Vol 3 Chapter 2067: a fierce battle

When the blood prisoner came out, Murong Yan suddenly fell in the wind.
It can be found that this dragon is extremely terrible, and it is not known how many masters of dragons have been absorbed to achieve this effect.
The most bizarre thing is that the blood corner of the dragon's head is bright and colorful. It's very uncomfortable with the black torso, and it makes people feel uncomfortable at a glance.
"Ha ha ha, they are all holy deities, they are the blood of the five dragons! With the blood and soul of the three of you, my demon dragon is also done, you can leave this ghost place."
The magic cloud sages laughed wildly, and from time to time they harassed a few Murong Yan people, making the three more uncomfortable.
Originally, this blood prisoner dragon was in a hurry and had a headache.
"Blood Demon Dragon? This man is from the blood of the Ten Devils, the Warlord Demon Hall, not a loose repair!" Situ Changfeng won the magic dragon, a flash of light between the eyebrows, this is a bit of trouble.
"A good opportunity, now is the best time to kill this magic cloud!"
Yun Tianhe and the white dragon girl, the two are indeed a bright spot, it is obvious that the bleeding prison dragon is the biggest card of the demon statue.
The strength of the dragon has exceeded a lot of himself, and it will take a lot of trouble to control it.
Whizzing!
The two did not hesitate, decisively shot, went straight to the devil to go to the clouds.
Situ Changfeng frowned slightly, trying to prevent it from ending up, but looking at Xiao Chen: "Xiao Xiong, I see this demon statue, there must be a card. If the cloud brother and the autumn girl are in trouble, Please also ask for your rescue."
Xiao Chen couldn’t help but feel that the two men were obviously greedy and fascinated. There is no danger, no one can blame others, and there is no obligation to take it.
However, since Situ Changfeng said it, Xiao Chen nodded. "I will do my best to ensure my safety."
"Having this sentence is enough."
Situ Changfeng smiled faintly, and when the volley jumped, he saw the wind and the wind. In an instant, just a gentle and succinct style of Situ Changfeng, as if changed personally.
The world is arrogant, the world is proud of the world, and the situation is up, only I am alone!
An angry drink, reaching out to the neck of the blood prison dragon, smashed into the dead.
Longmen secret technique, dragon hand!
The wind in the Situ Changfeng, compared to the blood prison dragon is very small, but when he shot. The momentum of the body is infinitely magnified, although I am small, but this world can be my body.
Take the sky as the meaning, take the cloud as the body, and take the wind as the wing!
Situ Changfeng’s shot is boundless, and when the demon dragon leaps high, one hit is in the middle!
Standing on the back of the dragon, licking the head of the blood dragon, and smashing it to the ground.
Murong Yan three people, quickly retreat, finally had a breather.
Fengshen Silver Wings!
On the back of the Yuntian River, a pair of silver dragon wings suddenly appeared. The dragon wing was fierce, and the silver avenue aperture behind it was immediately enlarged until it was covered with every sky behind it.
A palm shot, thousands of silver palm prints, with the wrath of the wind, toward the devil statues and clouds.
The sword is like a leaf, the leaves are like ice, and the ice is deciduous!
Autumn 琇 琇 face no expression, a sword out, the sky is the sword, frozen into ice, turned into leaves, swaying in the sky.
At the tip of the sword, the cold light is like a star, and it takes the heart of the demon statue.
The two men are as powerful as the rainbow, and they are prepared to solve this magical glory.
"I thought I didn't find you! The Longmen Outer Hall, it really is a group of idiots, hahaha, since you are here, don't leave, big day is like blood!"
In the face of the two-person company, the devil is in the clouds, ready to go, laughter.
The skin of the body suddenly bursts, the face is exposed, and the cracks are all blood.
The body slowly blooded, flew out by drop, and then condensed into a huge blood ball to cover it.
Hey!
The ray is more and more blazing, dazzling and dazzling, and the terrible magical powers are actually accompanied by a familiar atmosphere of Yuntianhe and Qiuying.
The atmosphere of this family, this is dragon blood!
With a bang, the blood ball explodes like a big day, whether it is a thousand palm prints, or a cold sky and a sword, all of which are fried and crushed.
I noticed that the Yuntian River and the Qiuying Firefly were not properly prepared, and they took a step back.
The blood is gone, and the devil statue screams and laughs: "Fighting with me, you are still tender, leaving me all. I want to squeeze out
your blood, your soul, let you enjoy the death Pain, hahaha!"
In the hands of a sneaky wave, in the flag, drilled a small dragon. The pressure is much less than the demon dragon, and it can win in a large number.
Behind the sinister winds, the sound of ghosts and screams, thousands of small dragons flew out, surrounded by Yuntianhe and Qiuyin.
For a time, the two people who were deeply hurt were too late to sigh and fell into a siege. They should not be overwhelmed.
"Damn!"
Yun Tianhe's face is distorted, and his anger is incomparable. The dragon wing behind him is not only a fan, but he is killing a path.
On the other hand, the situation of Qiuying Firefly is not much better.
Situ Changfeng, who is stunned by the demon dragon, won this scene, was shocked, observed for a moment, and quickly shouted: "Autumn girl, Yunxiong, you two quickly joined together. The two joined forces to open the way with swordsmanship, squally wind The enemy will be able to get out."
The Yuntian River and the Qiuying Firefly, each fighting for each other, woke up. This is indeed the case, and they are desperately trying to get closer.
"Take your own, idiot!"
The demon statue is full of anger, and the blood prisoner dragon screams at the moment when Situ Changfeng is distracted, and screams and breaks away from his bondage. Ascending to the top, Situ Changfeng, smashed out.
Roar!
The dragon's horn at the top of the head, Stuart, who tumbling in the air, stabbed in the lightning.
