Chapter 1533: War Dragon Blood Saints
"Demon pupil ..."
The pupils of Wuhui, the Dragon Blood Saint, trembled faintly. They looked at the shadow of the young (body shēn) standing on the side of Long Qingyang (body shēn), and couldn't help but change.
Subconsciously, he looked at Bai Qianyu on the other side, and there was a hint of lightness in his eyebrows.
"Interesting ... the two peoples are mixed together ..."
The surging purple beam of light is like that tearing the earth, like a violent thunderous dragon python whistling towards Wuhui.
Hearing the experiences of Long Qingyang in recent years, Chu Hen has been restraining the rising hatred and killing in his heart.
No wonder these years, Long Qingyang has been slow to return.
It is not that he does not want to return, but that he cannot return.
If it weren't for the fact that he was here today, I'd be afraid that I would never find Long Qingyang's whereabouts in a lifetime.
hateful!
hateful!
It is really irritating!
...
"Huh, the prince Fanjie also dared to shoot at me?"
Wuhui showed a scornful smirk, and raised his Fangtian Huaji in his palm, and waved an arc-shaped sharp blade in the void.
"Dangdang ..."
Light and shadow staggered, and the Thunder cut off.
The roaring Rayman electric pole was severed by the arc-shaped halberd.
"bass!"
The next moment, a bright sharp tremolo folds, the five marks of Chu marks condensed in the air, interspersed with a gorgeous manic electric mang, a sharp black sword exaggerated immediately.
"call out!"
The air flow tears, and the sword shadow runs through.
For example, the phaseless Emperor Blade that blasted out like a flying chasing moon was directly across the sky.
At the same time, Chu Hen's demon-blooded purple pupil was twitching, and the seven black dots deep in the pupil chased and turned.
Together with a strong space rhythm, I saw a group of purple demon flames suddenly tangled in the speedless moving Emperor Blade.
The evil spirits lingering outside the Wuxiang Emperor Blade ignited the rising of the sky, and instantly turned into a huge purple fairy dragon image.
"Flames are buried!"
...
Good demon pupil power control ability.
The dragon blood saints were a little surprised.
Wuhui's eyes flashed coldly, "Huh, the eagle worm trick!"
"Hmm ..." Fang Tianhua's halberd in his palm turned in the palm of his hand, picking up his halberd and slashing towards the screaming purple dragon.
The sharp halberd slashed the sky, and a stream of shadows like sky punishment fell off the sky.
"Dang!"
In that moment, the stream of shadows was like the heavenly sword column that fell straight into the sky, and was directly impacted on the body of the purple dragon shadow (body shēn).
"Well ..."
It is as if the **** of extinction punished and killed the murderer.
A quake ((dàng) dàng) Jiuxiao's violent aura ring air wave was released in the empty space ((dàng) dàng), and the majestic and terrifying sword pillar stiffened the huge purple dragon From there it was minced.
The purple flame exploded in the air.
Just as everyone in the audience was shocked by Wu Hui's powerful means, the head of that monster Yanying suddenly opened his mouth while bursting.
A quick trembling sound of "咻 ...", a bunch of black Excalibur shining with Raymang spit out in the mouth of the crushed dragon shadow.
The corner of Wuhui's mouth appeared a scornful arc.
"Three-year-old kid's trick ..."
All in all, its war halberd picks up, and the war halberd that surrounds the terrible dragon shadow points towards the impertinent imperial blade that flies.
The fierce and powerful dragon's breath caused the space to twist and shake.
Wuhui's attack has a great power to shake the Wuxiang Emperor's blade.
"Well ..."
Suddenly, the sharp halberd smashed into the spotless blade of the Emperor's Blade. The moment the two met, the space was distorted to the extreme and a narrow gap was opened.
A sudden cyclone whistled over the city.
A halberd and a sword collided head-on, and the detonating power was like two records of Tianmang.
In anticipation, the picture of Wu Xiangdi Blade being shattered did not appear. The pupils of the audience fainted and saw behind Wu Xiangdi Blade. At this moment, there was a whole (body shēn) swaying purple electricity. Young (body shēn) shadow.
"Good speed ..."
Wu Hui's cold eyes reflected the pair of demon-like purple pupils.
