Chapter 3028: 7-Color Fairy Thunder, the Return of the Dragon Lord

Holy Son Jiuyou had already noticed that Tang Da'er had reached the point of exhaustion, but he still did not dare to rush forward rashly.

A powerful immortal took action.

Tang Da'er was unable to pull away the ancient demon fairy sword. Even if he blocked it with the hilt of the sword, Tang Da'er was still knocked back a certain distance.

A mouthful of blood spat out.

"Big ears."

Countless people looked anxious and their hearts were violently shaken.

His face turned pale.

Disaster is still inevitable.

In the Dragon Palace, no one can stop the attack of the opponent's Linxian Realm powerhouse.

At the Xuanyuan Pavilion headquarters, Mr. Jun and others collectively fell into deathly silence.

There was a sigh in Kunlun Mountain.

"It's time to take action."

"Big Er is a descendant of thousands of ancestors, so nothing can happen to him."

The wind was freezing.

Tang Da'er had already put away the ancient demon fairy sword and took out the Great Tang War Halberd. He stood upright with firm eyes and ordered at the same time, "Nine Halls of the Dragon Palace, the Divine Dragon Legion, prepare to fight."

out on a limb.

The last shopping spree.

It is absolutely impossible for the Eastern evolutionary civilization to surrender.

call out! call out! call out!

The weapons light up.

Every one of the Dragon Palace officers and soldiers looked upon death as if they were home.

Huaxia Xuanyuan Pavilion Headquarters.

Mr. Jun stood up.

The rest of the people also stood up one after another, looking solemn.

There is a bit of desolation in my heart.

This is the only thing they can do.

Pay tribute to these soldiers who protect the earth's evolutionary civilization.

"Even if they all die, the earth's evolved civilization will not be completely destroyed." Mr. Jun's eyes were firm.

The army overwhelmed Kunlun.

Storm is coming.

The Holy Son of Jiuyou is high up, overlooking all living beings.

"You are the only so-called Eastern evolutionary civilization left. Why don't I, the Holy Son, give you a chance." Holy Son Jiuyou said, "Kneel down collectively, destroy your own evolutionary path, then fight each other, and finally survive. Half of the people, I, the Holy Son, will spare your lives.”

"You are dreaming." Qian Yilan pointed her sword at the Holy Son of Jiuyou. Even though she was not strong enough, her identity in the Dragon Palace was at stake. At this moment, Qian Yilan walked out decisively and faced the Holy Son of Jiuyou. "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. "

"Tsk, tsk, okay, I will make an exception. You don't have to kneel down, and you don't have to destroy your own path to evolution." Holy Son Jiuyou looked at Qian Yilan with an evil look in his eyes, "Come here and be my Holy Son. woman.”

As soon as the words fell, the Dragon Palace soldiers became furious one by one.

, glaring at Holy Son Jiuyou angrily.

He wished he could kill the Holy Son of Jiuyou on the spot.

Tang Dal'er held the Tang Dynasty War Halberd tightly, and at the same time, he once again took out the Ancient Demonic Immortal Sword with his other hand.

He wanted to try it.

If it costs your life, can you draw the ancient demon sword again?

This sword will definitely take the life of Holy Son Jiuyou.

Holy Son Jiuyou saw everyone's reactions in his eyes, and he felt even more delighted.

"It seems that you, a woman, have quite a high status." The smile on Jiuyou Holy Son's face became even brighter, "That would be even better, I like it."

Holy Son Jiuyou raised his hand.

A strong wind passed by.

The invisible force of restraint approaches Qian Yilan like lightning...

The Holy Son of Jiuyou was already in the Immortal Realm, and no one present could stop the Holy Son of Jiuyou from suddenly taking action.

At the moment of lightning.

Deep in the Kunlun Mountains, a breath fills the air...

However, at this moment, a seven-color thunder fell from the sky.

With a roar, the wave of restraining power of Holy Son Jiuyou was destroyed.

Too sudden!

Before anyone had time to react, a figure appeared as if teleporting.

Most people can only see a white shadow.

Immediately, an overwhelming force descended on the head of Jiuyou Holy Son.

Holy Son Jiuyou was horrified.

A voice rang in my ear, "You like it?"

boom!

Jiuyou Holy Son's head suffered a heavy blow, and his body suddenly fell, falling heavily to the ground.

The figure in white is faster, passing by like lightning,

He grabbed the Holy Son of Jiuyou who was lying on the ground in a panic, grabbed his throat with one hand, and stood up in the air.

"How dare you disrespect my woman?"

Jiuyou Holy Son's mind was still buzzing.

He is a dignified first-level evolver of Immortal Realm, and Holy Son Jiuyou is confident that no one in this place of exile will be his opponent.

The only threat is Tang Dal'er's demon sword, which can no longer work now.

However, Holy Son Jiuyou truly experienced what it means to have disaster fall from the sky.

He slapped him down to the ground, then lifted him up like a chicken and strangled his throat.

There was nowhere to show his strength, and he was suppressed to death.

Even the many powerful men of the Jiuyou Legion behind him had no time to react, and the Holy Son of Jiuyou was strangled to death.

"Save the Holy Son quickly!"

In an instant, from

The nearest dozen or so Linxian Realm experts rushed out.

The young man in red, with his feet on the red lotus, single-handedly stopped all the dozens of powerful men in the Immortal Realm.

At this time, everyone in the Dragon Palace suddenly reacted.

"Brother Feng!" Tang Daer almost yelled, which made Luo Feng's eardrums hurt.

Luo Feng glanced at him and said, "Keep your voice down."

"See Dragon Lord."

The voices of the generals of the Dragon Palace and the Dragon Legion were so excited that it was deafening.

"You are finally back." Qian Yilan's eyes were sparkling with tears.

"My son, you are finally back." Luo Junchen smiled slightly.

"My grandson is back!" Lan Tianxie was excited.

"Q!"

"Little Lord!"

"Q!"

Tie Mian and others shouted.

…

The appearance of one person caused earth-shaking changes in the entire battlefield in an instant.

At this moment, the Dragon Palace generals seemed to be filled with infinite power, and their momentum was like a rainbow.

With Luo Feng here, they are not afraid of any enemy.

Deep in the Kunlun Mountain, those two breaths have retreated quietly.

"This guy Luo Feng came back just in time."

"Luo Feng is the soul of Eastern Evolutionary Civilization. As long as he stands there, Eastern Evolutionary Civilization will bloom with splendor."

"The young man in red who came back with Luo Feng is so powerful..."

Xuanyuan Pavilion Headquarters.

Mr. Jun's face turned red, his whole body was trembling, and his eyes filled with tears. He kept staring at the figure in white that appeared on the screen.

came back!

"Not only did he come back, he also directly subdued the enemy leader."

"Luo Feng, he is still the familiar Luo Feng."

"No one can bully him or the people around him."

In front of Kunlun Mountain.

Luo Feng reached out and pinched the throat of Holy Son Jiuyou, his eyes extremely cold.

Holy Son Jiuyou felt the breath of death coming.

His eyes showed fear.

boom!

Holy Son Jiuyou was thrown to the ground by Luo Feng again.

The next second, he was grabbed with one hand again.

"Who do you think you are?" Luo Feng ravaged the Holy Son of Jiuyou unscrupulously.

The immortal body of Holy Son Jiuyou was useless in front of Luo Feng, and almost all the bones in his body were broken by the fall.

The screams shook the sky.