Chapter 1939 (1/2)

During the flight of the rest of the undergraduates, they swallowed the seashells and flew high, put a line of white light outside, and successively included the demon king's body.

Many great scholars looked greedy. Each demon king's body was a treasure. They could exchange a new imperial treasure from the holy yard. These demon kings basically had blood, Lake shells and even river shells. There must be many treasures in them.

Xiao yetian hesitated for a long time, stepped on the green clouds and flew forward. Then he looked at Bingtong and said, ”brother Bingtong, can you tell me what happened before I leave?”

Bing Tong sighed and said, ”I really don't want to recall. It has become a sad past for our Bing family.”

Many great scholars secretly laugh, and the ice family has become so sad about spring and autumn.

Bingtong continues: ”At first, a hundred demon kings besieged Fang Yun, then king binggu took a hundred demon kings, and then Fang Yun called ten demon kings and King zhenhailong. By the way, there were three big demon kings, but they were killed by the power of the ice emperor palace as soon as they appeared. Fang Yun didn't know what means he used to order the ten demon kings and King zhenhailong to attack the ice demon king, and finally Fang Yun reaped profits. That's it It's so simple. ”

”Then why is it so warm here?” asked Xiao yetian.

Bing Tongdao: ”Fang Yun wrote three snow poems in succession, inspired by the three holy pages and three holy blood, and blended with the power of heaven and earth in the ice emperor palace. Finally, he wrote a song” spring thunder ”, which absorbed the cold of wind and snow, turned into thunder, and God punished the demons.”

Many university students were breathing and staring. If they hadn't taken their identity into account, they wouldn't know how many market slangs to express surprise.

”There were two corpses before, which seemed to be the ancestral gods and died in the hands of Fang Xusheng?” Xiao yetian was a little unwilling.

Bing Tong nodded.

”There is no corpse of the sea dragon king here, only some traces of the dragon family, not even the real dragon's flesh and blood and broken scales. He probably ran away?” asked Xiao yetian.

Bing Tong showed a strange color and said, ”if you want to run, you didn't run away. The real dragon's flesh and blood on the ground and the blood stained soil were taken away by Fang. After all, even a little broken scales of the real dragon are worth more than Jinshi Wenbao.”

Xiao yetian was stunned in situ, with a face of disbelief.

After other scholars were shocked, they were helpless and looked around, but they found that they had no chance to pick up the leak, and the swallowed seashells were collected clean. However, several university scholars were unwilling and were still secretly looking at it. After all, it was a real dragon, and any drop of blood had a great effect. The real dragon blood of the Zhenhai Dragon King was fed to the snake aquarium, and its effect was almost the same as that of ordinary holy blood.

Xiao yetian continued to ask, ”the dragon family has a dragon soul tree. Why can Fang Yun kill him? You should be wrong. Although its body was taken away by Fang Yun, the soul should have escaped.”

Bing Tong looked at Xiao yetian with disdain and said, ”don't forget that this is the land of ancient demons. There is the power of the ancestral slaughterhouse. Fang Yun uses the power of the slaughterhouse to seize the soul. The Dragon King of Zhenhai is dead and can't die anymore. Now, I'm afraid the West Sea is moaning for 100000 miles...”

In the distant Shengyuan continent, the whole west sea is covered by boiling blood clouds.

Blood light poured down from the blood cloud and dyed the sea.

”Who killed my real dragon!” the pathetic roar filled the whole Shengyuan continent.

Millions of miles of the sea roared into the sky, the wind howled, thousands of islands sank, countless floating bodies, thousands of fish scrambled to jump out of the water and died one after another.

They will be buried for the real dragon.

A streamer of light flew out of the holy courtyard. The true version of the Holy Scripture SHUI JING ZHU flew directly to the west coast of Shengyuan continent. It fell into stone, piled up layer by layer and rising continuously. In an instant, there was a dam covering hundreds of thousands of miles of coastline, up to tens of thousands of feet, blocking out the sky and the sun.