Emperor Long did not mean to kill them all, the adult Emperor Dragon was no longer a true Yuan Beast, this was a top-level dragon cultivator.
Wang Meng will not take the initiative to give up, the difference in strength is obvious, but this is a big battlefield, and it will make its own decisions.
The body must be in shape, the big one shot, retreated, that was no The Mighty Stick became huge, and the Optimus Stick pressed down.
A smile appeared on Dilong's handsome face, but with a slight sigh.
What is the meaning of the dying struggle, this is nothing more than the stubbornness of the weak.
With a slight flick of his right hand, there was a muffled sound, and the male Qiankun stick suddenly fell backwards, and the big man staggered back.
Not an opponent at all The big one is no longer facing the True Yuan Beast, but the Dragon Cultivator, who is unwilling to provoke any monk, has the strongest and mental strength, and at the same time obtains a form that can be used at will.
This is the existence of the apex of any plane.
Just like the Dragon Emperor of the Little Thousand Realms.
With a flick of his right hand, the large man's abdomen was suddenly hit hard and completely dented.
Again, the arm flipped over, and the male master couldn't hold the stick.
Smack The stick fell to the ground, and this was the first time since he had the Majestic Stick.
For the big one, it is like life.
Bang bang bang Two more blows, smashed into the big man's knee, shattered, and the body collapsed with a bang.
In the face of Dilong, this is an absolute difference in strength, and the dying struggle is nothing more than self-inflicted humiliation.
Zhan Yingluo and Ji Jin'er turned pale and looked at Wang Meng, but Wang Meng and Ma Tian'er were as calm as water.
The big man stretched out his hand and wanted to grab the stick, but the Xiongba Qiankun stick was not far from his hand, but it was close to the end of the world, and he couldn't hook it.
Di Long sighed, this monkey is more interesting, but it's a pity that low-level things are low-level.
Thought I got it.
In fact, it is just a castle in the air, and it will eventually disappear.
It's hard to believe that when it reaches this level, it is worthy of his shot.
On this critical occasion of condensation, everyone was intimidated by the power of Dilong.
"Old horse, old horse, don't fight, let the big one admit defeat."
Ji Jin'er didn't dare to look for Wang Meng.
You can only find the old horse, and the old horse is the team leader in name.
But everyone knows that the Templars only die by standing, and there is no life lying down.
No matter who is faced with such a situation, they will not admit defeat.
The old horse looked at the poor Ji Jin'er and shook his head helplessly.
Damn, this damn little white face is really ruthless.
It's just that compared to all this, he hates it more than he pretends to be forced "It seems that Lao Tzu really can't do it without showing his hand," the old horse said aggressively.
Ji Jin'er was stunned for a moment, revealing surprise, by the way, how could I forget, Lao Ma, as the master of the five elementary schools, must be unusual.
Such a big breath.
It's definitely hidden The old horse began to approach the arena, and the monks around him were also watching the old horse.
In fact, everyone is also very suspicious of the origin of this old horse, after all, there is no horse that can speak, and there is absolutely no ancient horse before and no horse after it can speak so arrogantly.
The most important thing is that since Wang Meng values it so much, it has always been extraordinary.
Forced into this situation, does it have a trick to reverse?
Or maybe it's the True Yuan Beast at the bottom of the Templar's box Almost for a few seconds, the monks had a shuddering feeling.
If you take all the signs together, this old horse is so special, it can't be that he is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger The old horse looked at Dilong, and Dilong also looked at this strange horse, supernatural With the breath of a low-level creature all over his body, Zhenyuan is also very weak, essentially a short-haired horse.
In the face of Dilong's gaze and pressure, Lao Ma raised his hooves proudly, "Tonight, Lao Tzu will use the dragon whip to get into the pot."
Suddenly, the audience was dumbfounded, and both humans and true primordial beasts were stunned by the heroic and vulgar declarations of Lao Ma.
Dragon whip, this dragon whip, it really dares to think On this occasion, it can be so vulgar and arrogant, there is really no semicolon in the whole world except for Lao Ma.
Di Long's expression suddenly condensed, Di Long was not afraid of powerful opponents, but this kind of vulgar insult, for the dragon, there was only one choice to kill As soon as the old horse spoke, everyone felt that it was not good, and with a flick of Dilong's hand, the old horse raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground without any resistance.
There was silence again, Nima, is this funny?
It's really a horse that only pretends to be forced The four little templars went crazy and pounced on the old horse, although the old horse scolded them every day, and sometimes did not give them food, but it was under the training of the old horse that they have today.
The old horse not only taps into their potential, but also unlocks their intelligence.
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Ji Jin'er was dumbfounded, the moment Lao Ma died, she knew that she had regarded Lao Ma as a friend, and it was precisely because of her ignorance that Lao Ma's death was caused.
It's just an old horse with a broken mouth, and it could have lived out its old age in peace, and the world here doesn't belong to it.
Di Long was also speechless, this kind of fragment actually didn't deserve to die in his hands at all.
"Let's go with the other four."
Di Long said lightly, these four are actually a lot worse than monkeys, and this is also the last agreement with the Liang family, defeating the Holy Hall, he will be free.
"Our war is not over."
There was a staccato sound on the ground.
People were looking for a target, and they found that it was a golden-horned ape on the ground.
Nima and the golden-horned ape also spoke, although not very standardly.
But what happened to the True Yuan Beasts this year The golden horned ape only had the old horse in its eyes, although the four little ones were lively, after all, it was impossible to take it into account, it could learn a lot from Wang Meng, Wang Meng was its god, but the old horse was its real mentor.
In that period when the other four little ones were making rapid progress, the inferiority complex of the big one poured out from the bottom of his heart, only it was the weakest and most useless, and it was the old horse that gave him confidence at that time, although the method was very special.
But for a lonely golden-horned ape, that is the real master.
And because of its incompetence, ignorance, all this happened in front of the eyes.
Oh There was a terrible wail, and a solemn aura condensed the audience, followed by this aura became riotous, and the five elements of heaven and earth all had a chaotic aura.
The big man opened his mouth, his fangs turned into fangs, and his eyes turned blood-red. rumble The fighting spirit is like a tornado soaring into the sky, and this true element does not come from heaven and earth, but from the soul of the golden horned ape.
The majestic Qiankun stick returned to the big man's hand, and in an instant, countless lightning bolts burst out of the sky.
A lightning bolt formed around the big one.
It's going to take revenge The hair stands on end, like a steel needle.
Man blocks killing, God blocks killing God Boom, with the soaring of the fighting spirit, thunderclouds were formed.
The thunderstorm is coming.
And it's a catastrophe Wang Meng and Ma Tian'er both quietly looked at the Heavenly Tribulation, this is the scale of the Middle Thousand Realms.
Although the rebellious intention on the big man's body is not as strong as Wang Meng, it is enough to cause a catastrophe.
Emperor Dragon's pupils constricted, but he was Emperor Dragon, the pride of the dragon, so he was not allowed to do it.
Although he knew that after this tribulation, a terrible demon might be born.
Boom Boom One after another thunderbolts hit the big one, which was to turn the big one into ashes.
The two guarantees are completed, the Templar game is open, I'm in the Spirit Valley, what are you waiting for, let's fight to be continued
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