Chapter 2383: True Dragon Horn

This is probably a grave in the emperor, but now the emperor's grave has cracked, there is a big crack, filled with the ancient airflow, accompanied by the killing of the light in the sky!

The people around this horrified scene were shocked and trembled. The grave was automatically cracked. It was difficult to create a peerless creature. Now it is ready to break the grave.

Everyone knows that there is ominousness in the tomb. The more people buried in the tomb are the more powerful, there will be some evil things behind the ruins, especially here, the biggest tomb of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the burial is not a mortal!

The people around you are eager to move, and there must be a shocking treasure in the grave of the emperor. Who wouldn’t want to go down and get the treasure inside?

"It is Dao Ling!"

The scalp around the scalp was numb, and a murderer was seen rushing into it. He was full of black hair and dancing. His eyes were full of murderousness and anger. He didn’t know what happened. The emperor’s grave broke and the dry Yao was pressed inside. .

The battle between the Taoist and the Spider Fairy in the past has been known by many powerful people. Even the tribute has been killed, and Yan Tianhua has to retreat, showing his strength.

"Get out!"

Zhou Batian still doesn't know Dao Ling, but now some people dare to break into the emperor's grave, let him instantly anger, the overall breath of arrogance is boundless, like a master hegemon, holding a hand-painted day!

This day's paintings are heavy and unparalleled. This is a sacred soldier. It is boundless and powerful. It is the power of the scorpio, and you can kill a strong enemy!

In particular, the six strong players joined forces to revitalize Fang Tian's paintings, and the hitting offensive, the universe was broken, and the bombing was to Dao Ling.

The Dao Ling felt that the infinite storm had forced him to come. Fang Tian painted horror, and hung in the air, releasing the power to sweep the eight.

"what!"

The masters who want to rush in all of them have been killed. Fang Tian's paintings are too strong, and they are under pressure. They want to kill all the intents who have mixed their intentions into the emperor's grave!

"Roll!"

Dao Ling's eyes are full of sorrows, holding a red-colored stick. This treasure is full of red-colored sacred light, entangled with the fluctuations of the tyrants, and swept the square paintings of the square!

The two great treasures together, the sound of the rumbling sounds, the four sides of the void are cracked, the chaos is hit, the big cracks traverse far.

"Ok?"

Zhou Ba was shocked in the day, his tiger eyes swept to the Dao Ling, holding the square paintings, the overall domineering, and powerful pressure on the stalwart momentum of all sentient beings!

"Don't dare!"

Zhou Batian’s eyes widened, and Fang Tian’s paintings were entwined with endless fierce light. Suddenly, he attacked the Taoist Mausoleum and forced him to enter the emperor’s grave. This tomb is the tomb of the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Zhou Batian is not eager to blame!

The red-colored stick in the hands of Dao Ling suddenly recovered the endless martial arts dense-grain map. This is the martial art dense-grained map of the 18-player awakening, running, and overwhelming, entangled in the power of the righteousness, violently out, so that this piece of heaven must be Blast it!

"Booming!"

Under the stunned eyes, the two great soldiers collided together, and Zhou Batian’s arms were shaking, and Fang Tian’s paintings in his hands were unsteady and would fall!

The red-colored stick that erected down, just thinking about a pillar of the celestial god, swaying to the force of the lord to the hegemony, sweeping the sky and the ground can not be smashed, violently pressured down, the sly Fangtian paintings will collapse!

"who are you!"

Zhou Ba weather swallowed the endless starry sky, his tiger's mouth cracked open, the inner vibration is very big, this person's strong, the same realm is enough to respect!

Zhou Batian is also extremely powerful, and he is more terrible than Yan Tianhua, or else he was already shocked.

At the moment when they both played against each other, a large number of strong people had been rushing to enter the tomb and search for treasures inside.

But at this moment, the emperor's grave that cracked a large crack suddenly burst into flames. The cracked mouth was like the gateway to the abyss of the earth, whistling out a large piece of blood-colored light beam!

Every blood-colored beam is like a tornado that is twisting, and it overflows with black blood, which looks very incomparable.

"what!"

A group of people rushing in, they are melting, turning into a group of blood, and being killed by life!

"Roar!"

Even under the cracks of the big cracks, the smog whistling, the cold light, like the gods of the ancient lost, resurrected, stood up and looked up, making the universe starry and trembling, this emperor's grave is humming!

This scene is scalp and numb, and the black whirlwind of the billowing roars out. It seems like a hang of another hanging Huangquan river, and everything that has been said has been melted, and countless bodies have been smelted into blood!

The most powerful mystery of Jiehuangtian, once the start-up, millions of people participated in it, and there are countless strong people gathered here. Now the horror of the horror is overwhelming, and the sinking sinks down and kills the number. The strong of the Qing.

"What is this ghost thing?"

The people around were scared and were avoiding. I felt that the grave was too fierce and I didn't want to be close.

The face of Dao Ling is dignified. There is ominous in this tomb. He faintly hears the sound of the ancient horns blowing, as if they were gathering the demon of the gods, let them stand up again and fight.

"Look at you, I seem to see a real dragon horn!"

"The ancient rumors, the Great Zhou Dynasty cherished a true dragon horn, once the horn is blowing, the universe will be blasted!"


Is this horn not underneath?


This is a secret story. The people of the Great Zhou Dynasty are the most clear. The true dragon horn has a long history, but it was lost in the ancient times. The rumors followed the emperor to bury it!

"Brother, it seems to be true. Once the true dragon horn is blown, the strong enemy will collapse directly. It is impossible to survive. It is said that this true dragon horn is a true dragon that can fight the great emperor!" The tomb was shocked.

Dao Ling frowned, chaotic ancient wells said: "This great emperor is very interesting, good things are taken out to bury, it seems that this is likely to be an insider!"

"Who are you?" Zhou Batian stared at Dao Ling, and the emperor's grave could not enter for a time. He was not in a hurry. He asked Fang Tian to paint, and asked quietly.

Dao Xiaoling stood up and said: "The big prince, this is my brother, Dao Ling!"

"Well? Your brother....." Zhou Batian's brow picked him up. He knew something about Daolin, but he didn't expect it to be the brother of Lingxian County. This made him very surprised.

When Zhou Batian wanted to ask questions, the emperor’s grave covering the miles suddenly shook, and the tsunami booming sound broke out at a time!

It seems that the endless people are swallowing, they are awakened because this is a horn blew!

In the corner of the cracked emperor's tomb, you can see a real dragon horn that trembles into the universe.

At the moment when it blew, the universe and the universe were all blown up, and the entire emperor's grave would collapse!

Even the real dragon horn spit out the true dragon murderousness of the sky, and the real dragons that are alive and dying are blown out, oh!

"Really true dragon!"

The whole audience was shocked~EbookFREE.me~ After the emperor's grave was killed, their souls were shaking, and they would be blown up under the real dragon!

The stronger the practice, the more it can feel the horror of the real dragon. The Dao Ling is shaking. It seems that the real dragon horn blows around him and can directly collapse him!

"Grab!"

The people around are crazy, this is a priceless treasure, and it is very likely that there will be no second item between heaven and earth!

"Little Golden Dragon!"

Dao Ling’s eyes wide open, and the avenue eyes slammed open.

He saw a small golden dragon, his small claws holding the ancient horn, and he was all red, and he blew the dragon horn!

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