What Seeing Lang Shatian, he could even block Long Qingyan's casual attack with difficulty.
The surrounding demon warriors looked at Long Qingyan with even more fear.
They were both in the totem realm, but their combat power was very different.
The tyranny of the Red Flame Dragon Clan is evident.
"It's over, why is such a monster here?
Is this still the power of the totem realm?"
On the human side, Qing Weirui whispered, they were already in the territory of the demon clan, and were watched by all the surrounding demon clan, but now the Red Flame Dragon Clan has such a monster again.
"There's nothing to say, just fight," Dao Wuya whispered, a heavenly sword in his hand as bright as a flower, exuding fierce killing power.
"Kill, fight, the blood and bones of Senior Monument will never fall into the hands of the demon clan."
The breeze surrounding Feng Tianxing turned into a violent wind.
"Yaiju War Palace, undefeated and bloody, there is no need to fear death.
Grandma never thought of going back when she came here."
"The Red Flame Dragon Clan can't hold on any longer, otherwise how could Lang Shatian have just been repulsed by the attack just now?"
Haoyue Tiannu murmured softly, with a hint of contemplation in her eyes.
At this moment, she was holding a scimitar in her hand, her body was filled with light water vapor, and a sound like a tsunami came out.
"Don't worry, if you can't hold on, we'll buy you time to crush the teleportation talisman and return to Yaoshan."
"Yajuan War Palace has never had a tradition of retreating without a fight."
Qing Weirui held a spear in her hand, but it was flowing between a bright green and a dead black.
"When Sister Shengyan is here, there is no need to use you.
You men are not the only ones in Yaoshan."
"Sheng Yan, I haven't seen you for many years.
I never thought you would come to the Monster Clan."
At the top of the sky, Long Qingyan's eyes fell on the human side, and the blazing hot pavement was greeted.
However, this violent blood energy did not cause the skirts of the Holy Face Goddess to dance at all.
"We, the Red Flame Dragon Clan, are bound to win the monument of the human race.
Although some unexpected events happened before that changed our clan's plan, exposed the entire king's small world, and even broke the blood ban, but The result will not change at all.”
The eyes of the holy goddess looked towards the broken void.
It was a small world, to be precise, it was an incomplete small world.
The king's small world belonging to the old man Monument, now it seems that the Dongxu Road was blocked and attacked by surprise, and the old man Monument sank into his own small world.
And this small world is hidden here by the Red Flame Dragon Clan, and they are constantly killing it with the method of sealing, trying to open the small world and take advantage of it.
As time goes by, more and more demon clans gather under Fulong Mountain.
There are dozens of young people alone, not to mention some other warriors of the demon clan, quasi-kings of the human race, and manifested kings of the world. , even the King's World that has not yet been fully formed is a great creation, and no one wants to give up. click At the top of the sky, the void was twisted, and the golden light of the wind-swept clouds penetrated the void.
A big golden bird flapped its feathers, leaving traces in the void.
Puff puff puff As the golden roc flapped, it unleashed boundless violence, directly tearing the demon clan warriors in the surrounding void into blood mist, which scattered across the sky and earth.
retreat Feeling the violent momentum, the surrounding demon warriors retreated crazily one by one.
"Golden Light Dapeng, Jinpeng Monster Clan" When the figures around them saw the golden bird clearly, they suddenly exclaimed.
It's like a gilded roc, only a few feet in size.
Each feather is like a golden divine jade, and when it flaps, it rolls up traces of wind in the void.
This is a naturally ferocious beast in the totem realm "Interesting, I didn't expect that I, Pengcheng, would encounter such an interesting thing when traveling to the Monster Clan.
Humans came to the Monster Clan to steal things, but a bunch of losers didn't dare to do anything.
They allowed the Human Race to stand on the land of the Monster Clan, losers."
On top of the golden roc, stood a young man, with an aura like a rainbow, his whole body seemed to be melting into the storm, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, exuding a fierceness.
