Supreme Uprising

Dragon Teng is dead!

Received the ancient temple Dragon Teng, even fought Xuantian Zhaoxing when he accepted the dignity of many people.

Though he did not defeat Xuantian Zhaoxing, under the protection of the ancient temple, he endured three hard attacks of Xuantian Zhaoxing.

These three attacks did not do any harm to Dragon Teng.

But now, Dragon Teng, who was sheltered by the ancient temple, actually died under Luo Yunyang's bell. Such a scene gives many people here a sense of head and hair.

Xuantian Zhaoxing, Li September, Yinyang Sect and others, all look serious, they use their own minds to sense the aura of Longteng.

In the past, as long as they sensed, Dragon Teng's breath would be quickly sensed, but now, Dragon Teng's breath, has disappeared clean.

“Dragon Teng is really dead, and the fiction he left in virtual space has collapsed.” Someone drank it in shock.

Longteng is dead, the Ancient Shrine is still here!

Watching that light still shines, the huge, high-shining light sphere reveals exciting light in the eyes of many people.

No mistake, it's excitement, because everyone knows the value of this ancient temple to them.

Once you have this ancient temple, you will be able to take over Longteng's place immediately, allowing some heaven to ascend step by step.

But at this moment, in the face of this great temptation, no one dares to rush, let alone rush towards that huge ancient temple.

A Xuantian Zhaoxing Zongmen's heavenly honor, gently preached to Xuantian Zhaoxing, few words, but the meaning of it is to Xuantian Zhaoxing must endure.

Xuantian Zhaoxing did not really like this kind of propaganda, but he gently nodded. After all, Luo Yunyang just shook Longteng's means, it was too powerful, too amazing.

Although the ancient temple Xuan Tian Zhaoxing also has a tremendous heartbeat, the heartbeat also depends on whether or not you have such strength.

Luo Yunyang seemed incredibly calm, but in fact, his heart was already in a dark tide at this time. Although the process of killing Longteng seems incredibly easy, only Luo Yunyang himself knows the perils involved.

That shocking blow caused Luo Yunyang to consume too much mental power. If Luo Yunyang's property regulator didn't dramatically improve his spirit, Luo Yunyang himself, it would be difficult to strike out that shocking blow.

Luo Yunyang can be said to be the clearest about the process of killing Dragon Teng. His god felt the whole process of Dragon Teng's heart breakdown through the bell wave.

In the process, Longteng's heart, like a completely unprotected city, was directly smashed by the clock waves of Luo Yunyang.

At the moment of the fall, Longteng wanted to cry out loud, but unfortunately the already shattered god made him simply incapable of crying out.

“Brother Luo, please!” The stifling silence was finally broken, talking to the Yinyang sect, who looked at the huge Ancient Temple and finally said with a hint of respect to Luo Yunyang.

As soon as the Yinyang Sect's words exited, the people around him were almost completely proactive, giving Luo Yunyang a path.

This is a path to the Ancient Temple, as well as the path to supreme power in the ancient place of divine warfare.

Luo Yunyang nodded to the Yinyang sect and others, and when Ren refused to let him go forward, this was all he deserved, he would not give in, nor could he give in.

Among the ancient temples, those loyal to Longteng's dragon family, by this time have fled. Although they have a great deal of disdain for the Ancient Shrine, they are well aware that in this case they have no choice but to flee.

Not running, waiting for them could be a dead end.

The ancient temple rose, while Longteng's body had fallen on the stone platform of the ancient temple stacked with beautiful jade. Luo Yunyang stepped into the ancient temple and felt the power of the immense light sphere that shined upon the heavens and the earth.

And when he saw the light ball, Luo Yunyang's heart had understood how to do it.

In a moment's time, God had rushed towards the light sphere, so long as he incorporated his own ideas into the light sphere, then no, but this temple, even the light sphere, would fall into his control.

Dragon Teng is dead. The light sphere that dominates the ancient temple has become something of nothing. Therefore, Luo Yunyang's fusion this time appears to be incredibly smooth...

The dragon scale universe, in the palace where the dragon ancestors are, dozens of candles burn in the void. Each of these candles represents the life of the dragon family entering the vast universe of dragon scales and is now halfway extinguished.

But for half of the people who died, and also for the people of the heavenly realm, there is not too much regret in the hearts of the ancestors of the Long family.

For him, the deaths of these people are negligible and of little consequence. As long as there is nothing wrong with Dragon Teng, as long as there is nothing wrong with his plan, even those subordinates who followed Dragon Teng into the original land of divine war will die clean, what is the point?

