Vol 2 Chapter 637: Who is coming?

Wanlong Xiaoxiao, like worshiping the Dragon King.
The heaven and the earth were flooded with dragon power, and the earth, the wind, the grass and trees, and the spirits rose to the sky, as if they were also contaminated by the dragon gas and transformed into a dragon.
The world lost its voice.
In the sky, the earth, inside and outside the formation, among the mountains, countless people looked up to the sky, they were all dumbfounded.
Even though the Ten Thousand Dragons soaring in the sky before, it was not as shocking as this giant dragon came.
Its eyes are like stars and moons, and its eyes are daylight, and under the shining tens of thousands of miles of dark clouds, there is a bright yellow, like a round of sun falling to the earth, sublimating to the extreme.
The gust of wind that whizzed thousands of miles was the heat from his mouth and nose, and the one that flowed thousands of miles, like a sky dancing wildly, was the insignificant dragon's whisker above the bowed dragon head.
The invisible power is pervasive, cold and solemn, sacred and magnificent.
Its demeanor, majesty, very close to the spirit of the ancient heavenly dragon that surrounds the Ten Thousand Falong Tower!
Abandon the color, the body shape is almost exactly the same!
"Such majesty, glamour, demeanor..."
In the sky, Yuan Duxiu bathed in the dragon's blood, seeing the giant dragon covering the sky, and his heart was full of splendor.
Compared with these thousands of dragon species, they are really far away. Even the few dragon species that crushed the vacuum level could not be compared with them.
Even more terrifying is that this old dragon fits perfectly with the Primordial Heavenly Dragon Soul above the Ten Thousand Falong Tower.
Of course, this is not enough for him to recognize the Ten Thousand Fa Long Tower, but it can explain why this old dragon, the pressure of these dragons, did not provoke the Ten Thousand Fa Long Tower's reaction!
Because Wanfalong Tower had not fully recovered, what was recovered at this time was only the slight breath of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon.
People can kill, and dragons swallow dragons.
But the Primordial Heavenly Dragon is the emperor of the dragon clan, this old dragon and its ancestors will not be sealed by the Ten Thousand Magic Dragon Tower without taking the initiative to offend the Ten Thousand Magic Dragon Tower!
"Guiyi True Dragon! It's really an old dragon with a rank of honor!"
Zhao Zhen, Chu Yunyang, Qu Yun, Miao Meng, Zhu Gong and other vacuum-smashing masters all condensed, their expressions changed, and they recognized the deep dragon power that filled the world.
This is an old dragon with a high ranking!
The realm of Guiyi is called Fenghou because of the realm, everything he has learned, whether it is cultivation technique, supernatural powers, blood qi and even realms.
All into one,
It has already been condensed into a complete system, and every move is shocking the world!
The Fenghou Lingbao that countless monks dreamed of could only be fully recovered in their hands, and even Fengwang Lingbao could show its true majesty!
A powerful bloodline Fenghou-level old dragon, carrying the dragon clan's most treasured ‘Emperor Dragon God Armor’, this is almost unshakable peerless power!
Today, in Dongzhou, only the ‘underlay’ that may exist in the three holy places can resist this old dragon!
despair!
At this moment, even the many cultivators in the sky were breathing stagnant, and their hearts felt as if they were being held down by a boulder, giving birth to endless depression.
The reason why Guanglong Zhizun was named one of the ten great heavenly deities of ancient and modern times is not only because he developed the two steps of "convincing" and "outdoor scenery" to lower the threshold of cultivation.
It is also because the eleven steps in the nine realms he organized, the more you get to the back, the more you can't fight at the next level, and it is not only applicable to the human race, but also to the ten thousand races!
"This dragon has returned to his ancestors..."
Yuan Duxiu was dazzled, and Mu Longcheng's voice sounded in her heart: "If you can bathe in the blood of this dragon, you may have the possibility of recognizing the lord of the Dragon Tower!"
"Bath in dragon blood?"
Yuan Duxiu smiled bitterly in her heart and did not answer, but her eyes fell on the dragon army and the old dragon above the sky, and her heart was shaken.
Although his sacred power of the Four Tribulations of the Ten Thousand Tribulations is small, the particles in his body evolve into real dragons, and his physique is not inferior to any cave power.
But it is absolutely impossible to resist this old dragon, let alone bathing in dragon blood.
"Fenghou Zhenlong, there is no one here, there is only a ray of life when you escape into the Ten Thousand Falong Tower, you have to follow Miao Meng..."
Mou Longcheng is the calmest of all, and there is no ups and downs in his voice.
