The wind swept through, and the boundless bones turned into powder in the flames, and the dark flames seemed to ignite the entire earth.

The flames danced with the wind, and the whole desolate land was burned into various crystals, gems, and boundless flames spreading on this land.

But somehow, they stopped in front of two giant white mountains and began to burn the energy in the air.

It seemed as if there was an invisible barrier blocking them, making them unable to get close to or through.

Bai Ling was also a little strange. He looked at the two giant cocoons that could not be approached and couldn't be solved, but believed that power was the best way to solve the problem, so Bai Ling decided to give it a knife first.

But when she was about to kill with her sword, she suddenly felt the murderous intent coming from her head, and her keen fighting consciousness made a choice in the shortest time.

I saw her sword forward and spit out a series of ancient dragon words. An orange-yellow inexplicable field appeared around Bai Ling. The faint golden light made it look faintly indestructible.

Word Spirit-Vajra Realm

As long as you can withstand a moment, you can determine His position and kill Him with a knife.

The next second, a huge beast shadow suddenly appeared in the air. The originally empty sky seemed to be covered at this moment, and the dragon wings that covered the sky and the sun covered the light of the sky.

His body had pale scales, and ferocious bone spurs were densely spreading on his back, as if it had penetrated his spine and penetrated his entire body.

The majestic and tyrannical dragon body is like the perfect creation of God, but now He is a little miserable.

His huge dragon tail was a little charred, and there were still some scorching flames on the gray and white dragon wings.

The left arm, like an ancient divine pillar, was covered in blood, bloody, and the wound was smooth and smooth, as if it had been cut by something extremely sharp.

The flames burned His wings, the dragon opened its huge dragon eyes the size of a car, and its golden eyes shone brightly because of the pain of burning the soul.

With blood-red eyes flashing, He was angry, roaring, thinking about His enemies swearing his power.

Then a huge beast claw was slapped heavily, and the giant claws flashing with a faint metallic light instantly smashed the Vajra Realm, and the white spirit inside disappeared from the spot.

It seemed that the angry blow was slapped into pieces, turned into ashes, and the smoke disappeared.

But this is obviously impossible. Long obviously would not believe that this enemy who almost killed him instantly would be beaten by himself with a simple blow and turned into dust, as if he was cleared out like weeds.

He fell rapidly, and his huge volume hit the ground with a bang, splashing crystal fragments like fragments.

Staring at the surroundings with great vigilance, the huge dragon body suddenly curled up, and the scales seemed to shrink, as if they had shrunk a model.

It is a turtle-style defense that is free of dead corners, which can deal with most sneak attacks or power collisions.

Bai Ling in the sky was a little confused when he saw this scene. This feeling was... he met his opponent and was so slutty.

This dragon should be a warrior of the ancient dragon clan, and at least he should have joined the powerful resistance army, otherwise it would not have been possible to hone such a rapid method of holding heads and squatting to defend against heads and squatting.

Now at this angle, no matter which direction it is in, He can resist it as soon as possible.

However, it would definitely not be a good idea to take her head at all.

Under the shining golden claws are twisted muscles, and the radiance wrapped around the surface is covered by the realm of death, which is the Spirit of Word-Judgment.

As a member of the ancient rebel army, he naturally would not beg for mercy and waited for death.

In the chanting of the dragon language just now, He had already launched judgment, and the spirit of the spirit of the word, strengthened the sharp claws, and the power of judgment judged the enemy in front of him.

The spiritual realm was suddenly taken away by most of the time.

The realm of death is attached to His claws, just as the God of Death is reading His list, reaping the lives of the person in front of him, and dragging her into hell.

The flames of death turned into a winding black dragon, spreading its bloody mouth and emitting a black breath as dark as ink.

He hung around Bai Ling's white dragon scale armor, as if he was protecting his master, and as if he was staring at his prey and waiting for an opportunity to move.

The invisible waves of air swept through the heat waves sweeping across the world, and the sparks, flames, swords and claws intersected, as if a silent contest was a invisible struggle, a battle between fields.

The giant sword and the sharp claw are colliding, which is a violent showdown at the power level. At the same time, the dark realm of death and the invisible realm of death are also colliding.

The surroundings became strangely quiet, and time seemed to have stopped, as if in the cracks of time, two pairs of dazzling eyes that looked at each other like red gold.

They were all boiling fighting spirit and bloodthirsty tyranny, staring at each other, as if there was nothing else in their eyes, only the sword and claw that met the air.

Like a song of sword and fire, the two dragons were completely trapped in a brutal battle. The scorching sword intersected with the sharp claws again and again. The dark dragon bit the dragon and gushed out a large amount of steam from the other side of the dragon. The sharp claws that were recovering were recovering.

In an instant, countless sword lights and sword shadows flashed, and countless knife marks were everywhere on the desolate land, and the earth was plowed out of deep gullies.

The dark flames were cancelled and turned into rich fog, and the realm of time zero was activated to attach itself.

The passage of time seemed to be lengthened, delayed by sixty times, which made Bai Ling's speed explosively improve.

A sword light like a disillusionment passed by, and a trace was drawn from the dragon's body, and a faint black mist attached, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, unable to escape.

