Chapter 1908 The Fall of the Dragon King
"Hahaha...hahaha!"
After pulling out one of Zhentian Dragon King's dragon horns, the Demon Emperor laughed wildly.
Immediately, he simply used the dragon horn as a weapon and struck the dragon king's head violently.
The Heaven-Suppressing Dragon King was in pain, and he looked up to the sky and roared: "Ang..."
Immediately afterwards, thunder surged all over his body, and he desperately headed towards the Demon Emperor's location.
"snort!"
The Demon Emperor snorted coldly and grabbed Thunder with his bare hands. Immediately, he turned his palm into a claw and swung it down with one claw!
"laugh!"
There was a sound of flesh and blood being separated.
In the next moment, a large piece of the Dragon King's dragon scales had been torn off by the Demon Emperor with his bare hands, revealing a blur of flesh and blood, which was extremely hideous and terrifying.
"Hahaha! Hahaha!"
But at this moment, the Demon Emperor's laughter became more and more wanton and wild, and even contained a long-lost enjoyment.
At the same time, he kept taking action, one claw after another!
For a moment, dragon scales and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
"hold head high!"
The Heaven-Suppressing Dragon King kept letting out mournful groans. Under the severe pain, he lost control and crashed towards a broken continent.
"boom!"
With the loud noise, the continent was smashed into pieces, but the Demon Emperor became even more excited.
This process of killing the weak gave him great pleasure!
"Old man! You still want to be a five-clawed golden dragon, but today I will turn you into a clawless loach!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon Emperor suddenly turned over and grabbed the Dragon King Zhentian's dragon claw.
"Ah! Ha!"
After a loud shout, he showed a stern look on his face and suddenly exerted force in his palms!
"Snapped!"
With a crisp sound, the Dragon King's claws were broken.
"Hahaha! Hahaha! Old man, how does it feel? Hahaha..."
The Demon Emperor laughed while twirling the broken dragon claw of the Heaven-Suppressing Dragon King.
At this moment, he could have easily killed his opponent.
But he chose to torture this old dragon to death in every possible way!
This is the price for disobeying him!
The Heaven-Suppressing Dragon King had previously forcibly transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon.
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Having exhausted the power of his bloodline and then being tortured like this by the Demon Emperor, he was already on the verge of death. He could not even scream, but could only let out an extremely low wail.
"call……"
"Old man! As the first person to hurt me after I woke up, I am not willing to let you die so easily... I will torture you slowly and let you enjoy the feeling of being skinned and cramped!
"
Just as the Demon Emperor was planning to continue killing the Dragon King Zhentian.
"Woooooooo..."
The flute of evening irises is heard again.
The Demon Emperor frowned, looking a little impatient.
"This emperor is in high spirits, but at this time..."
After thinking for a moment, he looked at the Heaven-Suppressing Dragon King on one side.
"Hmph...you're lucky, old guy!"
After saying that, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and a claw pierced the Tianzhen Dragon King's spine.
Immediately, he jerked violently.
"ah!"
At that moment, the already dying Dragon King suddenly opened his eyes. While screaming, his pupils were filled with bloodshot eyes.
But soon, his vitality quickly faded away and plummeted...
The Demon Emperor had already held a blood-stained spine about a hundred feet long in his palm, raised the corners of his mouth lightly, and kicked the giant dragon beside him into the void.
"..."
In the imperial capital, the generals of the Heavenly Emperor's Palace were fighting to the death with Wuyi Lane.
suddenly.
"Wow!"
Following a burst of noise, blood suddenly rained from the sky.
"This is……"
Just when everyone was surprised, a huge figure descended from the sky.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and it turned out to be a gigantic thing a hundred feet long, setting off bursts of smoke and dust.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, everyone looked up and saw that it was a giant dragon covered in blood. The dragon was extremely injured, with only one horn left, and most of its scales had been peeled off.
claw
It broke, and there was a huge hole on the back, with only flesh and blood in it, but no bones!