"Miao Meng will not abandon these disciples to escape alone."
Yuan Duxiu shook her head: "Teacher, you don't understand her."
He knew very well what kind of person Miao Meng was. Although she was a woman, she was extremely strong.
"There are only a few real elites in Wanfalou. These disciples are nothing more than leeks. No one will care. After this disaster has been avoided, they will be able to pull out another batch in less than a thousand years..."
Mu Longcheng's voice was indifferent: "You don't understand people's hearts."
Yuan Duxiu was silent.
For thirty years in the Wanfa Tower, he certainly knew the essence of these sect sacred sites, which is to support the strong to practice with the power of thousands of weak.
No matter the dozens of dynasties under the control of Wanfalou, or the hundreds of thousands of monks and disciples inside and outside the door, they are all just tools for the group of people who sit firmly at the top.
The true essence of Wanfa Tower has never been the majority.
Miao Meng is not that kind of person, but when the time comes, I'm afraid I can't help her...
"Sure enough, there is a Fenghou-level dragon race!"
Where the void was hidden, the black-robed old man's heart was shaken, and his plan to shoot was completely put out.
The Fenghou-level dragon clan is definitely one of the strongest in the same rank. Don't say that he has not broken through that threshold. Even if he has broken through, he may not be his opponent.
"Ao Guang, the future true dragon of the Heavenly Tongtian level...really, has appeared."
Qi Cang's heart fluctuates a little, and this dragon was also famous in his previous life.
The future great world will not only be the great world of the Human Race, but also the great world of the Ten Thousand Races. Even though the Human Race is on the top, except for the one who Yiqi Juechen.
Does not really have the absolute upper hand.
The strong among the ten thousand races came out in large numbers, and this old dragon was one of them, but he was most talked about, but not his strength.
It's his identity...
"Human Race... Wanfa Tower... Zhendong Army... Overlord Imperial Court... Since then, the'Overlord' has won the world fortune, and the heroes of the Human Race have emerged endlessly. , I am so envious..."
The old dragon looked down like the sun and the moon, the divine light filled the world, the sound wave was not high or low, but it made the mountains sway for tens of thousands of miles, and the earth was shaking like a giant drum beaten by the ancient gods.
His indifferent and cold eyes swept across the void world, across Miao Meng, Qu Yun, Zhao Zhen, Chu Yunyang...
"But there is no constant strength in the world, no constant height, prosperous and declining, too much to pass, the world is tens of thousands, how can the human race monopolize 80%?!"
In the end, his eyes fell on the ten thousand dragon boats, with a touch of heartache and sorrow:
"Blood debts must be paid with blood!"
A dragon chant resounded.
He was not talking to anyone, but groaning to himself.
But just this long chant, the sky and the earth are empty, and the earth screams unbearably for hundreds of thousands of miles. The mountain peaks shook and the earth cracked.
The large formations shrouded inside and outside the Wanfalou Mountain Gate trembled for it, and the burst of light of the formation suddenly flourished!
Wanfa Tower has never had a supreme, but there has been a strong king, the formation of the king, even though it has been weakened by years, it is equally strong.
He abruptly resisted this Nine Heavens Dragon Yin, so that he wouldn't let this disciple of the low cultivation level in the Long Yin Town Kill Sect.
But everyone in the sky does not have this good luck.
"what!"
Accompanied by the thousands of screams one after another, the elders of the true biography of Wanfalou in the sky, and the masters sent from many sect holy sites.
Like being killed by thunder, falling like dumplings from the sky!
Just a roar, its prestige is already so!
Huhuhu~~
The hurricane rises from the land and soars into the air, blowing across the east and west for 30,000 miles, swaying endless ripples in the void like a world-destroying storm.
In the sky, the vitality of Miao Meng, Zhu Gong, Qu Yun and others, who had never been shaken by the dragon's Yin, were blown away indefinitely.
His face is extremely solemn.
Looking at that one, while the dragon chants resounded, pressing it flatly, but covering the sky and the sun, like a dragon's claw pressed down like the sky!
This dragon claw is extremely huge, every scale on its claw is like a big lake, and every knuckle is better like a rolling mountain.
Under this pressure, tens of thousands of miles of spiritual energy seemed to be emptied.
Between heaven and earth, there seems to be an absolute vacuum!
Compared with that dragon chant, this dragon claw pressing seemed silent, but everyone who saw this dragon claw couldn't help but trembled.
I only feel the endless darkness surging from my heart, and I want to drown all courage and boldness.
To kill, it is even more important to punish the heart!
"The old loach is cultivating wildly!"
