Chapter 1112: Four hundred and sixteen

Chapter 1112, Chapter 416: Cannibalism
After staying really deep into the storm, I found that it was immersed in it, vast, calm and peaceful like a fairyland.
But such a scene caused the red-eyed evil dragon to vigilantly groan. The dragon clan's perception was the most keen, but Duan Longcheng could not detect the danger.
I had to be careful and careful, and condensed the sword, continuously slashing the spiritual power nodes in the storm.
After a short while, he destroyed more than half of the spiritual power nodes in the storm, but just when Duan Longcheng thought that things would go on smoothly like this, something went wrong.
It was a blessing to encounter a partner who broke the formation together, but seeing the murderous appearance of the other party holding a spirit skill, no one would be happy to invite it.
What Duan Longcheng encountered right now was such a ridiculous scene. Beiying Xiangqi and Duanyang masters are almost at the peak of the fierce realm. Even if they are only against one person, the victory or defeat is still in a hundred moves, let alone facing at the same time. Two people.
Why is it that he is the partner who broke the formation together, and turned to each other in a blink of an eye?
But the awe-inspiring spiritual skills would not answer doubts, so Duan Longcheng had to impose the red-eyed evil dragon to stop Xiang Qi's Five Elements Yunhu, and use the seal technique to block Wang Duanyang's Nine Suns Divine Flame.
At the same time, the stunts of holding the two masters caused Duan Longcheng's chest to churn with blood and blood, and he shouted: "What the are you two, don't you recognize this palace!"
This bursting drink used Daoxing's clear and bright stick drink. I thought it could bring back the sages of the two. Who knows that it only called more violent spiritual skills.
The helpless Duan Longcheng could only fight with the two. From the outside, most of the weakened storm center constantly had the flash of spiritual skills and the aftermath of aura explosion. It was not fierce.
The three Patriarchs watching outside thought that the three of them had already found a tactical man and were besieging them, but they didn't know that it was the three strong men who had entered the battle.
After another quarter of an hour, Master Duanyang took the lead in showing his figure from the storm. He was embarrassed with scorched marks, but he asked the farmer for help: "The bad guys are no longer supported, and you can make contributions by sending people in!"
After saying this, Master Duanyang plunged into the storm again, and the aura became fierce again.
Seeing the three powerhouses fighting so desperately, the three tycoons didn’t even suspect him, and quickly sent reinforcements into the eyes of the wind. With the experience of the last time, all the powerhouses sent this time were all of Wuzong level. exist.
This time, the aura detonation in the center of the storm became more lively, accompanied by the roar of the red-eyed evil dragon from time to time, the battle became more intense, and Wu Zong continued to fall out of the wind.
It was just this moment that the three Patriarchs saw some clues. It is reasonable to say that in the storm, it should be the powerhouse of the imperial beast, but the Wuzong who fell to the cloud were seriously injured, but the injuries on their bodies were obviously the spiritual skills of the Evil King Palace trace.
For example, Duan Longcheng is good at printing, there are also the torn wounds on the gong body, and there is even a crack in the Wu Zong's spirit armor, which looks like a dragon's tail.
If you listen carefully, you can feel that the dragon's voice in this storm is not high, but the pain of rage.
How is this going! ?
The three patriarchs looked at each other, feeling vaguely wrong in their hearts, but they couldn't tell why.
"Now let them stop quickly, there must be something strange in this storm!"
Xiang Ange made a decisive decision, and won the unanimous approval of Liu Patriarch and Mr. Nong. They sent another Wu Zong deep into Fengyan to stop the fight, but before the opponent approached, he was caught by the purple thunder that sprang from Fengyan. The dragon stopped and fought in a group.
If the three of them were just guessing, then they are determined now, there must be fraud in them!
Of course there is fraud in this, and the target of the fraud is naturally the titled powerhouse of Longzhou, the young palace master of the Evil Palace, the soul-print double-extreme, and the unparalleled Duan Longcheng.
In the eyes of all the powerhouses who broke into the storm, Duan Longcheng and the red-eyed evil dragon were behind the scenes of controlling the Thunder Beast.
However, Duan Longcheng himself can see clearly that these are all masters of Liu, Xiang, and Nong. At the beginning, he kept his strength against Wang Duanyang and Xiang Qi, but as the number of people participating in the battle later increased, This titled powerhouse also felt a little weak.
Especially after the Red-Eyed Evil Dragon was injured, Duan Longcheng simply confided in his heart and did his best.
In the once-in-a-year heroic race, all those who participated in the sect were fierce realm powerhouses. It is not easy to stand out from such a group of warriors.
Looking at it, most of the people who can eventually occupy high positions in the various sects of Longzhou are those who have ranked in the heroes.
Duan Longcheng's position as the Young Master of the Evil Palace is not only dependent on his surname Duan!
Duan Longcheng, who let go of his hands and feet, turned into a killing machine, and walked back and forth in the storm. After being injured, the red-eyed evil dragon was not weakened, but was aroused fierce.
Although one person and one dragon are in the position of the siege, they are extremely fierce. If the siege is a bit aggressive, or if there is a gap in the air, Duan Longcheng will take the opportunity to fight back.
Relying on the excellent escape technique and the extremely tough soul body of the Red-Eyed Evil Dragon, Duan Longcheng was born under the siege of seven or eight Wuzong powerhouses and killed a fellow.
It's just that the outnumbered opponents are at a disadvantage after all, and Duan Longcheng's spiritual power is not unlimited. When the spiritual power consumption reaches a limit, it will be in decline.
As he was hit by the spirit skill for the first time, the body protection secret method was destroyed, and Duan Longcheng had more and more wounds on his body.
The body and soul were originally one, the more Duan Longcheng was injured, the stronger the red-eyed evil dragon, and the evil-like blast of blood seemed to set off a sea of ​​blood.
The fighting became more intense, until a violent spiritual force blast tore the entire sky, and the wind of the spiritual skills collided to shatter the thunderstorm, which revealed the real scene inside.
The majestic red-eyed evil dragon turned into a remnant dragon at this time, the dragon's horns collapsed, and the silver scales all over the body fell off, revealing the emptiness inside, and even one of the four dragon claws was cut off by its root. Duan Longcheng, covered in blood, was panting and holding on to the dragon's head, his breath was extremely weak.
The besiegers on the other side were also very embarrassed. Needless to say, Wang Duanyang and Xiang Qi were the main forces. The Wuzong who supported by the side were all injured. Both sides had real fire and used pressure. The ability of the bottom of the box, but the wind curtain dissipated, only to find that they are killing each other, how can they accept it.
Duan Longcheng was about to speak, but felt a coolness rising from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and the badly injured red-eyed evil dragon turned his head and roared towards the wasteland.
A spiritual force radiating inexplicable coercion rose from the bushes, and several purple thunder dragon disks were made of dragons, dragging a man covered with blue thunder and slowly lifted into the sky.
The man with a ray of thunder in his eyes looked down at the crowds in the north of the city, and said as majestic as the thunder of the heavens: "I still don't want to go, do you want Chen to do it himself?"
(End of this chapter)