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The third thousand and thirty-ninth chapter Ziyang big array, calm the universe

Ten thousand masters of the universe.

Don't do other actions too much, as long as they radiate their aura naturally, they will form a general trend naturally.

Such a general trend and pressure, even if it is a natural punishment, can't do anything to them.

The general trend is irreversible.

It seems that at this time, there is such a little meaning.

But, with such a general trend, they were actually blocked by someone?

"Everyone, the trend is reversible.

Our 10,000 cosmic sovereigns have gathered into a general trend, even if it is his four star realms, it is impossible to stop it!!"

As the only cosmic overlord, Ao Xiaofang is naturally the leader.

"Each one!

They battled mysteriously, but they couldn't all be Dragon Emperor, nor could they be Yang Lin.

Our ten thousand cosmic sovereigns, each attacking, will surely break their battlefield!"

Directly, it is impossible.

That being the case, I will give full play to the powerful advantages of myself and others.

'Damn it, but we also have a battlefield, where does it need to be so troublesome?'

In my heart, there were waves of envy.

This four-pointed star realm didn't know what shit luck had taken place, and various battle formations emerged one after another.

The gathering of 10,000 cosmic sovereigns of oneself will naturally form a general trend.

Such a general trend, even if it is the existence of a close immortal, dare not bear it head-on.

Quartet Star Realm?

It must not be able to bear it. As long as a quiz, no supernatural powers are needed, and no roads are useful.

The quality is high, but it is useless if the quantity is large to a certain extent.

However, it never occurred to him that at this moment, he would be blocked by an army of millions.

how is this possible?

"Ao Xiaofang, where do you want to go?"

An anger that can't be suppressed is rising in the heart.

Now that he has given the order to attack each, he, as the strongest, must of course take the blame.

"Dragon Emperor, you can't stop it!"

"Haha!

Can't stop it?

What can't I stop?"

I saw that behind the Dragon Emperor, there were only ten people.

Ten lower star masters.

However, just like this, the ten lower star masters, naturally, condensed into a formation.

An inexplicable force is blessed on Dragon Emperor.

"Pick me up!!"

Dragon Emperor is also a proud person.

He is also a grudge.

Before, you bullied me because of your cultivation base being higher than me?

Now, let's fight again!

"Wanlong Seal!!"

Ao Xiaofang is a cosmic overlord, and similarly, he is a dragon.

The avenue he walked is the real dragon avenue.

In front of him, someone unexpectedly used the Way of Ten Thousand Dragons to shoot?

Ao Xiaofang only felt that this matter was very ridiculous.

"Very good, let you see how my true dragon seal suppressed your so-called Wanlong seal."

In front of your own real dragon, what do you play Wanlong Avenue?

Are you kidding me?

For a time, between the heavens and the earth, the sound of the dragon's roar was mastered.

The dragon shadow appeared in the void quickly.

Ten thousand flood dragons, soaring up and down, soaring clouds and fog, calling the wind and calling rain, turning the river and the sea...

Show full of the ferocious dragon.

However, at this moment, there was a real dragon suddenly leaping out of the sky, as if it were from the Dragon Palace.

For a while, all the dragons seemed to be greatly suppressed.

"Hahahaha...

This is your Wanlong Seal??"

Proud Xiaofang laughed.

Wanlong seal?

joke!

No matter how many dragons there are, they are all weak in front of the real dragon!

Ao Xiaofang's heart is full of confidence.

It's just that he is a little strange, the human race opposite, looking at him, doesn't look like a mentally retarded person!

Why can't it be seen?

Looking at the proud Xiaofang who laughed loudly, Long Di sneered.

"Ten Thousand Dragons Spirit Devouring!!!"

Suddenly, the Flood Dragon, which had just been suppressed by the breath of the real dragon, seemed to be demonized, and came back toward the real dragon.

The real dragon's level is much higher than that of the Jiaolong.

However, there is not much difference in power between the real dragon and the flood dragon.

On the contrary, the number of flood dragons is 10,000 times that of real dragons.

The battle between the real dragon and the flood dragon, the real dragon is suppressed by its breath, and can have an absolute upper hand.

But, to say, can a real dragon be fully crushed?

It is also impossible.

On the contrary, whenever it strangles a dragon, it also has to take a wound.

Jiaolong went forward and succeeded.

Soon, the whole situation was reversed.

what!

I saw that every drop of blood and every piece of flesh of that real dragon is a kind of real dragon rhyme.

Every drop of blood, every piece of meat, attracted the fight of the dragon.

The battle continues.

The real dragons showed great power, beheading the dragons on the spot.

However, the continued battle has also caused the true dragon’s injuries to become more and more serious. On the contrary, the dragons died one by one. However, the dragon swallowed the real dragon’s blood and flesh, integrated into the real dragon’s rhyme, strength, More and more powerful.

In the end, there was only half of the dragon, and the real dragon was no longer good.

Aung Aung Aung...

Although the real dragon is majestic, but it has no power.

Faced with the swallowing of the Flood Dragon, he could no longer do anything.

"Okay, what a Wanlong Spirit Eater!!"

Proud Xiaofang was defeated.

Of course, the most important thing was that he discovered that the battle between himself and this dragon emperor was very similar to the battle between the ten thousand cosmos kingdom masters and the four star realms.

Ten thousand universe sovereigns are extremely powerful.

However, the millions of troops in the Quartet Star Realm are also extremely difficult.

Every ten people are squads, forming a small ten-man battle formation.

Ten ten-man battle formations are also intertwined to form a more complicated one-hundred-man battle formation.

Ten battle formations with a hundred people, fusion with each other, naturally formed a more terrifying battle formation with a thousand people.

Ten thousand battle formations merged into one ten thousand battle formation.

And every ten thousand battle formation, naturally, formed a base.

The army of one million seems to be facing the impact of ten thousand cosmic sovereigns.

However, the entire battle was scattered and not chaotic.

Between each other, mutual connection, mutual integration, you have me, I have you.

No matter how great the attack force is, the battlefield will naturally disperse it.

Of course, the most excessive thing is that they seem to have a very rich resource.

Whenever one of them is injured, immediately, someone will come up with all kinds of magic medicine for healing.

Either treat the injury, or relieve the poison.

Or remove the sword energy, or heal the soul!

All kinds, as if there is no end.

On the contrary, the ten thousand cosmos masters are all one by one, all of them are extremely injured.

It seems that they are not very serious, but adding up bit by bit, naturally, a terrible injury is formed.

For a time, the breath plummeted.

"Okay, what a Ziyang battle formation!!"