Time is like that sand waterfall, not in a hurry or slow.

Everyone is waiting.

Above the sea of blood, the ball of flesh was already very small, and it seemed that the powerful heart would soon be visible.

"This is exciting~" Feng Budu rubbed his chin.

"The world may be in real chaos!" Bai Mei teased.

"The three chaos gathered back then, wasn't the world okay later?" Feng Budu replied with a question.

Bai Mei sneered inexplicably and glanced at Feng Budu.

"It's coming!"

The wind does not cross, and the white charm looks up to the sky together.

The barrier fell silent for a moment, the multicolored light seemed to be a psychedelic ocean, and the next moment, the storm suddenly rose, and with a powerful tremor, the ocean suddenly rushed out of three terrifying huge pillars of light.

Huge waves fell on the desert, and even through the bottomless abyss, the wind could feel the violent shaking of the desert above the abyss. Sure enough, a sandstorm swept in, engulfing the quicksand waterfall completely.

The last two bloody corpses on the meat ball were swept away by the sand waves, and a fresh, blood-red heart was completely exposed, and the heart emitted a faint brilliance, as if it had just been taken out of the human body, pulsating in an orderly manner.

The Blood Corpse King stretched out his hand, grabbed the huge heart, and pressed it towards his heart, and the blood-red light suddenly erupted from his heart, making people dare not look at it directly, and after the terrible light disappeared, the heart was gone.

In this world, there is now a super strong person.

Long Aotian!

At that moment, some of the chaos calmed down, and all of them fell silent forever under the scars of this strong man's gradual recovery.

The first to recover was his eyes, the gray began to fade, and a pair of black and white eyes appeared, with a kind of coercion on the world. Then came his muscles, which gradually became bloody, no longer shriveled, and finally shimmered, and his black hair fell like a waterfall, dancing in the breeze.

"He's alive!" said Bai Mei.

"Those who die and come back to life are lucky!" said Feng Budu.

The rosary of the wind did not cross appeared in his hand again, slowly counting, and the green life force continued to melt into his skin. At some point, the Sword of God had already appeared beside him, suspended in the air, emitting a cold light.

Bai Mei looked at him, and after a while, he raised his gaze to the desert, and three rays of light in the sand and dust came towards the square one after another.

A huge fireball that first reached the square, with a faint shadow in the fireball.

Then there was a blue light, and the light suddenly turned into a huge blue firebird, the firebird was extraordinary, it was the legendary Nanming Li Bird, an ancient spirit beast that could once compete with the true dragon.

And in the end, it is the calm army of the head of the thirteen generals of the Dragon Guard Army, he holds the sword in his hand, and his body is shrouded in the essence of Shura Qi, which can only be cultivated in the tragic battle, which can be said to be the ultimate combination of murderous energy and Xuan Qi, which is incomparably powerful.

By this time, Feng Budu could no longer tell who was the enemy.

The fireball dispersed, revealing his true face, which was actually a humanoid dragonman, with hideous dragon horns, sharp dragon claws, and fiery red dragon scales covered in his body. This is the Yanlong without a doubt.

Although Yan Long is only a soul body, it has condensed into a substantial form at this moment, but the terrifying beast nature on his body is very obvious, and the aura that belongs to the ancient can always give people a great shock. He glared angrily at Long Aotian, who was resurrecting, and as soon as the dragon claw was raised, a pure soul bead flew towards Fu Qiao in the square, and instantly merged into Fu Qiao's body.

This made Feng Budu a little surprised.

Emperor Li and Calm Jun were at a loss, it seemed that they were very surprised by Long Aotian's appearance, they didn't know who this tall man was and why he appeared here, but they were extremely afraid of his momentum.

Feng Budu felt a powerful divine sense sweep through without hesitation.

"Boy, why are you ......" Emperor Li was very puzzled by Feng Budu and Bai Mei standing together. But soon a terrible shout interrupted him.

"My son!"

The calm army's face turned extremely pale, and he was instantly defeated by extreme sadness, and almost fell from the void. But he soon understood.

"You ...... Today, I have to die!

The great sorrow of the calm army was completely transformed into anger, like a god of war who destroyed the world and the earth, his robe was hunting, and the war knife in his hand extended thousands of zhang, rising to the sky, and it was directly across most of the square like a sarcophagus to split down, towards the wind and white charm.

The wind is not frightened, Tianlong's eight steps are extreme, teleporting dozens of zhang, but unfortunately it is the emperor who shot after all, although he avoided the edge, but he was still hit in the back by a residual knife qi, and he immediately fell cold, and fell directly from the void to the square.

The body that had only recovered with great difficulty was once again devastated.

Bai Mei controlled the prohibition around the sarcophagus to defend it, and the consequences were no better than Feng Budu. Those mountain ghosts with lower strength were even more powerless to resist.

"Why?" the sarcophagus slammed down on the sarcophagus, and the sarcophagus trembled violently, "Why?

Grief and anger are intertwined, Shura's qi has been twisted into a demon god with angry eyes, perhaps because he is afraid of destroying his own child, the incomparable murderous aura is actually hesitant, Bai Mei took this opportunity, pressed his palm towards the sarcophagus, and his body became thin and long, and he drilled into it from the mouth of the devil's relief on the sarcophagus.

Dan Wenwen was covered with blood, and the huge wounds on his body were shocking, each of which seemed to be pierced on the heart of Dan Dingjun, he knelt on the cold sarcophagus with a puff, and couldn't help but tremble, and slowly hugged Dan Wenwen's body into his arms.

With their faces pressed together, he tried to warm his child with his body heat, but he found that he did not let his child recover, and soon he was completely enveloped in despair and helplessness. After a long time, he whispered blankly: "It's all my father's fault, I shouldn't have brought you to the Immortal Mountain," "Daddy should have sent you out personally, I shouldn't have left you alone, woo...... Why don't you listen to Daddy?!Why...... Ah......h

The general of the Dragon Guard, the king of a battlefield, is crying like a woman at the moment, and it seems that everything is a little unreal.

Or maybe he's the real one at the moment.

A cough came out of the square, Fu Qiao opened his eyes suddenly, his body bowed up directly because of spasms, and the broken bones made a gurgling sound, and he recovered in a moment. He stood up and looked up at Yanlong, his eyes full of reverence.

"Fu Qiao is incompetent, let the adults fall into a predicament, and please punish the adults!" he half-knelt on the ground.

Yan Long didn't have the slightest intention of punishing, and said with a smile: "The guardian clan has protected me for tens of thousands of years, because I have sacrificed almost everything, how can this dragon punish you!"

"It's just ......" Fu Qiao landed on Long Aotian, and a touch of pain swept by, "He's resurrected!"

"What should come will always come," Yan Long looked at the former great enemy, but he was extraordinarily calm, "The True Dragon Bloodline has existed since the beginning of heaven and earth, spanning a long time, experiencing great changes in heaven and earth again and again, and is the longest and strongest race in history. But heaven and earth are vast and eternal, but there is no eternal life, if fate is destined for the true dragon clan to leave today, I have no complaints, so you don't have to be obsessed with this!"