In the quiet and deep starry sky, there are more than 2,000 dead stars.

In this starry sky, there is also a strong bloody atmosphere.

In the middle of the two thousand or so stars, there floated two chairs made of piles of white bones.

There were two people sitting on it.

One of them was wrapped in a black robe, and his face was hidden under the black robe, looming.

Next to the black-robed man was a stunning woman, with her eyes open, as if she had lost her freedom.

This scene is eerie, and if someone accidentally sees it, I am afraid that they will be scared to death in an instant.

"Kill, kill, kill as much as possible. ”

The voice of the black-robed man flickered far and near, which was creepy, but it was as warm as jade, which was very good.

"Qianqian, you see, this seat is the god of the heavens and all worlds, and it can manipulate the fate of the common people, and no one can fight it! ”

"Oh, I forgot, you don't want to talk, but that's okay. This seat knows you best, we have the same heart, are you still very optimistic about that Lin Yi?hehehehe......"

"Don't worry, don't worry. When this war is over, I'll send someone to bring him and make him a slave for the two of us, okay?"

Shendi, that is, Qianqian, was still silent.

The black-robed man got up suddenly, reached out and grabbed Qianqian's neck with his palm, pinched it hard, lifted it up directly, and roared: "You speak, speak!

For some reason, the black-robed man suddenly became hysterical, as if he had gone crazy.

Qianqian's face turned purple, but she couldn't move, just squinted at the black-robed man, with a little mockery in her eyes and a hint of pity.

"Hahahaha!"

The black-robed man laughed: "You pity me, you actually pity me! Do you still want to leave me? At the beginning, you betrayed me and left me, and now you still want to leave?"

"You can't leave, I want you to be by my side for the rest of my life!"

......

Dragon Border.

The war is continuous, the corpses are everywhere, and the sea of blood is monstrous, shocking!

The war is still going on, and the dragons have suffered countless casualties, but they still stubbornly hold on to the border, refusing to take a step back.

The tenacity and tenacity of the dragon clan exceeded everyone's expectations.

Long Hongming also fulfilled his promise, as long as he did not die, he would not let the alliance army enter the dragon realm and trample and slaughter the people of the dragon clan.

Most of the hundreds of millions of dragons were killed and wounded, and the Ten Thousand Worlds Alliance paid an even heavier price.

But the dragon clan is gone, and it is already at the end of the road.

Long Hongming's body was scarred, one of the dragon's claws was shattered by a blunt object, and one of the dragon's horns was also cut off.

Inside some of the wounds, you can clearly see that maggots-like points of light are wriggling, sucking the essence of this old dragon.

Some of the wounds were already bleeding pus and emitting a foul smell, scars from the scratches of war corpses.

Long Hongming is already at the end of the crossbow.

Although Venerable Nagarjuna had always kept his hand, he couldn't hold it anymore under the siege of the four Qingyu Dao Lords.

"Poof!"

Long Hongming added another sword wound to his body, which was as deep as the bone, and the flesh and blood on both sides of the wound had already turned up, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

This sword almost cut his body in two!

Long Hongming let out a sad scream, his huge body was unbalanced, and he almost fell from the starry sky, and the Qingyu Dao Master and the others would not give him a chance at all.

Under the control of Han Ling, the war corpse rushed towards Long Hongming like crazy, and let the dragon tail thrown by the latter smash on his chest, unaware.

The war corpse stretched out its arms, Zheng Zheng Zheng poked out ten white nails, slashed into Long Hongming's wounds, and tore them violently!

Wow!

The wound was torn by the war corpse, and it expanded into a gap, and blood gushed wildly.

"Ahh

Long Hongming struggled and rolled, trying to shake off the war corpse, but in vain.

The dust in the hand of the Qingyu Dao Master shook forward, turning into three thousand green silks and breaking through the air, flashing with a cold light, entangled Long Hongming.

Wrestling with both sides!

Every green silk on this dust is equal to a magic weapon, extremely sharp, and in the process of pulling between the two sides, the three thousand green silks all fell into Long Hongming's flesh and blood!

Bang!

Another cloud of blood exploded.

Long Hongming couldn't support it anymore, and let the Qingyu Dao Master drag him over.

"Ancestor!"

"Half Ancestor!"

Seeing this scene, the remaining dragons let out a wail.

Po Gu smiled, stepped forward, stepped on Long Hongming's skull, carried a bloodstained stone axe in his right hand, and said condescendingly: "I announce that after today, the Dragon Realm will be removed from the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms!"

"I don't think so. ”

Just as Po Gu raised the stone axe to smash Long Hongming's head to pieces, an unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in the starry sky.

This voice sounded a little low, a little lazy, not light or heavy, but it spread to every corner of the battlefield, revealing an unquestionable power!

In such a battlefield, daring to say these words itself represents a kind of power, the supreme power, sweeping the heavens and despising all worlds!

At the very center of the battlefield, a group of monks appeared out of thin air, about dozens of them, the first of whom was dressed in white shirts, with a delicate face and hands behind his back, and his whole body was full of elegance.

Seeing this person, the hearts of Qingyu Dao Master and the others sank.

There was even an exclamation from the battlefield.

"The Lord of Juggernauts!"

"It's Lin Yi!"

No one expected that just when the dragon clan was about to fall, Lin Yi appeared with dozens of monks.

And listening to what Lin Yi said, it seemed that he wanted to stand on the side of the dragon clan.

What surprised many monks the most was that there was only one master of the monks who followed Lin Yi, and the cultivation of the rest of the monks was uneven, and the highest was only the king of the Nine Tribulations Realm, and there were even monks from the Cave Heaven Realm.

What does that mean?

With a group of cumbersome, you still dare to enter the battlefield of the catastrophe-level interface?

Lin Yi is either a madman, or he has the self-confidence to be so strong that he has no scruples and ignores everything!

"Stop. ”

Lin Yi's eyes swept across the battlefield and said lightly.

Although Lin Yi is the king of domination, in this war, the two sides have already killed each other, who cares if you are the king of domination or the king of the first realm.

How can a war be stopped by one person with a casual word?

"Do it!"

The Great Elder of the Sword Realm suddenly spoke to the Ancient Breaker.

Seeing Lin Yi appear, a trace of uneasiness also rose in the heart of the Great Elder of the Sword Realm.

Po Gu's heart was shocked, he came back to his senses, roared, and the stone axe in his hand was cut off according to Long Hongming's head.

No matter what Lin Yi's attitude is, he will slaughter this old dragon first.

At this time, Long Hongming was at the feet of Po Gu, even if Lin Yi had the ability to reach the sky, he couldn't rescue him!

"Huh?"

Lin Yijian raised his eyebrows, the trace of an axe flashed in his left eye, and an upside-down long sword flashed in his right eye, his eyebrows flashed with mysterious light, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a mountain peak!

Call!

A strange appearance of soul fluctuations, between Lin Yi and Po Gu, a trace visible to the naked eye appeared, like a sharp sword breaking through the heavy space, and instantly descended in front of Po Gu's body.

Breaking the ancient and changing color in shock!