Chapter 5551 (1/2)

The Dragon Yitian sword turns into innumerable virtual shadows and keeps in front of itself in a state of maneuver.

”Bang!”

The thunder power of the three lightning dragons smashes and scatters the knives and turns them into dust falling on the ground.

However, it's not just three lightning dragons, but with the situation of endless three or three and endless six or six, three become six and six become innumerable. The lightning dragons with teeth and claws pierce through layers of knives and finally bite the shoulder of dragon Yitian.

Even if there is only one way to really hurt him, these three people have the same source of skill blessing, even dragon Yitian, which is also urgent and difficult to deal with.

Long Yitian's palm turns, and a cold meaning of the law twines around him. He strikes the lightning dragon ten feet away.

”Hum, old man long, now you know what it's like to fight against our Confucian temple.”

The low man hugged his shoulder and didn't seem to have the intention to attack any more.

”Talk to him, kill him, grab the seal.”

Tao Wujiang's heart has not a trace of unbearable to many enemies. In his eyes, nothing is more important than winning the seal of God.

”Elder martial brother, the master once said that if the head of Shenyin clan is lost, he can be saved.”

The short man showed a smile of victory. In his opinion, as long as long Yitian had some sense, he would bow his head and admit his mistake.

Long Yitian turned his head and looked at his terrible shoulder. He was still bleeding and showed a disdainful smile:

”you think too much. Long was blind once ten thousand years ago and mistook Confucianism for the supreme power. After ten thousand years, long will never be blind again.”

”Stubborn! Old devil! Die

The power of the thunder law in daowujiang's hand is gathered into a sharp blade, shining with extremely arrogant light, just like an arrow, which goes towards the Dragon Yitian.

”God's blessing, burn my soul, break!”

Dragon Yitian has endless blood and spiritual power. His eyes are red. After sacrificing the Buddha statue, the whole person's blood and essence power burns up again and turns into a blood shield in front of him and ye Chen.

Countless thunder arrows pierce the blood shield. With each arrow, long Yitian's face turns white.

”Patriarch!”

Countless people of Shenyin ethnic group have uttered a cry of sadness. Some young people are trying to resist with their bodies. Before they come forward, their bodies are full of wounds and no longer alive.

Ye Chen looks sad. The moment his divine consciousness comes into contact with the seal, the whole person is covered by the seal.

Countless fluorescent green awns, like vines, wrap Ye Chen's divine consciousness in them. Ye Chen knows that if he wants to refine the divine seal and let it recognize the Lord, this is the only pass.

Ye Chen has opened the six source runes at the same time, and the eight trigrams heavenly elixir technique is also coming out behind him, giving him a continuous stream of Qi and blood.

Ye Chen is fighting against the clock now. Even if he can't get rid of his divine consciousness, his five senses are all open. The roaring voice of the boundless Tao in his ear has been ringing around him all the time.

The cruel and arrogant voice made his heart unstable for several times, and he wanted to attack them.

All the Confucianist disciples are a group of insidious and cunning villains. They have no room for those who have been away from the world for many years.

Ye Chen can even smell the endless bloody smell.

He heard that long Yitian could not endure some of the roar, endless burning blood force, let him can not help but whisper out a voice, three strong forces, even forced long Yitian to this point.

The more worried Ye Chen is, the countless vines will be cut continuously. His huge evil sword in the shadow of divine knowledge is cutting the green awn that binds him one after another.

Thin sweat has appeared between the forehead.