One Thousand Seven Hundred Sixty-Seven: Suppression of the Dragon
Dragon City kept shaking, and all kinds of buildings fell down in pieces.
Cracks appeared on the ground, and streams of dragon flames shot out directly.
"what happened."
"Help!"
None of the Xuejian Palace disciples and members of Liu Lao's team went far. They originally wanted to ambush Xiao Chen and wait and see what happened.
However, due to the sudden situation, many people were directly sprayed by Longyan and turned into ashes on the spot.
"Damn! How could this happen."
Huang Puqi cursed angrily, soared into the air, and the building under his feet immediately collapsed, and then a stream of dragon flames shot out from the ground.
He was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his back was sweating coldly. If he slowed down a step, he would die immediately.
Before he could catch his breath, the ground shook again, and several streams of dragon flames shot out at the same time.
Whoosh!
Huang Puqi drew his sword out of its scabbard, the chill shot all over the place, barely avoiding it.
Looking around, I saw flames in Longcheng, and terrifying roars came from the ground.
The terrifying dragon power permeates the city, and inexplicable fear spreads in the heart.
Huang Puqi didn't care too much, and just pulled away and ran wildly.
This place can't stay any longer, if he stays here, Huang Puqi may be buried here.
The complete Dragon City, at this moment, collapsed in half in an instant.
The flames were raging, spreading across the city, and everyone was running for their lives, not daring to stay for a moment.
On the square, Xiao Chen and Zhen Yuan's expressions all changed.
I saw the green dragon totem shaking in the blood formation, which looked like it was about to fall down at any time.
Xiao Chen said in a deep voice: "Speed, you move faster."
Zhenyuan didn't dare to be careless, his expression was extremely dignified, he held the dragon scale in one hand, and formed a seal with the other.
Mouth words,
It turned out to be a Buddhist mantra.
As the handprints changed, jet-black Buddha lights emanated from his body, and a black Buddha shadow with an expressionless face appeared behind him.
He shouted angrily, and a black swastika Buddha seal shot out from between his eyebrows.
The swastika Buddha seal is constantly rotating, and the fire of the virtual god on the totem is constantly shaking, overflowing with traces of black breath.
An evil aura permeated all directions, and Xiao Chen suddenly felt heart palpitations, which affected both his body and mind.
Wow!
With a bang, black smoke continued to rise from the small False God Fire.
A moment later, thick black smoke filled the square, and the terrifying evil spirit made people suffocate.
Xiao Chen was shocked in his heart, never expected that there are so many demonic natures hidden in the Fire of the False God.
Even if so much magic is overflowing, there is still no intention of severing it.
Feeling the increasing pressure, Xiao Chen had to sit cross-legged and stick to his heart so as not to be disturbed.
At the top of the square, a pair of blood-colored eyes appeared in the black smoke, staring coldly at Zhenyuan.
Xiao Chen stared at it, and in the shadows, a black dragon's body loomed.
It's a black dragon!
Xiao Chen was startled, there was an evil black dragon suppressing under the dragon city.
What kind of existence, it is not enough to need a dragon city to suppress it, but also a false god to suppress it with divine fire.
Thinking about it makes people shudder.
Zhenyuan grinned and sneered: "Take it!"
The huge Buddha shadow behind him, with his hands in mudra and the swastika Buddha heart between his brows, began to forcibly pull the black smoke over.
This man is really crazy, and his sword is swaying.
He actually wants to suppress and refine this demonic nature for his own use. I don't know if he is crazy or has a lot of courage.
"Little bald donkey, you can't control yourself."
A terrible roar resounded in the air, and the black smoke turned into a dragon shadow, rushing fiercely towards Zhenyuan.
Rumble!
With one pounce, all the sorrows flew out from the floor of the square. Powerful storms spread in all directions, forming waves of black storms, sweeping in all directions.
"You are nothing more than a lingering thought, and you can't do anything to me."
Zhenyuan sneered in 'Lu', stretched out his hand to slap, and the giant hand of the Buddha's shadow fell down hard behind him.
The black dragon shadow was directly broken up and turned into wisps of slender black smoke, which was quickly sucked in by the swastika Buddha seal on the center of his eyebrows.
ah!
The moment the black smoke was inhaled, black lines appeared on Zhenyuan's face, and he fell into madness.
Although it was just a wisp of the evil dragon's remnants, the demon nature contained in it was astonishingly huge, which made Zhenyuan's aura keep growing.
On the bald head, the black hair grew wildly like weeds.
