Zhao Zilong is charging, white horses and silver spears, stepping on the sky, shuttling in the flames, dyed bright red with orange red, and her cold face is like a flower blooming in hell, beautiful and deadly.

The military array did not start the trapped formation this time, because Zhao Zilong came too quickly, and for some reason, the gods fought separately, and the god king of the dragon clan phalanx roared, condensed the divine power of the entire phalanx, and waved a thick dragon whip, which was lined up with cold light and dyed with dragon energy, almost shattering the void and whipping down.

There were also three god kings in the dwarf phalanx who shouted in unison, their beards fluttering wildly, and then they actually burned, obviously hair, but under the blessing of divine power, they fell off and entangled into a divine hammer, and smashed down in the air like iron.

After that, the human race phalanx and the beast race phalanx were not to be outdone, and the god kings shouted again and again, and their divine power turned into big flags or evolved sharp teeth in the air, and they also greeted Zhao Zilong fiercely.

And the phoenix in the air is not willing to be lonely, since the fire is not good, simply galloped over, a big wing slashed, like a flowing fire knife, tearing open a pillar of fire.

These attacks seem to be chaotic, but Zhao Zilong feels that it is not so simple, they have a sequence and direction, it is actually a complete set of combined attack methods, the landing point of the attack seems to be aimed at her, but in fact, it is to block all the space, and it is also an implied mechanism, several formations of a formation, once the formation is completed, all the attacks will be multiplied.

However, none of these can succeed, because Zhao Zilong is in a wonderful state at this time, and the mark of "circle" that she just felt from the giant is surging in her soul at this moment, and there are constantly ripples on the clothes she has transformed into for this simulated circular pattern, outlining layers of circles in the void.

Each of these circles was not much different from the coiling dragon marksmanship she wielded herself, and the moment the attack came, it was stuck and then deviated, whether it was a dragon whip or a fire hammer, whether it was a banner or a tooth, in the end, it couldn't add to its body, and it flew out halfway, and after a wave of operation, even Zhao Zilong's speed could not be reduced by a bit.

She was like a flash of light, shuttling from the army, bringing up countless lights and shadows with bloody wind and rain, but it was not a leaf in the green bushes, and she didn't let an attack fall on her body, even if there was not a drop of blood, she ran through the corpse mountain and the sea of blood and fell red all over the ground, but the Yinglan suit on her body was still white, and it sounded with the wind and hunting, which was both heroic and elegant.

This scene is very beautiful, but it makes God very desperate, you are desperately outout, but people are turning a blind eye, you have been robed to red, but people are like the sun, how to fight, you can't stand it with your head, unless there is a big guy to make a move.

Sure enough, the big guy also had to make a move, and the god of light once again made a signature move, raised a middle finger, and suddenly a big hand appeared in the military formation, pouting his middle finger and poking it down.

The God Emperor made a move, Zhao Zilong could no longer rely on those circles to fight, she picked it with her backhand, and the Seven Killing Dragon Spear flew up, facing that finger.

However, she is not a simple attack, this pick is actually a strong move, the first move of the coiling dragon marksmanship, the remnant of the ground.

The spear was raised, and the dragon rose, and the surrounding space was vibrating, and thousands of small dragons were born at the same time, one by one the silver light was like a real dragon, and the dragon spear of the dragon rose and hit the fingers.

Obviously, it seemed that the finger of the god of light was swung away by an invisible force, which surprised him, but Zhao Zilong was not surprised, all this was the same as she expected, the next moment, the dragon rising from the spear body flew up and pounced on the finger of the god of light, and the spear pointed forward, and the thousands of little dragons turned in unison and rushed forward. To read

The lack of land is a group attack, the gun provokes and leads out the dragons, and then the gun falls and pierces the ground, and the dragons fall to the ground and then erupt from the ground, but Zhao Zilong uses it at the moment, no longer limited to the material or direction, the big gun is pointed, and the small dragons are flying.

Thousands of small dragons circled, drawing circles and spinning out, in the eyes of the gods, it may be just a dragon shaking their heads and scratching their heads, but those with strong divine thoughts will find that the shaking head shakes out a circle, and the slender dragon body undulates and rises and falls, although it is far less than the height of the giants that can penetrate into three or even four dimensions, but it is still amazing.

Zhao Zilong's dragon that lacked evolution collided with the various attacks of the evolution of the military formation, broke through like a devastating devastation, and then crashed into the military formation, and the gods instantly shed blood.

The Light God Finger was entangled by a giant dragon and failed to break through at once, but at this time, the phoenix that the military array made out of the joint force rushed again, spewing flames from its mouth, facing the group of small dragons, and at the same time, the most powerful group of god kings in the military array also broke out under the threat of the small dragon, each squeezing the power of the formation to bless their own bodies, and launched the strongest blow to kill the small dragon.

The banging sound continued one after another, and no matter how sleek the little dragon was, it was difficult to continue, except for the first wave of rushing out and scraping, it exploded one after another.

But without waiting for the gods to smile, they were horrified to find that the fragment of the small dragon that exploded turned into a smaller micro-dragon after a while, and although its power decreased, it still rushed forward fiercely.

Although it is a little unacceptable, but the little dragons are all killed, Weilong will naturally not be cowardly, and the gods have taken action, and the divine power is surging, causing a devastating blow to the microdragons.

Just when the gods were delighted to destroy all the little dragons, a roar suddenly came, "Stop her!"

It was the roar of the beast god, because in the middle of the gods' joy, Zhao Zilong actually held the dragon spear high and galloped non-stop, and the BMW under his crotch did not know when twelve legs were born under the ribs, and six legs swept out roundly, swaying out of the Dao silver rays.

The other six legs were like wheels, galloping in a way that seemed comical and actually extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they had broken through half of the formation, and the cold eyes of the woman immediately even made the beast god behind feel a little cold.

It's not that no one stopped it, but most of the gods were pulled by Xiaolong, and a small number of gods made a move to stop them, but they didn't even need Zhao Zilong to wave the spear, it was the horse's hooves and silver rays that suddenly came out from under the ribs of the patterned horse, which made these gods lose their voices in severe pain.

Zhao Zilong's face was indifferent, her clothes were not stained with blood, like a white plum in the flesh and blood hell, she stepped on the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and the dragon spear in her hand was raised high, higher and higher, and even raised to the back of her hand, and the green tendons soared, turning the frost-bullying jade hand into hideous.

The military formation changed, the gods came back to their senses in the roar of the beast god, and the fingers of the god of light also pressed the dragon to explode, and it was attacking from behind, the beast god himself did not move, he was still condescending, and his ruthless eyes stared at Zhao Zilong, as if he was brewing a killing blow.

The beast god's lore, that is a real lore, the limit attack is not a joke, Zhao Zilong did not dare to ignore it, and even felt that the god of light made such a move to fight for such a lore opportunity for the beast god.