Chapter 872: Repression under the world

Chapter 872 repression under the world
"boom!"
The two horrible forces collided together, and the 20-meter knives were almost the same size as Wang Xian’s body.
The powerful forces collided together, and Wang Xian couldn't help but retreat toward the back.
A long scar appeared on the dragon's paw, overflowing with blood.
Wang Xian's face changed slightly, and he took a deep breath. He was super fourth. After all, it was an extraordinary fourth-order. After the middle-aged broke out completely, he was very difficult to deal with.
"Haha, you forced me, today I will marry your leader!"
In the middle age, Wang Xian retreated, and the dragon claws showed scars. His face showed a sly look. He screamed and jumped directly. The long knife in his hand smashed the momentum of Huashan and cut it toward Wang Xian.
The knives connected to it also rushed into the sky and went straight toward Wang Xian.
A 20-meter-long sword, a heavy squat.
Wang Xian's face changes slightly, the position of the body, the khaki energy runs, and a layer of strong defense appears in his own sky.
At the same time, Wang Xian opened his mouth and three dragon spit directly from the mouth.
Dragon Ball went directly to the middle-aged attack.
"boom!"
The knives fell on the earth shield of Wang Xian, the soil shield cracked and the soil splashed.
The long knife power was greatly reduced, but it still fell on Wang Xian.
"boom!"
Wang Xian’s body quickly fell toward the bottom of the sea, and the mouth couldn’t help but spurt the big blood.
"what?"
Everyone around saw this scene, his face was shocked.
"Dragon King is going to be defeated?"
"The middle age is over, the Dragon King may be in danger!"
At this time, the people underneath were violently changing. Just before the Dragon King fought with them, a group of fairy gods and their disciples stood up.
Now I saw that the Dragon King was actually suppressed, and even might be killed. All the people panic, are they going to kneel down again?
The celestial gods, the high gates of the fairy, at this moment, like an ant that can be destroyed by people.
This makes their faces extremely embarrassing.
The battle has come to the peak, watching their battles, all the gods feel very small.
"The knife is so terrible that day, maybe Wang Xian is not their opponent, the Dragon King is going to die!"
A group of people saw the Dragon King spit blood into the ocean, his face changed slightly.
"boom!"
"Haha, well, it’s so happy, no one can hurt me for a long time!"
At this moment, a huge wave of sea was set off, and Wang Xian flew out from the bottom of the sea, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.
"Damn thing, today, I will marry you!"
In the middle age, Wang Xian was seen flying out from the bottom of the sea. His face changed slightly and his face was slightly white.
Continuous control of the knives makes it very expensive.
"Haha, the last move, if you can take it, I will admit defeat!"
Wang Xian laughed and swayed his tail and hovered directly in the sky.
"Humph!"
The middle-aged face is unchanged, and the long knife in his hand will fly the three dragon in front of him, and control the sword to chase Wang Xianyu.
Every knife has a hundred meters of edge.
Every knife looks very heavy.
"The tree world is coming!"
Wang Xian's body exudes a green light, and the light is like a seed, slowly spreading over a range of ten kilometers.
"Boom!"
For a moment, the whole world seems to have undergone great changes.
The tree world descends, and the entire sky is covered directly by trees 100 meters high.
Each tree is 100 meters high and is seven or eight meters thick.
They have long branches.
Wang Xian’s body became a shock and directly became the body of the Qinglong.
"Humph!"
In the middle age, I saw another supernatural power. The brow jumped violently, but it followed the cold.
He found that although the Dragon King had a lot of magical powers, every magical power was not as powerful as he thought.
The supernatural four-level comprehensible magical power can completely destroy it.
"The knives are fierce!"
He screamed, and the long knife in his hand was divided into dozens. The sword was split into dozens at the same time and went to the front.
"Boom!"
For a moment, the newly formed tree world, within a square of a circle, was directly smashed into pieces of wood!
"Hey, there is a virtual table!"
In the middle-aged eyes, a hint of coldness flashed, and the long knife in his hand smashed again.
"Have not started!"
Wang Xianyu was on top of a group of trees, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes: "Psychic!"
Attached to the spirit!
The ancestral tree is capable of serving Changshu.
Make trees spiritual!
When Wang Xian released this magical power, the entire tree world seemed to live.
Like the resurrection of ancient creatures, in an instant, all the trees exude horror.
Wang Xian’s body shape was shocked, and a large number of Qinglong’s gas was filled in a radius of ten kilometers.
For a moment, all the trees are like medicine.
"Hey!"
In the heart of Wang Xian’s heart, countless trees went to the sword and the middle-aged attack.
"Glyphs!"
In the middle-aged eyes, the cold glare flickers, and the long knife in the hand raises the radiant light, and the knives also emit a ray of light.
"cut!"
cut!
The knives cover the kilometer and go to the dense trees below.
However, when the knife came over that day, the countless trees seemed to have eyes and directly escaped the attack of the sword.
Moreover, the dense branches of the branches entangled toward the knives.
"What? How is it possible, how are these trees the same as living?"
Middle-aged eyes, supernatural powers, any magical powers, and released attacks must be controlled by the master.
However, these trees, really like alive, madly attacked him.
And it will also avoid attacks.
How can this be!
"Because of the ancestral tree, this should be my strongest move, and the tree world is coming to add spirit!"
Wang Xian’s eyes showed a smile, and his body shape changed. In the blink of an eye, all the trees within a radius of 10 kilometers followed him.
The overwhelming branches entangled in the middle ages.
In the middle-aged eyes, he screamed and waved his long knife.
But he found that the sky knives in the sky were entangled in countless branches, no matter how much power he used, the knives were not moving.
This made his face extremely embarrassing, with a look of horror in his eyes.
"Do not!"
He looked at the front, and the 20-meter-long dragon carried countless branches and attacked him. His face was very scared and his voice shouted loudly.
"Death!"
Wang Xian’s eyes were cold, and the scales on his body were slightly shocked. A sharp wooden thorn appeared and went toward the middle-aged attack.
"Hey!"
Carrying the power of the entire tree world, Wang Xian and all the trees directly penetrate the middle age.
"what!"
A scream of screams came and rang through the surrounding waters.
Middle-aged body.
When the sound started, everyone around it shook and the surrounding battles stopped.
Repression!
(End of this chapter)