"Killing you, you can't do it."

If you don’t have a knife, you will have to go to Lei Wenyuan’s life. With his cultivation in the later period of the king’s kingdom, he will attack Lei Wenyuan. If he is unsuccessful, he will be surprised that the heavenly martial arts have not reached the point of rehabilitating the broken limbs. Not to mention the physical reorganization, replaced by any one of the dragons in the presence, the body was split in two, all must die.

The strength of Lei Wenyuan's body is not as good as that of a real dragon. Otherwise, he has already broken the ancient array of Tianlong. Even the body of the Tianfeng Fenglong dragon can't stop the edge of the sword. It can be said that his Death is completely in the expectation of the dragon in the late kingdom.

"Great, big brother is not a big brother, we played for a long time, it is not as good as a big brother."

"Oh, don't flatter, divide his blood dragon spirit. He can get seventy feet of blood dragon spirit by himself. It's still a bit of a skill. Unfortunately, he met us and played against us in Tianlong Valley. Is a dead end."

The human warriors they killed were far more than one of Lei Wenyuan. It can be said that one third of their blood dragon spirits were grabbed from the hands of the Terran warriors. The nine kings were in the dragon and twenty-one days. It’s really not a lot of people who have joined forces and are able to escape under their hands.

"It's not right, how can he be bloody, we can't merge."

If the blood dragon spirit becomes an object of no Lord, it is easy to integrate. They should divide the blood dragon spirit of Lei Wenyuan, and it should be easy to do. It is very simple to make the blood dragon spirit become an unowned thing, or kill the blood dragon spirit. The warrior, either let the master of the blood dragon spirit take the initiative to release the mark.

"Look, look at it."

One of the heavenly peaks pointed to the two bodies of Lei Wenyuan, screaming in horror, his eyes full of fear, and the two half bodies of Lei Wenyuan were actually squirming, his body slowly turned into Blood, whether it is flesh or bones, is turned into blood, not red, but purple blood.

It’s not that they are courageous, but everything that happens in front of them is too strange. It is reasonable to say that blood and water should be integrated into the earth, but the purple blood that Lei Wenyuan has turned into is floating up, the ground is clean, and a drop of Raven There is no blood in the distance.

"You know my secret, then I have to let you shut up forever."

Lei Wenyuan’s voice sounded sullen, because he had no body, only a pool of blood, and did not wait for the presence of the dragon’s opening. He moved, and the purple blood seemed to be a tiger, and he rushed to the head of the king. Xiaolong.

"Hey, pretend to be a ghost, no matter what you become, I can kill you."

At the end of the day, the dragon was holding the sword of the heavenly sword, and he smashed it out on the purple blood. The purple blood splashed everywhere. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a drop of purple blood fell on him. His face changed, because the sword in his hand is in fear, you can clearly see that the blade of the Tianpin sword is melting.

Tianpin's sword is like ice and snow freezing. When the sun shines, it turns into water. If it is only like this, Tiantian will not feel scared in the late period. What really scares him is that the place where the purple blood is on his body begins. Melt, turn into bright red blood.

In addition, there are eight **** dragons and twenty-one days. They all have purple blood, their bodies begin to melt, the red blood is gradually turning purple, and then the rest of their bodies begin to melt. .

"No, no, what a ghost."

"My arm is gone, damn, and then go on like this, I will sooner or later turn into a pool of blood."

"What to do, what should I do?"

Over and over again, Xiaolong’s fear shouted. They didn’t know what kind of existence they had provoked. Even if they were against the king’s martial arts, they were not afraid, but now, they don’t know how to deal with Lei Wenyuan. The fear of the unknown, the same is true for the dragon.

Some dragons turn into the body, and the dragon body is tens of feet long. In order to survive, he will get rid of the purple blood. But unfortunately, it has no effect, because the broken part is quickly turned into purple blood, and then again Falling on him, some dragons want to leave this place, but unfortunately, they just started running, there will be a lot of purple blood falling from the sky, let them instantly become a pool of blood.

"I don't want to die, beg you, forgive me, we can give you all the blood dragon spirits you get, what do you call us do, we do."

"The **** thing, even if I die, I will go with you, and I will not let you go."

"There is nothing to do with the Tibetan head and the tail, and there is a kind of thing to come out, and I am upright and upright."

Whether it is seeking for mercy, cursing or even curbing the law, it is impossible to influence Lei Wenyuan, the dragons of the nine kings and the dragons of the twenty-one days. One has not escaped, and all of them have turned into blood, they thought Killing Levin is the end, I don’t know, it’s just the beginning of fear.

There was silence in the field, and the 30 dragons were all dead, and the purple blood condensed together and slowly turned into a human form. If someone else was present, it would be a big surprise, because the human form of blood condensed became A flesh-and-blood person is not Ray Wenyuan, but who else.

