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"Crash-"

The blue crystal blooms, and a large butterfly with wings flutters, which is short-lived and sprinkled with clear scale powder.

Long Wuji couldn't escape, and the power of the ancestors filled in his body helped it block this attack.

However, the amount of scale powder is too large and the coverage is too broad.

The floating point splashed down on the rippled Wulong and the other hostile holy dragon, and their flesh and blood, together with the small half of their bones, were all evaporated and disappeared in an instant.

"Roar!!!"

The two holy dragons suffered severe pain and took different countermeasures.

One wanted to step back and distance himself to make sure he survived.

The other is determined to die, burns his remaining life essence, summons a water dragon, locks the opponent's neck, and rushes without life.

"Boom!"

The prey fell to the ground, and the weak Ripple Wulong, too late to enjoy the joy of victory, staggered and fell from the sky, never getting up again.

"Old eighth!" Desperate Black Dragon shouted, his face full of grief.

Even if they are not the same dragon species, the twelve dragon souls have been dormant in their ancestors for nearly 10,000 years.

The Ripple Wulong was not the first to die in battle, nor was it the last to die in battle.

Soon, the Mirror Dragon King, ranked tenth, was besieged by the multi-headed holy dragon, and chose to use his last meager power to blew himself up to his death.

Mingzun snorted, one of his main pet beasts died unexpectedly, all the sadness was condensed into a fierce killing intent, which was sent back to the dead.

...

Similar scenes were repeated for dozens of minutes.

The whole vein of death is going crazy, and they have long participated in the final game with the mentality of mortal.

The people of Longting, although they have a righteous heart, are involved in their own life and death.

"I don't know how far the little bone dragon's nirvana ceremony has spanned..."

Bai Wushang gasped heavily, drank a bottle of healing medicine to restore his stamina, and his eyes fell on the sky again.

After all, the battle below is too messy and complicated, and it cannot provide a crucial help.

Only if Long Wuji dragged the Ancestral Dragon Projection, or even defeated it, would the Death Vein be able to get a chance to breathe.

"Bang! Bang!"

At this time, the Crystal Dragon God still exudes an ancient and profound aura.

However, it was broken and looked a little embarrassed.

The fighting holy dragon on the opposite side is even more tragic.

The Crystal Dragon God is an entity that condenses energy, does not bleed, nor does it possess the true consciousness of the Dragon God, and attacks by instinct.

Long Wuji is a real body of flesh and blood. Even if he sacrifices his ancestors in exchange for protection, his body's resilience is extraordinary.

But so far, it has shed too much dragon blood, and it has to fight **** with scars all over its body, which is even more miserable.

"Hold on, the victory or defeat may be in a moment!"

In the electric light and flint, the golden holy dragon looked up at the top of his head, and his inner worries lingered.

Long Wuji has a fatal flaw.

——Blood defects!

Xiaoyao Nine Changes, the unity of blood, is indeed the strongest dragon form.

But it lost its mind and became a bomb full of uncertainties.

In case of detonation, the mission and plan are forgotten because of the enjoyment of the killing. This is the beginning of broken hope and endless despair for the Death Vein.

"kill!!!"

The hysterical roar, as if in the ancient battlefield, watching the hundreds of millions of troops fighting, the sound is shocking.

Long Wuji went mad, and he punched violently, turning it into a fist of light of 100 meters, and smashed it into the abdomen of the Crystal Dragon God.

This is not over yet. He carried seven exploding spar stones, and rose into the sky in the visions such as swords hanging in the air, green lotus blooming, etc. Long Wuji swung the thunder hammer in his hands and slammed into the eyebrows of the crystal dragon god.

"Kakaka-"

Time seemed to stand still, and the majestic Zulong projection was stiff in mid-air, cracking inch by inch from the forehead.

Qing Ying, who only held the blue steel dragon shield with one arm, and the scarred Jimuchi dragon and Morrowind dragon in the distance, all changed their expressions greatly.

"How is that possible! The Ancestral Dragon Projection is so defeated? The power of the five generations of Ancestral Dragons with vast magical powers and mighty powers can't suppress the death vein?"

"No, this is a disgrace, a great disgrace! Even the manifestation of the Dragon God can't slay the evil, so what should we do with the holy dragons? Are we going to escape from the Dragon Palace and look for reinforcements?"

There were several holy dragons from the outer islands, and their mentality collapsed.

It is a supreme honor to see the myth.

But the good times didn't last long, and the myth was defeated. This blow to morale and the impact on the soul was very fatal.

"boom!!"

The Crystal Dragon God completely exploded.

The seriously injured Fiery Spirit Dragon and Storm and Rain Dragon King were about to let out a roaring dragon roar to vent their excitement.

But for a moment, their eyes solidified, and what erupted was not joy, but boundless panic and fear.

Because—the fighting holy dragon Long Wuji, who smashed the projection of Zulong with one hammer, was instantly pierced by the overwhelming crystal fragments, turned into a **** light, and fell diagonally to the ground.

"boom!!"

Another violent collision.

An Suyi's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of her, she was ecstatic after being dazed.

"Dragon God is on top! The power of the five generations of ancestral dragons, why should you be afraid of a relic, a battle dragon, peerless style, but that's it!"

In the dust and mist, Xuanyuan Hou staggered to get up from the ruins, his face was bloodless, his spirit was lethargic, and he looked weak.

But the trace of indifference in his eyes was extraordinarily clear, and it was particularly chilling.

"Don't you know that the strongest point of the Crystal Dragon God lies in the moment of death?"

The sound fell, and there was silence in the Central Dragon Temple.

After the five breaths, a hoarse, painful voice sounded:

"Cough cough... This is a secret... It's really an old yin ratio..."

Long Wuji trembled, and with difficulty he pulled out the largest crystal shards stuck in his chest, slowly stood up, his eyes wandered, and he landed on the Judgment Dragon Rider, which was less than two meters away.

Its pupils are still scarlet, the same color as its body.

But as the one who was looked down upon, Xuanyuan Hou saw nothing, while taking drugs to relieve his extreme state, he looked at the thick stone door that was smashed by Long Wuji, and looked at the dragon shadows of different sizes, from the deep pit. Climbing out step by step, a smile finally appeared on his face.

"Although there is a little accident, although the process has some twists and turns."

"But the opening of the door to sleep means that you lose the last chance."

"Really? Don't be so decisive!" The golden holy dragon roared silently, chasing clouds and electricity, like a golden flash of light flying out.

The corners of Xuanyuan Hou's eyes twitched, jumping wildly.

The Morrowind Dragon, which tried to stop but failed, was even more like being struck by lightning, and its expression was distorted to the point of deformation.

"Melting my body, burning my soul, and creating a new door of flesh and blood with my faith!"

The sound of the golden holy dragon was sonorous and powerful, like thunder, echoing in the central dragon temple for a long time.

Bai Wushang watched helplessly, its body melted, like flowing liquid metal, poured over the empty stone gate, and condensed into a golden iron gate before the wandering dragon shadow completely woke up from the hazy state.

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