The Legend of the Dragon King

To him, Chifu meant like a drug primer, and the King's Path and Lonely Bet were the ones he studied and really belonged to his unprecedented way of fighting.

This is his way, he finally found his way. But what he is facing at this moment is the dominion of the whole place!

No buzzing!

When the golden dragon gun came with such a hunch, with the expectations of all, with the seeds of life, finally collided with that white seven-finger hand.

Everybody's stuck.

Because what they saw was the seven fingers flipping their hands and holding the golden dragon gun in their hand. It's like grabbing a little snake and playing it over your crotch.

The inner power of the Golden Dragon Gun, like being instantly sealed by it, can't even explode.

Everyone's eyes are clouded, clogged, revealed, and desperate!

“Huh! Die. ”

The cold sound made the surrounding pale appear to be covered with ice cream. The golden dragon gun flashed back and reached Tang Mailin's chest right between the shafts.

If it was not for the purpose of killing him, how could the Holy King, the Lord of the Face, pay such a huge price, even if the body came to part, if it was not for the purpose of killing him, why should it take so much effort to make the abyss so energetic?

As the goal of the Abyss Holy King, Tang Mailin felt the most intuitive. At this moment, he only felt that everything around him seemed to collapse. At this moment, he also seemed to have been completely lined up, as if he had been completely isolated. Only the seed of life still releases the breath of life wildly trying to protect him.

But it all seems futile.

At this moment, he seemed to have fought the whole world, heaven and earth, all of it, completely repressed him.

Everything came so fast, but so slowly in his perception, as if the whole person had become dull.

What kind of power is this?

Even when faced with the Class 12 Fixed Soul Guided Artillery Bomb's destructive storm, Tang Danglin did not feel this way.

The whole space was collapsing, but the Holy King seemed to bear something, and his white, seven-finger hands had completely turned colorful by now.

As the Lord of the Position, a part of the Body descends into another position that has not yet been conquered by it, and naturally bears the madness of resistance from the entire position.

However, the Holy King still did not hesitate to come, with the sole purpose of killing Tang Danglin. Killing this creates a real threat to the future existence of the abyss.

The original plan of the Holy King was to do everything possible to do this, but when he felt the kind of life in the Tang Dynasty Lin, his emotions were extremely exciting. If he could plunder the kind of life on the face of the Doro mainland, it would be much easier to eat the whole of the Doro mainland in the future. The seed of life is at the very core of a position.

The Golden Dragon Gun is in front of him, Tang Danglin can't do anything, he can't even generate fear emotions, because this is simply not what he can do now.

The spectre sighed and suddenly appeared in the abyss passage.

This sigh is very slight, but whether Abyss Saint King, Tang Dynasty Lin, or Zhang Lingyun, who is equally repressed by the breath of Abyss Saint King, and the nine blood gods of the formation, are all heard clearly.

This sigh seemed to revitalize a space that was almost solidified.

A white hand appeared in front of Tang Mailin and grabbed the golden dragon gun, which had flown to his nearest place. It's like picking up a toy.

The palm of the white hand held the dragon gun in the moment, and a fine silver scale with a circular radius was quietly covered.

After a moment of space pause, the golden dragon gun itself was enlarged, seemingly forcibly breaking free of that constraint. It fell into the hands of the fiber jade.

“Who gives you the courage to challenge the face of battle.” The crisp and beautiful sounds echo within the Abyss Passage.

Tang Dynasty Lin already had an extra person around her. She wore white gold armor all over her body, covered with circular scales and a huge pair of dragon wings spread out behind her, reflecting the glow of Tang Dynasty Lin's dragon moon fight.

One of her hands held Tang Mailin's hand and the other held the Golden Dragon gun.

And at the moment of her appearance, the whole bloodshed suddenly changed.

Originally only in a functioning nine-color halo, it suddenly increased more than tenfold, turning into a giant nine-color column. This pole rocks upright and at least rushes 10,000 meters out of height, brimming with halos of numerous colors from further afield.

All nine blood gods felt light-hearted, and it was appalling to discover that the great array of blood gods had fallen out of their control. And the atmosphere of the Great Array itself is rising wildly by a geometric multiplier.

“Who are you? Impossible. This side doesn't control the side. Who are you?” The voice of the Abyss Holy King is low and angry, and it is filled with an incredible kind.

“Don't know just because you're lonely, don't know, doesn't mean it doesn't exist.” The cold woman sounded softly. But there didn't seem to be much joy in her voice, and on the contrary, there was a noticeable sense of indignation in her voice.

The next moment, the nine-color halo fell from the sky, covering her body and Tang Danglin's body. The two bodies were actually in front of the public and merged with each other.

The body swells, and all the force of the position seems to be part of their body at this moment. Even the golden dragon gun wrapped around a silver dragon, rapidly turning colorful, and the breath soared wildly. Nine colored dragon guns blossom with unprecedented dignity.

The entire abyss channel is quickly rendered in nine colors, with previously broken formation textures reappearing.

“Little abyss, glorious too?” Cold women's voices rang again.

At this moment, suspended in the middle of the sky, has been transformed into a nine-colored female goddess of war. The armor completely exceeds the scope of normal armor. The huge nine-colored dragon light shadow is suspended behind her.

Anyone in this room, when they see this colorful dragon, has the feeling of wanting to worship it immediately, as if it were the center of the world.

Nine colors flashed, and the next moment, the figure of the goddess of war was in front of the white seven fingers. The forefinger of the long gun, lightningly punctured, suddenly around the moment she punctured the gun, nine colored light bands appeared and blended into the long gun. At her feet, an extremely generous and complex pattern emerged.

The Abyss Passage trembled violently, and the sky turned completely colorful at this moment. Every element is cheering for the sparrows, as if at this moment the heavenly and earth energy of the entire Douro continent had gathered here.

Seven-finger hands were no longer as easy as they had been before, suddenly shaking their fists and colliding with the nine-colored dragon gun.

The hissing of the stinging ears echoed in the passage with a low burst of vibration.

The seven-finger hand is obviously shaken back, while the nine-colored dragon gun keeps stabbing out, and each gun collides with the seven-finger hand, rendering it more nine-colored and defeated.

Who would have thought there would be such a dramatic scene? Who the hell is that girl in the silver armor? Where the hell did she come from? Why do you feel that the armor on her is at most a three-word level, but is able to shine so brightly in this bloodshed?

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Well, here she comes, yes, after all, here she comes. This is what Silver Dragon King scales do!