At that time, Zu Long's heart shook violently, and the blue, yellow, red, white, and black colors of his body flashed together, and the smoke and haze were full of color, but he was trying to defend against the joint attack of Lu Bei and Zhenyuan Daxian.

Because, any dodge, it's already too late.

A Da Luo Jin Immortal and a quasi-saint formed a double ghost slamming on the door, but seeing that the immeasurable light flickered non-stop, all of them fell on the Five Dragons Emperor Cloud Banner that the ancestral dragon hastily sacrificed.

"Boom!"

The roar of the trembling void sounded, and the aftermath shook the four directions up and down, and the surface of the East China Sea suddenly set off a thousand huge waves.

The ancestral dragon is like a thunderbolt, even if he is a quasi-saint, but this dragon body is not his body after all, and his defense power is naturally not too high.

The ancestral dragon spit out a mouthful of dragon breath that blended with the two colors, and his expression was much more depressed.

At this time, the Six-Ding Divine Fire, which was sweeping from all directions, was blazing and surrounded the ancestral dragon.

The ancestral dragon roared angrily, and the aura of the Dao Dao water spirit around his body scattered, and a dragon with towering horns and shining scales appeared, the dragon claws were as sharp as a knife, and the Dao Xuan-colored water and gas clouds were emptied like turbid waves, and rushed towards the devouring Liuding Divine Fire.

"Zizi ......"

The white mist filled the air, and a blue light flickered silently, revealing the embarrassed figure of the ancestral dragon.

His green robe was smashed by Lu Bei's Innate Wuji Monument, and it was soaked with a large piece of dragon blood, and his originally domineering aura was obviously a little weaker.

"Careless......"

Zu Long looked coldly at Lu Bei on the opposite side, and Zhenyuan Daxian who secretly blocked the space with the spirit treasure in his hand.

Did they want to keep him?

The ancestral dragon's eyes flickered, and his heart was awe-inspiring for no reason.

It's not that he's not really worried about his falling under the siege of Zhenyuan and Lu Bei, but he's afraid of being injured, especially since he has sensed the problems of this body, so he was hit by the two of them and was on the verge of collapse.

Zu Long's current physical body was fused from his nine sons, and in such a battle of life and death, every inch of disadvantage could be infinitely magnified.

Of course, the most important thing is that this body is extremely important to the ancestral dragon.

With this in mind, Zu Long had already made up his mind.

"Rats, die to this seat!"

Ancestral Dragon Dragon's eyes were round, and he roared angrily.

The aura of the strong and domineering around the body overflowed everywhere, and the void around the side was distorted, so the atmosphere was like a posture of holding back the big move.

Lu Bei and Zhenyuan Daxian's faces pale slightly, and their hearts were a little more solemn.

However, at this moment, a cyan streamer shone, and the next moment, the figure of the ancestral dragon had already disappeared!

"Huh?"

Lu Bei looked stunned and blinked.

He really didn't expect Zu Long to break through a passage and escape, and he was a little stunned for a while.

Zhenyuan Daxian didn't get distracted, and killed with a book from the ground in his hand.

"Zulong, where to go!?"

Lu Bei also came back to his senses, and at the same time followed closely.

And in the clouds, the noisy peeping thoughts saw this scene, and they were also dumbfounded.

How did Zu Long escape, how could he escape?

However, Zu Long originally thought that relying on his cultivation, if he wanted to leave, no one in the world could stop him.

But it didn't take long to see the plain-clothed young man holding a three-foot Qingfeng on the opposite side, and his face couldn't help but darken a little.

Lu Bei looked at the ancestral dragon quietly, he had the Kunlun mirror by his side, how could he be afraid of the ancestral dragon escaping?

At this time, Zhenyuan Daxian had also arrived, but his face was a little ashamed.

He originally used the Book of the Ground to block the escape route of the ancestral dragon, but he was worried that Lingbao would be injured in the ancestral dragon.

Zu Long's face was like ice, and he said in a deep voice: "Two fellow Daoists, I am really afraid that you will not succeed!"

