"Give me death!"

Huang Clam Daoist Sen opened his mouth coldly, and with a finger of the blue bamboo in his hand, the three devouring divine Xuan erupted, and a deep and endless darkness covered Yutian.

A black mist floods the place.

The starry sky aura was extracted at this moment, and the icy air wind blew up some drifting cosmic dust, and disappeared in the black fog in an instant.

Feng Yu's heart was surging, his fighting spirit was high, and he was fearless, and directly bombarded and devoured the black fog.

As a result, he was engulfed, and from the outside world, it looked as if a point of light was flickering inside.

"This black mist is burning me?"

As soon as he entered, Feng Yan found that this place was strange, a trace of devouring law, frantically burning his body, and even Dao Treasure could melt.

"Be careful, you have entered his Devouring Law Realm, there is nothing to be corrupted here, not even the Qingsha can resist it, let the divine qi cover your whole body, and do not leave a single gap. ”

Qingtian doom and Feng Yu spirit exchange.

"Good!"

Feng Chen's heart sank.

This is a battle of cultivation, a contest between the gods and masters, and he has come here for a short time with his treasures, which is not perfect, and cannot tolerate a little sloppiness.

Soon, there was a boiling of anger out of nothing, and in order to protect the wind, this cultivation battle was carried out, surging like a life, wrapping him tightly, and even his eyes were surrounded by a layer of white flame airflow, repulsing the power that devoured the law.

"If Your Excellency does not appear, the deity will behead this son, don't doubt the deity's ability!"

Huang Clam's popularity was indifferent, holding a green bamboo, walking slowly, and the sound of footsteps resounded in this dark world, like a drum beating in the sky, which made people feel uneasy.

"In the ancient turbid world, the dragon swallows the sky. ”

A heavy voice rang out.

Immediately afterward, wisps of the Dark Devouring Law flowed down from the three dark divine swirls of the Yellow Clam Daoist, slowly circling, and in the end, it condensed into a terrifying dark dragon, with ten scales and nine claws, and a head with a flare pattern.

"What is this?" Feng Yan was slightly stunned, with ten scales and nine claws, his forehead was full of Yaowen, his body was like a long snake, powerful and domineering, he had never seen such a creature in the Reiki universe.

"This is a prehistoric murderous called a dragon. Older than my Heavenly Doom clan, it once became the first creature in a certain cosmic era, but it has long since disappeared in the long river of time. ”

Qingtian Er's voice was solemn.

Whether it is the previous Xuan Dragon or the current Devouring Law Dragon, they all have the true form of a dragon, and this yellow toad may have taken a good fortune and obtained a scale and a half claw from that ancient murderer.

"Dragons?"

Feng Chen's heart moved, the Yuling Fierce is very rare, and the talent is extremely strong, because the whole body is full of treasures, and some parts are treasures for refining holy soldiers, coveted by all the strong, and remembered by others, and now almost all of them have disappeared.

Today, he actually saw a prehistoric murderer, although it was not a real body, but it also had a trace of charm.

"Okay, let's try which of the two fierce ones is stronger and which is weaker. Feng Yu whispered, his eyes bloomed, and he wanted to reproduce the scene of the fierce battle.

The dark dragon roared, swallowing the sky and the sun, and the qi machine was infinitely terrifying.

"Heavenly Doom Xiaoyu!"

Feng Yu slammed his fist into the dragon's head, and once again used the peerless supernatural powers of the Tian'er clan, and in the process, a red and hot divine swirl floated out of him.

Some of the Xuan essence burned, bright and brilliant, and filled with an eternal aura, making the paper lines that filled his whole body as dazzling as chicken blood!

This is a gift from the sea of flowers.

In his collection, this Divine Swirl is in the upper middle rank, and the stored divine power is equivalent to the Devouring Divine Swirl of the Yellow Clam, and when it burns, it infuses the Qing Er Xiaoyu Note with boundless energy.

