Eight hundred and twenty-eight great catastrophe (explosive monthly ticket)
Emperor Dragon has no intention of killing them all. The adult Emperor Dragon is no longer a True Essence Beast. It is a top-level dragon cultivator.
Wang Meng will not give up voluntarily. The difference in strength is obvious, but this is a big battlefield and it will make its own decision.
The body shape is certain, if the big man takes action and flinches, there is no such thing!
The Xiongba Qiankun stick became huge, and Qingtian pressed it down with one stick.
There was a smile on Dilong's handsome face, but there was a little sigh.
What's the point of dying struggle? It's just the stubbornness of the weak.
With a slight flick of his right hand, there was a muffled sound, and the Xiongba Qiankun Staff suddenly fell backward, causing the big man to stagger back.
No match at all!
What the big man was facing was no longer the True Essence Beast, but the Dragon Cultivator. The Dragon Cultivator was something no monk wanted to provoke. He had the strongest body and mind, and at the same time, he had acquired a form that could be used at will.
This is the pinnacle existence of any plane.
Just like the Dragon King of Xiaoqian Realm.
With a flick of his right hand, the big man's abdomen suddenly suffered a heavy blow and was completely dented.
Once again, the arm flipped over and the Xiongba Qiankun Stick could no longer be grasped.
Snap...
The stick fell to the ground. This was the first time since I had the Xiongba Qiankun Stick.
To a big man, it is as precious as life.
Bang bang bang...
Two more blows hit the big man's knees, shattering them into pieces, and his body collapsed suddenly.
Facing Dilong, there is an absolute disparity in strength, and struggling to the death is nothing but self-humiliation.
Zhan Yingluo and Ji Jin'er looked at Wang Meng with pale faces, but Wang Meng and Ma Tian'er were as calm as water.
The big one stretched out his hand to grab the stick, but the Xiongba Qiankun Stick was not far from his hand, but it was so far away that he couldn't catch it.
Di Long sighed, this monkey is quite interesting, but unfortunately, low-level things are low-level. I thought I got it, but in fact it is just a castle in the air, and it will eventually disappear.
It's hard to believe that it has reached this level and is worthy of him taking action.
In this critical moment of stagnation, everyone was intimidated by the power of the emperor dragon.
"Old horse, old horse, don't fight, let the big guy admit defeat."
Ji Jin'er didn't dare to go to Wang Meng. She could only go to Lao Ma, who was nominally the team leader.
But everyone knows that people in the church can only die standing up and not live lying down.
No matter who faces such a situation, they will never admit defeat.
Lao Ma looked at the pitiful Ji Jin'er and shook his head helplessly. Damn, this damn pretty boy is really cruel.
It’s just that compared to all of this, he hates people who are more pretentious than him!
"It seems like I can't do it without showing my skills!" Lao Ma said in an arrogant tone.
Ji Jin'er was stunned for a moment, showing her surprise. Oh, why did you forget that, as the master of the Fifth Primary School, Lao Ma must be extraordinary. He must be hiding something deep with such a loud tone!
The old horse began to approach the fighting arena, and the monks around him were also looking at the old horse. In fact, everyone was very suspicious of the old horse's origin. After all, there is no other horse that can talk. It is absolutely unprecedented for a horse to be able to talk and be so arrogant.
Horse, there will be no horse after you.
The most important thing is that since Wang Meng values it so highly, it must have always been extraordinary.
Forced into this situation, is there any way to reverse it?
Or is it the true beast at the bottom of the temple's box?
Almost within a few seconds, the monks all had a shuddering feeling.
If... taking into account all the signs, this old horse is so special, could it be that he is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger???
The old horse looked at Dilong, and Dilong also looked at this strange horse. Magical power?
His whole body smelled like a low-level creature, and his real energy was very weak. He was essentially a short-haired horse.
Facing Di Long's gaze and pressure, Lao Ma raised his hoof proudly, "Tonight, I'm going to use the dragon whip to put him in the pot!"
The entire audience was stunned. Both humans and real beasts were stunned by Lao Ma's bold and vulgar declaration.
Dragon whip... This dragon whip, it really dares to think!
To be so vulgar and arrogant on such an occasion, there really is no one else in the world except Lao Ma.
Dilong's expression suddenly condensed. Dilong was not afraid of powerful opponents, but for such a vulgar insult, there was only one option for the dragon to kill!
As soon as Lao Ma opened his mouth, everyone felt that something was wrong. Di Long flicked his hand, and Lao Ma raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground without any resistance.
Suddenly there was silence again,... Damn, are you kidding me?
He is really a horse that only knows how to show off!
The four little boys in the church went crazy and pounced on the old horse. Although the old horse scolded them every day and sometimes refused to give them food, it was because of the old horse's training that they became what they are today.
The old horses not only tapped into their potential, but also opened up their intelligence.
Ji Jin'er was dumbfounded. When Lao Ma died, she realized that she had regarded Lao Ma as a friend, and it was her ignorance that led to Lao Ma's death.
It is just a talkative old horse who could have spent his old age peacefully. The world here does not belong to him.
Dilong was also speechless. In fact, such fragments were not worthy of death in his hands.
"The other four come together."
Di Long said calmly, these four are actually far behind the monkeys. This is also the final agreement with the Liang family. After defeating the Holy Temple, he will be free.
"Our...battle...is not...over."
Intermittent sounds came from the ground.
People were looking for the target and were surprised to find it was the golden-horned ape on the ground.
Damn it, the golden-horned ape also spoke, although what he said was not very standard.
But...what happened to the True Essence Beasts these days?
The only thing in the Golden Horned Ape's eyes is the fallen old horse. Although the four little guys are lively, it is impossible to consider it after all. It can learn a lot from Wang Meng. Wang Meng is its god, but the old horse is its real
mentor.
During that period when the other four kids were making rapid progress, the big guy's inferiority welled up from the bottom of his heart. He was the weakest and most useless. At that time, it was Lao Ma who gave him the confidence, even though the method was very special.
But for a lonely golden-horned ape, he is the real master.
And because of its incompetence and ignorance, all this happened.
Ouch~~~~~
A shrill wail and a chilling aura gathered in the whole place, followed by this aura that became riotous, and the five elements of heaven and earth had a chaotic aura.
The big man opened his mouth, his fangs turned into red, and his eyes turned into blood red.
boom……
The fighting spirit is like a tornado soaring into the sky. This true energy does not come from heaven and earth, but comes from the soul of the golden horned ape.
The Xiongba Qiankun Stick returned to the big man's hand, and in an instant, countless lightning bolts shot out of the sky.
A lightning array formed around the big man.
It wants revenge!
The beard and hair stand upright, like steel needles.
If people stand in the way, they will kill; if God stands in the way, they will kill the gods!
Rumble... As the fighting spirit soared into the sky, thunderclouds formed one after another.
The thunderstorm is coming.
And it’s...a great catastrophe!
Wang Meng and Ma Tian'er both looked at the Heavenly Tribulation quietly. This was the scale of the Zhongqian Realm.
Although the rebellious spirit in the big man was not as strong as Wang Meng's, it was still enough to cause a catastrophe.
Emperor Long's pupils shrank, but he was Emperor Dragon, and the dragon's pride did not allow him to do anything.
Although he knew that after this catastrophe, a terrible monster might be born.
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
Thunder tribulations struck the big man one after another, intending to turn him into ashes.
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