"Killing you, one knife is enough" If you don't come out of the knife, it's enough, and if you don't make a knife, you want Lei Wenyuan's life, and with his cultivation in the late stage of the Heavenly King Realm, it's strange that he didn't succeed.
The peak martial artists of the Heavenly General Realm have not yet reached the point of being reborn with severed limbs, let alone reorganizing their physical bodies.
If any dragon present, if its body is split in half, it will definitely die.
Lei Wenyuan's physical strength was not as good as that of a true dragon, otherwise, he would have broken the Heavenly Dragon Ancient Formation a long time ago.
Even the body of the True Dragon at the peak of the Heavenly General Realm could not stop the sharp edge of the Heavenly Rank Battle Knife.
It can be said that his death was completely expected by Jiaolong in the late stage of the Heavenly King Realm.
"Amazing, the eldest brother deserves to be the eldest brother, we have been fighting for a long time, it is better for the eldest brother to make a knife."
"Okay, don't be a sycophant, divide his blood dragon spirit, he can get seventy zhang blood dragon spirit alone, and he has some ability.
It's a pity that he met us and fought against us in Tianlong Valley, which was a dead end. ” The Terran warriors they killed were far more than Lei Wenyuan, it could be said that one-third of their blood dragon spirits were snatched from the Terran warriors.
Nine Heavenly King Realm Jiaolong and twenty-one Heavenly General Realm Peak Jiaolong joined forces, and there were really not many Terran martial artists who could escape for their lives under their hands.
"Something is wrong, why is his blood dragon spirit, we can't fuse" If the Blood Dragon Spirit becomes an ownerless thing, it will be easy to fuse, and it should be easy for them to divide Lei Wenyuan's Blood Dragon Spirit.
It's very simple to make the Blood Dragon Spirit an ownerless thing, either kill the warrior who has mastered the Blood Dragon Spirit, or let the warrior who has the Blood Dragon Spirit take the initiative to remove the mark.
"Look, look" A Heavenly General Realm Peak Jiaolong pointed at Lei Wenyuan's two halves of the corpse and screamed in horror, his eyes full of fear.
The two halves of Lei Wenyuan's body were actually squirming, and his flesh slowly turned into blood, whether it was skin or bones, all turned into blood, not red, but purple blood.
It's not that they're timid, it's that everything that's happening in front of them is too weird.
It stands to reason that the blood water should be integrated into the earth, but the purple blood that Lei Wenyuan turned into actually floated drop by drop.
The ground was clean, and there was not a drop of Lei Wenyuan's blood.
"You know my secret, then I'll have to shut you up forever" Lei Wenyuan's voice sounded, and it looked extremely gloomy, because he had no body, only a pool of blood.
Without waiting for the Jiaolong present to speak, he moved, and the purple blood was like a fierce tiger, pounced on the Jiaolong in the late stage of the Heavenly King Realm led by him.
"Hmph, pretend to be a ghost, no matter what you become, I can kill you" In the late stage of the Heavenly General Realm, Jiaolong held the Heavenly Rank Battle Knife in his hand, and slashed it out with a knife, slashing at the purple blood, and the purple blood splashed everywhere.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, drops of purple blood fell on him.
His face changed, because the Tianpin War Knife in his hand was in fear, and he could clearly see that the blade of the Tianpin War Knife was melting.
The heavenly sword is like frozen ice and snow, and when the sun shines, it turns into water.
If it was just that, he wouldn't feel scared in the late stage of the Heavenly General Realm, what really scared him was that the place where the purple blood on his body was also beginning to melt and turn into bright red blood.
The other eight Heavenly King Realm Jiaolongs and the twenty-one Heavenly General Realm Peak Jiaolong had purple blood on their bodies, and their bodies also began to melt.
The bright red blood gradually turned purple, and then the rest of their bodies began to melt as well.
"No, no, what the hell" "My arm is gone, damn it, if it goes on like this, sooner or later I'll turn into a pool of blood."
"What to do, what to do, what to do" One dragon after another screamed in fear, they didn't know what kind of existence they had provoked.
Even if they fought against the peak martial artists of the Heavenly King Realm, they were not afraid, but now, they didn't know how to deal with Lei Wenyuan at all.
People are afraid of the unknown, and so are dragons.
Some dragons turned into their bodies, dozens of zhang long dragon bodies, and in order to survive, he cut off the parts that were stained with purple blood.
It's a pity that it didn't have any effect, because the cut off parts quickly turned into purple blood, and then fell on his body again.
Some dragons wanted to leave this place, but unfortunately, as soon as they started running, a large amount of purple blood fell from the sky, causing them to turn into a pool of blood in an instant.
"I don't want to die, I beg you, spare your life, we can give you all the blood dragon spirits we get, and we will do whatever you tell us to do."
"Damn something, even if I die, I will die with you.
Turn into a ghost, and I won't let you go."
"What kind of ability is hiding your head and revealing your tail, if you have a kind, you will come out and compete with me in a dignified manner" Whether it is begging for mercy, cursing, or even agitating the general, it can't affect Lei Wenyuan.
The nine dragons of the Heavenly King Realm and the twenty-one dragons at the peak of the Heavenly General Realm, none of them escaped, and all of them turned into blood and water.
They thought that killing Raven was the end, but they didn't know it, it was just the beginning of fear.