This dragon's spine was actually ripped away by life!
"This is……"
Seeing this dragon Zunrong, the faces of all the Ziyoutians in the imperial capital suddenly changed.
At this time, an old man's voice was heard coming from the giant dragon's mouth: "Protect... protect... the emperor..."
At this point, the dragon suddenly exhausted its last breath, its voice suddenly stopped, and its eyelids slowly closed.
"This voice! Could it be the Heaven-Suppressing Dragon King..."
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible...Senior Dragon King is the strongest person in Ziyoutian besides the Emperor. Who can defeat him?"
"If I were not the Dragon King, how could I, Zi Youtian, come to the Dragon Clan?"
"..."
Although everyone tried their best to deny it in their hearts.
But this seriously injured old dragon made their morale plummet!
Even the Heaven-Suppressing Dragon King was defeated, what kind of existence is this coming?
Why hasn't Emperor Ziyou taken action even after it's reached this point?
"Emperor... Why doesn't Emperor take action to suppress the powerful enemy?"
"Emperor! Please take action, Emperor! Suppress the powerful enemy and save our imperial capital..."
"..."
At this moment, in another void,
I saw Holy Lord Huolin's body surging with blood and energy, surrounded by dozens of flames around his body, just like the god of fire descending to earth.
Seeing this scene, Wang Dao's eyes trembled slightly.
At this time, Holy Lord Huolin opened his red lips slightly and said coldly: "You are right! I don't have a single spiritual vein of the fire system. No matter what era I am in, my talent can only be regarded as inferior! But you know, just by virtue of
How did I, with my inferior talent, trample countless geniuses under my feet and become the Fire Lin Holy Lord respected by these thousands of people? That's because, no matter what crises and temptations I encountered, I never thought of betraying the emperor.
! Everything I have today was given by the Emperor, and my life also belongs to the Emperor!"
As he spoke, Holy Lord Huolin pointed his sword together, and countless flames were engulfed in his body.
In an instant.
"boom!"
Dozens of flames soared into the sky,
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However, it was just the residual power that made Wang Daoyi feel hot.
"It is true that my soul is limited and I cannot activate too many flames at once! But if I set myself on fire today and completely liberate the power of my soul, what will you do?"
At this moment, Holy Lord Huolin was using a method of self-immolation to overdraw his soul.
This allows him to break his own limits and mobilize multiple flames at the same time.
But even if you break the limit, the price is extremely terrible.
Although the use of such methods can greatly increase the combat power, at the same time, dozens of flames will burn his body and soul. Such damage is completely irreversible!
Wang Daoyi sighed: "Oh...it's really troublesome!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he activated his body skills and turned into an afterimage, attacking in front of the Holy Lord Huolin with one step.
Blast out with one palm!
"boom!"
The fire intention collided with the palm, and the loud noise shook the sky.
When the two were in a stalemate, Wang Daoyi wanted to repeat his old tricks.
"Shinto Technique! Wind and Thunder Sword Flash!"
Seeing the short blade suddenly appear, Holy Lord Huolin was not afraid at all, just a thought in his mind.
"call!"
Then he saw seven or eight kinds of heavenly fire gathered in front of the short blade.
"boom!"
The sky fire exploded, and the wind and thunder sword flash was broken instantly.
But he didn't wait for Wang Dao to change his tactics.
"call!"
Then dozens of flames attacked him at the same time!
After activating these trump cards, Holy Lord Huolin not only controlled the fire faster, but the power of the flames also increased greatly. For a moment, Wang Daoyi felt great pressure.
When the king's way retreated, Huolin Shengzun also stepped forward.
"call!"
"Shinto Jutsu! Lihuo!"
"Wow!"
I saw a flash of red light, and at the moment when the Taoist technique was activated, Holy Lord Huolin appeared in a ball of flames closest to Wang Daoyi!
At the same time, he blasted out with one palm.
Chapter completed!