Everlasting Dragon Emperor

"Divine Son, you are too overbearing. This dragon coffin was opened by us together. The audience has a share. Do you want to monopolize?"

An old man of Emperor Wuzhong Jiuzhong angered.

"Go! No, die!"

Divine Son spoke indifferently, and he was overbearing.

"Oh, God Son, you want to occupy this real dragon alone, but it is not so easy!"

Wang Jian sneered.

The Divine Son glanced at him, but his eyes were cold, but there was no sound.

Everything speaks in terms of strength. Wang Jian's strength cannot be ignored.

Others looked ugly, and they were difficult to fight against the two evil characters Wang Jian and Shen Zi.

"You, the dragon corpse of the Holy Realm, is extremely rare. Since we see it, how can we share a slice of soup? How about we join forces?"

The old man of Emperor Wuzhong said.

"Okay, I agree!"

"I agree!"

Others spoke out loudly.

More than a dozen masters, flashing in shape, gathered together, fighting against the Divine Son, Wang Jian, and the courts.

"A group of black people, not self-restrained!"

The Divine Son spoke indifferently and stepped towards the real dragon's body.

He wanted to put away the dragon body directly, as long as he put away the dragon body, no one could compete with him.

Keng!

The sword sounded, and Wang Jian also moved. How could he let the Divine Son monopolize?

"Do it!"

The other masters also moved. They have a total of thirteen people. Among them, the Emperor Wuzhong’s nine strong players have three people. The others are the Wuhuang Seventh and Eighth Power players. Can't ignore it.

The three parties were rushing towards the real dragon at the same time.

Lu Ming and the others stood beside the hall, watching with cold eyes.

With their strength, they simply couldn't insert their hands, and the people of God Son directly ignored them.

"Go! Go!"

The Divine Son burst into a few bursts, the Holy Light condensed into a Divine Sword, and immediately cut out a dozen knives, respectively to the Wang Jian, and the dozen people.

Keng!

Jianguang exploded, confronting the Divine Sword, a fierce confrontation sounded in the space, and Jianqi and Daoman wantedlessly.

The dozen or so masters also struggled to withstand the swordsmanship cut by the Divine Son.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Divine Son grabbed his big hand and grabbed the real dragon's body. He wanted to put the real dragon's body into the storage ring.

"Come on!"

Wang Jian also grabbed a big hand at the same time and collided with the big hand of Divine Son.

"is ours!"

The dozen people, struggling forward, grabbed the dragon corpses one after another.

Roar!

At this moment, there was a dragon chant, and the earth and earth burst out of the dragon hall, forming a terrible sound wave, rolling out in all directions.

The faces of Divine Son and Wang Jian changed slightly, each chopping out a sword light and sword energy, breaking the sound wave.

A dozen people, except for the existence of the two Emperor Wuzhong, who resisted the sound waves, others were backed off by the shock, and several even spit out blood.

The three Lu Ming also struggled to resist, but they were farther away, and the power of Yinlang was greatly reduced, and they were more easily blocked.

"what happened?"

Everyone at the scene was shocked.

The sound of Longyin came from the dragon coffin. Isn't this real dragon dead?

Roar!

Then, another dragon chant sounded, also from the dragon coffin.

bump!bump!...

Then, inside the dragon coffin, there was a bumping sound. The black real dragon actually stood up, shouted, and glanced around. The huge dragon's eyes revealed a terrible light.

"how is this possible?"

"The real dragon in the Holy Realm is not dead?"

"No, the real dragon of the Holy Realm is dead, this is just the real dragon of the Holy Realm, that immortal brand!"

Many people uttered their voices. The last voice made everyone feel shocked and felt it carefully, and it was found that there was no breath of life on this real dragon, and it really fell for many years.

The reason why the real dragon moves is because of the immortal imprint.

"What's the point of rebelling against the dead? Today is destined to be for me!"

The Son of God spoke indifferently, and the holy light on him became more radiant, and he held it with one hand in a void, and a spear appeared in his hand.

Many people were shocked in their hearts. This is the masterpiece of the god of heaven, the spear of punishment.

"kill!"

The Divine Son shouted, the Spear of Divine Punishment pierced the void, and assassinated the True Dragon's body.

As long as the immortal mark of the real dragon of the Holy Realm is destroyed, the real dragon of the Holy Realm is completely dead.

Roar!

The black true dragon roared and pulled out with a paw.

boom!

The dragon claw collided with the Divine Punishment Spear of the Divine Son, making a violent roar. The body of the Black True Dragon shuddered, and the Divine Son took two steps back.

Sacred Real Dragon, after all, has fallen for many years, and the trace of the residual brand, it is impossible to have the combat power of the lifetime.

On the other side, Jianguang flashed, and Wang Jian also appeared.

The black real dragon, the dragon swinging its tail, blocked Wang Jian's sword light.

Then, the dragon horn glowed, and two black rays of light burst out, slashing towards the Divine Son and Wang Jian.

The spear of God's punishment from the Divine Son shot again and defeated the black light.

On the other side, Wang Jian also defeated the true dragon's black light.

"After falling for many years, I still want to resist, let you completely dissipate today!"

The Divine Son spoke, his brow glowed, and a small tower flew out.

This is a small white jade pagoda. As soon as it flew out, it quickly became larger, and filled with milky white light, the momentum was amazing.

"Holy soldier!"

Someone whispered.

boom!

The Divine Son used the sacred soldiers to control the sacred soldiers with his cultivation practices. The power of the sacred soldiers was amazing. The white jade pagoda was suppressed toward the black true dragon.

Roar!

The black real dragon roared, and the dragon claws slammed into the white jade pagoda, sending a fierce roar.

boom!

The white jade tower shook, but the real dragon's body, also shivered by the booming body, retreated back and forth.

Then, the White Jade Tower bombarded down again. Although the true dragon roared again and again, it was still suppressed.

Roar!

The black real dragon, with a loud roar, actually gave up the Son of God, twisted his body, and rushed towards the hall.

It actually wanted to escape.

"Today, you cannot escape!"

When the Son waved his hand, an inscription rune appeared.

The inscription rune opened, and the dense inscription shone.

Buzz!

A large array emerged, suppressing the void.

"Curious and wonderful inscription rune, can actually ban the void!"

Beside the hall, Lu Ming stared.

This inscription rune of the Divine Son is very wonderful. It can cut off the void and imprison one side of the void. In this way, it is difficult for the black true dragon to escape.

"Son of God, you are so generous that you are willing to take out even the ancient inscription runes such as the god forbidden void!"

Wang Jian spoke.

"Humph!"

Shen Zi snorted, stepped out, appeared over the black true dragon, and the white jade tower had to be suppressed, and completely wiped out the black true dragon's brand.

"Bubble..."

At this time, no one noticed, Lu Ming sent a speech bubble on his shoulder.

Then, a bubble mouth, a small paw waving forward.

Click!Click!

Above the hall, the piece of void confined by the God-inscribed void inscription, shook like a wave of water, and then shattered like glass.

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