Why is there an...inexplicable feeling of familiarity?

Where have I sensed this dragon soul aura?

No! When I first arrived in the abyss, I didn’t know anyone at all. Long Jiang was the first dragon I met...

This feeling of familiarity...could it be because they both have the blood and soul of the Dragon God?

But when facing the Dragon God Clan of the Western Divine Region, I have never felt this way.

"That dragon roar is indeed terrifying." Mo Cangying thought deeply: "I didn't expect Chilong's dragon soul to have such a terrifying power, but it made me think..."

His expression suddenly changed, and he turned to look in the direction of Long Jiang: "Isn't she Chilong, but...but..."

Boom!!!

There was a loud sound in the distant sky that almost shattered the eardrums.

A total of seven half-steps of divine annihilation power were blasted onto the obviously weak dragon shadow in front of Long Jiang.

After the shocking rock explosion, there was a sad dragon roar.

The pale dragon shadow completely collapsed, and Long Jiang's last protective dragon power was defeated.

A cluster of blood mist that even the thick hood couldn't stop spurted out, and Long Jiang's body flew away like a dead leaf in a sandstorm, rolling down on the quicksand that had stopped sinking.

If there is only one person on the other side, she can win completely; with three people, she is very sure to escape; with five people, she has a high chance of reaching the exit of Linshen Realm...

But, that's eleven people.

Chi——

Her gray and white robe was torn to pieces, revealing the pure white brocade clothes underneath.

A gust of wind blew up, and the hood that completely covered her head suddenly shattered, and her long hair flew away... revealing the true appearance she had been trying so hard to hide.

"hiss!"

There was a startled groan and a sound of inhalation, and He Lianjue, who was slowly approaching from the front, even took a step back in fright.

It was a face... so terrifying that anyone would have nightmares just by looking at it.

Her neck and skin were very white, as white as snow and as smooth as jade.

But on this snow-skinned jade skin, there are two terrifying marks intertwined.

The marks were dark in color, one from the left forehead to the right jaw, and the other from the left jaw to the right forehead. Both marks were one inch wide, and their shapes were twisted...

Like two pitch black centipedes lying intertwined on the face.

The too white skin color makes it even more eye-catching and terrifying.

She slowly raised her head, and her naturally staggered long hair made these two terrifying marks more complete in everyone's sight.

Streams of blood flowed out from the corners of her lips, flowing in strands on the dry sand below.

From Yun Che's direction, he could only see her side face. Even so, the black marks were still terrifying and shocking, making him frown.

Ordinary injuries can be easily recovered with the dragon's physique and half-step of divine annihilation power.

Obviously, it was caused by the erosion of Yuan Chen, and there was no way to solve it.

"Hmph, no wonder they were wrapped up so tightly." He Lianjue took several steps forward. Obviously, the step he was taken back made him very embarrassed and angry.

Wan Wei said: "This is the first time I've seen other places being unharmed, but the face was eroded first. It's really strange."

"She is not Chilong!" Ximen Borong suddenly said: "She is Zulong!"

That terrifying dragon roar had already made all of them feel something in their hearts, but at the moment when Ximen Borong spoke, their expressions were still several times gloomier.

Chilong and Zulong... both belong to the dragon clan, but they are completely different.

The Ancestral Dragon...that is the supreme dragon that inherits the bloodline of the Dragon God! It is the supreme dragon clan. It is also the only race outside the Six Divine Kingdoms that is qualified to participate in the Pure Land Meeting!

The power of the Ancestral Dragon is unknown to everyone in the abyss. But its weakness is also known to the world...that is, the difficulty of reproduction.

This has resulted in a very small lineage of ancestral dragons. It is said that there are currently less than ten ancestral dragons in existence.

This naturally means that the death of every ancestral dragon will inevitably trigger a huge shock to the ancestral dragon lineage and even the entire dragon clan.

It is a completely different concept from the death of a chi dragon.

"Ha..." Long Jiang slowly stood up, her long hair falling half-covering her frightening cheeks: "Now that you know that I am the ancestral dragon... if you dare to kill me... you in Linyuan Realm... will definitely move...

Buried with him!"

"Back away...I will pretend that nothing has happened!"

Her words were a sign of weakness, but how could they possibly waver these old foxes whose greed had swallowed up all their sanity?

Because at this point, no matter who the opponent is, they must be killed.

Let her go, and the subsequent revenge will be devastating to the whole world.

