In the Central Dragon Temple, the battle between Long Wuji vs Xuanyuan Hou was amazing, but it was definitely not the most eye-catching scene in the entire space.

As the number of black hole channels increases, destruction becomes increasingly difficult.

This led to influx of enemies, forcing the twelve dragon souls headed by the Golden Holy Dragon, plus the Dragon Bee Queen, the Ghost Dragon King, the Frost Demon Dragon King, and the Ancient Fan Dragon... all fell into a fight.

Bai Wushang was also targeted.

An Suyi, Feishou, Qingying, Mingzun, and Foti, the five garrisoned dragon masters looked at him, and they were full of murderous intent.

There are injustices and debts. During the entire dispute, He Jiuyang is undoubtedly a key figure, and his importance is second only to the two Holy Dragon Kings.

However, under layers of protection, Bai Wushang was not invaded for the time being.

The death line is really a gamble.

Even the sealed dragon coffins in the ancestral weapon except for the twelve dragon souls were opened.

More than ninety king bodies flocked out.

In this space where the holy dragons are everywhere, their strength is not enough to be considered, and they are as fragile as cutting melons and vegetables.

Moreover, they are not a middle-aged man, they are all half-aged and are nearing depletion.

But they hold the awareness of dying.

If the group siege cannot achieve the effect, start burning life in exchange for combat power at its peak and welcoming the ultimate explosion of moth to flame.

The most powerful person directly treats himself as a flesh-and-blood bomb and stares at the holy dragon at close range to detonate.

It is this kind of lifeless fighting style. The dragon seeds in the Ancestral Dragon Court camp were constantly suffering from losses at the beginning.

"Don't be rampant!"

With a loud scream, a green lizard dragon emerged from the passage, and countless emerald green vines flew out from its back. In a short while, several old king-level dragons were strangled and even bound the mad and evil corpse dragon king in a destructive manner. He pulled it hard, breaking its huge body into two pieces, and its vitality quickly shrank and withered.

"Long Manzi, you are finally in. Hurry up, I will hold this old guy, you go and open the door of sleep and awaken more reinforcements!"

A morning breeze dragon fighting with the golden holy dragon showed a hint of joy in its ferocity.

Among the five most powerful guardians who are awakened on the surface of the Great Saint Dragon Hall are all the kings of the Holy Dragon.

The Tianniu Dragon, the Lava Axe Emperor Dragon, and the Tianbing Crocodile Dragon, these three guys are missing.

Either death or imprisonment, I can't count on it at all.

The only ones that can actually exert great value are the "Morning Wind Dragon" and the "Speed ​​Wood Pool Dragon" that has just broken through the ban and entered the Central Dragon Temple.

"Leave it to me!" The green lizard dragon simply and decisively rushed towards the deepest stone gate.

But the Golden Holy Dragon reacted faster, breaking away from the "die-destroying divine wind" of the Morning Wind Dragon and hitting the fast-growing pond dragon horizontally.

"Old thing..."

The green lizard dragon cursed, and suddenly squirted out of the spring water from behind, condensing into more than a dozen whirlpools, limiting the movement of the golden holy dragon.

However, in the intermission, An Suyi found the right opportunity to avoid the thunder power that splashed everywhere under the protection of the two holy dragons on the left and right, and was the first to arrive in front of the deepest stone gate.

She took out a black and red bell and injected soul power into the way Xuanyuan Hou gave it to activate the array device.

"Do!Do!Do!"

The bell echoed, and it actually overshadowed the thunder all over the sky, and briefly became the only one in the world.

But what made An Suyi's face stiff and extremely ugly was that the same thing that could have previously triggered the Great Saint Dragon Palace to warn could not open the door of sleep.

The grayish-white stone door, up to 400 meters high, is motionless, with hazy fluorescence on the surface, and occasionally ripples like ripples appearing in the pan.

"What a powerful sealing power..."

Xuanyuan Hou on the back of Thunder Punished Tianlong, his pupils shrank slightly, and a thread of thought passed by.

It seems that the Death Line does hold some extraordinary power, which is not very similar to the authority of the God of Death. It is worth digging deep and worthy of careful treatment.

"My friend, I have a general understanding of his movement trajectory and attack mode. Next, I am ready to cooperate with me to implement the suppression plan."

A erratic thought suddenly came into Bai Wushen's spiritual world.

The latter's face does not change, and further gathers attention in the dark.

"boom!!"

In a violent collision, the fighting holy dragon that had eaten six dragon heads fell to the ground, covered in blood.

Xuanyuan Hou was surrounded by endless secret defensive techniques, looking down at it coldly.

"Hey... Kowloons are united and share their lives, and they do have some arrogant capital."

"Then... come and try this trick!"

Long Wuji spit out a broken dragon tooth, wiped away the blood from his cheek, and his tail hit the ground, jumping up again.

Its rushing up was very fast, and its slowly growing dragon claws and the boiling five-colored divine light were obviously using a killing move.

"It's just a trapped beast." Xuanyuan Hou snorted coldly, his brows frowned slightly, and secretly reminded Thunder to punish the Tianlong and the ruined demon dragon, and to never take it lightly. He should use the strongest vigilance to fight against the descendants of the fighting clan.

Resolve it, suppress it, and this is the predetermined result.

But this process not only needs to be fast, but also requires stability.

It was then.

In the flash of lightning, Bai Wushang crushed a gem in his palm and appeared out of thin air on the head of the Battle Holy Dragon.

The power of death's thunder was only a few meters away from him. When he blew his scalp, his long white hair danced upwards.

Xuanyuan Hou's pupils contracted violently and immediately turned into needle-like shape.

With a glance, he saw that the human compatriot who was small and like an ant, had pupils as faint as an abyss.

Inexplicably, the back of the neck felt cold, and a sense of death crisis that had not been seen for a long time emerged.

"This sword is called Dragon Slaying..."

The white-haired man murmured to himself, and at some point his right hand had already grasped the stone sword on his back.

But there are three very simple actions: grip the handle, draw the sword, and swing the sword.

It is connected together, and in Xuanyuan Hou's eyes, it is as slow as a turtle's speed, and there are flaws everywhere in his body.

But with this action, the thunder punishment of the Heavenly Dragon, the ruined demon dragon, and all the holy dragons and dragon kings in the Central Dragon Temple, burst into their chests, and endless fear climbed up their heartstrings, as if they had done something traitorous, and then met the Dragon God, deeply felt how humble and insignificant he was.

"Swish, swish, swish—"

With the attention of the world, Bai Wushang waved five swords in a row, and five dark golden sword auras were more than fifty meters long and fell on the body of Thunder Punishment Tianlong.

I didn't deliberately look for the landing point, and even by chance, the ones I touched were all intact and the hardest dragon scales.

However, the Thunder Punishment Tianlong made a scream that he had never seen before in his life. The longan's eyes were almost glaring, and the thunder power covered with its body sizzled like boiling water, pouring back into its body like crazy.

It was like being strangled, all the divine nature came to an abrupt end, and in the end it couldn't even fly, and fell straight to the ground.

Of course, it didn't work out.
Chapter completed!