Chapter 582: Who can stop the Dragon King’s fury?

boom!
The two-winged angel condensed by nine cardinals shattered, and the dozens of blood races surrounding them all slew towards them.
At this moment, there was a look of despair in their eyes, and they could only roar and kill these blood races.
However, the cardinal is just equivalent to the pinnacle of the Ninth Stage, how can he stop the attack of these blood races?
Amid the roar, nine cardinals were shot into flight at the same time.
Blood vomited in their mouths.
And around, dozens of blood clan powerhouses rushed towards them one after another, "Bright Birdman, kill you."
"Eating your flesh and blood will tear you apart completely."
Rumble!
For the blood race, the light force is their mortal enemy.
Every year, I don’t know how many people of the blood race die in the hands of the strong of the Bright Church. When they encounter these strong of the Bright Church, how will they let each other go?
"kill."
When the nine cardinals were about to be killed, suddenly, a huge roar sounded in the distance, and the power of a bright and incomparable holy light burst out suddenly.
"Holy Light Slash!"
Accompanied by a magnificent voice, I saw a middle-aged man wearing linen and barefoot walking step by step in the air.
His whole body, the incomparably holy light power is radiant.
His whole person is even stronger than the burst of light from the two-winged angel formed by the previous nine cardinals.
A sword of holy light, condensed in an instant, slashed towards the blood clan.
Amidst the roar, those blood clan powerhouses took out their hands to resist this sword of holy light, while the nine cardinals fled in embarrassment towards the powerhouse of light.
"My Pope!"
The nine cardinals were moved by tears, and they were almost wiped out. Fortunately, their pope came.
"Why are you so embarrassed?"
The middle-aged man glanced at the nine people with a slightly plain expression.
"The strength of these dark creatures is too strong." Among the nine, Weaver looked bitter on his face, "The angel body formed by the strength of our nine is also broken."
"Where is that Oriental?"
The Pope quickly asked while using the sword of holy light to slash at those blood races.
"The blood race is being slaughtered." Weaver came and pointed to the direction of Emperor Xiao Qing.
The pope turned his head to look, his face suddenly changed, "So strong, he is the Dragon King you mentioned as one of the twelve overseas kings? Got the Holy Grail and the Holy Fire?"
"Yes." Weaver responded quickly.
"How can it be so powerful? Forget it, let's talk about this later, first kill these heretical blood races."
The Pope had doubts in his heart, and he didn't understand why these nine people went to the Emperor Xiao Qing to retrieve the Holy Grail, and they even ran to the lair of the blood clan.
However, when faced with the attacks of dozens of blood clan powerhouses, his sword of holy light was not enough to see. He could only put his hands together, burst out with incomparable light, and stepped into the blood clan.
"God said, you filthy dark creatures should be killed."
He raised his hands, and the incomparable bright power exploded, like a bomb that was suppressed to the extreme and then exploded crazily.
"It's the Pope of the Church of Light, who killed him."
At this moment, a group of kinsmen stood in the sky in the direction of the island.
The one headed was the third ancestor who had just awakened.
At the side of the three ancestors, they followed a group of powerful William clan.
These are the powerful creatures in the real blood family.
As for those who are rushing, they are just some small trash fish.
His expression was gloomy, and when he looked at the pope, he showed a fierce look, "Kill him first, then kill the Oriental."
"kill."
Beside him, in an instant, eighteen powerful blood races rushed out, with terrifying power, they directly killed the Pope of Light.
The pope grabbed it, and the power of light condensed into a sacred sword of light. He held the sword in both hands, constantly hacking and killing these blood races.
However, no matter how strong his strength is, when facing these blood races, he is still not enough to look at it. In the blink of an eye, he is surrounded by dozens of blood races, and he is also in trouble.
The nine cardinals also met their enemies. Although life was worry-free for a while, they were also dangerous.
In the distance, Emperor Xiao Qing's sword had no false hair, and every sword cut, a blood clan was cut off. Where he passed, the blood clan that lost his life kept falling from mid-air into the sea of ​​darkness below.
He killed a blood clan in one step, staying for thousands of miles, donating blood without staining, and his body is still infinite.
He came to Kong Shuai and Zhou Wang's side, looked at the two of them, only to find that after the two of them cooperated, even facing the siege of more than a dozen blood clan powerhouses, there was no injury at all.
"Boss Xiao, you are finally here, if you don't come again, I will die."
Zhou Wang breathed a sigh of relief.
In this dark place, the sun and the moon are not light, the stars are not visible, and his Great Zhou Yantian technique also has no leverage from the power of the stars, and the power cannot be emitted.