"Ancestral Dragon Daoyou, unless the Four Seas Dragon Clan withdraws from Dongsheng, otherwise, today's battle will be unavoidable!" Lu Beimian did not change his color, and said lightly: "Daoyou do you know how many pairs of eyes in the Four Directions Void are paying attention to this place?"

The ancestral dragon pondered for a long time, a pair of cyan dragon eyes flashed like lightning, and said, "What does Emperor Taiwei want to say?"

Lu Bei's implication, Zu Long understood it.

When two tigers fight, one will be injured.

Whether he is defeated by Taiwei and Zhen Yuanzi's subordinates, or Lu Bei and Zhen Yuanzi are defeated by him.

Whoever suffered casualties on both sides, those watching the fire from across the shore would swarm up like scavenging vultures.

At this moment, Zu Long's face was obviously hesitant.

But......

But for a moment, Zu Long's expression became more and more determined, "Dongsheng Shenzhou, this seat is bound to win!"

Forced by the situation today, take a step back, do you want to retreat tomorrow?

Thinking like this, Zu Long shook his spirits and rushed to Lu Bei and Zhenyuan Daxian to kill.

Seeing this, Lu Bei and Zhenyuan Daxian no longer had any illusions and went forward.

......

......

In the middle of the moon, a bright moon slowly rises from the rough sea surface of the East China Sea.

"Taiwei Daoyou, are you still chasing?"

Zhen Yuanzi asked.

Lu Bei's brows were tightly locked, his face was obviously tired, the demon refining pot in his hand was emitting an uncertain cyan streamer at this moment, and the remains of the ancestral dragon's body were placed there at this moment.

Lu Bei groaned: "No need, the ancestral dragon's body collapsed, and the dragon clan soldiers who wanted to come to Dongsheng Divine Continent retreated, just between these two days." ”

After all, the ancestral dragon could not resist the siege of Lu Bei and Zhenyuan Daxian, and his body disintegrated, and Yuan Ling escaped by controlling the dragon ball.

Zhenyuan Daxian said: "Also, right now, you and I are injured, but it is not appropriate to persecute Zulong too much." ”

So, the two left the East China Sea and went back to Heaven.

Dongsheng Shenzhou.

"Huh, why did the dragons retreat?"

Within a camp in the Heavenly Court, Nezha flew into the void and looked at the dragon soldiers and horses slowly retreating opposite, and couldn't help but be shocked.

"Yesterday, Zu Long was smashed into pieces by Emperor Taiwei and Zhen Yuanzi, and now he is missing. ”

I don't know when, Taiyi Zhenren appeared in the void on the side, his face was quite complicated.

Nezha was not surprised by the elusiveness of Taiyi Zhenren, and when he heard the words, he smiled and said: "Lu Bei, he really has a way." ”

Taiyi Zhenren's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't even say anything to refute it.

"Knock Knock ......"

At this moment, an earth-shattering drum sounded.

"This ......"

Taiyi Zhenren's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly looked up, and saw the banner covering the sky and the sun above the clouds, the bright swords and guns, and the heavenly soldiers with a cold expression...... Three emperors with majestic faces!

Under the leadership of the Three Emperors of Heaven, Earth and Man, millions of heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals were in the void, and their momentum was majestic.

"The heavens will obey the order, the dragon clan will betray the sky, and you will punish it on behalf of the heavens!"

Emperor Xuanyuan was dressed in a bright yellow robe, with a luxurious and graceful temperament, holding the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand at the moment, and looked coldly at the million-strong army of the Four Seas Dragon Clan.

Dongsheng Shenzhou is not a place where these aliens can come and go when they want to.

With the swing of the long sword, millions of heavenly soldiers and generals attacked on all fronts, and the sound of killing shook the sky in unison, and the sky and the earth changed.

On the side of the Dragon Clan, Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, had a solemn face, and he knew that this battle was already inevitable.

Unless, he is willing to be driven into the East China Sea by the Heavenly Court side like a duck.

"Rubbing ......"

Ao Guang's face was ruthless, the long sword hanging from his waist was unsheathed, and the three-foot sword qi reflected his face as cold as a frost stone.

"If you want to fight, my dragon clan will fight!"