"Not only the speed is good ... strength, I can kill you ..."
Chu Chen's eyes were cold, and at the moment the words fell, the Wudi Emperor's Blade in the palm of his hand shined brightly, followed by the sword (body shēn) quickly stretched, and instantly transformed into a sharp dragon spine cold gun.
"This is it?" Wu Hui was startled.
A "bang ..." sounded loudly, and a beam of light of thunder burst out from above the tip of the gun, and Wan Jun rushed into the body along the halberd in Wu Hui's hand.
Wu Hui suddenly felt a numb arm, and the whole person followed the flight and quit.
"Well ..."
The dense arc of thunder spreads along Wu Hui's arm all the way (body shēn), the latter froze coldly, "Well, I'm a bit underestimating your ability."
"Oh!"
An outrageous and terrifying spirit of the Dragon Soul exploded and folded inside the body, and the lightning power covering it (body shēn) was shattered as much as possible.
Then, Wu Huiwu's animated halberds slid towards Chu Hen (body shēn).
Chu Chen had no fear and raised his cold gun to greet the other party.
...
The halberd is like a shadow, like a thunder.
The shadow of the gun was like rain, wide open and close.
...
Looking at the two in the sky and fighting over the sky, Long Qingyang's eyes could not help showing a bit of wonder.
"After many years, even if I have entered the realm of the Great King of the Steps, I am still not the opponent of the third brother."
Long Qingyang, who has devoured Longyuan for six years in the Kowloon Ding, has been repaired to the highest rank in the world.
He originally thought that the old people had fallen far behind him.
However, Chu Chen is still that Chu Chen after all.
Long Qingyang was both surprised and happy for Chu Hen's growth.
...
"Also! Today (ri r) my Long Qingyang can see heaven (ri rì), so (xìng) fight with my brother."
"Oh!"
After that, Long Qingyang lifted his arms outwards and clenched his five fingers into fists.
"Well ..."
A powerful Long Yin roared from his body.
An imaginary cold white dragon shadow rises from behind (body shēn) like a guardian spirit beast, lingering outside it (body shēn).
The other strong men of the Dragon Blood Saints are all cold.
"Huh, it's arrogant."
"Don't think that if you swallow Long Yuan, you can fight us."
"kill!"
...
Murder was pervasive, frost and dust filled the sky.
In that moment, all the strong men of the Dragon Blood Saints burst into majestic momentum, like a towering mountain under pressure, rushing towards Long Qingyang and others below.
"I can still see my relatives and friends. Even if I die here today, Long Qingyang is worth ..."
After all, Long Qingyang stood up in the wind, and the dragon shadow coiled around him (the body shēn) pounced on the people in front of him with a tearing sky.
"唳 ..." At the same time, Mo Qingli also moved in the air, accompanied by the overwhelming blazing waves of heat, she (body shēn) suddenly stunned a **** sparrow with a wingspan of over a thousand feet bird.
"Holy Wing Sky Finch ..."
The dragon blood saints were slightly surprised.
"I'll solve this evil beast, you two will take back Long Yuan ..."
One of the guards (body shēn) in the dragon armor shouted coldly.
"it is good!"
Having said that, the three Great Kings who control the power of the realm are directly divided into two paths, one of them heading towards Mo Qingli.
The other two rushed towards Long Qingyang.
However, more than ten other people set off a majestic trend towards Mu Feng, Long Xuanshuang, Ye Yao, and Qiao Xiaowan.
...
The dragon blood saint side ~ www.novelhall.com ~ This trip came with four or five top powerful men in the level of the Great Holy King Realm and more than ten masters in the Holy King Realm.
The overall strength was clearly overwhelmed by Chu Hen.
However, at this moment, Bai Qianyu did not join the war between the two sides at the first time.
In the corner of her eyes, Gongtong and Nangong swarmed not far behind.
For the current situation.
The real pressure does not come from the Dragon Blood Holy Tribe side, after all, Wu Hui is only the cultivation of the Heavenly Order King Sage.
Of course, on the side of Mangcheng, it is the vice-patriarch of the Saint of the Light.
A powerful presence near the half-emperor level.
If Mang City stepped in, the situation would be even worse.
Therefore, what Bai Qianyu really has to do is look at the side of the Holy Saint.
