Chapter 947 Broken Wing

Yan Wanglong rushed out of the spiritual domain, and its primary target was the Yanfeng Dragon God.

However, between Yanfeng Dragon God and it, there is still a centipede sword claw formation composed of members of the Earth Sword Sect, and the Lianjin Black Dragon is deeply trapped in the siege of those demigod-level sword masters.

Yan Wanglong flew over with the sickle wings of death, all the skylight was instantly covered by its huge body, and the surroundings were pitch black. Yan Wanglong's body tilted slightly in mid-air, and suddenly the sickle wings behind him became extremely magnificent, as if standing upright. !

"Shua!!!!!!"

The scythe Death God Wing slashed down vigorously, the Wushi land and the Wushi mountain slope split into two in an instant, and the centipede formation composed of thousands of sword masters from the Earth Sect was also torn apart under the wings of the sickle, six or seven hundred The members of the local sect either had their arms cut open, or the great sword in their hands fell off. The bright red blood bloomed like a red lotus in the crowd, and groups of king-level powerhouses, demigods, and quasi-gods fell on the ground. In this blood pool of flowers, there was constant wailing.

The Ember Black Dragon was knocked down to the ground not long ago, it got up out of embarrassment, and roared wildly towards the surroundings, but when it looked around, all the sword masters around it were eliminated, which made its roar look a bit embarrassing .

The chubby claw scratched its head, and the Lianchen Black Dragon roared again, and rushed towards another group of sword masters. Unexpectedly, Yan Wanglong's body tilted again in mid-air, and its left wing was terrifying at this time. The slashed down! !

"Shua!!!!!!"

You can only see the huge sickle shadow as big as the sky and the earth passing by in the blink of an eye, followed by blood splashes, and the embers black dragon arrived in front of the group of sword masters, and the group of sword masters all fell down again, with their arms broken. The legs are all over the floor...

The chubby claw scratched its head again, and the Lianjin Black Dragon helplessly stepped over this group of vulnerable sword masters, and stared at a sword master god child level person.

Seeing such a brave Yan Wanglong, the members of the Earth Sword Sect were so frightened that the entire formation almost broke up. They retreated one after another, and retreated to the position where Yanfeng Dragon God could protect them.

Yanfeng Dragon God has already arrived at the foot of Wushi Mountain. Although half of its body is rooted in the soil, it can move long distances by burrowing into the ground, and as long as it appears, the soil will be covered by it immediately. Affected by the breath of the flame maple, the soil became extremely hot, and underground magma would overflow from the cracks in the ground from time to time, and if it stayed longer, it would even turn the surrounding area into a molten pool!

At this time, the surroundings of Yanfeng Dragon God had turned into a fiery pool of flames. Its body was bent backwards, and it continuously conveyed the scorching hot breath of molten earth to its neck through the roots of its body. The heart was tempered to a higher temperature state, and as its neck swelled like a snake, the Yanfeng Dragon God suddenly spewed out a terrifying river of flames into the heaven and earth! ! !

Rolling lava accompanied by violent maple fire,

A majestic and destructive river of flames rowed from the earth to the sky, rushing to the horizon, it was extremely shocking!

The breath of Yanhe was obviously aimed at Yan Wanglong, and Yan Wanglong was still flexible, its body fell sharply in mid-air, its wings brushed against the Yanhe, and the tip of the death scythe wing was stained with maple fire, but it was very fast. It was soon wiped out by Yan Wanglong with the breath of evil spirits.

"Aww!!!!!!!!!"

The dragon's heart swelled again, and the Yanfeng Dragon God once again spewed out a terrifying river of flames towards Yan Wanglong.

"Aww!!!!!!!"

The second Yan River surged again, and rushed up to the sky obliquely. Before the Yan River completely rolled over, the third Yan River spewed out again. It was parallel to the earth, rolling in the low altitude, and the liquid of magma The drops fell on the ground and instantly formed a vigorous burning fire...

Soon the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh streams of flames spewed out from the mouth of Yanfeng Dragon God respectively, and this narrow world seemed to be filled up by streams of streams of streams of flames. Whether it's the rain of flames falling from the clouds, the raging flames in mid-air, or the blazing river of magma on the ground, all of these have turned Wushi Mountain, a small world at the end of the gods, into a fiery hell, red and scorching hot. , full of burnt smell!

Yan Wanglong was forced to retreat.

It wanted to rush through the scorching river several times, and the high-temperature dragon heart flames made its dragon scales burn.

In desperation, Yan Wanglong could only fly into the position where Nuwalong was.

The ground under Nuwalong's body presents a blue totem, and the area covered by the totem is not affected by any flames.

Nuwalong aroused the heavy sand in the sky and wanted to extinguish the flames of the dragon's heart, but Chu Chengying, the master of the martial arts robe, kept obstructing Nuwalong's spellcasting, forcing Nuwalong to concentrate on his swordsmanship.

"Nah." Nuwalong glanced at Yan Wanglong and signaled Yan Wanglong to block the suzerain Chu Chengying.

Yan Wanglong is enjoying the cool of Nuwalong, so naturally it will not do nothing. It raised the Yan Wanglong horn, and slammed into Chu Chengying with the huge brute force of the dragon's body, and Chu Chengying inserted the sword into the ground. In it, a sword of a mountain was evoked to resist the menacing Yan Wanglong.

Yan Wanglong's horns are extremely hard and strong. The mountain peak made of black stones was directly smashed into powder by Yan Wanglong, and Chu Chengying was also sent flying several miles away by Yan Wanglong's horns...

As soon as Chu Chengying was blasted away, Nuwalong immediately cast the Yanzang magic.

It softly waved its hands in the air, and brown sky veils appeared one after another in the fiery red sky. Covered by the brown sky veils, the hot breath cooled rapidly under the cover of the sky veils. The Yan Chuan that was torn apart and dripping with bright red blood seemed to be healed and healed. The Yan Chuan was extinguished, and the sky returned to its original appearance, which completely faded away the fiery purgatory.

However, Yanfeng Dragon God is a god-level existence after all. Nuwalong just broke its Yanchuan breath, it immediately drilled into the ground, and then broke out of the ground without any precautions from Yan Wanglong!

It was still the terrifying saw ridge, and while the Dragon God Yanfeng rushed out from the ground, he once again turned into a fiery red dragon saw and saw down towards the Hades Dragon.

Yan Wanglong reacted fairly quickly, and immediately closed the death sickle wings forward, using the sickle wings as a sickle shield, blocking Yanfeng Dragon God's jigsaw!

"Keng Chi~~~~~~~~~~~"

Whether it is the sawed ridge scale of the Yanfeng Dragon God or the death wing scales of Yan Wanglong, they are extremely tough. However, Yan Wanglong has not reached the level of a god master after all, and it can be seen that its death wing has been sawn open with a lengthy wound , the scales were broken, the blood overflowed, and the wing bones were exposed!

Yan Wanglong slid backwards, Yanfeng Dragon God's body was extremely domineering, trying to saw off the death wings of Yan Wanglong directly, and wanted to saw off its giant dragon body as well!

"Kuhou!!!!!!!"

Yan Wanglong suddenly burst out the flames of the nether world, rolling towards Yanfeng Dragon God.

Yanfeng Dragon God seemed to have decided to kill, and he still saw down despite the ghostly flames. The scales on its back saw the Death Wing of Hades Dragon along with the wriggling of its skin, sawing to the skeleton of Death Wing!

"coffee!"

With a horrifying sound, Yan Wanglong's wings were sawed off, and the sickle bone and wing joints fell off completely.

Fortunately, Yan Wanglong was ready to let go of its wings. When the wings were sawed off, it also rolled over, avoiding the following Yanlong sawing!

"Roar!!!!!!!!"

The whole body of Yan Wanglong is covered with Netherfire. Under the blood of the giant dragon's body, no matter how serious the injury is, it will not weaken its high-spirited fighting spirit. Its Netherfire is getting stronger and stronger, and finally turned into a mouthful of Nether Dragon Flame , spit on the body of Yanfeng Dragon God head-on!

In order to kill Yan Wanglong, Yanfeng Dragon God put himself in a very aggressive position, and Yan Wanglong, who had given up the death god's wings, just sprayed a close-range Nether Dragon Flame!

The Nether Dragon Flames exploded and burned on the body of Yanfeng Dragon God, bringing burning pain to Yanfeng Dragon God's soul!

The Yanfeng Dragon God twisted its body and slapped the ground indiscriminately, smashing the surrounding ground into pieces. It wanted to pounce on the Yan Wanglong again, wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, and wanted to kill the Yan Wanglong, but the fire of the netherworld was burning. It is its dragon soul, if it stays any longer, its soul will be burned!

As a last resort, Yanfeng Dragon God once again got under the soil and escaped from the Nether Dragon Flame area of ​​Yan Wanglong.

This time, Yanfeng Dragon God didn't come out immediately, obviously it also needs to use the earth soil to adjust its breathing for a while, so as to extinguish the fire of the netherworld.

Blood gushed out from Yan Wanglong's broken wing, and the blood flowed to its back.

But its pair of ghost fire pupils are still staring at the ground, as if looking for the position of Yanfeng Dragon God.

The continuous battles, and this time the wing was broken, actually made Yan Wanglong look a little tired.

Only, unless it dies.

Yan Wanglong's fighting spirit will never be extinguished. Its pair of ghost fire pupils seemed to have sensed the slightest strangeness in the soil, and suddenly raised its head slightly, and spit out the first gasp at a slightly reddish soil from a distance of four or five miles. Two Nether Dragon Flames! !

The Nether Dragon Flame is dark blue, with dark characteristics, and has some attributes of corrosive life. The forest full of ebony was instantly reduced to ashes, and the Yanfeng Dragon God was obviously going to come out from there. After scratching his head and neck, he was immediately scared back by the Nether Dragon Flame, like a gopher!

Without Yanfeng Dragon God, the sword masters of the local sect were completely defeated by Lei Gong Zilong, Tianshalong, and Cangluan Qinghuanglong one after another, and they were already on the verge of retreating.

However, Zhu Minglang felt bad when he saw Yan Wanglong, who was seriously injured and still intimidating Yanfeng Dragon God in the battlefield.

Both Nuwalong and Yan Wanglong are god generals. Even though they are talented and have excellent bloodlines, it is indeed too reluctant to deal with the existence of the two major gods...

"Xiao Lang, come here!"

At this moment, Zhu Tianguan's voice finally came from the ancient village.

Zhu Minglang was very happy.

Hold on a little longer, Yama Dragon!

Immediately cut off the root of Yanfeng Dragon God for you! !