The dragon felt the burning stinging sensation on his side, and roared with a sharp claw that spread out to capture her in his hand.

But he was bitten by the dark Youlong beside him and threw himself into a trap. He was about to suppress the black dragon but was interrupted by the slash from behind.

The black dragon and the flashing Bai Ling have the same idea and are intimate. They are one. Whenever the dragon attacks the other side, the unattended side will take the opportunity to attack.

The dragon stretched out its strong dragon body, and its wings that covered the sky and the sun were bulging behind it. The strong wind surging, and the dragon body rose, as if it wanted to leave the earth.

Bai Ling also spread her wings and soared into the air, reaching the sky with his sword across the sky, and the dark mist wrapped around her body, and the red and golden light flashed on her face, like a dark boss.

The giant sword in his hand was in line with the dragon, like a cultivator in mythology, walking towards the dragon and slashing at the rising giant dragon.

"Damn, I'm very stupid when you look like this."

A hundred meters away

The blue-gray dragon wings spread out, panting, Xia Mi held the scythe of the God of Death and witnessed this incredible scene with her own eyes, stunned.

It was not that she didn't take action, but that the time was too short, from the Bai Ling Slash to the giant cocoon to the next generation of seeds breaking out of the cocoon, the war began in full swing, and there was only a short minute in between.

Moreover, the battle between the two was moving quickly and switching positions due to their powerful mobility. She tried to pursue, but she was always lost.

Moreover, the ancient dragon seemed to have noticed her identity as the Dragon King, and every time she consciously chose a farther area to avoid her.

For this reason, he even suffered a crazy blow from Bai Ling who was trapped in a state of fighting.

"Revoke, cancel!"

Xia Mi looked at the dragon that suddenly rose up and interfered with the flow of elements through his own authority at the first time and canceled the release of His Spirit.

But the dragon's still magnificent body still easily moved, and the dragon wings that covered the sky and the sun spread out.

The authority of Xia Mi Dragon King did not even cause any slowness. Instead, because of his authority, the dragon worked harder to incite the white dragon wings.

His movements were faster, flying towards the sky with the surging winds.

"Damn, you should stop and ask me to cut twice, that's all contribution value!"

Xia Mi looked at the flying dragon and the black swimming dragon following closely behind, and flew upwards with a gloomy face.

His own Dragon King's authority could not prohibit the use of His Word Spirit, and even a trace of elemental interference could not be done.

This guy probably got the secret gift from the White Emperor, he was a big fish!

And this is all contribution value, it is related to the sharing of the keel cross!

This is my lifeblood, especially this next generation seed who received the gift of King Bai.

Devouring His Dragon Bone Cross may even give yourself the authority of the Spirit of Word-Judgment, which is all progress.

But you guys are running too fast.

Xia Mi looked at the giant dragon and the dragon who gradually turned into small black dots in the distance, and she wanted to cry without tears.

Thinking of Ying Chen's happy smile when she signed the contract before, she seemed to have suddenly realized something, and a grievance came from her heart, which made her already sad mood worse.

"Ying Chen, you cheat me!"

Xia Mi looked up at the sky, and the sadness in her heart seemed to have stirred up huge waves, and the heart of MMP remained in her heart forever.

.........

"roar"

The ancient dragon roared in the air. He spread his wings and soared, but was followed closely by the black dragon behind him, like a maggot on his tarsal bones, unable to be shaken away for a long time.

The black dragon in the sky suddenly rushed forward and jumped directly onto the giant dragon's body, tightly wrapped around the ancient dragon's dragon's wings.

The black dragon opened its huge mouth as deep as an abyss and blew out a rich black mist, which was His breath.

Then he bite the dragon wing's flesh and blood, pierced his bones and bit it into pieces. The rich black mist was injected into the ancient dragon's body like a poison, and it quickly circulated throughout his body with the circulation of blood.

"Roar...roar!"

The dragon felt the severe pain from the dragon's wings and the severe pain like burning souls. It endured the severe pain and accelerated again.

As a warrior who has participated in the War of Resistance, he clearly understands the difficulty of this Black Fog Spirit, and is almost the nemesis of all dragon clans.

It is an unknown symbol, He is the nightmare of all abandoned tribes.

As long as you are stuck on the battlefield, you will almost be killed in a state of constant weakness. Even if you can survive by chance, you will lose the ability to form a cocoon and nirvana in your bloodline. Then you will be constantly eroded by fog and end up in an unknown situation in your later years.

The fog is extremely difficult to expel, and the dragon clan under the next generation of seeds is almost unable to expel it independently, and it ends with regret.

This is true for many of His descendants, and the bones everywhere were their end.

If you cannot be nirvana, you will only slowly become weak and eventually turn into dead bones as time passes.

But now his fate is probably not much better.

The dragon's left wing was bitten, and large pieces of flesh and blood flew everywhere, mixed with dark blood, sprinkled in the sky and fell to the earth.

The dragon felt the throbbing from its heart, felt the venom like oil flowing in its blood vessels, and silently counting down its life.

Although the noble next-generation seed can drive away the mist in the body, it is only a little, and a little bit weak.
Chapter completed!