The pupils of Wuhui, the Dragon Blood Saint, trembled faintly. They looked at the shadow of the young (body shēn) standing on the side of Long Qingyang (body shēn), and couldn't help but change.
Subconsciously, he looked at Bai Qianyu on the other side, and there was a hint of lightness in his eyebrows.
"Interesting ... the two peoples are mixed together ..."
The surging purple beam of light is like that tearing the earth, like a violent thunderous dragon python whistling towards Wuhui.
Hearing the experiences of Long Qingyang in recent years, Chu Hen has been restraining the rising hatred and killing in his heart.
No wonder these years, Long Qingyang has been slow to return.
It is not that he does not want to return, but that he cannot return.
If it weren't for the fact that he was here today, I'd be afraid that I would never find Long Qingyang's whereabouts in a lifetime.
hateful!
hateful!
It is really irritating!
...
"Huh, the prince Fanjie also dared to shoot at me?"
Wuhui showed a scornful smirk, and raised his Fangtian Huaji in his palm, and waved an arc-shaped sharp blade in the void.
"Dangdang ..."
Light and shadow staggered, and the Thunder cut off.
The roaring Rayman electric pole was severed by the arc-shaped halberd.
"bass!"
The next moment, a bright sharp tremolo folds, the five marks of Chu marks condensed in the air, interspersed with a gorgeous manic electric mang, a sharp black sword exaggerated immediately.
"call out!"
The air flow tears, and the sword shadow runs through.
For example, the phaseless Emperor Blade that blasted out like a flying chasing moon was directly across the sky.
At the same time, Chu Hen's demon-blooded purple pupil was twitching, and the seven black dots deep in the pupil chased and turned.
Together with a strong space rhythm, I saw a group of purple demon flames suddenly tangled in the speedless moving Emperor Blade.
The evil spirits lingering outside the Wuxiang Emperor Blade ignited the rising of the sky, and instantly turned into a huge purple fairy dragon image.
"Flames are buried!"
...
Good demon pupil power control ability.
The dragon blood saints were a little surprised.
Wuhui's eyes flashed coldly, "Huh, the eagle worm trick!"
"Hmm ..." Fang Tianhua's halberd in his palm turned in the palm of his hand, picking up his halberd and slashing towards the screaming purple dragon.
The sharp halberd slashed the sky, and a stream of shadows like sky punishment fell off the sky.
"Dang!"
In that moment, the stream of shadows was like the heavenly sword column that fell straight into the sky, and was directly impacted on the body of the purple dragon shadow (body shēn).
"Well ..."
It is as if the **** of extinction punished and killed the murderer.
A quake ((dàng) dàng) Jiuxiao's violent aura ring air wave was released in the empty space ((dàng) dàng), and the majestic and terrifying sword pillar stiffened the huge purple dragon From there it was minced.
The purple flame exploded in the air.
Just as everyone in the audience was shocked by Wu Hui's powerful means, the head of that monster Yanying suddenly opened his mouth while bursting.
A quick trembling sound of "咻 ...", a bunch of black Excalibur shining with Raymang spit out in the mouth of the crushed dragon shadow.
The corner of Wuhui's mouth appeared a scornful arc.
"Three-year-old kid's trick ..."
All in all, its war halberd picks up, and the war halberd that surrounds the terrible dragon shadow points towards the impertinent imperial blade that flies.
The fierce and powerful dragon's breath caused the space to twist and shake.
Wuhui's attack has a great power to shake the Wuxiang Emperor's blade.
"Well ..."
Suddenly, the sharp halberd smashed into the spotless blade of the Emperor's Blade. The moment the two met, the space was distorted to the extreme and a narrow gap was opened.
A sudden cyclone whistled over the city.
A halberd and a sword collided head-on, and the detonating power was like two records of Tianmang.
In anticipation, the picture of Wu Xiangdi Blade being shattered did not appear. The pupils of the audience fainted and saw behind Wu Xiangdi Blade. At this moment, there was a whole (body shēn) swaying purple electricity. Young (body shēn) shadow.
"Good speed ..."
Wu Hui's cold eyes reflected the pair of demon-like purple pupils.
"Not only the speed is good ... strength, I can kill you ..."