“I can't see that your son has potential!” In the palace of only the ancestors of the dragon family, a raw and hard voice sounded.

The sound was heard from the inner universe of the Dragon Family Ancestor, who couldn't help but frown.

As for the owner of this voice, the ancestors of the Dragon Family are naturally not strangers, and it can even be said that he is incredibly familiar with this person.

But now, the feeling this person gave him was quite unpleasant, because this person suddenly spoke despite his request.

“Rest assured, no one will find out. This dragon scale universe is your territory after all, isn't it?” The owner of the voice, feeling the dissatisfaction of the Dragon family ancestors, said with a laugh to the Dragon family ancestors.

The eyes of the Longjia Ancestor were cold, but on the surface he smiled: “It's still good to be careful. After all, those three monks are not comparable. If we ruined our arrangement for many years because of one carelessness, I can't afford this responsibility. ”

“Ho ho ho, I'll take care of it!” The voices spoke in a void and gathered a shadow.

This is a standard figure of the Xuanming clan, although it looks a little old, but gives a feeling of tremendous shadow.

“Your son is quite good. This time out, he should be able to become the key cultivator of the Temple. ”

“Ho ho ho, then, the Temple of Hongmeng seems to us unprotected, as long as it can take that...”

Just as the figure of the Xuanlui clan spoke with a smile, a candle was seen, extinguished in the void.

Extinguishing a candle is not a big deal for Dragon's ancestors, but by the time he sees the extinguished candle, his face has become incredibly ugly.

Dragon Teng! The extinguished one belongs to Dragon Teng's natural candle. Dragon Teng can say that he has placed most of his hopes in it. If Dragon Teng goes wrong, then...

“Another one, and this time, who's the bad luck guy?” The old man of the Xuanlui clan, with a hint of tone in his voice.

Though the Dragons were his allies, he really didn't give a damn about the death of the people. But when he looked at the ugly face of the Dragon family ancestors, he had already guessed something: “Is it not your son? How is it possible, from the candles of his life, that he has gained a lot of opportunity, even if it happened, he should not have fallen. ”

"“ It's him, it's really him! ”

As a Yuanzheng power level existed, the ancestors of the Long family had quickly restored calm at this time. He looked at the old body of the Xuanju clan with a hint of coldness in his voice: “I swear, whoever it is, as long as he kills my son, I will make him pay his blood debt. ”

Speaking of this, he looked at the mighty of the Xuanxun clan and said: "This also includes you Xuanxun clan. ”

In an ancient temple, a few young and powerful members of the Xuanju clan sat on a throne carved from black jade stones, some of whom were silent, some of whom were practicing, and some of whom were talking in low voice.

In the middle of these people is a strong man with a light purple scale flashing across his body, his body, more than ordinary, is tall enough not to say, the whole person has a more pounding atmosphere, dissipating the Quartet.

“Dragon Teng is dead!” The purple meditation that kept my eyes closed suddenly opened with a hint of dissatisfaction in my voice.

Sitting on the left side of this purple Xuan Min, it was precisely with Dragon Teng that he met, and gave a piece of Yuan Ancient Heavenly Ring to Dragon Teng's second Xuan Min. He heard that Dragon Teng died and flashed a hint of surprise in his eyes: “How is that possible? How did Longteng die? ”

“He occupies the Ancient Temple. It can be said that most of the people have begun to depend on him. Even if his identity were discovered and he was guarded by the Ancient Temple, he would not have lost his life so simply. ”

“Second Xuan Zhui, listen to you, are you questioning the first Xuan Zhui feeling?” Sitting on the right side of the purple underworld, the voice was filled with a slightly provocative questioning.

When he heard this, the second Xuanlui's face changed, and from his eyes, a slight slaughter was revealed. But on the face of it, he seemed incredibly cynical: “How dare I doubt the feeling of the First Underworld? ”

“But this dragonfly, death is strange. ”

“Well, you don't have to say much. Dead is dead.” That purple scales of tall Xuanzhen coldly said: “A dragon is nothing but a dragon, what is it? ”

“Is there anything we can do here? ”

This phrase is very calm, but in this calm, there is a huge, instinctive feeling of chestnut confidence.

The first one on the right says, “With the first one on the ground, we don't have to worry about anything, sweep, we can sweep across other communities. ”

“Not to mention, the nine major ethnic groups today already have five major ethnic groups, allied with our Xuanju clan! ”

“In the end, the creation of the Land of Divine Warfare belongs to my Xuanxun clan! ”