Chapter 168 Mixed-Blooded Vermilion Bird

Outside Nanyi City.

"And!" The ancient golden dragon transformed by He Shentong raised its thunder, and its power suddenly increased. It suddenly entangled the Nascent Soul Locust God with its body.

"Demon Locust! Death!" After the ancient golden dragon's mouth came out, a large ball of golden dragon breath condensed in the mouth of its dragon. It contained not only the power of the supernatural power, but also the vows of hundreds of thousands of monks in Nanyi City.

This attack is not the power of one person, but the power of Nanyi and a city, and it is also the power of protecting the country and defending the enemy. It has made great contributions to Jinguo and is favored by the dragon spirit of the country and the country.

The Nascent Soul Locust God had already felt that his death was approaching, his eyes began to turn scarlet, and a crazy aura surged on it, and he was about to make a last try.

However, this Nascent Soul monster who has been plotting against the He family since birth, how can he have a chance to turn the tables?

"Zheng!" The remains of the divine wood stick in He Shentong's eyebrows shook, and a wave of spiritual consciousness pierced into the mind of the Nascent Soul Locust God, stirring up a burst of stirring.

The Nascent Soul Locust God's insect brain is confused, his mind is messed up, and the scarlet color of the insect's eyes begins to fade, revealing a confused look...

How could He Shentong miss this opportunity?

"Puff..." The ancient golden dragon flew into the mouth of the Nascent Soul Locust God.

The Nascent Soul Locust God has a body like a mountain, and begins to expand like dough, and is suppressed by the dragon body surrounding it, and it has drawn out a series of expanded insect bodies.

"Shit and shit..." The Nascent Soul Locust God struggled desperately, but it was useless. The flesh, cartilage, tendons, esophagus, internal organs, etc. in the mouth were all destroyed, and in an instant, it had already taken half of its life.

The dragon breath of the ancient golden dragon avoided the hard insect shell and sprayed it directly into the mouth of the Nascent Soul Locust God, and in an instant, its flesh and internal organs burned and carbonized.

The aura of the Nascent Soul Locust God is getting weaker and weaker, and the sound organs in the mouth are completely damaged, so it cannot even make a wailing sound.

"Sizizi..." The exoskeleton of the Nascent Soul Locust God also began to turn black. This was the golden dragon breath that burned all the flesh and blood, and it had begun to burn the extremely strong insect shell from the inside out. Golden dragon flames began to gush out from the joints of the insect shell...

In the endless aggrievance, this Nascent Soul Locust God ushered in the end of his short life.

"Bang!" A large hole suddenly broke into the center of the eyebrows of the Nascent Soul Locust God's shell, and a pocket locust god drilled out of it. The whole body was wrapped in misty yellow clouds. It was the Nascent Soul of the Locust God...

The Nascent Soul who loses his body will be quite weak, and some magic attacks against the primordial spirit can cause huge damage to it.

But without the burden of the physical body, the Nascent Soul's escape speed is also quite amazing, and it is difficult for monks to capture it. These Nascent Souls can even rely on their invisible and intangible characteristics to quickly pass through the gaps in the void.

"Swish!" As soon as the Locust God Yuanying appeared, how could he not know his dangerous situation? His back wings flapped and disappeared out of thin air, and he had already penetrated into the gap in the void.

"Hmph!" The ancient golden dragon snorted coldly, letting it fall on the locust mountain of corpse.

The remains of the divine wood stick in the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows are activated, and the two pupils of the ancient golden dragon turn into silver white. They are carefully observed where the Locust God's Yuanying disappears.

Sizzling...

One of the dragon claws of the ancient golden dragon began to be dyed with the power of returning to the void and turned silver-white. In the bright silver fine dragon scales, there was an incredible power hidden.

"Still!" The silver-white dragon claw suddenly penetrated forward, directly penetrating the void. When it reappeared, the locust god Yuanying was holding the struggle-struggling in the dragon claws.

This Nascent Soul carries a strong sense of disaster and disaster, and is deeply hated by the dragon energy of the country and the country. As long as it is pinched to death and eliminate the disaster and disaster energy, the corresponding dragon energy of the country will be given to it.

The country's dragon energy is only private, and it does not care about the cause or the process, but only cares about the result, and rewards the heroes who eliminate the disaster and disaster.

"Hahaha..." After years of planning, I finally got what I want today. He Shentong couldn't help laughing out loud. His divine sense transmitted a voice: "Locust God, you were born because of me, and you should end it with me! There is a beginning and an end, and it can be considered as a death."

The two insect eyes of the Locust God Yuanying were full of resentment, and they wanted to bite each other to death. It was controlled by this person throughout its life. As the king of a clan, he could not even have life and death. How could he be free from resentment?

However, it was too late and all the dying struggles were useless.

"Go with peace of mind!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Shentong's silver-white dragon claws suddenly pinched, and the Locust God's Yuanying was crushed. The disaster and disaster energy in it was slowly worn out in the power of returning to the void of the remains of the divine wood stick...

"Boom!" A thunder sounded over Nanyi City, and a slender gap was cracked in the void. From it, a white ocean could be vaguely seen, a giant dragon crawling in it, without reference, and it was unknown its size.

This is a white real dragon with horns like deer, head like cow, eyes like shrimp, mouth like donkey, belly like snake, scale like fish, feet like phoenix, beard like human, ear like image. This white real dragon can spit out mist and clouds as soon as it opens its mouth, and when it moves, the void will twist, as if it wants to fly between the universe...