Even the clouds!
Between the electric and the flint, Situ Chang’s wind suddenly appeared like a flower-like cloud, letting it borrow in the air. Between the floating and the swaying, constantly shot, a note of the palm of the hand, the voice is like a thunder, shocks all directions, the blood prison dragon repels.
Dragon Gate mystery, burning the wrath of the sky!
Suddenly there was a roar underneath, but it was a moment of rest, Murong Yan, re- shot.
One hand, the Scorpio burned in an instant, the blazing flame, filled with thousands of miles, like burning the sky.
Snapped!
The flame formed a giant palm. From the day of the scorpion, the blood prisoner dragon was shot on the ground, and Situ Changfeng took the opportunity to land.
"Thank you for your help."
After Situ Changfeng landed, the dark passage was lucky. The danger was just outside, and the outsiders did not know. If it is stabbed by the blood dragon's blood corner, it will immediately fall into a illusion, and the soul will be indifferent. The gods will not save him.
Murong Yan had no expression, and looked at the prison dragon who was burned by the burning giant's palm, and the whole body burned with flames, slightly frowning.
Actually it was only a minor injury. This dragon is not a flesh-and-blood body. Long Yan has limited damage.
"No, you must kill this dragon, Situ, if the four of us activate the flood of blood at the same time. Then with the suppression of the Holy Will, you can instantly kill this blood dragon, and then kill the magic dragon, it is easy. ""
Murong Yan flashed a glimpse in the eyes, Shen Sheng said.
"No, for the present, I still think about how to go. We don't take any advantage. Since this demon statue is dare to come, I must think of how to fight against the flood of blood!"
Situ Changfeng calmly analyzed: "Once you are desperate, you will have no way out. You are now injured in the blood prisoner, and you will save the cloud brother and the autumn girl. Let's leave and say. We are in a disadvantage, not invincible, just against the devil. Zun Yun knows too little, and the next time he is prepared, he will be able to take him easily."
"Humph!"
Murong Yan snorted: "How did the Blue Dragon Temple come out of your greed and fear of death, nothing more than a death, the people of my Red Dragon Temple, why fear, die!"
"Yes, brother!"
boom!
On the three core disciples of the Red Dragon Temple, a terrible Longwei broke out suddenly, and the blood of the overlord from the ancient floods reappeared.
The three of them burst out, like the sun-like red light, the eyes are like paint, a golden light.
"The dragon, bear the anger of the Red Dragon family!"
Murong Yan screamed, his eyebrows bulged, and the terrible will of the Holy Spirit, under the blessing of the wild blood, was like a real thing, and it was suppressed against the dragon.
Three wills of the will, with the world of Longwei, instantly enveloped the blood of the demon dragon, and then fell down.
The fire was overflowing, and the whole circle fell. In addition to thousands of miles away, the yellow sand is like a tsunami, up to a thousand feet, rolling in the word.
In the days of the sky, countless fireballs floated in the air, swaying.
"Brother, the dragon of the blood prison dragon disappeared!"
The core disciples of the two Red Dragons, with a look of joy, felt that there was no such thing as annoying to the devil, and said loudly.
"Well, take advantage of the pursuit, and when the dragons have not disappeared, solve this magic deity and avenge the brothers of our Red Dragon Temple!"
Murong Yan shouted, and took two people, quickly rushing toward the devil.
"Stupid dragon."
The demon statue of Miaoyun’s mouth reveals a hint of sarcasm, and he smashes a magical symbol of dragon blood refining and spurs away.
The land of the demon dragon that was squandered, immediately after the dragon blood was fallen, burned a large piece of blood and turned into a ocean.
Among the oceans, the evil spirits are in groups, like a purgatory.
Roar!
The waves of the sky, the blood of the prison dragon, the blood of the rebirth, not only the injury, but also return to the peak, and a higher level.
"How can it be!"
Murong Yan and two red dragon disciples were shocked. In the golden eyes, there was a trace of despair.
"Hahaha, I said that you can't go today. Three little bugs, give me a knee, die!"
In the laughter of the demon statue, the new demon dragon, with a stronger Longwei, spurted a dirty, corrosive flame at the mouth, and saw that the three people who were in a sluggish state would be swallowed up.
"Sky, please bless my family!"
In the eyes of Situ Chang, the golden light overflowed and instantly activated. There was a wind and clouds on him, his hands in front and his palms on the sky.
The true spirit of the soul is constantly consumed, in the palm of your hand, burning blue brilliance. In the midst of it, the glory of the ancestors, across time and space, heard the call of the younger generation from the distant past, falling in the sky.
Three invisible palms, holding Murong Yan three people, throwing them instantly to the height of tens of thousands of meters, avoiding the burning flame of death, and also away from the battlefield.
"Damn, I have escaped three, but the blood of one person is enough to reach the three of them."
Demon Zunyun looked at the secret technique, and the weak and incomparable Situ Changfeng said that he was at the time of his action.
His face changed slightly, and he felt a murderous murderousness. He turned his head and looked in the direction of Xiao Chen: "Little Xiaolong, I am not going to look for you, you still dare to go to heaven. What about people?"
It was discovered that Xiao Chen, who was still in the induction, suddenly disappeared and could not help but be amazed.
"Dead, the wrath of the sky!"
It turned out that Xiao Chen had turned into lightning, broke into the clouds, descended from the sky, and displayed the wrath of the sky.
The burning giant palm, the five fingers like a knife, in the palm of the hand, filled with endless swordsmanship, a palm fell, completely enveloped the magic of the clouds.
"The Wrath of the Sky! Has been cultivated to the second wrath of the sky!"
The tired Situ Chang has a flash of surprise in the eyes: "Sure enough, I didn't miss you, Xiao Chen brother."