"Ouch~~~~" Dark Dragon roared again, its huge body rushed over, and its huge tail was like a mountain range, passing through the air, smashing the void, and heading towards a Martial Saint-level leader.

"Boom..." The commander screamed on the spot and was thrown away.

"Bang~~~"

The other giant claw of Minglong raised up and swung it out with the power of destroying the heaven and earth, knocking another leader of the Martial Saint Realm away. His bones were broken and blood mist filled the air.

The Ten Great Martial Saints became more and more courageous as they fought. Even though they were seriously injured, they did not retreat even half a step.

"Hahahaha, you ordinary people don't know how strong the strong are. Today, let me try to see how powerful the real Half-Step Emperor Realm is." Minglong laughed loudly, exuding a feeling of dominion over the world.

Power.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Minglong figure disappeared and appeared in front of Zhang Zhiwei the next second. A black dragon claw tore the sky apart and grabbed Zhang Zhiwei.

This was the speed of a peak half-step emperor, and he appeared in front of Zhang Zhiwei in the blink of an eye.

"Boom..." The earth trembled, and the void around Zhang Zhiwei became distorted. Zhang Zhiwei roared: "Tai Chi Diagram, suppress the universe."

"Shua la la..." The Tai Chi figure rotated in the void, blooming with thousands of celestial lights, countless runes flowing, and exuding a terrifying aura.

Zhang Zhiwei, condensed with essence and blood, possesses unpredictable power. In an instant, the entire sky is covered with a thick ancient majesty, and an invisible oppression descends, making it difficult for everyone to breathe, as if they are carrying a huge boulder weighing 10,000 kilograms.

"Kacha~~Kacha~~Kacha..." The Tai Chi diagram above Zhang Zhiwei's head began to collapse. Minglong let out a long roar, raised his body, and slammed into the Tai Chi diagram.

"Boom..." The Tai Chi diagram exploded and turned into starlight and scattered.

"Pfft..." Zhang Zhiwei was severely injured and couldn't help but spurt a mouthful of blood, and he retreated violently.

"Hahaha... How can a mere ant block me?" The Dark Dragon roared to the sky and rushed over again. This time, it was determined to kill Zhang Zhiwei without leaving any room.

The other martial saints rushed forward to resist. Although they were defeated, they were not afraid.

There are still strong people in China who have not emerged, and none of the ten most powerful saints have taken action. However, the Blood Underworld has only sent a half-step emperor. If this is the case, if China has used all its cards, how can it be in a desperate situation?

growing up?

Those who cannot kill me will eventually be defeated by my hands. A strong Martial Saint has a powerful body and contains endless vitality. Even if he is beaten miserably by the Dark Dragon, his life is not worried. In this case, he should be tempered by the Dark Dragon in martial arts.

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The strong will always be strong, and the weak will be eliminated. In martial arts practice, there is never a shortage of people who fight hard.

"Boom, boom, boom..." All the strong men in China resisted bravely, each showing their magical powers and using their miraculous skills. The dark dragon was gradually injured, but became more ferocious, with blood-red eyes, regardless of any cost.

Every time the Minglong kills, the bodies of all the strong men in China will break apart, and wisps of blood will dye the sky red.

However, all the strong men in China sacrificed their lives and fought to the death. Even though Minglong was a strong man at the peak of the half-step Emperor realm, he still could not escape the disaster. His whole body was covered in blood and was already bruised and bruised.

However, Minglong's eyes were still filled with excitement and bloodthirsty desire, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

As the fight continued, Minglong gradually approached a heavenly portal, with endless black light brewing in its mouth. Suddenly, a huge black breath shot straight towards the heavenly portal.

The door suddenly shook violently, emitting a harsh and sharp buzzing sound, and a majestic and vast energy poured out, obliterating the breath.

A huge Vajra-coiled dragon tree emerged between the sky and the earth, releasing bright light. Mysterious lines intertwined to form a huge formation, blocking all the breaths.

Yes, the Vajra-coiled Nagarjuna has no other abilities except that he is tough enough. After being promoted to the Saint of Heaven, he becomes even more extraordinary.

In this delay, Minglong suffered many wounds. The strong martial saints are still chasing after you. Even if they can't kill you, they won't make you feel better.

Seeing this scene, Minglong was furious.

"You humble mortal ants, how dare you play tricks on me, I will crush you to ashes today." The Dark Dragon went crazy, roared, swung its claws, tearing at the sky, the violent power destroyed everything.

"Bang -" The Vajra Coiled Dragon Tree trembled violently, and a crack appeared in the golden barrier. As the dark dragon slashed down with a claw, a crack spread thousands of feet long.

"Death to this emperor." Minglong roared and pressed a claw on the barrier.

"Bang - bang..." The runes on the Vajra Coiled Dragon Tree exploded completely, and the golden light barrier shattered with the sound, and the figure of the dark dragon was also exposed.

"Kill!" Upon seeing this, the powerful Chinese man's eyes were filled with tears and he attacked frantically.

"Roar..." The Dark Dragon roared again and again, and punched out, knocking away more than ten people. The dragon's claws once again streaked across the sky, and several martial saints vomited blood and flew backwards.

Although the aura of the Vajra Coiled Nagarjuna has declined, he still firmly used his body as a wall to block the Heavenly Dao Gate. He looked like he would rather die than surrender. Even though he was severely injured, he still refused to give in.

The dark dragon was immediately furious. How dare you, little ant, stop me? Do you think I don't exist?

The Dark Dragon flashed, and its huge dragon claws slammed towards the Vajra Dragon Tree, intending to completely crush it.

Just when the dragon's claws were about to touch the Vajra Coiled Dragon Tree, endless green light suddenly burst out.

A high-pitched dragon roar sounded between heaven and earth, and the Chinese Qinglong Saint came out!

"Ang——" The dragon roared in the sky, astonishing everyone. A lifelike green dragon rose into the sky, the blue light was dazzling, covering the heaven and earth. In the vague, a primitive and primitive momentum spread out, like an ancient ancestral dragon resurrected.

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The roar of the dragon shocked the heroes, and their hearts trembled. This was the most basic fear coming from the depths of their hearts.

"Ang——" The green dragon roared, its body meandering around, and the roars of the dragons resounded throughout the sky.

The body of the green dragon appeared, and then it strangled the dark dragon together. No need to talk nonsense, just do it!

The Holy Azure Dragon, the most powerful saint in China, has unparalleled combat power and controls the laws of life and death. With one blow, endless death will surround Minglong, causing Minglong's power to continue to weaken.

The Law of Life and Death broke out, and the Chinese Martial Saint suffered no injuries. He once again burst out with a tyrannical momentum, but Minglong's injuries gradually worsened, and more and more wounds appeared on his body.

"Ouch..." Dark Dragon roared, a scarlet cold light flashing in its eyes.

"Hmph! Such an ugly guy dares to call himself a dragon?"

Qinglong snorted coldly, and then rushed out of the underworld with Minglong wrapped around him, and an endless battle broke out in the chaotic void.
Chapter completed!