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Eight hundred and seventieth chapters Xiaoyan(2/2)

At the critical moment, this was what he thought of.
"Humanity, death"
The giant dragon phantom didn't care what Lin Xiao was thinking. As soon as he thought about it, the terrifying storm rolled directly towards Lin Xiao. The storm was so strong that the entire dragon cemetery trembled. The space was like glass under a typhoon.
Trembling and shaking.
In the battlefield of the ancient tribe, the void was extremely solid, and even the kings of the three levels of life and death could not travel through the void. However, this storm could actually shake the void, which shows how terrifying it is.
Under the storm, Lin Xiao's body was suppressed and unable to move at all.
This blow is ten times and a hundred times more dangerous than the previous soul impact of Lingyang Dragon Gang Fire.
Emergency moment--
"Hahaha."
A hearty sound of laughter suddenly resounded throughout the world, and immediately with a roar, a huge dragon shadow suddenly rose up from Lin Xiao's Canglong arm. The dragon's shadow condensed and turned into an ancient Canglong. He slapped it hard with one claw.
Hitting the dragon's mighty storm above his head.
With a roar, the entire Dragon Power Storm exploded, and a huge ancient blue dragon appeared between heaven and earth.
"Xuan Sheng, your vision is too bad. You can't even tell whether I am dead or not. Moreover, you are still so unreasonable and kill people all the time. No wonder the Dragon Clan has no future in your hands."
The ancient blue dragon stared at the phantom of the giant dragon in front of him and sneered.
Chapter completed!
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