Chapter 361 (1/2)

Outside Beige peak, Li Jiao's huge body had been completely stretched out. A dragon chant swung away, like a heavy thunder. The dark night seemed to be stirred by it, and there seemed to be rolling ripples.

On the side near the beige peak defense line, pieces of land cracked and scattered, and clumps of weeds were directly uprooted and crushed by sound waves in the air.

But this long chant made Lei Zhen, the true king of the five robbers, his blood churn, and he almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.

Even Han Miao, who had been away for decades, stumbled. It was not easy to control the magic weapon under his feet and hurried away.

Before Jiasan fortress, all the monks of Jiujie looked different.

The huge body winding thousands of feet in the distance can be clearly seen even hundreds of miles away, which makes their hearts tight.

Hundreds of miles away, they were shocked by the fierce pressure.

This is infinitely close to the supreme power!

The strength of the barbarians is so strong?

Most of these friars have experienced the last chaotic war. Of course, they recognize what this is, but even so, they have never encountered such a situation.

These sacrificial souls sleep in the sacrificial Dharma altar most of the time and rarely participate in the war. Only when an expert invades the scope of the sacrificial Dharma altar can they occasionally show their greatness, but even if they wake up, they will never turn into their real body, so as not to attract the attention of heaven consciousness.

Such a situation is extremely rare.

Li Jiao was thousands of feet long. Although he was tens of miles away from Xiang Yang, he just swayed his body a few times, and then he came by electric fire.

Below, the golden light still did not disperse, but the crash sound was much lighter, replaced by a dull 'puff' sound.

Under the cover of so many gold blades, the virtual shadow of the dragon has disappeared, but the temptation that makes it tremble is getting stronger and stronger.

Li Jiao's huge head, like a small hill, swung for a moment, and his crocodile like mouth opened slightly, revealing a strange smile. Then he rushed straight down. Before leaving, he didn't forget to swing his tail.

Not far away, there * s a little bug in it.

Just breathing, the sacrificial soul left the altar. The huge body just flashed a few times and then came a few miles in front of him. Before Lei Zhenzhen returned to God, he saw a golden dragon tail virtual shadow roaring.

He drove the boat back quickly. His Dharma boat used the law of thunder and was very fast, but even so, it was still unavoidable. After a crisp explosion, the Dharma boat was like a dead leaf and smashed.

Lei Zhen's heart trembled. Fortunately, he saw that the opportunity was wrong and had already carried the way of emptiness and reality. The whole person was torn apart by the shadow of the dragon's tail, but it condensed in the distance a moment later.

But even so, he was still pale and endured for a long time. A mouthful of red blood gushed out, and the whole person was depressed.

Just such a casual blow, even the way of emptiness and reality could not be completely resisted, and still hurt the source.