The First Thousand and Forty-One Chapters Run Away

hold head high!

A resounding dragon chant resounded between the heavens and the earth, but the dragon chant was mixed with the breath of panic, death, and pain.

The falling purple air turned into purple flames, which burned everything and could not be extinguished. The flames shone in all directions, feeling the inextinguishable flames, and the powerful people who appeared in all directions retreated one after another.

The fire of luck will burn if touched.

Luck is luck, and it can also be grasped and turned into bad luck. Any strong man who can appear in the four directions, in addition to his own talent, has luck added to him, and has just come to this situation step by step.

It is precisely because of his strength that he understands the horror of luck better.

Once luck turns into bad luck, it will be bad luck.

Can't afford to provoke.

All the supreme powerhouses have deep eyes, standing on the horizon, without the slightest cause and effect, quietly looking at the burning small world of the Huanlong Clan.

In the cracked small world of the Huanlong family, it is like a huge volcano puffing out purple flames. The purple flames hang down from the nine heavens and connect to the earth. Countless people are mourning, some people are burning and their heads are terrified. Burning himself to ashes.

Under the fire of luck, no one dared to take action to save Huanlong's family. If he did so, he would be affected by karma, and if he did not do it, he would be in bad luck.

The Huanlong clan seized luck ten thousand years ago, and was attacked by all the tribes of the royal court. They thought they had been honest for ten thousand years, but they didn't expect to do such tricks behind their backs.

It's a pity that this time I encountered a hard stubble.

The Daxia tribe was more decisive and ruthless than Daqi's ten thousand years ago. They directly used their luck and came to a dead end.

Luck is the foundation of a family, especially for a group that can stand on its own, once the luck is exhausted, there is a danger of death and family extinction.

This time, Bianhuang Daxia used the taboo of luck to the extreme, and the explosion was hearty.

"You really want to fight against me, Da Yin."

King Xing stood tall in the sky in the distance, with a circle of purple light overflowing from his body, protecting him from the purple flames outside, but the protection was just that, the fire of luck was too great, and he didn't dare to go deep into it.

"Since your Great Yin punishment is not correct, I, Da Xia, will do it for you today.

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"If you have the courage, you can come in."

In the sea of ​​purple air, Xia Tuo stood high in the sky, overlooking the four directions. He bet that the punishment king would not make a move.

The fire of luck, who dares?

"you!"

The next moment, the sky and the earth were suddenly illuminated by purple light, and a stream of purple lightning was generated from nine heavens and ten earths. The lower half of the purple thunder turned into blood, and life and death coexisted.

Crash!

The thunder fell down, cut through the sky, and landed on the Xing Wang.

Moan!

In an instant, a gray-white chain pierced through the void above Xing Wang's head, confining all directions, and an illusory shadow of a divine beast emerged, colliding with the falling purple thunder.

Boom!

There was a roar between heaven and earth, and when the purple lightning and thunder dissipated, everyone's eyes fell on the sky again.

At that time, the Great Yin Xingwang had a dim purple light on his body, his figure was receding, his black hair was a little messy, and he could even be said to be very embarrassed.

"If you turn the fate of the entire frontier tribe into a great curse, you won't be afraid that your own tribe will be destroyed, and people will perish, and you will die."

King Xing spoke.

Standing high in the sky, Xia Tuo was a little surprised to see Xing Wang. This old thing is also a scheming bitch. The Thunder just now didn't have such great destructive power at all, so he pretended to be so embarrassed.

"Wash away the hatred, whoever dies deserves it."

kill!

At this moment, in the burning world of the Huanlong Clan, a killing sound burst out, cracking the barriers of the small world, shattering the barriers of space, and a golden light shone on the sky like lightning. It was a golden dragon, shining like a big sun.

Seeing that Xing Wang seemed not very willing to make a move, Patriarch Huanlong made a move.

"The golden dragon shines on the sun, the old monster Huanlong is going to do his best."

With the attention of the king, the ancestor of the Huanlong clan lived for a long time. It can be said that he is the oldest king among the kings who appeared here.

It's a pity that the state of kings is not only the precipitation of time, but also requires talent and opportunities. The Huanlong family is really old, clinging to incompleteness, and never changing his nature.

The golden dragon flew into the sky, surrounded by huge golden waves, and surrounded by golden dragons. The torrential dragon power penetrated the sky and shook the world.

puff~puff~

Away from a distant direction, the Pidi, quasi-king and strong men who were watching the battle all rushed out of blood and retreated violently. The king's blow contained the law of will, and even if they were watching, their realm was not enough.

Above the nine heavens, the god Jumang drives two purple dragons in the ocean of purple air, looking at the attacking golden dragon, his eyes burst out with dazzling purple light.

In the blink of an eye, the purple light transformed into a vast ocean of purple air, opening up an ancient space-time scene, reflecting a mountain, river and land of blood and fire.

In the ancient land, mountains, wastelands, riversides, riversides, cities, and settlements, there were desperate cries of fighting and crying, and countless figures stained the land with blood under the ferocious monster clan.

