Chapter 2011: : mysterious flame

"Hey..."
The dragon scales on the Shanglong Saint are dim, cracked, flesh and blood, dragon blood splashing, and the body is broken in inches!
The Shanglong sages are doing their best, stimulating the dragon's secret law, and there are several kinds of treasures that are not under the Panlong Warrior and the Tianlong hood, but they are still unable to resist the thunder of the thunder.
"Hey..."
Shang Long Sheng vomiting blood, the dragon blood in his mouth is like a torrential rain, under the thunder bombardment, the skin is open, revealing the Sensen keel, terrible.
The half-sacred strong man, at the moment, is like a dying snake.
For Shang Long Sheng, although he saw that Long Yi was killed, he knew that Du Shaoqi had Ling Lei and Shen Lei Ding, but he did not think that this human being had a real counterbalance to his capital.
This self-confidence stems from the pride of the Shanglong Saints on their own dragon blood, and also the embarrassment of their semi-holy level.
Even if he really can't kill this human being, he doesn't believe that this human being can do anything about him.
Only this awkward Shanglong Saint did not think that his anger affected his judgment.
Perhaps let the Shanglong sage calm down, facing the sword of Du Shaoqi, you should understand that his half-sacred level of cultivation is not enough to occupy the advantage.
The dragon is pregnant with the essence of the dragon and the real dragon, and the sorcerer of the dragon is not born, and the master of the great and the most glorious Nirvana, such cultivation is the strength, under his full strength, he can only protect himself.
Can Long was killed, and how the Shanglong Saint can take advantage of it, and he was even asked to kill Du Shaoyu.
However, Shang Long Sheng is not completely stunned by violent anger, he thought that even if it is impossible to kill Du Shaoqi, but also has the power of self-protection.
The Shanglong sage is half-sacred and has been on the level for a long time. In the world, it is a true sanctuary who wants to leave him. It takes a lot of effort.
Under the holy world, if the Shanglong Saint wants to leave, who can keep him!
It’s just that the Shanglong Saint is too unlucky, and Du Shaozhen directly used Zi Lei Xuan Ding, so that he can’t escape at the moment.
Otherwise, even if Du Shaozhen is doing his best at this moment, it is really impossible to leave the Shanglong Saint who wants to leave.
"Hey..."
The dragon dragon of Shenglong shook his head and shook his head, shattering the void, burning his own dragon blood, at his own expense, he chose his own road, but still can not break the shackles of Zilei Xuan Ding, the dragon scales constantly being bombarded Broken, vomiting blood in the mouth of the mouth, Shengwei can not resist the thunder and destroy!
"I can't sleep with me, I can't sleep with me..."
In the battlefield of the sky, the lightning and thunder, in the thunder and thunder, from the violently shaking and cracking cliffs, the laughter of the haze accompanied the magic of the sky, to overturn the abyss.
"Hula..."
Deeply in the bottom of the abyss, there is a sinuous arc fluctuation, with a fiery and incomparable breath, silently spread in the void.
But looking carefully, I realized that the arc fluctuations were actually a very special flame.
The flame is burning, and there is a direct trace of vacuum around the void. It seems to be dull, but only the stronger the person, the more it feels the horror of the mysterious flame.
The mysterious flame does not know when it is filled with a vast expanse of abyss, burning in the air, reflecting the void, showing a vast world above the void.
Ancient earth, broken boulder, huge deep pits, broken valleys, truncated giant peaks, huge bones across the earth...
"Hey..."
In the scene of the emptiness of the sky, there are many swords and swords flying through the void, making the sound of wind and thunder.
"God, that is an ancient battlefield, leaving a lot of treasures!"
Seeing this scene, there are souls exclaiming. They came here and waited for so long in the funeral area of ​​Wanling, in order to find treasures and get the inheritance left by the rumors.
"This ancient battlefield has been sealed, I don't know where it is!" said the beautiful woman led by Mohista.
"Is God Lei Ding born..."
The vision is floating, and such a voice does not know where it came from, it is resounding in the void, and the sound is as melodious as the ancient clock.
"rumble……"
As the melodious sound fell, the cracks in the huge rock wall in the abyss began to have an arc-like flame.
The vast expanse of the abyss has suddenly become awkward, with a red-blue ray of light, like a volcanic lava overflow, covering the entire abyss of abyss, with a mysterious wave, with an ancient The power.
This kind of power is silent, there is no big fluctuation, but there is no sound, and the living beings find that the spirits and the devices on their bodies are hot, as if they are to be melted in the body, and they are like self-ignition. There are terrible temperatures rising silently in the body.
This strange temperature is even more strange than the magical erosion of the soul.
"Be careful!"
Some old people felt this terrible temperature, suddenly suddenly changed their face, loud rivers, reminding the children around them to pay attention.
"Booming!"
In the magical thunder of the magical thunder, the purple-golden thunder in the sky is pouring over the abyss in the abundance, and the purple thunder is smashed in the strange red-blue arc flame, destroying the sinister secrets.
"Hey!"
Du Shaoxuan Yuanshen Red Dragon Horse Monkey's body is fully blocked, erupting thunder and thunder, turning into a huge thunder turtle, Thunder giant tree, etc., but it can't stop all Zijin Xuan Lei from pouring into the abyss.
"boom!"
East from Qingqing shot, bursting dazzling blue-green light, the mysterious atmosphere of the body has been raised to the extreme, continue to fight against Zijin Xuanlei with the body of Du Yuzhen, the of the red dragon, but the effect is not great.
"Oh, I can't sleep with me."
The sound of the haze continued to spread, and the magic gas poured out from the red-blue arc flame. The whole world was constantly shaking in the rumbling, and the earth was shaking.
"kill!"
This scene made Du Shaoyan frown, his look dignified to the extreme, and he did his best to kill the Shanglong Saint as fast as possible.
Under the cliff, the object of suppressing the Emperor Yuanshen seems to be destroyed by Zilei Xuanding, and must stop the magic brake!
"Booming..."
The smashing and ruining purple thunder erupted from the purple thunder and the mysterious thunder. This thunder and lightning energy is like a bright purple-gold fireworks bursting into the air.
"Hey!"
The Shanglong sage once again spit blood, the huge dragon body is dim, bloody, and the skin is fleshy and unbearable.
"Little chop, I won't let you go, you have to pay the price!"