Kill her and push the sandstorm rock disaster to the Linshen Realm... With the name of "The Gift of the Yuan Emperor" to scare her, and with the Abyss Knights as evidence, even if the disaster affects the Linshen Realm, it will not wipe out the clan and sect... Maybe it will still happen.

Be safe and sound.

What's more, there is the Lingu Linglan at your fingertips!

Although the word "God's Destruction" is attached to the Half-Step Divine Destruction Realm, its essence is actually the peak of the Divine Lord Realm.

It's just that too many mystical practitioners will always stay in this realm, unable to break through in their lifetime. As a result, this nondescript pseudo realm gradually evolved.

Its existence, to put it bluntly, is just to comfort those mysterious practitioners who have reached the ultimate level of the God Lord Realm, but can never touch the Demigod Realm, so that they can feel as if they have touched it while shouting "Half-step Divine Destruction". The illusion of "God's Destruction Realm".

And the existence of this realm undoubtedly demonstrates the great desire of the divine master and mystic for the demigod realm.

This kind of desire is so huge... Even the word "Dragon God" can't stop it.

"Back off? Hahaha, it seems that you still haven't figured out the situation." Ximen Borong smiled... As soon as the smile started, he took action suddenly.

Zheng!

White light shone, and a protective mysterious weapon released a strong mysterious light in front of Long Jiang... but it only shook away Ximen Borong's power.

When Ximen Borong took action, Chief Bailin was already following behind him. A rock pillar struck from the side and hit Long Jiang's left arm.

Long Jiang's body-protecting profound strength was already extremely weak. Under this blow, Long Jiang's left arm was bent, and the sound of the dragon's bones breaking was like the sound of thunder.

From the rear, led by Zhai Kexie, four members of the Panxuan Sect had also arrived.

Although there were only four of them, and Long Jiang was obviously seriously injured, they still attacked with all their strength, without any reservation. With such force, the sea of ​​sand below was crushed by tens of feet in an instant.

Long Jiang reluctantly raised his right arm, and the roaring dragon shadow was solemn and solemn.

Boom buzz————

The quicksand for dozens of miles behind Long Jiang was emptied in an instant, revealing a terrifying hole. Her body only supported it for an extremely brief moment, and then flew out as the dragon's shadow shattered. Wan Renzong's attack was tight Then, three rock pillars chased after him, and as they approached, they solidified into three ten-foot-long rock spears... In the deafening bone-crushing sound, they brutally penetrated Long Jiang's body and came out through his back, Bring up the three major

Puffy blood mist.

"Well!"

Yun Che suddenly shrank and pressed his heart fiercely.

"Brother Yun? What's wrong with you?" Mo Cangying quickly turned around and asked.

"..." Yun Che said nothing, his palm still firmly pressed on his heart.

what happened?

Why is it inexplicably... so painful?

It felt like my heart was being stabbed hard by something.

boom!

Long Jiang fell into the sea of ​​sand again.

She struggled to stand up...but this time, she could only hold up her upper body with one arm and fell back down again.

The torn gray-white robe and the brocade clothes underneath were all dyed red by the scarlet dragon's blood at an alarming rate.

Ximen Borong, Wan Wei, Zhai Kexie, and Helianjue slowly approached.

But this time, no one was fighting in front, and no one took action for a while.

Long Jiang was severely injured. Even if she was an ancestor dragon, she would never be able to struggle with such injuries... As for escaping? That was not even remotely possible.

When the prey is certain, calmness will naturally begin to prevail.

Who will deliver the final fatal blow... Naturally, they don't want to be this person.

"Leader of the Ximen Alliance," Zhai Kexie said: "This dragon ginger was brought by your Bailin Alliance. Naturally, it should be solved by your Bailin Alliance."

"That's right!" Wan Wei said in a deep voice: "If you hadn't brought her to Linmeng, the Lingu Linglan would be in our hands, why would we be in such big trouble!"

"Oh, doesn't it sound ridiculous to say this now?" Ximen Borong glanced coldly: "Who is going to solve this Dragon Jiang? It's very simple. Of course it is the person who contributed the least just now."

"Since we are all grasshoppers on the same rope, we should exert equal effort and shoulder the same share! Do you think so, Lord Helian?"

He Lianjue was stunned for a moment and was about to retort when he saw Wan Wei and Zhai Kexie looking at him closely.

"That's true." Wan Wei said: "You are the only one in Helian, so this last blow should naturally be left to you."
To be continued...