Chapter 846 (2/2)
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What made the son of Heavenly Sword more unexpected was that the Dragon rushed at him after smashing his sword!
Damn it!
In this dragon, there is a powerful energy comparable to the vast sea and stars.
Tianjian Shengzi knows that if he is swallowed up by this dragon, I'm afraid Tianjian Shengzi will really be dead.
”Roar...”
The dragon's eyes were very sad and fierce, and his mouth was wide open. He rushed and bit directly at the son of Tianjian.
The son of Heavenly Sword could not be avoided, but he was very unwilling. He roared up to the sky and shouted, ”I'm not willing, I'm not willing! Why? I'm the son of Heavenly Sword sect. I'm extremely noble and cultivate invincible treasure method. How can I be defeated in the hands of such ants and rats?”
”I don't want to be killed! I don't want to die here. Come and save me, ancestor!”
The Heavenly Sword Saint son's eyes were extremely sad and shouted madly.
At the moment, the dragon with its teeth and claws twisted its huge body and pulled strong energy. It would devour the Tianjian son at any time, which made the unwilling Tianjian son panic. Helpless, Tianjian son had to cry and begged the old ancestor to show up and save his life.
”Even if the god Buddha comes, I will kill you today!”
After using part of the profound meaning of the magic formula, the human form condensed by the demon emperor's soul gradually fragmented. His eyes were extremely sad. This was his promise to Su Ling to kill the son of Tianjian anyway, even if it was likely to completely collapse his soul.
”Die!”
The demon emperor shouted, bleeding all over, and the soul was fragmented, close to collapse and annihilation.
The huge dragon seemed to be aware of the anger of the demon emperor and swallowed it directly towards the son of Tianjian.
”Ah ah!”
The son of Heavenly Sword screamed repeatedly and really realized the fear of death.
But almost at this time, a rickety figure of decaying wood, such as withered wood, appeared in front of the son of Tianjian.
”It's time to end this farce. After all, the son of Heavenly Sword is the son of my religion. Your strength alone is not enough to kill the son of my religion.”
The decadent old man, with white hair as long as snow and a haggard face, was as thin as firewood. He saw his dry lips move slightly and said faintly: ”this incomplete invincible method is so unbearable that you can't cultivate it. Ha ha, it's a terrible thing.”
The next moment, the Dragon bit on the old man's body, followed closely, and listened to the ”bang bang” several times. The terrible dragon broke in an instant without hurting the old man.