"The Big Bird of the Demon Peng Clan" Peng Wanli's eyes fell on Long Qingyan, and his scarlet tongue licked the corner of his mouth.
"My ancestors used dragons as food, and I don't know what it tasted like."
Under the wind, Pengcheng's blond hair was flying, his golden battle clothes rustled fiercely, and his eyes became even sharper, so that none of the surrounding warriors dared to raise their eyes.
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"Ha ha" Seeing the demon warriors around him dodge one by one, Pengcheng, who was standing on the roc, looked up to the sky and laughed.
At this moment, the King's World, melting into the depths of the void, is falling further and further downwards.
The mottled world walls are like the dilapidated stone walls in the wilderness, covered with large cracks and the soil is dry and cracked.
"What a waste, the quasi-king who let the human race open the ban" "The Blood of the Great Sun Dragon of the Red Flame Dragon Clan was also killed by that human race, and will become the second Dragon Qingyan.
Who is Long Qingyan?"
"I can't stand the Scarlet Flame Dragon Clan.
So many warriors hunted down a young human race, but they all came back defeated, and they even had people dig out the secrets that had been buried for three hundred years.
They are such a good dragon clan.
No wonder he was the one back then.
The blood food of my ancestors” On top of the golden roc, Pengcheng smiled, not caring about the surrounding Crimson Flame Dragon Clan warriors whose eyes were filled with anger.
The spiritual consciousness of the four warriors converged, but they did not dare to speak out loudly about the matter.
However, after he understood it, they loudly shouted to the surroundings.
"Asshole, I'll make you a turkey" Finally, Long Qingyan's eyes were full of anger and turned into a roar of a fire dragon.
"Okay, my name is Di Pengcheng.
Let me see how you roast me into a turkey."
Facing Long Qingyan's roar, the young warrior on top of the golden roc shouted softly and looked at him with the corners of his mouth cracked.
What
In an instant, as Di Pengcheng's words fell, everyone's eyes were fixed on the golden young warrior, and they all took a breath.
Even if she is a saint-faced goddess, her face is covered by gauze, and a murderous intent flashes in her watery eyes.
"With the blood of the Great Emperor, kill him if you have the chance."
Without the warmth of the past, her words echoed in the spiritual world of the other warriors from the Yajue Palace behind her.
This was a spiritual transmission.
Under this world, everyone who has anything to do with the emperor has unimaginable stature.
Di Pengcheng Taking the title of Emperor means that he belongs to the bloodline of the Great Emperor, and it is a direct bloodline.
Among all the tribes in the wilderness, if a tribe gives birth to a powerful Emperor, then this tribe can be crowned with the title of God.
This is the glory that belongs to the Great Emperor.
The blood descendants of the great emperor can also pass down the emperor's title, which represents the direct lineage of the emperor's blood.
No wonder a direct pure-blood emperor dares to ignore the Red Flame Dragon Clan in his eyes, even if it is the entire branch of the Red Flame Dragon Clan on this land.
Long Qingyan, who had previously looked at the sky, stopped his anger at this moment.
The emperor's power is irreversible, even if he is a genius of the Red Flame Dragon Clan, he can't do it.
Otherwise, if the emperor is angry, the entire branch of the Red Flame Dragon Clan on this land will be completely destroyed.
No wonder he dares to cross the demon world with the totem realm and is so unscrupulous.
Even if he is several generations or even ten generations away from the emperor's bloodline, as long as the emperor's power is there, the king will not dare to weaken his edge.
"waste" Seeing the silence of the warriors around him, Di Pengcheng laughed with a voice like thunder.
"I've taken away this small human world, everyone, get out." s is the third update today.
I’m so stuck.
I’ve finished laying the groundwork.
I originally wanted to write down this climax, but I didn’t expect that in the three hours before doing computer work in the afternoon, I could only code out less than a thousand words.
I couldn’t write what I wanted.
That kind of feeling makes my head feel confused and dizzy.
I was thinking about it tonight, thinking about how to write: