Two Thousand Four Hundred and Thirty-Three, Live and Die Together

【The latest chapter of Dragon King Legend】

"Don't worry, now is not the time for you to worry, someone is more anxious than you."

"ah?"

Wang Yun looked in the direction of Yuanzhen's finger, it was the altar where the Ninth Prince Wang Yan was, and doubts flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe, don't look at it, just hide first."

Yuan Zhen pulled the hood, hid his face deeper, turned and said.

"Mr. Yuan, tell me, where is the ninth altar?"

Wang Yun withdrew his gaze, turned his gaze to Yuanzhen, and said eagerly, with crazy eyes flashing in his eyes.

At no point did he feel that he was so close to the crown prince.

From childhood to adulthood, among the many princes, he has always been a joke. Suffering all kinds of bullying, swallowing his anger, forcing a smile and living to this day.

If he could become the crown prince, Wang Yun clenched his right fist tightly, and a rush of blood was rushing.

Yuanzhen glanced at Wang Yun's expression, and smiled slightly: "Yes, I like your current state very much, but now is really not the time to tell you. Hide with me first, the degree of damage in the upcoming battle will More than you can imagine."

"War?"

Wang Yun looked a little dazed, the eldest brother is so strong now, who would dare to fight against him.

It's quite helpless to have such an idiot at the booth.

Sighing in his heart, Yuanzhen briefly explained: "A tree is more beautiful than a forest, and the wind is better than destroying it. Your brothers, after waking up, will definitely understand a truth. The only way to kill them together is to destroy your elder brother's altar. There is only such a slight chance. Didn't you see that your eldest brother's disciples are guarding around the altar without daring to move?"

Wang Yun swept his eyes, and it was true.

The masters of the Blood Martial Dynasty, as well as the six-veined emperor Zuo Yu, looked relaxed. But he didn't relax at all, he looked around vigilantly, his defense was airtight, and he didn't show any flaws.

Thinking of the great battle that Yuan Zhen said, Wang Yun dared to panic for a moment, if it was true what he said.

Just because the eighth brother and the thirteenth brother join forces, those outrageously powerful disciples,

Not counting the followers of other princes.

What kind of destructive power it will cause is completely unimaginable.

Wang Yun woke up with a start and said loudly: "Let's go, let's go quickly."

"Don't move around, come with me."

Yuan Zhen shook his head slightly, leading the way, leading the group of disciples and the fourth prince to escape quickly.

The turmoil in the core area intensified, and another altar Longyuan's eldest prince was absorbed. It's so strong that it's unreasonable. Just a look makes people feel terrified.

At this moment, apart from Wang Fei's altar, there are only three altars left.

They were the eleventh prince, the ninth prince Wang Yan, and the sixth prince Wang Ming. The other altars were either destroyed or abandoned.

On the altar where the Eleventh Prince was, Lin Feng, the God of Death, and Chu Feng, the Hunyuan Palace, both looked rather ugly.

"Should we keep it, or abandon it?"

The eleventh prince looked at the two of them and said, his heart was wavering and he was still struggling.

Chu Feng pondered and said: "Don't worry, his sword will definitely attack the Ninth Prince Wang Yan, Your Highness, hurry up and refine the Yanhuang Sword. Only by perfectly integrating your own way, can you have a little chance to compete with him."

Lin Feng glanced around, and said calmly: "There are still many variables. I think the eighth prince and the thirteenth prince seem to be unable to bear it."

"That's right, the starling and the thirteenth brother will definitely not sit back and watch the eldest brother continue to be strong!"

The Eleventh Prince has made up his mind and is not entangled anymore, so he sacrifices to refine the Yanhuang Sword.

How big a crisis is means how big an opportunity is, and the Eleventh Prince doesn't want to give up just yet.

In the raging holy fire.

Wang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the eldest prince Wang Fei, the shock in his heart still persisted.

Too fast, really too fast.

There was not much time for people to react, the eldest prince Wang Fei destroyed the four altars with overwhelming momentum, and at this moment he was so strong that it was unbearable to look directly at.

The domineering arrogance of Wang Dao made Wang Fei's heart swell to almost twisted, crazy and strong.

He is ruthless and decisive.

After getting rid of the two confidantes and the two princes who were at the bottom of the strength, no one can compete with them at this moment.

"Ninth Prince, fate is in chaos. I can fully see the situation of all parties. The number of destiny is chaotic."

Tiance Scholar frowned. At the critical moment, his fate failed, which made him blame himself a little: "However, His Highness's destiny is that yin and yang are in conflict, fate is mutually restraining, good or bad is uncertain...I suggest that Your Highness, stay away from it for the time being."

"Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish!"

Amid wild laughter, Wang Fei, who had just absorbed Longyuan after refining, glanced away and landed on Wang Yan.

As expected by others, the target of his sword is the Ninth Prince Wang Yan!

"Xiao Chen, how dare you take my sword!"