The World Divine Note was originally to be prompted by Shen Xuan, relying on the Note Spirit alone, it could only exert the strength of ordinary cultivators, and at this time, Shen Xuan burned, and his power skyrocketed instantly.

"Roar!"

A low roar sounded, as if it had been suppressed for too long, and the Ancient Heavenly Doom Shadow was once again in the starry sky, and this time it was much clearer than before.

The head of Tian's doom is huge and cold, with a pair of blood-moon-like eyes, as big as stars, reflecting endless gloom, and he glanced at the real dragon lightly, without any emotion, as if he was the master of all things in the world, overlooking all beings.

The two Yu Spirits are really fierce, the overlords of their respective eras, ruling over hundreds of millions of ancient beast clans, and they meet unexpectedly at this time, shocking the universe and the world, as if a myth has reappeared!

The devouring dragon flicked its tail, opened its mouth and roared, spewing out a dark tide, extinguishing the void, and the sky was indifferent, a heaven-shaking god claw held the dragon's tail, and his eyes turned and pinched towards it.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"

The two real murderers fought fiercely, unleashing their wildness, the loud noise was deafening, the void exploded, and the law light and flames flooded, even affecting the center of this galaxy.

The two Taiyin sun stars, blue and red, the brilliance is hazy, eternal and unchanged, swaying slightly at this time, like the lights of the sun, and the frost and scorching are contracted.

"What kind of culprit is this?"

The Yellow Clam Daoren's face was solemn, he had obtained a piece of ancient dragon scales, with a broken Great Dao mark, so he copied a trace of true dragon charm.

After studying, the Yellow Clam Daoist fused it into the law, which was extremely strong.

The true dragon is known as the first creature of Gu Yu.

Therefore, even if it is only a trace of its charm, it is not trivial, and now it has encountered a strong enemy, and there is no crushing situation.

"it!"

The Yellow Clam Daoist smoked from his nostrils, and he was quite annoyed, although he had never fallen into the wind, but he was fighting with Feng Chen, and he was not a real cultivator.

Could it be true that you have to completely burn a Xiuxuan in order to force out the person in the dark?

"Brother Feng is so strong. ”

At the edge of the galaxy, the shadow's eyes are shining, the eyebrows are supple, and the temperament is pitiful, looking at the big explosion, the small mouth is slightly open.

Almost all the stars in this galaxy have been shattered.

"It's Uncle Qing'e who is strong, and Brother Feng Yu is just a king of the small world. ”

Qing'er shook her head and said, "The Nine Crazy Grandpa has practiced this rare divine note with his divine writing skills, and the saints must be moved."

It's a pity that although Brother Feng Yan got the treasure note, he couldn't get the royal note, and his power was greatly reduced. Otherwise. You have to be a peak god master to tie with him. ”

The threshold of the World God Note is sixteen seals, and Qing Er Xiaoyu has seventeen seals.

The Light Note Spirit is comparable to the cultivator, as long as the strength of the owner is also in the cultivation master realm, the combination of the two is by no means as simple as one plus one, and it will be the most pinnacle of existence in this realm.

However, Feng Yu is a king of the small world.

Qing Er Xiaoyu note is in his hand, which is quite a bit of a pearl covered with dust.

......

Thundered!

The fluctuations of divine power are vast.

Tian'er and the real dragon are entangled together, and their huge bodies cover the sky and the sun, destroying the starry sky, just like the reappearance of prehistoric myths, shocking people's hearts.

The battle was fierce.

"What is the cultivator, now I can fight!"

The wind roared up to the sky, arrogant, and couldn't help laughing, this terrifying picture of ruining the starry sky and fighting for hegemony was his handwriting, which made him instantly feel a pleasure of getting what he wanted.

Huang Clam snorted, carrying the green bamboo, killing to the wind, he was not willing to burn Xiuxuan, it was the accumulation of countless years of divine essence, just for persecution, not to the point of life and death.

He already had a plan in his heart, even if this kid had the combat power to cultivate the master, after all, he was only the body of the realm king, and it was impossible to live endlessly, and if he fought for a certain period of time, he would definitely decline!