Chapter 1533: War Dragon Blood Saints (1/2)
”Demon pupil ...”
The pupils of Wuhui, the Dragon Blood Saint, trembled faintly. They looked at the shadow of the young (body shēn) standing on the side of Long Qingyang (body shēn), and couldn't help but change.
Subconsciously, he looked at Bai Qianyu on the other side, and there was a hint of lightness in his eyebrows.
”Interesting ... the two peoples are mixed together ...”
The surging purple beam of light is like that tearing the earth, like a violent thunderous dragon python whistling towards Wuhui.
Hearing the experiences of Long Qingyang in recent years, Chu Hen has been restraining the rising hatred and killing in his heart.
No wonder these years, Long Qingyang has been slow to return.
It is not that he does not want to return, but that he cannot return.
If it weren't for the fact that he was here today, I'd be afraid that I would never find Long Qingyang's whereabouts in a lifetime.
hateful!
hateful!
It is really irritating!
...
”Huh, the prince Fanjie also dared to shoot at me?”
Wuhui showed a scornful smirk, and raised his Fangtian Huaji in his palm, and waved an arc-shaped sharp blade in the void.
”Dangdang ...”
Light and shadow staggered, and the Thunder cut off.
The roaring Rayman electric pole was severed by the arc-shaped halberd.
”bass!”
The next moment, a bright sharp tremolo folds, the five marks of Chu marks condensed in the air, interspersed with a gorgeous manic electric mang, a sharp black sword exaggerated immediately.
”call out!”
The air flow tears, and the sword shadow runs through.
For example, the phaseless Emperor Blade that blasted out like a flying chasing moon was directly across the sky.
At the same time, Chu Hen's demon-blooded purple pupil was twitching, and the seven black dots deep in the pupil chased and turned.
Together with a strong space rhythm, I saw a group of purple demon flames suddenly tangled in the speedless moving Emperor Blade.
The evil spirits lingering outside the Wuxiang Emperor Blade ignited the rising of the sky, and instantly turned into a huge purple fairy dragon image.
”Flames are buried!”
...
Good demon pupil power control ability.
The dragon blood saints were a little surprised.
Wuhui's eyes flashed coldly, ”Huh, the eagle worm trick!”
”Hmm ...” Fang Tianhua's halberd in his palm turned in the palm of his hand, picking up his halberd and slashing towards the screaming purple dragon.
The sharp halberd slashed the sky, and a stream of shadows like sky punishment fell off the sky.
”Dang!”
In that moment, the stream of shadows was like the heavenly sword column that fell straight into the sky, and was directly impacted on the body of the purple dragon shadow (body shēn).
”Well ...”
It is as if the **** of extinction punished and killed the murderer.
A quake ((dàng) dàng) Jiuxiao's violent aura ring air wave was released in the empty space ((dàng) dàng), and the majestic and terrifying sword pillar stiffened the huge purple dragon From there it was minced.
The purple flame exploded in the air.
Just as everyone in the audience was shocked by Wu Hui's powerful means, the head of that monster Yanying suddenly opened his mouth while bursting.
A quick trembling sound of ”咻 ...”, a bunch of black Excalibur shining with Raymang spit out in the mouth of the crushed dragon shadow.
The corner of Wuhui's mouth appeared a scornful arc.
”Three-year-old kid's trick ...”
All in all, its war halberd picks up, and the war halberd that surrounds the terrible dragon shadow points towards the impertinent imperial blade that flies.
The fierce and powerful dragon's breath caused the space to twist and shake.
Wuhui's attack has a great power to shake the Wuxiang Emperor's blade.
”Well ...”
Suddenly, the sharp halberd smashed into the spotless blade of the Emperor's Blade. The moment the two met, the space was distorted to the extreme and a narrow gap was opened.
A sudden cyclone whistled over the city.
A halberd and a sword collided head-on, and the detonating power was like two records of Tianmang.
In anticipation, the picture of Wu Xiangdi Blade being shattered did not appear. The pupils of the audience fainted and saw behind Wu Xiangdi Blade. At this moment, there was a whole (body shēn) swaying purple electricity. Young (body shēn) shadow.
”Good speed ...”
Wu Hui's cold eyes reflected the pair of demon-like purple pupils.
”Not only the speed is good ... strength, I can kill you ...”
Chu Chen's eyes were cold, and at the moment the words fell, the Wudi Emperor's Blade in the palm of his hand shined brightly, followed by the sword (body shēn) quickly stretched, and instantly transformed into a sharp dragon spine cold gun.