The first thousand nine hundred and fifteen chapters

"Okay." Diyi looked at Lin Feng Yangtian and laughed: "It seems that you have the chance to win this game. Do you need my help?"

"No need." Lin Feng said faintly at the void.

"Since you don't need it, I won't force you." Diyi looked at Lin Feng and said, "You can go now."

"it is good!"

Lin Feng nodded after hearing this.

Immediately Diyi and Lin Feng walked out side by side, and many experts in the Beimo Temple followed behind them.

These people are all characters who have survived the small gods, otherwise they may not be able to see clearly.

"Boom!"

Di Yi suddenly turned around and stepped into the distant void. With a wave of his big sleeve, the divine light rushed between the sky and the earth.

An imaginary clock of good fortune appeared in the sky above the North Desert Temple. This clock of good fortune was transformed from divine light, containing the power to destroy the sky and the earth. The light of the **** of good fortune bell will rule the entire North Desert Temple. Shrouded.

Then he waved his big sleeve, and an ancient clock fell into the void. It was the **** of good fortune. The bell of good fortune looked simple and simple, with ancient words inscribed on it.

Then Lin Feng and Diyi took the people from the Beimo Temple to Shenhai formidable.

Dragons.

In the depths of an ancient temple, a man sits cross-legged, and a terrifying air current flows through his body.

A drop of scarlet blood dripped from the temple.

These blood contained terrifying power, showing a purple-red color, and the blood's power was extremely domineering and contained unparalleled domineering.

The blood fell on the man.

"All things turn into dragons!"

The man’s eyes were scarlet, his hands were condensed in the void, and his technique was mysterious. His hands were stained with the laws of God. The gods appeared in the void and transformed into blood dragons. These blood dragons merged with the scarlet blood. .

"Roar, roar"

There was a sound of dragon chanting, and the chanting of the dragon was extremely loud. Eighteen blood dragons appeared in the void. Each blood dragon carried the power to destroy the sky and the earth. Eighteen blood dragons lingered around the man. up and down.

"Haha."

The man looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Finally, Lin Feng, I will let you die this time."

The man was not someone else but Long Wentian. With a wave of Long Wentian's sleeve, the eighteen blood dragons disappeared into his body.

"Have you actually practiced the Dragon Transformation Technique to the highest level?" At this time, a surprised voice came from outside the temple.

Two figures walked out, these two people are the dragon clan chief and the current dragon elder Long Xiao, they looked at Long Wentian with surprise.

"Yes, I have understood the highest state of the Dragon Transformation Technique. I obtained some Nine Heavens Overlord's blood from the depths of the God Realm's starry sky, turned it into blood dragons, and then merged with my original formation. Lin Feng will kill him, no matter what, I will kill him directly with a magical weapon!" Long Wentian said solemnly with his hands on his back.

"Well, I see what artifacts the Beimo Temple can take out to fight us." The dragon clan chief stood with his hand.

"Haha, this time the Beimo Temple will definitely be defeated." Long Xiao Yangtian laughed wildly.

Generally, you can’t take a bet to participate in a fight. For example, the Temple of the North Desert is an artifact, so you can’t use the **** of good fortune to fight.

Of course you can cheat.

However, it is almost impossible to cheat in front of the dragon clan chiefs and those strong in the heavens. I don't know how many forces want to wait for the failure of the North Desert Temple and then take a bite.

"Where is Long Tianzun?"

Long Wentian looked at the void and said solemnly.

"He is in retreat." Long Xiao nodded.

"Let him come over." Long Wentian held his hand and looked at Void and said: "You pass my edict and let him come over."

"Okay!" Long Xiao frowned when he heard the words. Although Long Wentian was amazing, he felt a little unhappy at being ordered by such a young man.

But Long Xiao turned around and left.

Soon the figures of Long Xiao and Long Tianzun walked in.

"Long Tianzun, you have betrayed the Dragon Clan, and you are convicted!" At this time, Long Wentian looked at Long Tianzun with a gloomy expression.

As soon as the words came out, the dragon clan chief and Long Xiao changed their colors.

"What do you mean?" Long Tianzun said with a gloomy expression.

"What do I mean, you know yourself, swallow it for me!" Long Wentian waved his sleeve, and eighteen blood dragons flew out of his body.

Each blood dragon figure carried a gloomy bloodthirsty aura, and eighteen blood dragons directly surrounded Long Tianzun's figure.

"Junior, what do you want to do?"

Long Tianzun looked at Long Wentian Dao with a gloomy expression, and for an instant, Long Tianzun also burst out a terrible aura, and wanted to directly shatter the eighteen blood dragons.

But when Long Tianzun hadn't taken a shot, a terrible power descended in the void. This was a power belonging to a divine tool. The directly suppressed Long Tianzun couldn't move his whole body. Eighteen blood dragons rushed into Long Tianzun's body.

Swallowing Long Tianzun's blood and soul.

"Roar!"

Long Tianzun looked up to the sky and roared angrily, but to no avail, he could not resist Long Wentian's suppression.

"Long Wentian!"

The patriarch of the Long clan and Long Xiao looked at Long Wentian angrily. They did not expect Long Wentian to do so directly.

"Oh, he is rebellious, he is dead, do you two want to learn from him?" Long Wentian looked at the dragon clan chief and Long Xiao in a gloomy tone with his hands on his back.

Long Xiao's figure trembled, but after all, he did not speak.

"Long Wentian, he is of the same clan after all!" The patriarch of the Long clan sighed with uncertain expression.

However, the patriarch of the Dragon clan did not take any action to stop Long Wentian. Long Wentian is the master of the future of the dragon clan, even if he does not want to offend him.

"Oh."

Long Wentian just glanced at the swallowed Long Tianzun.

After a stick of incense, Long Tianzun's flesh and blood and the soul were swallowed completely, and the 18 blood dragons filled with a powerful aura.

"Roar!"

There was a sound of dragon chanting, and the roar was shaking. Eighteen blood dragons turned into eighteen blood lights and entered Long Wentian's figure. The aura on Long Wentian's body was more powerful and terrifying, and his startled eyes were empty.

"set off!"

The dragon patriarch turned and walked out.

At this moment, in the heights of the God Realm and Divine Sea, beams of divine light shining in the void, and powerful breaths crisscross the sky of Divine Sea. These forces are derived from the great coffee of the heavens and ten thousand realms, Quasi God A gathering of strong ranks.

The strong men who had survived the small gods step aside and stood around these quasi-god-level strong men.

"boom!"

At this moment, a group of people walked out of the void in the north, led by Lin Feng and the Emperor, followed by many powerful figures from the Northern Desert Temple, such as Lin Daoxuan, Lin Xingchen, Lin Ting'er, Jin Ling'er, etc. In it.

"Diyi, aren't you afraid of losing your family?" There was a sneer in the void of the West. The owner of this voice was wearing a golden robe, a face of rebelliousness, purple and gold priests, and his mouth A sneer.

This person is the great elder of the temple of the other side of the west sky.

Known as the Nine Emperors Sanren.

"Oh, Birdman, lose? I have never lost this word in the eyes of my temple." Lin Xingchen, who was standing behind Emperor Yi, smiled.