In this way, he is only equivalent to a master of the Ninth-Rank Generation Power Generation Realm, and he can't stop so many powerful players at all.
"Go to Luoxia and watch."
Emperor Xiao Qing said while slashing the blood clan with a sword.
"But, Boss Xiao..."
Kong Shuai looked depressed, "Our purpose is only to save Luo Xia. Now that Luo Xia has been saved, shouldn't we leave immediately? Why should we stay here to entangle these blood races?"
King Zhou also said, "Yeah, this is the lair of these blood races. There are countless numbers of them. We will suffer too much from staying here to fight with them, so let's hurry up."
"Blood race, to kill human women, should be killed."
Emperor Xiao Qing's voice was cold and full of killing intent.
"If this king didn't find it, then, today, since I found out what these blood races were doing, I will slaughter the William clan before leaving."
"joke."
His words fell, and the eighteen more terrifying blood clan powerhouses who rushed out of the distant islands sneered, "A human warrior dare to say that he wants to slaughter my entire William clan, you are looking for death."
Each of these eighteen blood clan powerhouses is comparable to the human beings in the foundation building period.
At this moment, the eighteen soldiers were divided into two groups, eight came towards Emperor Xiao Qing, and the rest came towards the Pope.
There were eight people who killed Xiao Qingdi. Each of them was powerful, tens of feet tall, and the wings behind them flashed, exploding with terrifying power.
"cut!"
Emperor Xiao Qing slashed out with a single sword, and the sword dragon transformed by Nine-Colored Sword Qi rushed over.
At the same time, he stepped out in the air, and a nine-color dragon appeared at his feet.
Kowloon stepping forward!
A step down, accompanied by the sound of the dragon's chanting, with him as the center, all the creatures within a radius of ten thousand meters all felt their bodies sink, and they felt unstable.
boom!
When the second step fell, dragons roared, and terrifying power also broke out.
The blood races with the weakest cultivation bases can no longer stand firmly in the air, but flutter their wings to fall.
咚咚!
The third step and the fourth step are stepped on one after another, although they are only stepping in the void, they seem to be stepping on flat ground.
In the roar of the Nine-Colored Dragon, the bodies of the blood races with the weakest cultivation base and unable to stand up directly exploded.
"Bold!"
When the eight powerful blood races who had come to kill Xiao Qing emperor saw this scene, they were all furious, and they came to Xiao Qing emperor with strong pressure.
"Before you come over, kill all the blood races within a radius of ten thousand meters."
Emperor Xiao Qing whispered to himself.
His whole body, the nine-color light is extremely strong.
At this moment, his strength has been urged to the extreme.
Inside the body, the emperor seal trembles, and the nine-colored rays of light emerge to stabilize his physical body.
The sword tire excitedly let out a sword howl, and sword auras shot out continuously, blending into his energy.
With each tremor of the sword fetus, the stronger the sword qi erupted from his body, the more terrifying the evil qi.
However, he didn't care about all this, but raised his foot and fell!
Step by step.
When the fifth and sixth steps are on.
Boom!
There were explosions after another.
These blood clan powerhouses, as long as they have not reached the level of the base-building period powerhouses, none of them can resist this terrifying force and explode directly.
Even the blood races who have seen the stage reached the stage of foundation building are also shaky, their expressions changed drastically.
"Oh..."
Emperor Xiao Qing held a sword in one hand and held the other behind his back. The seventh and eighth steps did not stop, and he fell straight down.
The dazzling dragon surrounding him suddenly let out a terrifying roar.
The incomparable power exploded.
Boom boom boom!
Dozens of explosions sounded again, except for the eight later blood clan powerhouses who still rushed towards Emperor Xiao Qing, the rest all fell downward.
At this moment, even those blood races whose cultivation has reached a level comparable to those in the foundation-building period cannot stand firm in the air, and all fall downward.
"Not dead yet?"
Emperor Xiao Qing looked cold, and the ninth step fell suddenly.
"Today, this king will let you see what is the true power of Nine Dragons!"
boom!
Ouch!
In a bang, nine neatly organized nine-color dragons emerged from his body, and roared.
The next moment, just like the incomparably bright fireworks blooming, those blood races that had just fallen but did not explode, at this moment, exploded into a cloud of blood mist at the same time.
Bright, but full of blood.
However, the eight strong blood races who rushed over also changed their expressions greatly, and shouted angrily, "You are looking for death!"
"It is you who are looking for death!"
Emperor Xiao Qing's sword energy rolled around and reached the peak.
He raised his head, a bright sword intent burst out in his eyes.
In a bang, a sword volleyed, in the darkness, directly cut down with an extremely bright electric light.
As if the entire dark place was about to be split apart.
"One sword, Zhan'er!"
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