With a low drink, Qu Yun stepped again!
boom!
The enclosed void was smashed to pieces, and the blood in Qu Yun burned.
The surging blood and domineering fist intent boiled over his limbs, torso, muscles and bones, internal organs, and even every subtle place!
As it stepped out, its armor-clad body swelled up, and it seemed only a moment before and after, it seemed to have expanded dozens of times!
When hunting and hunting like a fire cloak, the fist is like purple gold, tearing the void, shattering the spirit, like a fire-fighting moth, attacking the old dragon:
"kill!!!"
"crazy!"
Zhao Zhen's eyes condensed, and when he moved his figure, he would retreat.
While retreating, I didn't forget to remind Chu Yunyang: "San Gongzi, I have no friendship with this Wanfa Building. At this point in my early days, I have all the friendship of the same clan. It's time to go!"
"it is good!"
But Chu Yunyang turned a deaf ear, seeing Qu Yun roaring into the air.
It was also loudly applauded, clenched his teeth, pinched his ten fingers, and raised his fists together, as if two dragons ascended to the sky, and the fierce tiger on his right index finger burst into flames.
Feng Hou Lingbao's breath instantly recovered.
Blessing on this fist mark, accompanied by the boiling blood and turbulent firelight, it also faced the old dragon!
Of course he didn't want to fight this old dragon.
But that Qu Yun was born in Dongzhou and dared to make a move. How could he show his cowardice as he is a descendant of the dignified imperial court and the elder brother of a contemporary empress?
How is it possible to escape without a fight? !
For him, it is almost the same as death. If he escaped at this time and returned to Zhongzhou, his little sister would dare to kill herself alive!
"The friendship between the two, my Wanfalou will surely remember!"
Miao Meng let out a long howl.
She was hunting in red, and the Wanlong Boat was burning and boiling, but she lingered, seemingly reluctant to shoot, and her expression changed.
"Teacher!"
Bamboo Gong uttered a low shout: "Give me the Wanlong Boat, you quickly bring Zhuzheng back into the Wanfalong Tower!"
boom!
But the answer to him was a red sleeve that pierced the sky like a flowing cloud.
Miao Meng shook him for hundreds of miles with one blow, and the guardian of Wanfa Tower, the second elder Chuangong, was also stunned!
"I am the head teacher, how can I take the lead in withdrawing? The three of you quickly transferred the disciples, let me see if this old loach is invincible!"
The bell rang, and the red clothes were like fire.
Miao Meng's blood was burning and his divine power was surging. One stood up and lifted into the sky like a moon, with his arms raised, like a phoenix spreading its wings, with a sound of phoenix screaming in the air:
scold!
Yin-yang reconciliation is a deeper double-rest than the unity of body and soul.
She and Yuan Duxiu's yin and yang are one, and the two are truly candid. Yuan Duxiu has learned from her the mystery of the unspoken world, and she has received the mutated "Sage of the Heart of the Four Tribulations" Work'.
Completed the "Taiyin Wanhuang Fist"!
This phoenix sounded for nine days, the hidden moon was suspended, the laurels stretched, and a silver-white phoenix rose into the sky, waving its wings, bursting out a brilliant blow!
"Miao Meng!"
Yuan Duxiu's heart tightened.
But at this time there were only a few people standing in the sky. The three great elders retreated, Miao Meng, Qu Yun, and Chu Yunyang confronted the old dragon.
He is the only one standing in the air, and the dragon race with thousands of heads staring at him and rushing towards him!
Once again, he felt weak again.
Only a roar, burst of blood and supernatural power, rushed into the group of dragons, a big kill!
Phoo~
Qi Cang let out a suffocating breath. The flames of war most ignite the tyranny of people's hearts, and he can't bear it anymore.
boom! !
Like a meteor falling to the ground, like a and a man in the sky.
The low and high-pitched collision sounds between the masterpieces ~EbookFREE.me~The three people fluttered in the sky, blood scattered thousands of miles, like meteors falling to the ground, shattering the peaks.
Large swaths of smoke and dust rose into the sky like mushroom clouds.
The old dragon groaned indifferently, and the dragon's claws trembled only insignificantly, before pressing down again, as if to crush these tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers together:
"It's just ants."
Rumble!
Suddenly, at this moment, a figure swept across from a distance at a rapid speed, its body as strong as a mountain, and its speed was extremely fast.
This suddenly came across the sky, leaving behind a sonic boom of thousands of miles long.
Earth-shattering.
It also attracted the attention of the old dragon, Qi Cang who was hiding in the void, and Qu Yun who were flying up in the dust.
"who?!"