Chapter 637: Unexpected

"Yanlong is dying, Jiulong Sword!"
Ye Chenfeng used the sword to the extreme, and the sixty-swords of the sword flew out of his body, which became a fire dragon with nine claws and claws. He whistled and brought a lot of space to the soul of the dragon. .
"Hey!"
After being attacked by Jiu Daoyan Dragon Sword, the soul of Qinglong opened his mouth and slammed the huge body, swaying the mighty dragon tail and pumping it up.
Although the soul of Qinglong has no body, the soul is seriously depleted in the suppression of the cold night demon skull and the Tao Ling countless years, but Qinglong lived beyond the existence of the beast, and the soul power that erupted in an instant is still terrifying.
After the end, Ye Chenfeng’s performance of the Jiu Jianjian was broken without any suspense. The terrible Longwei stirred the rapid airflow and slammed Ye Chenfeng with a strong sense of space pressure.
"Tiandao ruthless!"
The spirit is complete, the realm breaks through, and Ye Chenfeng has easily withstood the seven heavenly lines, and he has changed into the strongest demon body, and can fully withstand the pressure of the eight heavenly lines.
"Rumble!"
The seven heavenly lines are condensed together, like a roaring meteor shower, with unparalleled destructive power, bombarded on the tail of the drawn dragon, inspiring the infinite destructive power, like the sea tossing, sweeping into all directions.
"Well, what is this power!"
After being ruthlessly attacked by the heavens, the tail of the Dragon of Qinglong immediately heard the pain of heartbreaking, and the terrible power of heaven and earth shook the tail of the road.
"Basic Shurao, Seven Killing Aperture!"
The soul of Qinglong’s soul was in doubt. After the morning of Ye Chenfeng, there were seven killing apertures, the power of killing and killing, the meaning of the sword, the meaning of death, and nearly 20 million pounds poured into the sword of the heavens. Activated 3,680 attacks on the sword. ·1
"Killing four styles, staying forever!"
A black ink-like sword light rushes into the nine-story, as if to want to bring the heavens and the earth to the general, and to the soul of the dragon.
The night swordsmanship is smashed out, and all the brilliance in the Great Hall is swallowed up. For a time, only the unbeatable, smashing sword is left in the whole space.
The power of killing has a great damage to the soul. Together with the sword's meaning and the amplitude of the dead, the destructive power of the sword is increased.
After the attack of the night sword, the soul of the dragon has a deep sword mark, the pattern of the sword, the pattern of the dead constantly destroys its soul, and the painful soul of the dragon is roaring.
"Hey!"
The soul has been repeatedly injured, completely angered the soul of the dragon, it cracked the mouth of the blood basin, constantly emitting the sound of the earth-shattering dragon, like a raging sea rolling over the void, bombarded to Ye Chenfeng.
"The ruling of seven swords, thunder!"
In order to test the real combat power, Ye Chenfeng did not summon Zhuque Ding and Chi Leizhu, relying on a powerful attack force to fully attack.
Rolling the way of the sword, the pattern of the thunder, the line of death around his body, forming a whirlpool of thunder, whistling and swallowing the terrible whistle of the soul of the dragon. ·1ka
"Rumble!"
Two terrible attacks collided together and immediately formed a majestic destructive force that shook the entire space.
But after two breaths, the thunderous whirlpool of the Thunder Sword was torn by the horrible sound of the Dragon Spirit.
"Take the wind!"
The rolling dragon rushes, Ye Chenfeng has no hard regrets, decisively exerts the wind, and the amplitude speed is dodged.
"Hey!"
At the moment when Ye Chenfeng was dodging, the soul of Qinglong made another earth-shattering sound of dragons, stirring the terrible airflow and slamming it toward him.
There was a continuous attack by the dragons, and the inevitable leaf morning wind quickly burst into the front of the road, forming a group of whirlpools, and the dragon screamed.
"Boom!"
The whirlpool of the Taoist squad was attacked by the dragon screaming, and it was blasted against several breaths. The terrible sound waves slammed into the body of Ye Chenfeng, shattering the blood dragon scales of his body. He flew out and a lot of blood was sprayed out of his mouth.