It is bathed in the ocean of the will of sentient beings, with white dragon scales hidden deep in the divine light, as bright as a mirror, mysterious, ancient, vast, heavy, sacred...

This white real dragon is transformed by the dragon energy of Jinguo's country and the country.

The white true dragon lazily raised his eyes and glanced at He Shentong. There was no trace of emotion in his eyes, only endless majesty like a vast galaxy!

This pressure is unprecedented!

He Shentong's heart tightened and could not move, as if the ant targeted by the giant beast could not raise any thoughts of resistance.

A huge cold sweat flowed down the forehead of the ancient golden dragon...

Fortunately, this white real dragon did not make any extra moves. The real dragon poked out a dragon claw, and scratched it in the direct gap of the scale armor, and scraped it off a layer of dragon scale powder...

The powder turned into a foot-long white thin dragon. When it waved its tail, it flew out of the gap in the void and hung in front of He Shentong.

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Then, the gap in the void in the sky began to heal, and the white real dragon also disappeared.

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In Nanyi City.

The monks were already cheering, the Nascent Soul Locust God died, the disaster and disasters disappeared, and everyone felt a big rock in their hearts disappeared, and their thoughts were a little clear.

Inner city, He Mansion tall buildings.

He Yubo's eyes were red and he laughed: "I've got what I want, and the dragon energy of the country has been obtained."

He Feibao also said sincerely: "It seems that the overall situation has been decided, and it will be no need for Mr. Wu to take action."

"It's best if everything goes well, but..."

He Zhuyu also appeared aside, looking at the dragon energy of the country in the sky...

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Outside Nanyi City.

The ancient golden dragon stretched out its claws and tightly grabbed the white thin dragon in front of it. The dragon's body suddenly shrank and turned into a middle-aged man in golden robe.

Feng Shen is handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, like a humble gentleman. He is seventy-sixth-slightly similar to that immortal Taoist fetus He Feilong.

The head of the He family is He Feilong's biological father.

"The dragon energy of the country has finally been obtained." It was only a matter of time before He Shentong could obtain this dragon energy of the country and be promoted to the state of the Nascent Soul.

His long-cherished wish is about to be achieved. At the Nascent Soul Realm and the remains of the divine wood stick, He can lead the He family to unify the Gu wood world and achieve unprecedented achievements in the He family...

The dragon energy of the country is transformed by the will of sentient beings. It is a kind of magical object. There are few utensils that can be carried and stored. The best way to store is to directly refine and enter the ancestral orifices between the eyebrows.

He was about to make some moves.

Mutational bulge.

"Swish!" A red light flashed in front of He Shentong's eyes. The white thin dragon in his hand had disappeared. Then he disappeared half of his right forearm, and the red blood flowed at the broken mouth...

The pain, a bone-thrusting pain came from the broken arm, reminding him that this was not a dream.

"Ahhhh..., who is it?" He Shentong's eyes were red, and the pain was heartbroken. The pain of his broken arm could not be covered up, and the wounds in his heart were far from being covered.

There is a kind of pain, falling from a peak to a trough, and the sense of gap in it makes people crazy.

No matter who does it, he will never let it go!

"call out!"

A silver light emerged from the eyebrows of the magical power and hid into the void. In an instant, when it reappeared, it was already a thousand feet away, in front of the red light.

"Bang!" A sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded.

"Ouch! It hurts so much." A little chirping little cardinal fell out of the air, her forehead was bald, and she cursed, obviously it hurts.

Just now, the silver light suddenly escaped from the void, and it could not dodge and suffered a great loss.

"Monster! He actually dared to touch my husband's things and was looking for death!" He Shentong finally saw the culprit and killed the remains of the God of God's Staff.

Of course he recognized that this was a big monster in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, but at this time, even if the Heavenly King came, he could not stop.

"It's actually the remains of the Void Holy Magical Weapon! You old boy, your fortune is really good." The little red cursed with one claw, rushed left and right, dodging the silver light attack at an extremely fast speed.

Although the little cardinal flew extremely fast, the wreckage of the divine wood staff could freely enter and exit the void and could not be escaped.

Over time, the little red curly's anger suddenly rose. As a Nascent Soul monster, how could he let Yijijitan chase and fight?

"It's endless, I'm so angry!" The little boy suddenly turned his head in the air, and his speed increased sharply, drawing out a long flame tail, attacking He Shentong, who was controlling magic weapons.

The virtual saint magic weapon has the power to return to the virtual world, and it dares not fight head-on. However, the magical power is just a mere elixir, which is also the flaw. It can be killed with one blow.

The red light came like a comet, with murderous intent everywhere, and it arrived in an instant.

He Shentong shouted in horror: "Senior Wu also asks for help!"

"Swish!" A green sword light suddenly shot out from Nanyi City and hit Hongmang straight.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang in the air and the little cardinal fell out again.

The green sword light took advantage of the victory and immediately slashed out eighteen sword lights, killing the little red curly spots, slashing towards the weak point of the little red curly.

"Huhh..." The little red divine fire suddenly rose from the body of the little red divine bird, turning into a six-meter-long divine bird.

The divine bird was born in the fire, and a loud cry was like a flame elf, with an eagle beak, an eagle's eyes, a snake's neck, swallow's chin, a mighty and powerful body, a red body, a divine fire covered, and will never be extinguished for life.

It is a mixed-blooded Vermilion Bird.
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