sentence was still continued, starting from the fourth word, but it was the "Tang Qian" who was pierced through the body and held the dragon sword in his hand.

Hualong exerted his strength with one hand, the long sword shook up and down, and the "Tang Qian" in front of him was divided into two, turned into two balls of ink, and fell down, but at this time, the words still did not stop, and the voice was still in the same direction, it turned out to be from the shadow of the ink that fell from "Tang Qian", and the real Tang Qian appeared, with a low waist sideways, ready to go, and his body posture had been placed, and then he took out the sword.

The speed of this sword was not very fast, and even Tang Qian was still saying words that made Hualong a little irritable.

The dragon still has a chance to raise the sword in his hand and slash down-

This time, the momentum of the sword in Tang Qian's hand was definitely not a fake body, so Hualong already knew the result.

This sword may stab his body, but his sword will definitely split Tang Qian, he is a monster, and Tang Qian is a human race, so even if Tang Qian's sword is powerful, it can even destroy his body as a monster after returning to the void, but how big a hole can it open?

The bloodline is purified, but after the real dragon, the already terrifying blood and qi of the dragon are on a higher level, even if Tang Qian cuts off his head, the dragon is confident that as long as there is blood and qi connected and the soul is not dispersed, he can connect the head, and if it is not for the vital injury of the head, half of his body can be cut off and he can recover in an instant.

So he dared to exchange his life with Tang Qian's injuries.

However, the two pieces of ink that were still falling suddenly outlined two big hands, and there were ink swords in their hands, cross-blocking, which had already left Tang Qian with a chance to take out the sword.

This ink painting is used exquisitely.

But the dragon dodged faster, and he turned his head sideways.

The sword brushed against the dragon's cheek.

A little bit of bright red blood with golden threads was left from Hualong's face, this was still the blood brought out by the sword just now, because Tang Qian's sword had just slashed, Hualong's face was already healed.

But Tang Qian was also bleeding.

"I forgot that you still have this method, as if you used it in a battle with the Celestial Star. Hualong tilted his head, the sword in his hand had already slashed into Tang Qian's shoulder, the two arms generated by the ink only blocked Hualong and Hualong's sword for a moment, and the wound was not very deep, because Tang Qian held Hualong's sword with his left hand.

But he was left with a wound on his left hand and shoulder, on which there was a slight white smoke.

It wasn't poison, but it was burned by the blood in this sword that was closely related to the true dragon.

Affecting Tang Qian's body and mana, this is worse than poison.

"I've heard you're actually good at left-handed swords, but it seems that you can't use them anymore. Hualong sighed, as if he really sighed, Tang Qian couldn't use all his strength.

Tang Qian shook his head: "It's harmless." Then he jumped backwards without warning, and a vine burst out under his feet, Tang Qian smiled bitterly: "This is not very elegant." ”

It was the Demon Ancestor who made a move, and the vine touched the ink arm that was still hanging in the air although it was split, and it was instantly absorbed.

"Anyway, no one can contain me, so play with you Tang Qian. The Demon Ancestor fluttered and landed not far behind the dragon.

Tang Qian only smiled bitterly, there was indeed no way to confront all the other party's returning void monsters here, and the monster who had just gone out to deal with the public loss city also made Tang Qian very worried, although the monster was not the Northern Underworld Dao people, who were very skilled in returning to the void for power, and at the same time, it was not any of the eight demons of the previous moon leaves, it was only because the old eight demons died a few and they were replaced, but for the strongest in that city was the Mandate of Heaven, and the lower level was a group of Yuanying monks, it was fatal.

It's just that at this time, it's really a lack of skills.

Near the teleportation circle.

The Returning Void Monster was also wondering, originally being transmitted by the dragon to say that after destroying the city, he could eat a full meal of tens of thousands of monks, how much he could eat, how much he could catch and eat after he ran away, it all depended on his own ability.

Then Hualong seemed to have heard the news of someone before the canopy was broken, and told him how the monk would break the barrier, and how he would do it, and explain in detail what kind of treasure this city was, it was very powerful, extremely strong, even if he was already back to the void, it should take some means to break it.

But this pinch will be broken, which he definitely didn't expect.

"My husband is now seriously injured, so he decided not to protect the external solidity of this city, the space is the most mysterious, he used a magic weapon to transmit sound to me, although the appearance of this city is broken, but the inner tank remains. "A little monk was dressed in the shape of a loser, and he was explaining to the monks in the city.

"So we're still in this city, broken but still a whole, but the spaces are separated. "They are now in the midst of the divided tower, the tower is very small, so looking at the suddenly broken tower in front of them, there is a stone like a mountain - according to the proportion of the size of the palm of the city, this should be a part of the broken city touching the ground, leaning against a stone.

The only fly in the ointment was that because of the tilt of the fragment, all the monks were hanging, and their bodies involuntarily fell towards the broken gap, and they all had to either grasp the person next to them with their hands, or grasp the door frame beams with their hands, and then step on the pillars and walls with their feet.

The direction has changed, and the monk is not too stupid, but after all, the senses are not very comfortable.

"If that monster doesn't understand the mystery of the space, no

As for how to divide the city, we will not be discovered by it as long as we are still 'in the city'. The young monk of the male loser had a rope tied around his waist, and the other end of the rope was pierced deep into the wall of the next room, hanging in the air, and was explaining.

Then they felt a huge shaking, the sky was spinning, and many monks had experienced this, and flying in the sky was just going straight and straight, and they were shaken upside down, and they could only cling to what was in front of them, whether it was the roof of the house, the legs or the arms or the neck.

Outside, the monster with huge eyes but unknown name was picking up the fragment of the city, the strange eyes turned, but the head was also moving, but a pair of eyes seemed to be motionless, just looking at the fragments in his hand.

As if something had been discovered.

(End of chapter)