Chapter 1509 (1/2)

”Son of God, you are too overbearing. We opened the Dragon coffin together. The people who see it have a share. Do you want to monopolize it?”

An old man of Wu Huang Jiu Chong was furious.

”Go away! Don't go, die

Shenzi is indifferent and overbearing.

”Hehe, Shenzi, it's not so easy for you to occupy this real dragon alone!”

Wang Jian said with a sneer.

The son of God looked and saw, his eyes were cold, but he didn't make a sound.

He can't ignore Wang Jian's strength.

Other people's faces are ugly, facing Wang Jian and Shenzi, they are difficult to fight against.

”Ladies and gentlemen, the Dragon corpse in holy land is extremely rare. Since we have seen it, how can we not share a share of it? How can we join hands

The old man of Wu huangjiu said.

”Yes, I agree!”

”I agree!”

The others separate the voices.

More than a dozen masters, body shape flashing, gathered together, and Shenzi, Wang Jian, compete.

”A bunch of mobs, beyond their means!”

The son of God made a cold voice and stepped towards the body of the real dragon.

He will directly put away the dragon body, as long as he put away the real dragon body, no one can compete with him.

Keng!

With the sound of the sword, Wang Jian also moved. How could he let Shenzi monopolize it?

”Do it!”

The other masters also moved. There were 13 of them. Among them, there were three of them, and the others were seven and eight. Even if they were semi saints, they could not be ignored.

Three people, at the same time toward the real dragon.

But Lu Ming three people, one stands at the side of the hall, coldly watching.

With their strength, they can't get in touch at all, and the Shenzi people directly ignore them.

”Go away! Go away

After a few drinks, the Holy Light condenses into a magic sword. In an instant, he cuts out more than ten swords, and cuts Wang Jian and those ten people respectively.

Keng!

The sword light broke out and fought with the magic sword. The fierce fighting sound sounded in the space, and the sword spirit and the sword awn were wanton.

And that more than a dozen experts, also strive to resist the God son cut out of the knife.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shenzi grabbed the body of the real dragon as soon as he grasped it. He wanted to put the corpse into the storage ring.

”No way!”

Wang Jian also grabbed a big hand and collided with Shenzi's big hand.

”It's ours!”

The more than ten people, struggling forward, one after another toward the Dragon corpse.

Roar!

At this time, a dragon chant, earth shaking, broke out from the Dragon Pavilion, forming a terrible sound wave, rolling out in all directions.

Shenzi and Wang Jian's faces changed slightly, and each cut out a sword light and sword Qi, breaking the sound wave.

But more than a dozen people, except for the existence of two Emperor Wu Jiuchong to resist the sound wave, others were shocked to retreat, and some even vomited blood.

Lu Ming three people, also struggle to resist, but they are far away, the power of the sound wave greatly reduced, more easily blocked.

”What's going on?”

Everyone at the scene was shocked.

The sound of dragon chanting, from the Dragon coffin, is this real dragon, not dead?

Roar!

Then, another dragon chant sounded, also from the Dragon coffin.

Touch! Touch! ...

then, inside the Dragon coffin, there was a sound of touching. The black real dragon actually stood up, roared, and looked around. The huge dragon's eye showed a ferocious light.

”How could it be?”

”The dragon in holy land is not dead?”

”No, the real dragon in the holy land is dead. This is just the immortal brand of the real dragon in holy land.”