Chapter 1789: Apocalyptic Thunder Dragon

Qin Chen stood proudly in the air like this, holding a sword in each of his left and right hands, and there was lightning lingering around him. It was his thunder bloodline, which finally resisted the attack of the 108 Thunder Dragon.
At this moment, he was covered with blood, but his energy and energy were particularly strong, and he rushed straight into the sky, like a giant driving a mountain, defying hardships, standing proudly.
"blocked!"
Everyone in the Ji family took a deep breath, and when someone saw the sky thunder sword in Qin Chen's hand, they were even more shocked and lost their voice: "The ancient sky thunder sword, isn't this the treasure of the Xuanyuan Empire? How could this kid be here? Hands!"
And when everyone spoke, hum!
The huge thunder dragon at the feet of the lightning giant ‘woke up’. As soon as the dragon head lifted, his mouth opened slightly, a huge thunder light hit Qin Chen’s body guard Zhenyuan, and flew him out.
With scorched skin and smoke coming from his body, Qin Chen was smashed into the ground.
"Qin..." Ji Ruyue lost her voice and looked down nervously. She shook her figure and was about to rush down, but this was, puff, a destructive thunder light fell directly on her body, flying her out.
At the critical moment, the purple spar at the center of Ji Ruyue's eyebrows glowed, blocking the blow for her, otherwise, she would be seriously injured.
"do not come!"
The underground exploded and Qin Chen rushed out, covered in blood, but with a firm expression, shouting to Ji Ruyue.
Then, he looked up and his pupils shrank.
Above his head, a huge thunder dragon, wandering, violent thunder, revolving around it, on its two sharp horns, black thunder is condensing.
Doomsday Thunder Dragon!
"Crazy, really crazy, who can survive such a thunder catastrophe? Is this really just a thunder catastrophe?"
Ji couldn't open his mouth wide, and lost the strength to roar.
"Roar!"
In the last days, the thunder dragon's feet were more than a hundred miles long, and a dragon claw as large as a mountain probed down, tearing the space, grabbing at Qin Chen, the tip of the claw, the lightning flashing, and the electric field of thunder.
Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi!
Qin Chen could feel that the water in his body was evaporating, and his skin was becoming dull. The strong overcurrent made him soft and his strength gradually disappeared.
"Fan Tianyin!"
"Zhen Mo Ding!"
As soon as the soul power moved, Fan Tian Yin and Zhen Mo Ding rose into the sky at the same time.
"Double swordsmanship!"
At the same time, Qin Chen danced two swords with both hands, turning into forty-nine sword shadows, forming an invisible sword dragon shadow, and greeted him.
Cang Dang!
The power of the Thunder Dragon Claw was too great. Fan Tianyin and Zhen Mo Ding were bombarded and flew out, bombed, and smashed into the ancient city below. Suddenly, the ancient city that had not been destroyed for thousands of years was cracked open, and rubble splashed.
The dragon claw fell again, and the phantom of the sword dragon transformed into countless sword shadows, which collapsed at the touch of a touch, turning into countless broken sword lights shattered.
However, this trick also caused the dragon's claw to drop slightly, and the lightning power field had a flaw.
"Broken!" The mysterious rust sword raised, the black sword aura soared into the sky, and finally resisted with the dragon claw, puff, the dragon claw finally appeared wounds and was torn apart, but the terrifying power of the dragon claw still hit Qin Chen's body, because the dragon claws were too big,
Like a mountain, Qin Chen was bombed into the ground once again.
"boom!"
The dragon claw continued to dig down, approaching Qin Chen directly, pressing down with a frantic cover, and plunged into the ground.
This is no longer a thunder and lightning, but a thunder and lightning dragon that has turned into a substance, and the amount of thunder power is condensed into substance, incredibly powerful.
"No, break it for me!"
Qin Chen roared and buzzed, above the mysterious Rust Sword, a dazzling glow broke out, the true essence in his body burned wildly, and the blue thunder light surged, it was the blood of thunder, spreading his whole body in an instant.
At the same time, Qin Chen penetrated a strand of spiritual power into the mysterious Rust Sword.
Hum!
Thunder and lightning roared, and the rusty stains on the mysterious rust sword were torn apart again, and at the same time, an astonishing cold breath permeated from the mysterious rust sword.
Stabbed!
On the mysterious rust sword, the black sword aura skyrocketed and turned into a ten-meter-long black giant sword. Holding the black giant sword in his hand, Qin Chen cut straight up from the bottom to the palm of the dragon claw, cutting everything in half.
boom!
The broken dragon claw exploded, and endless destructive power swept across.
With his body breaking through the ground, Qin Chen took the initiative to kill Thunder Dragon in the end.
The Thunder Dragon's reaction in the last days was constantly fast, and Qin Chen's sword penetrated his body, but compared to its huge body, the lethality brought by this sword was nothing.
But the destructive force vented from the wound made Qin Chen float like a flat boat.
The long tail swept away, and Qin Chen couldn't avoid it. He was taken away thousands of meters away, with blood spurting out of his mouth, and his right arm broke directly. "It's too strong. This last-day Thunder Dragon is stronger than the average late-stage Martial Emperor. Although my cultivation base is close to the initial peak of Tier Nine, I haven't been baptized after the thunder tribulation. I want to survive this tribulation. Hard resistance, although this Thunder Dragon is strong,
But as long as you keep consuming it, there will be a day of collapse, and I only need to persist until the end. "
Qin Chen gritted his teeth, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.
"kill!"
Sword energy is vertical and horizontal, thunder and lightning are raging.
Qin Chen and the apocalyptic Thunder Dragon, which was over a hundred feet long, continued to fight. The entire ancient city was a battlefield for two people, fighting from east to west, from south to north.
This time, it was suffering from the Ji family powerhouse in this ancient city, "Ah!" The screams rang out one after another, and people fell and exploded into blood fog. Under such destructive power, they couldn't bear it and collapsed on the spot. .
Don't talk about them, even Ji Neng could be horrified, and avoiding repeatedly, this also caused many people to be covered by a sea of ​​blood, and they screamed and turned into ashes in an instant, and disappeared.
Even the great elder was accidentally swept by the thunder light lifted by the Thunder Dragon's tail, he vomited blood on the spot, his body almost exploded, and he hurriedly stabilized his figure, his breath was weak.
This shocked the great elders and the evil demon lord, and their eyes became colder.
"This son will kill!"
Everyone's eyes flickered coldly, and they said coldly.
"It must be removed!"
Ji Cannot also said coldly.
"When he gets through this thunder tribulation, the thunder tribulation is over, and the moment when the body is weakest, we will do it together, and will not give him any chance to struggle." The mortal monarch gritted his teeth and cut his teeth.
Outside the ancient city, the location of the three Mokara is another scene.
"There are so many martial emperors, master, be careful, if they are all dead, what a waste."
Mokara had green eyes and looked at the Emperor Wudi who was killed by the thunder robbery, with an anxious look on his face. These are all delicious, how could he fall like this.
It can't wait to rush in and feast on it.
"Old devil, you are still thinking about eating at this time, the master is like this, do you have any brains."
The Skeleton Rudder Master was angry and nervous for Qin Chen. Seeing that Mokara was still worried that the Wu Emperors of the Ji family were dead and could not eat, he was so angry that he wanted to slap him.
Boom boom boom! After a long battle, Qin Chen's true essence, such as the loss of water, barely survived.