The blood dragon spirit of the thirty dragons is all Lei Wenyuan. His body is not strong enough, and there is no dragon blood. But he can master the blood dragon spirit, far more than seventy feet, because his blood is strong, seven Ten feet to eighty feet, and then ninety feet, until the last one hundred and twenty feet, only stopped.

If the dragon warriors knew about the situation of Lei Wenyuan and Ling Dao, they might not want to find a big tree to die. Lei Wenyuan mastered the blood dragon spirit of 120 feet long, and Ling Dao mastered two hundred and ten feet. Blood Dragon Spirit is far beyond the blood dragon spirit they have mastered.

"Dragon Valley is not a cemetery. How can a tomb not be seen? If you encounter a female ghost bathing, what is interesting, you are right."

The proud dragon is lying on the ground and can only talk with the dragon sword. The blood dragon spirit he has mastered has reached the limit. Even if he finds other blood dragon spirits, it has no effect. His blood dragon spirit is completely It was found by myself, and there was no robbing of others.

After he came in, he was looking for beautiful women everywhere. He didn’t rest for a moment. The beauty didn’t find it. The blood dragon spirit looked for a lot. Unfortunately, he could only master the blood dragon spirit of 75 feet. He didn’t have the dragon blood, the body ratio. Not on the real dragon, the blood is not as good as Lei Wenyuan, able to master the blood of the seventy-five zhang, it is not bad.

"Well, the taste of beauty."

His nose sniffed, and then he jumped up, didn't need eyes, didn't need ears, and didn't need the will. Just by the nose, she could find the beauty, just this skill, it was Enough to make countless satyrs sigh.

With his hidden means, tracking a beautiful woman, there should be no problem, just, he is not close, it is to hear the fighting, in the Tianlong Valley, it is normal to encounter fighting, some to compete for the blood dragon spirit, and some are the dragon A confrontation between a warrior and a human warrior.

"Blood Dragon is mine, who grabs and who kills."

The old seventh of Xianyi Palace, just arrived, is just a sentence, that is, let the Terran Warriors and Dragon Warriors who are fighting in the field stop. He is a emperor. Just such an identity is enough for people to pay attention to. What's more, he also showed his own means, and when he swallowed the gourd, it was difficult for the soldiers to resist.

"How is Qianhui, it’s really a white run, Lingdao, Lingdao, how do you hang me."

Aolong finally saw the beauty in the field, but unfortunately, it was the Qianhui of Lingjia. He felt that Lingdao pit him, it is not unreasonable. The butterfly dance is beautiful enough. It has a relationship with Lingdao. Qianhui is beautiful enough, or Lingdao has a relationship, Dong Miaoyin is pretty enough, and still has a relationship with Lingdao.

On a dragon-shaped ancient wood, there is a fifty-foot-long blood dragon spirit lying on the plate. Even if Aolong discovers a lot of blood dragon spirits, and has not seen such a big one, it is no wonder that the human races and dragon warriors present are playing. Can not be handed over, and some days will be the peak of the military, can master the blood dragon spirit, the limit is not enough.

Qianhui's strength is tyrannical, but unfortunately, 20 dragons have always been entangled in her, so that she can't get the 50-foot long blood dragon spirit. Other Terran warriors and dragon warriors are in a mixed battle. They have no ability to help her, and they don't necessarily want to help her. The blood dragon spirit of ten feet long, who does not want it.

"You should know my identity. Now I am against you. After leaving the Dragon King World, I have a way to kill you. If you are willing to help me now and get the blood dragon spirit in front of you, I can help you to **** them." Blood Dragon Spirit."

The "you" mentioned by the old seven in Xianyi Palace refers to the young warriors of the Terran who are present. "They" refers to the dragon warriors present. The power of one person is ultimately weak. If the young people of the Terran can help He, the possibility that he got fifty feet of blood dragon spirit, is greatly increased.

"The same is the emperor, the gap is really big."

Qianhui shook his head, and the old seventy-one deputy of the Xianyi Palace looked like the emperor. Even if the emperor was like the emperor, she didn’t know what other emperors were like. Anyway, the emperor of Lingjia did not have a little arrogance, and the old seven of the fairy palace. A comparison, Lingjia's emperor, simply low-key is not like words.

"In the Tianlong Valley, what is the use of the Terran Emperor?"

An old voice came out from the ground, and the earth cracked open, revealing the 150-foot long dragon below. His life span reached the limit, and he entered the Tianlong Valley, just to wait for death. The fight above affected him. I did not expect to encounter human warriors before I died.

"See the seniors."

The dragon warriors are uplifted and have a generation of scorpion dragons. Whether it is the old seven of the Xianyi Palace or other human martial arts, there is no chance of survival. The older generation of Snapdragon is not only strong, but also will die, no fear at all. revenge.