"Well, this Qinglong soul is not testing me, its real purpose is to kill me."
Ye Chenfeng, who was injured in the ground, quickly climbed up on the ground and looked at the terrible soul of the Qinglong. He saw a strong killing and awe-inspiring in the big bell of his bell.
"Hey!"
The release of the dragon's scorpion shocked the morning wind, the soul of the dragon continued to release the dragon's sound attack, stirred the void, bombarded Ye Chenfeng, and wanted to blast him to kill him.
"Suzaku Ding!"
Aware of the killing of the Qinglong soul to himself, Ye Chenfeng did not dare to carelessly, decisively summoned the Taobao Zhuque Ding, sprayed a blood into the Zhuque Ding, and awakened the soul of the Suzaku to welcome Hard and hard to resist the destruction of the dragon.
"The body of the demon!"
The next moment, Ye Chenfeng, who is not hurt, burns the blood of the gods and changes into a more powerful demon body. In an instant, it will rise to the level of the near-prestige, and the power is nearly 40 million pounds. force.
"Well, two times."
Seeing the change of Ye Chenfeng into a demon, the soul of the Qinglong reveals a strange color, and the surprise leaf morning wind is beyond the means of ordinary people.
"Suzaku Ding, suppression!"
When the soul of Qinglong was shocked, Ye Chenfeng controlled Suzaku Ding to become bigger and bigger, suppressing the soul of Qinglong, and forcibly limiting its mobility.
The spirit of the Qinglong is powerful and unmatched, but the defense is its fatal weakness. It was suppressed by the Daobao Zhuque Ding, and the huge body of the Qinglong Soul trembled.
"Red Ray, the thunder of death."
The moment when the soul of Qinglong was suppressed by Zhuque Ding, Chi Leizhu flew out the body of Ye Chenfeng, releasing the endless thunder of death, swallowing the soul of Qinglong, and damaging its soul.
"Hey!"
The soul body was attacked by two avenues, and the soul of the dragon was angry. The madness writhed the huge body in midair, tearing the thunder of death and hitting Zhuque Ding.
"The ruling of seven swords, collapse!"
Zhu Ting Ding and Chi Leizhu were shaken by the soul of the crazy Qinglong, Ye Chenfeng rushed up against the violent airflow, and several avenues merged into the Emperor’s sword, a blazing sky Jianguang illuminates the chaotic hall, traversing the void, and a sword slams into the dragon's soul.
The terrible attack power has opened a crack in the head of Qinglong, which has greatly damaged its soul.
"Hey!"
The skull was bruised, and it even angered the soul of the dragon. It burned the soul at all costs, and pushed the force to the limit. It was crazy to attack Ye Chenfeng, as if he would not kill him.
"No, this Qinglong soul is definitely a problem. Its current move is definitely not a test. It really wants to kill me."
After being attacked by the soul of Qinglong soul, he felt the strong suffocation in his body. Ye Chenfeng underwent tremendous pressure and had to burn Jinpeng blood and evade.
With the destruction power of the Dragon of the Dragon, the power of the destruction of Ye Chenfeng can be lost with a single blow.
Not only the leaf morning wind noticed the doubt, the Emperor Tianling also noticed that the spirit of the Qinglong was abnormal, constantly increasing the attack power of the Emperor Sword and counterattacking the soul of the Qinglong.
In the situation of Ye Chenfeng, it is getting more and more dangerous. When the soul of Qinglong is forced to the soul of the golden town a little bit, when the sword is used, the accident happens.
Two long, quiet stone scorpions suddenly swayed, venting endless magic, penetrating the soul of the town, as if the tentacles of the octopus, wrapped around the body of Ye Chenfeng, let him not move.
And the suppression of the magic skull, the spirit of the dragon's heart stopped beating at this moment.
The next moment, the soul of Qinglong soul suddenly turned into lacquer black, the huge soul body was compressed to the extreme, turned into a light and shadow attack to Ye Chenfeng's head, and launched a fatal blow to Ye Chenfeng.
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