Chapter 382: He Can't Die Soon, the body of a terrain dragon appeared, a stone dragon made entirely of rock The body is huge and domineering.
After "Huhuhu" had a body, the terrain dragon headed towards Su Ling, and the tail behind him was overwhelmingly whipped at Su Ling's location from top to bottom.
That whip seemed to be a whip, but the power was too exaggerated, it was as if a heavenly killing sword fell from the sky and came towards Su Ling.
The extremely terrifying aura, with the coercion of the dragon clan, locked on Su Ling, as if he wanted to oppress Su Ling and couldn't move That coercion was really exaggerated, it was obviously oppressive to Su Ling, but the other martial cultivators who were still a distance away from Su Ling didn't dare to move one by one, they were really pressed to the ground completely, and even their breathing was stagnant.
"Su Ling, I don't believe that you won't die," Nan Tianfeng hoarsely voiced and roared resentfully.
Although, even if you spit out a mouthful of essence blood, with your father's means, there may be a way to replenish it.
However, this time, after all, it was a serious injury, from his birth to the present, today is the most miserable, and Su Ling, the initiator, must pay the price of blood.
"Hmph" Seeing that the tail of the terrain dragon and Su Ling were about to touch together, suddenly, Su Ling raised his head, snorted, and said that it was too late, that time was fast, and his hands grabbed the tail of the terrain dragon at once.
Right I just caught it alive "True Dragon, I won't take it seriously, let alone a terrain dragon that contains a little bit of dragon essence blood" Su Ling said disdainfully, and then, he shouted violently: "Give it to me" In the midst of the big drink, Su Ling's arms were forced, and the Xuan Qi rolled, like a hundred thousand wild horses crashing, and a million catties of huge force suddenly acted.
"Boom Boom Boom" The body of the terrain dragon was lifted by Su Ling "Roar Roar Roar" The terrain dragon was frightened, angry, and ashamed, struggling, struggling with all his strength, trying to get rid of Su Ling's hands.
However, no matter how it struggles, it is all useless, Su Ling's hands are simply tireless, they simply have endless strength, they are simply the pincers that bind the world, and they really can't break free.
"Do you like whipping a lot, then let you have a good whip" In the next second, Su Ling shouted, his eyes were stunned, domineering, and his hands were used again, he actually used the huge body of the terrain dragon as a whip, the tail of the terrain dragon he grabbed was the handle of the whip, and the head and front half of the body of the terrain dragon became the front part of the whip. rumble rumble rumble The earth-shattering sound rose one after another, and the huge body of the terrain dragon collided with the ground of the canyon one after another.
Once it collides, it is the roar of the canyon, like an earthquake, and if it collides again, the ground shakes and the air explodes That's mighty Endlessly shocking.
Nan Tianfeng had already knelt down in fright and trembling, and there was no trace of blood on his face, only endless horror remained.
The terrain and dragon capital are not Su Ling's enemies What kind of indigenous Su Ling is?
amusing It's God god Only the gods have such might "Boom Boom" No matter what Nan Tianfeng was thinking, Su Ling was angry, domineering and wanton, still ferociously twitching the whip of the terrain dragon, one after another, without intervals, as if his strength was inexhaustible.
"Roar, roar, roar" The terrain dragon was still roaring, but the roar was already weak and wailing, where was the same as before After more than ten breaths, the stone body of the terrain dragon shattered all at once.
It shattered into a cloud of dusty powder The phantom of the soul of the terrain dragon is so faint that it is almost invisible.
Even with it, Nantianfeng was also very weak.
He and the terrain dragon are the master and servant of the alliance, it can be said that the two live and die together, one is prosperous, the other is defeated, and when the spirit of the earth dragon is very weak, the southern sky wind will also be very weak.
Nan Tianfeng took a deep breath, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with trembling hands, and hurriedly summoned the spirit of the terrain dragon back to his body.
This is what the Spirit of the Terrain Dragon itself requested.
It's scared Right The dignified terrain dragon spirits were all afraid, afraid to face Su Ling again.
After the Spirit of the Terrain Dragon returned to Nan Tianfeng's body, Su Ling continued to walk towards Nan Tianfeng.
At the same time, in the canyon, some of the remaining martial cultivators, some of whom were timid, had passed out.
The remaining part, as if it had been bombarded by lightning, trembled violently, lying on the ground, looking up and staring at Su Ling, in endless horror Not people It's not human at all As soon as they thought of them laughing at Su Ling before, and even being the accomplice who killed Xue Yi, they were terrified, and they had a feeling that their hearts had been pinched.
Soon.
Su Ling stood in front of Nan Tianfeng.
He looked at Nan Tianfeng condescendingly: "Is there any other means, before you die, I will let you show enough, this is my mercy to you" "Are you a human or a ghost?"
asked Nan Tianfeng with his head raised and hissed.
"In the eyes of my relatives, friends, and women, I am a human being, and in the eyes of my enemies, I am a devil," Su Ling said lightly.
"Can you not kill me," there was some pleading in Nan Tianfeng's voice.
"Can't" Su Ling shook his head, the person he wanted to kill would never let go just because the other party pleaded.
"If you kill me, you'll regret it," Nan Tianfeng's voice already had some curse in it.
"Maybe it's a pity, I regret it, you can't see it" Su Ling smiled, stretched out his hand abruptly, and suddenly stuck Nan Tianfeng's neck.
That's when it happened.
A phanthropic figure appeared in front of Nan Tianfeng.
It is the phantom of a middle-aged man It's a bit similar to the south of the wind.
"You can't kill the wind," the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
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