Chapter 1149: Danzhao, a blow of destruction

Remember [花香 居 www.kanshushenzhan.com] in one second, to provide you with wonderful novel reading. Previously, he was in the Bitian continent, and he was the admired owner of the Tianji Pavilion, but it was more than 10,000 people, but this place is a dead continent of gods and beasts, not even a fart. I want to be the one that my brother still hates Species.
The sorrowful oriental sacrifice finally understood that what makes a real person out of the sky.
The Eastern Festival was comforting himself poorly, waiting for the death continent, when he was the master of the Tianji Pavilion above 10,000 people, suddenly, a violent thunder blasted above the head of the tomb of Jiuyou God.
"Well, I'll go!" The Eastern Festival jumped in shock, "What happened?"
The ancestor of the dragon suddenly changed, rushing out of the tomb of the god, and quickly set up a defensive enchantment to protect the entire Jiuyou Mountains.
Bang--!
It's another loud sound that shatters the world!
The thunderbolt descended from the sky, and the defensive enchantment that had just been set up was shaken by this thunderbolt, and a crack appeared.
"No, it's Dan Jie!" Zu Long turned pale and turned back to the tomb of God without saying a word.
Han hurriedly greeted, "Master, you ..."
"Don't talk nonsense! Protect everyone!" Zulong ordered.
Han saw that Tian Lei was unusual and frowned. "Master, this is Dan Jie, it's just against her."
"Stupid things!" Zu Long immediately understood the meaning of his apprentice, and said eloquently, "It is Dan Jie, but it is also the order of my orcs!"
Tianlei is the right thing for Emperor Fuyao to refine the elixir, but it is also the result of saving the orcs.
Neither they nor Di Fuyao can escape!
Han bowed his head. "Master, the students understand."
He quickly stepped forward and spread his hands to perform cold silk.
The strands of cold silk seem to be easily broken, but in fact each cold silk is extremely hard.
Han wrapped all the wounded beasts and spirits with cold silk, forming a large cocoon, and protecting the beasts inside.
Zulong was also enchanted under the cloth of the tomb of the gods. The entire mountain range could not be protected. He could only leave his power on the beasts in the tomb of the gods.
The oriental sacrifice looked at the master and apprentice to cast spells, thinking that the tomb of the was safe. When it was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a thunderous sky threw down at the tomb of the severely.
The whole cemetery of God shook the mountains, and the boulders rolled down.
A boulder fell from overhead and hit him straight.
"Should I die here, right?" The face of the Eastern Festival suddenly turned pale and remained in place.
Just when he thought he was going to confess his life in these nine tomb god's tombs, suddenly, one hand pulled him over.
The boulder slammed to the ground and smashed a deep pit there!
The Dongfang Festival paused and looked back mechanically, and saw that the person holding him was Jiuyin.
"Thank you very much!" He said tremblingly.
Jiuyin turned around uncomfortably.
"You should shake Xie Xiaofu." Yu Ji teased intentionally.
If this thin man is not Xiao Fuyao's friend, Jiuyin, who has always been cold, would not have sent himself to save an irrelevant person.
The Eastern Festival suddenly understood the meaning and nodded gratefully, "Yes, yes."
Jiuyin was lying there, her brows locked tightly, her eyes staring straight at the door of the side room.
At present, although the ancestor of Zulong has protected everyone, Dan Lei Tianlei is constantly flowing and will only become stronger and stronger.
I wonder how she is doing now?
Above the tomb of Jiuyou God, Dan Jie Tianlei was rolling, and the thunder shook the world.
Emperor Fu Yao who practiced Dan in the side room was not unaware that Dan was coming.
But she couldn't stop at all. If she was distracted now, the pot of elixir would be abandoned, and it would become obsolete.
She didn't want to waste Zulong, the treasured herb that had been kept for many years, she had to be successful!
Emperor Fu sat cross-legged and sweaty in the god's soil, and the element of fire was continuously transported into the huge Tianding Ding in front of him. Tianding Ding was faint purple.
The thunder was deafening, and she continued to focus on alchemy as if she had not heard it.
As the purple color of Tianshen Ding grew deeper and darker, the power of Dan Jie was greater.
At first, there were thunders falling down one after another, and then there were thunderstorms like storms.
The enchantment shrouded above the tomb of Nine Youshen was torn apart by Wan Jun Thunder, and it was broken.
Lei Li rushed into the tomb of the gods, and Zulong could first stop one or two, but with the rapid consumption of power, he was finally beaten by the sky to the ground and spit blood.
Ancestral dragon is the highest sacred beast in the tomb of God, and even he can't support the calamity, let alone other orcs?
All the beasts present were immediately struck by unparalleled powerful thunder force, and if they were to move, they would tear the flesh with the power of thunder and be unbearable.
"Master ... what to do?" Han collapsed and asked his teeth.
Zulong had no blood on his face, and climbed hard to the side room, "We can't die, Tianjie just suppresses us, it is aimed at the emperor girl in alchemy ..."
Hearing that Jiuyin and Baize's faces changed suddenly, they almost crawled to the door of the side room.
Bang--!
A thunder broke, and the two were closest to each other, and were stunned by Tianjie.
Although the Eastern Festival is well-informed, I have seen such a terrible scene. His face was pale and trembling, "Well, let Fuyao stop alchemy first?"
"No!" Zulong looked dim, "If you stop refining the alchemy at this time, the emperor girl will die back to death!"
The herb he gave to Di girl is not an ordinary herb, but a herb with ten thousand years of spiritual power.
Once it is abandoned halfway, not only is it destroyed, it will also be destroyed.
"But Dan Jie is getting stronger and stronger, the last thunder, but all the thunderous forces are condensed!" Dongfang Festival cried without tears: "By the time everyone will die!"
Zulong glared at him. "Where did the ignorant young man come from, shut up for Lao Tzu!"
The di girl has done enough for the orcs, and this time he will never give up the di girl because of the orcs.
"Even if I fight this old life, I won't let the di girl get into trouble!" Zu Long knew, and it was about to reach the last thunder of a hit.
When Han saw what Master wanted to do, he was in a hurry and said quickly, "Master, no!"
"Take care of everyone." Zu Long smiled and turned to the side room.
When the last Dan robber falls, he will change his life and save the life of the emperor.
The thunder cloud over the tomb of Jiuyou God gathered into a ball, and the black tomb pressed down the tomb, and the last one came down at any time.
Everyone was frightened and frightened, but they were helpless, and felt that the mood at this moment was just like the end of the day, heavy and sad.
Bang--!
The last ray of thunder condensed all the thunder, and Di Fu, who was rushing straight towards the side of the chamber, split it fiercely.
Zulong took a deep breath, flashed into the side room, flew up high, his eyes narrowed slowly, and he was ready to support the devastating Danzhao for the emperor.
Strangely, after waiting for a long time, the imaginary blow of destruction did not come.
Zulong frowned slightly, feeling a strange breath outside, and he appeared outside the tomb of God with a teleportation.
Suddenly, a slender figure with white clothes stained with blood was half-knelt outside the tomb of the god.
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