There was silence in the field, and all thirty dragons were dead, and the purple blood condensed together, slowly turning into human form.
If someone else was present, he would definitely be surprised, because the human form formed by blood condensation turned into a flesh-and-blood person, not Lei Wenyuan, who else could it be The blood dragon spirits of the thirty dragons are all Lei Wenyuan's.
His physical body is not strong enough, and he does not have the blood of the dragon clan, but the blood dragon spirit he can master is far more than seventy zhang, because his qi and blood are vigorous.
Seventy zhang to eighty zhang, then to ninety zhang, until the last one hundred and twenty zhang, did not stop.
If the Dragon Clan martial artists knew about the situation of Lei Wenyuan and Ling Dao, they would probably be eager to find a big tree and kill them.
Lei Wenyuan mastered the blood dragon spirit of one hundred and twenty zhang long, and Ling Dao even mastered the blood dragon spirit of two hundred and ten zhang, far exceeding the blood dragon spirit they mastered.
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"Isn't Tianlong Valley a cemetery, why haven't I seen a tomb, if you meet a female ghost taking a bath or something, how interesting it is, right?"
Aolong was lying on the ground bored, and could only hold the dragon sword and speak.
The blood dragon spirit he mastered had reached the limit, and even if he found other blood dragon spirits, it would be useless.
His blood dragon spirit was found completely by himself, and he didn't rob others at all.
After he came in, he looked for beautiful women everywhere and did not rest for a moment.
The beauty was not found, but the blood dragon spirit was found a lot, but unfortunately, he could only master the seventy-five zhang blood dragon spirit.
He doesn't have the blood of the dragon clan, his physical body is not as good as the real dragon, and his qi and blood are not as far as Lei Wenyuan, and he can master the seventy-five zhang blood dragon spirit, which is good.
"Well, the taste of beauty" His nose sniffed vigorously, and then he jumped all at once.
Without eyes, ears, or will, she can spot beautiful women just by her nose.
This ability alone is enough to make countless perverts sigh to themselves.
With his concealment methods, there should be no problem in stalking a beautiful woman.
However, before he could get closer, he heard the sound of fighting.
In the Heavenly Dragon Valley, it is normal to encounter fights, some are for the blood dragon spirit, and some are for the duel between the dragon warrior and the human warrior.
"The blood dragon spirit is mine, whoever robs it, who dies" The seventh elder of the Immortal Hu Palace had just arrived, and just one sentence made the Terran warriors and Dragon Clan warriors who were fighting in the field stop.
He is the emperor, and this identity alone is enough to make people pay attention to it.
What's more, he also showed his means, as soon as the Heaven Swallowing Gourd came out, it was difficult for the peak martial artists of the Heavenly General Realm to resist.
"Why is Qianhui really running for nothing, Ling Dao, Ling Dao, why do you keep cheating me" Aolong finally saw the beauty in the field, but unfortunately, it was the Ling family's Qianhui.
He felt that Ling Dao was pit on him, it was not unreasonable, Butterfly Dance was beautiful enough, it had something to do with Ling Dao, Qianhui was beautiful enough, it still had something to do with Ling Dao, Dong Miaoyin was beautiful enough, it still had something to do with Ling Dao.
On a dragon-shaped ancient tree, there was a fifty zhang long blood dragon spirit.
Even if Aolong found a lot of blood dragon spirits, he had never seen such a big one, no wonder the Terran warriors and dragon warriors present were inextricably fighting.
Some Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists, the limit of the blood dragon spirit that they can master is not enough to fifty zhang.
Qianhui's strength is strong, but unfortunately, twenty dragons have always pestered her, so she can't get the fifty zhang long blood dragon spirit.
Other Terran warriors and dragon warriors were fighting, and they didn't have the ability to help her, and they didn't necessarily want to help her.
Fifty zhang long blood dragon spirit, who doesn't want it "You should know my identity, now go against me, after leaving the Dragon Lord World, I have a way to kill you.
If you are willing to help me now, after getting the blood dragon spirit in front of you, I can also help you snatch their blood dragon spirit. ” The "you" mentioned by the old seven of the Immortal Hu Palace refers to the young warriors of the Terran race present, and "they" refers to the dragon warriors present.
A person's strength is weak after all, if the young martial artist of the human race can help him, then the possibility of him obtaining the fifty zhang long blood dragon spirit will be greatly increased.
"It's the same emperor, the gap is really big."
Qianhui shook his head, and the old seven of the Immortal Hu Palace looked high, as if the emperor was the king of heaven.
She didn't know what the other emperors were like, anyway, the emperors of the Ling family were not the slightest bit arrogant.
Compared with the old Qiyi of the Immortal Hu Palace, the emperor of the Ling family is simply low-key.
"In the Heavenly Dragon Valley, what is the use of the Terran Emperor?"
An old voice came from the ground, and the earth cracked, revealing a hundred and fifty zhang long dragon below.
His lifespan has reached the limit, and he entered the Heavenly Dragon Valley just to wait for death.
The fight above affected him, and he didn't expect to meet a Terran warrior before he died.
"Meet the Seniors" The dragon warriors looked excited, and the older generation of Jiaolong made a move, whether it was the seventh of the Immortal Hu Palace, or the other human warriors, they had no chance of survival. freeti0 t1706231537: