Chapter 833 Thunder Lord Zilong

"Well, I know, I know you can defeat him, but this place is too close to the gods. If there is no accident, the gods of Xuan Ge will come here at the first time. If the battle drags on for too long, this guy will escape Shengtian, I can't let him go, absolutely not!" Zhu Minglang said to Yan Wanglong.

While saying these words, Zhu Minglang turned his head, glanced at the Zilong who was tightly bound by those iron chains, and saw the shocking wound on its abdomen!

This dog bastard!

Hurt your own dragon in front of your face! !

This kind of thing is absolutely intolerable! !

And he must die!

At the same time, Zhu Minglang couldn't let those powerful beings from Shendu come to interfere. Liushen almost survived at that time, precisely because Xuan Ge calculated that scene.

Thinking about today's fight, Xuan Ge will also have some insights.

But Xuan Ge didn't know his true strength.

Therefore, before Xuan Ge arrives, this dog bastard Zhan Shengzun must be slaughtered!

"White!"

"Kill it!"

Zhu Minglang opened the spiritual domain and summoned the White Dragon of Fengyue Yingchen!

The icy breath is like the most primitive coldness in the universe, the coldness without a trace of life breath, and has experienced the immersion of darkness for hundreds of millions of years...

That coldness descended on this dark chasm, the empty Shenyue hung in the chaos, gradually the moonlight was like a feather, and the Shenyue turned into a bright white dragon with layers of holy and majestic wings !

Fengyue Yingchen White Dragon swoops down, it dances dexterously, the shadow of the moon is fleeting, every time you can see its figure clearly, it is like a still picture, paw prints, tail stings, dives, rotors, ice jumps ...

However, for the War Saint Juhe, this scene was completed in an instant. It only saw the flashes under the moonlight one after another, and only saw the virtual image of the dragon, but all the attacks were real!

The time of Blood Shura Qiu He seems to be static, but the time of Bailong is flowing!

"Creak creak creak!!!!!!"

Sudden,

Blood Shura Juhe's diamond muscles exploded like red-hot ceramics, and Bundes were everywhere.

Jo He didn't even know what happened. In a very short period of time, his whole body suffered the pain of being torn, punctured, fractured, and exploded, and an irresistible cold was ossifying its soul and taking it away. With so much vitality, even the battle flames on his body were extinguished at an extremely fast speed! !

"The mid-level dragon general!!!" Ju He, the Saint of War, felt unbelievable.

It is impossible for a small suzerain to have the powerful and invincible Hades Dragon, and what makes Qiu He unimaginable is that the other party also has such a terrifying existence as the middle dragon general! !

The incarnation of the cultivation base only allows the War Saint Juhe to temporarily possess the strength of a lower-ranked general, but the strength displayed by this white dragon dragon seems to be far beyond his own cultivation, so that the War Saint Qiu He has a feeling of facing the top. , and even face the sense of oppression and powerlessness of a god-level existence! !

The newly ignited blood of Asura God was like the frozen water of a dead river, and the breath of war rage erupting from his whole body was like a flame in the wind in front of the white dragon. He just felt that the world suddenly disappeared, leaving only a pair of cold moon pupils, and these cold pupils were looking directly at the god of death! !

The Pupil of Annihilation! !

The eyes shot out, and the darkness completely disappeared. There was only a touch of cold silver gray in the sky and the earth, and then the undulating and magnificent land disappeared, and the clouds and winds all over the sky turned into a deep and terrifying abyss. Standing between the two Blood Shura Qiuhe, his Shura physique is disintegrating, he kneels under this powerful annihilation force, below is the endless death cave, above is also the boundless purgatory sky, the will of life like a god of war is struggling to support, But it is as fragile as grass in a storm! !

The War Saint Juhe felt the pain, and even more so, the approach of death.

He raised his head and looked up at the Sect Master Zhu whom he despised. The skin on the cheeks of the War Saint Juhe was drying and melting, and the bones of the eye sockets were exposed, and the barely protected pupils were full of fear. , like a stray dog, pitiful and restless...

"Don't...don't...please, please...don't..." Battle Saint Qiu He spat out a few vague words.

The arrogance and arrogance of not long ago have disappeared without a trace. At this moment, he is like two different lives from the previous him. Livestock!

"If you want to die, I will grant it to you!" Zhu Minglang showed no mercy.

"You don't dare...you dare not kill me..." Qiu He saw Zhu Minglang's unshakable killing intent, and said as if he was deceiving himself, "This is Xuange, you are nameless...you are here Provoking the Divine Power of Tianshu..."

"Provocation?? I came here to annihilate divine power!!" Zhu Minglang had a smile on his face, but this smile was as cold as a devil in the eyes of War Saint Juhe!

Annihilate divine right!

It seemed that at such a moment, Zhu Minglang had such a will in his mind!

It's hard to tell whether this purpose is the original intention of being a righteous god, or a kind of demonic heart that every god has, but at least at this time Zhu Minglang spurned the so-called theocracy! ! !

In the eye sockets of the War Saint Juhe, those eyeballs also disappeared under the force of annihilation. This time, he no longer transformed himself into a special golden skeleton, but a real skeleton in this annihilation.

His flesh and blood, no matter whether he has been transformed into a Shura or not, no longer has the slightest breath of life, and has become a lifeless empty shell!

Looking at the Zhan Shengzun who had turned into a skeleton, Zhu Minglang didn't even want to leave the bones for him.

But at this moment, strands of divine light pierced through the surrounding darkness like morning rays, filling the huge gap in darkness, and dispelling all the chaos that could not be penetrated by sight.

Zhu Minglang noticed all this, and took Fengyue Yingchen Bailong back into his spiritual realm, leaving only Yan Wanglong behind.

Yan Wanglong stood under these holy lights, with a bit of anger and rage.

It does not like the sun, but is not afraid of the sun!

The world brightened up again.

On the east side of Zhu Minglang, the mighty army of gods wearing golden armor formed a grand formation, which looked like a golden flat lake at first glance, spectacular and amazing!

This is the divine army separated by Zhu Minglang, holding a hundred thousand chains, when they could see into the dark chasm, what they saw was a real skeleton...

"Is that... Zhan Shengzun, that skeleton..." the commander of the Gosuo God Army said in disbelief.

In the direction of the holy mountain city, there is another army of hundreds of thousands of fierce armored earth dragons. They are also blocked by the chasm. They stand on the edge of the annihilation of the earth, looking at the sinking huge dark canyon, each of them is terrified, and the gods Power makes them, the armies of the Kingdom of God, look a little small!

However, the divine army is still rushing towards these two dark chasms, flowing from the holy mountain, and flying from all directions in the sky.

Not long after, hundreds of thousands of divine soldiers appeared around Zhu Minglang, and the sky above his head was densely covered with divine soldiers. Most of their armors were gold, blue gold, platinum, red gold, and brown gold. A total of four divine armies rushed over, and they were all stationed near the divine capital!

The army of the Kingdom of God is vast, and the golden armor is reflected on the mountains and clouds, turning this place into a golden glow.

"Killing the Holy One is an unforgivable crime!!"

"Killing the Holy One is an unforgivable crime!!"

"Killing the Holy One is an unforgivable crime!!"

The army of the Kingdom of God is in awe of the power of the gods, but this is the capital of the gods of Xuange, shining with the glory of Xuange, behind them is the temple of Xuange, they still march forward bravely! !

At this moment, Zhu Minglang seemed to be in a golden ocean of gods. He stood on top of Yan Wanglong, like an isolated island.

Every army of God has a leader.

Qin Yesterday, Sect Master Qin was standing next to the leader of the Earth Dragon Army, Long Shengjun. His face was full of horror, and he didn't know what words to use to describe this scene!

In a place where the glory of the Xuange Temple can shine directly, in front of hundreds of thousands of Xuange Divine Army, beheaded the Battle Saint Juhe of the Xuange Kingdom? ? ?

Is this young Sovereign Zhu possessed by a demon god? !

What made Qin Yesterday feel outrageous the most was that the Suzerain Zhu had no sense of awe in the face of being surrounded by the army of the Kingdom of God. He calmly walked towards the Zilong who was trapped by the chains, and took out some herbs for This feral purple dragon smears wounds on his abdomen.

The army was still coming at the speed of the tide. The two gaps where Zhu Minglang was located happened to be the sinking area of ​​the earth, and people could clearly see Zhu Minglang's actions.

After treating Zilong's wound, he walked up to Zilong and comforted it gently.

"It's okay, it's okay, they won't hurt you anymore." Zhu Minglang said these words, and put a palm on Zilong's bloody forehead.

The mental imprint was re-established, and some blurred memories also emerged in Zilong's mind.

In fact, these memories have not been wiped out in its heart. Even if it is fighting in the nature full of cruel laws, it still remembers that scene.

It was a gentle hand that lifted itself from the dirty muddy water.

It was the owner of this hand, who patiently tore the beef into shreds, slowly fed it into his own mouth, and then said some words of encouragement to himself...

Zilong remembered more clearly that when he was just a little wild jellyfish, he almost broke his tail in the first battle with all his strength. It was also this kind of cool and sticky herbal medicine that was applied to his wound with his hands.

The warmth and softness of this hand, when it is gently placed on the forehead, no matter how many years have passed, it is so familiar!

"Oh~~~~~~~~"

"You have become a Zilong, Xiaoyejiao." Zhu Minglang smiled. He never thought that the little Xiaoyejiao, who was rejected and discarded at the beginning, has become a Zilong, and... it seems to be Lei Gongzilong.

I almost forgot, Xiao Yejiao already has the blood of Lei Gonglong!