Xiao Chen just glanced at it, and felt startled, what is the origin of the magic dragon sealed underneath.
Turning his gaze, Xiao Chen was pleasantly surprised to find that he was constantly inhaling magic energy along with Zhenyuan.
The black fire of the False God on the totem is becoming clearer little by little, and the flames are swaying and purer.
Above the dragon city, the roar that kept reverberating became more violent.
However, compared with the initial furious roar, Long Xiao at this moment is more like a roar of unwillingness.
Let people listen to it, and feel even more terrifying.
Dragon City was completely destroyed, completely turned into ruins, bathed in a sea of flames.
"Hahahaha, I succeeded, I succeeded, I succeeded!"
Zhenyuan couldn't stop laughing wildly, looking like a maniac, with black hair dancing wildly on his forehead.
His image has changed drastically, and the tough and upright temperament he once remembered has disappeared. The long hair danced wildly, and the eyebrows and eyes were full of monsters.
The aura on his body was even more frightening and astonishing. Xiao Chen felt that he was about to break through Xingjun at any time.
Turning his eyes, Zhenyuan stared at Xiao Chen, and grinned: "Xiao Chen, thank you for your dragon scales, you can go now."
After the words fell, there was a burst of wild laughter, and his figure suddenly jumped, towards the Fire of the False God on the totem, and grabbed it fiercely.
He never thought about leaving the Fire of False God to Xiao Chen.
But Xiao Chen moved slightly, with a sneer on his face, watching his movements coldly.
boom!
The fire of the False God, which has completely receded from its demonic nature, suddenly emitted a burst of divine power, shaking Zhenyuan away violently.
The Fire of False God burst into Xiao Chen's eyebrows with a swoosh.
Between its brows, a flame symbol is formed.
Xiao Chen suddenly felt that endless energy filled his body.
In the depths of the sea of consciousness, the spiritual power grows infinitely, as if there is no end to it.
"Junior, thank you for saving me from the pain."
Before he could sense this energy, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind, which was the master of the False God.
Xiao Chen didn't dare to be surprised by this, the False God's Fire, who had broken free from the shackles, would choose himself, the authentic descendant of the Azure Dragon.
It's still Zhenyuan who escaped into the devil's way, a rebellious son of Buddhism.
Don't even think about it, it must be yourself.
"Damn. How could this happen."
Standing on a boulder outside the square, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zhenyuan's mouth, which was unexpected.
"God help me, life and death are at stake, I didn't expect to meet the descendants of the Azure Dragon. Junior, you don't need to talk, just do as I do. Hurry up and drive the Azure Dragon Totem into the ground, and block the formation, so that you can barely suppress the Black Dragon King born."
Xiao Chen was taken aback: "The magic nature has been absorbed, but the Black Dragon King can still come out."
"The seal has long been broken. Even if the totem is driven into the ground, it will only trap him for another hundred years. After a hundred years, the Black Dragon King will definitely appear again."
Xiao Chen didn't have time to think too much, and with a flash, he passed through the blood formation and landed on the blue dragon totem.
"Xiao Chen, I want your life!"
As soon as he landed, he saw Zhenyuan with a ferocious face, holding a knife, descending from the sky.
It was Maya's breaking sword that was cast, and the third move was to go to hell.
Seeing that the eighteen layers of hell overlap with the space, there are thousands of ghosts added to the body, and they are slashed out with one knife. The terrifying knife light seemed to come out from the depths of hell.
Whoooo!
All directions were filled with the howls of evil spirits. At this moment, hell and the world overlapped.
"court death!"
There was a cold snort in his mind, and a ray of divine light shot out from the imprint of flames between his eyebrows.
All the evil spirits, the fire burned, the burned ones screamed, and all the visions were burned up.
After Zhenyuan landed, he was covered in flames and rolled painfully on the ground.
His face was constantly changing, black and white for a while, he looked neither human nor ghost, completely plunged into madness, extremely pitiful.
There are no shortcuts in swordsmanship and martial arts.
Since Zhenyuan has embarked on this path, all the consequences are self-inflicted, and there is no need to be pitiful.
"Quickly, bury the Azure Dragon Totem in the ground."
Boom, boom, at this moment, the ground rolled like waves.
There is something that seems to pop out at any time.
Xiao Chen exhausted all his strength and slapped the green dragon totem with his palm.
I only feel the power of true energy, and the spiritual power in the sea of consciousness, which has been absorbed by the totem crazily.
Under his push, the Azure Dragon Totem sank into the ground bit by bit. --30245+dsuaahhh+24198949-->