Seeing Xiao Chen on the altar, the killing intent suppressed in Wang Fei's heart for a long time finally broke out unscrupulously.

There is no nonsense, the sword is raised in hand, the foundation of a dynasty of more than 100,000 years. It turned into a sky-lifting sword light, like a sharp blade piercing the sky, and fell straight towards the altar where Wang Yan was.

This is already comparable to the peak blow of the Seven Meridian Emperor, and even more terrifying.

The most important thing is the ancient mausoleum of the Emperor Yan deep in the depths, even if it is the real emperor of the seven veins or the emperor of the eight veins, it is difficult to achieve such a prestige.

The unparalleled sword glow far surpassed the previous four swords.

This sword is not only the majestic sword light of the emperor, but also the body of the dynasty that has experienced wind and frost in the long river of time.

The power of the sword makes this vast and boundless core area seem extremely small.

Is it Shou? or back? Only in Wang Yan's mind.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes and let the strong wind caused by the sword power blow his clothes and shake his long hair.

For Wang Fei's sword, he was asked to pick it up by name, but Xiao Chen couldn't decide whether to pick it up or not.

It was not a question of whether he could catch it, but if Wang Yan chose to retreat, the sword would be meaningless to catch.

"This king has never betrayed anyone in his life, and since the kings have never betrayed me, I will definitely never betray you. Please help me catch a sword, and we will live and die together!"

Wang Yan's calm words, intimidated by the mighty sword power, were faintly discernible. But it was like tar, which ignited the blood in the hearts of Qin Zhuolin, Tiance Scholar and others. Facing this shocking sword, they no longer had the slightest intention of shrinking back.

war!

"My name is Xiao Suo, and now I hold the flag with a body of flesh and blood, allowing me to be wounded for the rest of my life. Scarlet Blood King, please grant me an undefeated fighting spirit!"

Half life ups and downs, ups and downs; half life invincible, rampant. Xiao Suo let out a loud shout, letting his own vitality burn unceasingly, and the bloody battle flag fluttered in the wind.

Inherited from the undefeated fighting spirit of the Scarlet Blood King, it transcends time and space, and breaks the barriers of time and space from the distant past. It turned into a round of bloody sun, lighting up one side, forcing back the sun-like brilliance of Wang Fei's dynasty.

"The sun is like the sky, and the real fire will never go out!"

The Hao armor of the Golden Crow Empire did not change its face, and it turned into a sun and burned like tar itself.

His eyes were golden, his blood was fully activated, and a golden crow immediately circled around the altar.

"The sun is the sky, and the earth is the dragon!"

Qin Zhuolin used his dragon-seeking skills to the extreme, pointing to the sky with one hand and pointing to the ground with the other.

The point of this finger happened to be the bloody sun transformed by that round of undefeated fighting spirit, and immediately became this small altar. Under the sword derived from the foundation of the 100,000-year dynasty, the sky was forcibly propped up.

His other finger pointed to the ground, painted the ground as a dragon, and summoned a shadow of dragon veins, which flew straight up with the radiant golden crow.

"Heaven and earth righteousness, sun, moon and galaxy!"

Scholar Tiance didn't care too much, he folded the fan in his hand and slowly unfolded it. Borrow the sun, moon and galaxy to evolve your aura of grandeur, and bless this side of the world.

Except for Xiao Chen, Wu Meng and the others on the altar tried their best, even at the expense of their vitality.

Come to resist, to resist the invincible sword derived from the foundation of the 100,000-year dynasty.

"kill!"

Xiao Suo took the lead, holding the blood-colored battle flag, facing the radiant sword light, and rushed over.

It looks like a mantis is acting like a chariot, and the actions of life and death make the princes outside the palace unable to bear to watch.

clang!

The moment the red blood battle flag touched the sword light, Xiao Suo spat out a mouthful of blood, and there were a few cracks in the right hand holding the battle flag.

That incomparable sword light was unexpectedly blocked for a moment by his invincible fighting spirit.

The four directions are terrified, this scene is really unbelievable.

Even the eighth prince and the thirteenth prince didn't dare to take the sword, but it was blocked by one of the ninth prince's servants.

"Brother Xiao, I'll help you!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Seeing that the crack on Xiao Suo's arm was about to spread to the whole body, five figures soared into the air at the same time.

Qin Zhuolin condenses all the general trends of the world that he can connect on himself. Turned into a dragon shadow, and the Golden Crow transformed into Haokai, one left and one right, attacked the sword glow derived from the dynasty.

Click click click!

Under the completely disbelieving gaze, there were actually a few cracks in that sword glow, showing the potential to collapse.

The eldest prince's face changed wildly, how could this happen!

The kingly way he practiced cannot tolerate such a failure. Once the kingly way fails, it will hurt the origin of the way.

But just when he was about to strike again, he suddenly felt a chill.

Looking along the chill, Xiao Chen opened his eyes on the altar at some point.

Behind him condensed a cyan dragon shadow, reaching heaven and earth, containing the power of a pure king and dragon.