Chu Chen's eyes were cold, and at the moment the words fell, the Wudi Emperor's Blade in the palm of his hand shined brightly, followed by the sword (body shēn) quickly stretched, and instantly transformed into a sharp dragon spine cold gun.
"This is it?" Wu Hui was startled.
A "bang ..." sounded loudly, and a beam of light of thunder burst out from above the tip of the gun, and Wan Jun rushed into the body along the halberd in Wu Hui's hand.
Wu Hui suddenly felt a numb arm, and the whole person followed the flight and quit.
"Well ..."
The dense arc of thunder spreads along Wu Hui's arm all the way (body shēn), the latter froze coldly, "Well, I'm a bit underestimating your ability."
"Oh!"
An outrageous and terrifying spirit of the Dragon Soul exploded and folded inside the body, and the lightning power covering it (body shēn) was shattered as much as possible.
Then, Wu Huiwu's animated halberds slid towards Chu Hen (body shēn).
Chu Chen had no fear and raised his cold gun to greet the other party.
...
The halberd is like a shadow, like a thunder.
The shadow of the gun was like rain, wide open and close.
...
Looking at the two in the sky and fighting over the sky, Long Qingyang's eyes could not help showing a bit of wonder.
"After many years, even if I have entered the realm of the Great King of the Steps, I am still not the opponent of the third brother."
Long Qingyang, who has devoured Longyuan for six years in the Kowloon Ding, has been repaired to the highest rank in the world.
He originally thought that the old people had fallen far behind him.
However, Chu Chen is still that Chu Chen after all.
Long Qingyang was both surprised and happy for Chu Hen's growth.
...
"Also! Today (ri r) my Long Qingyang can see heaven (ri rì), so (xìng) fight with my brother."
"Oh!"
After that, Long Qingyang lifted his arms outwards and clenched his five fingers into fists.
"Well ..."
A powerful Long Yin roared from his body.
An imaginary cold white dragon shadow rises from behind (body shēn) like a guardian spirit beast, lingering outside it (body shēn).
The other strong men of the Dragon Blood Saints are all cold.
"Huh, it's arrogant."
"Don't think that if you swallow Long Yuan, you can fight us."
"kill!"
...
Murder was pervasive, frost and dust filled the sky.
In that moment, all the strong men of the Dragon Blood Saints burst into majestic momentum, like a towering mountain under pressure, rushing towards Long Qingyang and others below.
"I can still see my relatives and friends. Even if I die here today, Long Qingyang is worth ..."
After all, Long Qingyang stood up in the wind, and the dragon shadow coiled around him (the body shēn) pounced on the people in front of him with a tearing sky.
"唳 ..." At the same time, Mo Qingli also moved in the air, accompanied by the overwhelming blazing waves of heat, she (body shēn) suddenly stunned a **** sparrow with a wingspan of over a thousand feet bird.
"Holy Wing Sky Finch ..."
The dragon blood saints were slightly surprised.
"I'll solve this evil beast, you two will take back Long Yuan ..."
One of the guards (body shēn) in the dragon armor shouted coldly.
"it is good!"
Having said that, the three Great Kings who control the power of the realm are directly divided into two paths, one of them heading towards Mo Qingli.
The other two rushed towards Long Qingyang.
However, more than ten other people set off a majestic trend towards Mu Feng, Long Xuanshuang, Ye Yao, and Qiao Xiaowan.
...
The dragon blood saint side ~ www.novelhall.com ~ This trip came with four or five top powerful men in the level of the Great Holy King Realm and more than ten masters in the Holy King Realm.
The overall strength was clearly overwhelmed by Chu Hen.
However, at this moment, Bai Qianyu did not join the war between the two sides at the first time.
In the corner of her eyes, Gongtong and Nangong swarmed not far behind.
For the current situation.
The real pressure does not come from the Dragon Blood Holy Tribe side, after all, Wu Hui is only the cultivation of the Heavenly Order King Sage.
Of course, on the side of Mangcheng, it is the vice-patriarch of the Saint of the Light.
A powerful presence near the half-emperor level.
If Mang City stepped in, the situation would be even worse.
Therefore, what Bai Qianyu really has to do is look at the side of the Holy Saint.
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