Chapter 1239: Black skull

诛 Excalibur.
Worried, because until now, Bai Ling didn't know what happened.
They can only sense the situation outside, but cannot communicate to Long Ao.
In other words, they are powerless if Long Ao is in danger.
"Sister, what happened?"
Looking at the worried sister around, why does anyone know that the purple spirit at this moment is also extremely worried.
However, Zi Ling knew very well that her sister was already so, and she couldn't lose her square feet, otherwise, what should her sister do?
"Long Ao is okay. If I guess correctly, the mystery of this dragon is extraordinary."
"Sister, what do you mean?"
Nod.
Ziling is also a little unconvinced, but still nodded and said, "Yes, this mysterious realm of dragon does not belong to the dragon family at all, and the strength of this person is completely above the heavens, and I am afraid that we will not let it go.
Hearing this, Bai Ling was shocked.
The more so, the more worried Bai Ling was.
A long sigh of relief, Zi Ling said: "This person should have fallen. Long Ao didn't know if it was good or bad this time. If he can use this person to comprehend it, he can take off in one fell swoop."
Neither Ziling nor Bailing knew Long Ao's current situation.
Inside the dark space.
In front of the heavenly stone.
Long Ao closed his eyes tightly, Wanlong soared around, flying constantly, enclosing Long Ao tightly inside.
this moment.
There are earth-shaking changes in Long Ao's body. The just absorbed Dragon's blood is constantly merging. This is also the case. Long Ao's defense is soaring at a horrible speed.
Regarding this matter, I believe even Long Ao never thought of it.
Wanlong kept dancing around Longao, and the scene was extremely shocking.
"what!"
At this time, Long Ao shouted in pain.
"The soul is so special that I can't even devour it."
The strange and eerie voice sounded, and then Wanlong disappeared and returned to the Tongtian stone monument, and Wanlong took off and came to life.
"who are you?"
Opening his eyes, Long Ao stared at the stone monument in front of him, especially the dragon on the stone monument.
Until this moment, Long Ao has a deep fear. If it were not for the soul's help, I believe that my own soul has been swallowed up by the mysterious person and is in a state of nowhere.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……."
Crazy laughter came, and then, a pale-haired old man looked fragile, as if a gust of wind could blow the old man down.
But even so, Long Ao didn't relax in the slightest, because he was very clear that the person in front of him had almost devoured his soul, and it was hard to imagine how powerful this person was.
If you do n’t dare, it ’s all deceiving.
"Boy, are you afraid?"
"It's just a ghost."
Hearing the other person's words, the old man was obviously stunned, and it seemed that he hadn't thought that the matter had reached this point. The other party dared to do so, and he did not take him seriously.
"Ha ha ha, what a arrogant boy, let you see today, the strength of the residual soul."
Take three steps back.
Long Ao was very afraid of the old man in front of him, and his soul was almost swallowed up until now.
Residual soul, if it ’s an ordinary remnant, of course Long Ao wo n’t put an eye on it, even if it ’s a remnant of supreme Shinto, but the old man in front, Long Ao has a kind of intuition. Above the realm.
Is the old man the peak of martial arts?
I knew it was impossible, but Long Ao still felt it.
Next second.
The old man suddenly burst out with a terrifying breath, which is the so-called original breath.
Feeling the source of this horror, Long Ao has almost asserted that the old man who has just devoured himself is exactly a martial arts peak power and a super power of heaven level.
Dare not to have the slightest care.
Long Ao's body also released a powerful momentum, which is the sword momentum formed by the source momentum.
The source momentum and the sword momentum collided fiercely. The space around them was not small. They were shocked. The old man was shocked and said, "The source momentum, are you the peak of martial arts?"
Impossible, the old man shook his head fiercely, because he could clearly feel that the other party was just a small virtual god, not to mention the peak of martial arts.
In this case, why the momentum just released by the opponent has the power of origin.
"Don't think that the world is invincible based on the momentum, I can tell you clearly, I want to destroy you, it is easy."
Of course, Long Ao does not have the power of the original, and it is impossible to release the original momentum. The person who has just released the sword is not Long Ao, but Zi Ling.
In terms of Ziling's strength, it may not be the old man's rival, but above the original momentum, Ziling is definitely stronger than the old man, and this is also the case. The residual soul is extremely shocked, and his heart is like an overwhelming sea.
Staring hard, the old man did not continue to shoot, and everything is not afraid of 10,000, just in case. In the old man's view, even if the other party is not the peak of martial arts, it is just an imaginary martial artist, but no one knows what the other party ’s place is, I was too late to regret it.
"Are you afraid?"
Long Ao asked, the old man's residual soul had a bit of embarrassment on his face. Just a moment ago he still had the upper hand. Within a few seconds, the other party had the upper hand.
"I'm sorry, I still have things to do, leave first ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Long Ao knows very well that himself, Zi Ling and Bai Ling, even if Long Fu joins forces, they may not be each other's rivals, and they will stay. Nothing good for you.
But the old man sneered and said with a sneer, "I'll see how you leave my field."
Just now, the old soul's remnant has disappeared without trace. The entire dark space is extremely dark and horrifying. Long Ao stands alone in the dark space, not walking around, but staring at the heavenly stone monument in front of him. .
Wanlong flying, especially the four words of the mysterious realm of the dragon, are weird.
Hey, hey, hey ...
Just a few minutes after the old man disappeared, countless black skulls suddenly appeared around him, and each black skull had a sharp black sword in his hand, exuding a cold razor blade.
"Shinto." Feeling the countless black skulls that suddenly popped around, Long Ao sank, because the countless skeletons around him were all Shinto realms, that is, the countless skeletons around him, like countless Shinto warriors. The speed of the black skull looks very slow, but it is extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, countless skulls around have arrived in front of Long Ao, and the sharp sword in his hand has been cut along with it.