At this moment, the sky is red with blood.

"The bloody curse!"

"Not good, back!"

woo~ woo~ woo~

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were sobbing, and the sky was full of blood.

On the land with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, you can see the evolution of the killing scene on the sky. The blood of the human race is withering, and the ferocious expressions of the monster race are roaring.

The world is stagnant, the spirit is stagnant, and everything is crying.

desolate!

miserable!

Some people with weak mental will directly feel that the spiritual world is rendered blood red under this scene, and see the world bleeding.

"retreat!"

Xing Wang made a sound, and his figure was very fast, throwing away the warriors watching the battle who were close to Huanlong Xiaojie one by one.

The bloody curse, the resentment that came from the mouths of the demon clans that have fallen for thousands of years, who can resist it.

It's not a joke to draw luck for a while, but it's not good to draw a crematorium.

Under the blood-colored sky, the Patriarch Huanlong was waiting in mid-air, and the golden dragon wrapped around him whimpered and was surrounded and gnawed by countless blood-colored phantoms.

At this moment, the world seemed to have fallen into a stillness.

The miraculous derivation of the Huanlong Patriarch was surrounded by countless figures dripping with blood.

Everyone will never forget this scene, so what about the supreme state?

Ants can devour kings, and mayflies can shake the sky.

puff~

The golden dragon trembled and exploded in mid-air, with a decaying aura pervading all directions, revealing an old and blood-stained figure.

"Ants dare to devour the king!"

boom!

The next moment, the blood that poured down from the sky poured down from the nine heavens, and the ancestor of Huanlong passed by, even though his body was covered with golden light, he still couldn't be eroded by the blood, and his body exploded into several sections during the fall.

This scene horrified the warriors from all directions, the patriarch Huanlong, the supreme king was crushed to pieces.

This is the famous golden dragon body in the wilderness.

It just broke.

This scene was too shocking.

Luck backfired, terrifying.

boom!

There were screams from the Huanlong Realm, and the blood droplets splashed by the Huanlong Patriarch penetrated all directions, and all the Huanlong people who were hit by the blood droplets were wiped out.

A strong man in the ground-opening realm wanted to rush out, but his body was covered with purple blood-colored flames, which could not be extinguished, and eventually turned into ashes.

Rumble!

The purple blood above the Nine Heavens poured into the Nine Suns Small World, and the flames were already raging, turning the surrounding area into a flame extinction zone. Only countless members of the Huanlong clan wanted to run out, but it was a pity that they were contaminated by The fire of luck can only end in death.

"The ancestor's golden body is immortal, and his divine body is immortal!"

Between heaven and earth, there was an old roar, and the blood and bones splashed all over the place returned, reunited in mid-air, and turned into the appearance of the ancestor of Huanlong.

High above the sky, Xia Tuo looked down at the ancestor Huanlong who had reappeared.

kill!

In an instant, dazzling purple light and bloody light burst out from the sky and the earth, and the statue of Wuwu was ablaze, its eyes were blazing, and the statue melted into a purple blood-colored spear.

call out!

The spear penetrates the heaven and the earth, and the miraculous power of this kind of luck transformed into a spear surprised all the kings of the four directions, especially King Xing, whose face was ashen. Only a human king can control the power of luck.

The frontier barren summer has really become a climate.

After today, the name of Great Xia will truly spread throughout the Great Wilderness, comparable to the Royal Court.

The luck spear pierced the sky, piercing the chest of Huanlong Patriarch with his punches, and a huge blood flower bloomed in the sky, dazzling and golden.

"My family... is unwilling!"

Under the gaze of all the powers from all directions, the ancestor Huanlong who had just clamored for his immortal body was torn apart again. This time, the purple and blood on the shattered body burned like tarsal maggots, and each piece was like a dazzling sun.

The ancestor of Huanlong exploded, blood and bones flew, and the turbulent flow of the world was stirred up, and the whole Huanlong clan was completely turned into a land of chaos and turbulence.

Between the turbulent flow and splashing, only the purple blood and fire danced, which was not affected by any influence, and it was still possible for the Quartet to clearly see that the Huanlong family members were being burned by the fire.

The aura belonging to the Patriarch Huanlong disappeared between heaven and earth, and there was no response to the mournful screams.

woo~ woo~ woo~

Between heaven and earth, there was a sound of whimpering, a faint bell was ringing, and a golden law emerged from the sky, spanning hundreds of millions of miles in the sky, like a golden bridge.

On the golden bridge, a figure filled with old and decayed aura emerged, staring at the burning Huanlong clan world.

"Treading reincarnation on the Shenqiao on the other side!" A king whispered.

This is the end of the king.

The vision made everyone sway, and it was difficult to calm down.

The Huanlong family was destroyed.

The king was beaten to pieces.

The king of the Huanlong clan is very different from the kings of other martial arts tribes. The Huanlong clan has ancient true spirit blood flowing in their bodies, and their practice of martial arts also tends to be of the true spirit lineage.

When promoted to the king, the immortal king soul will merge with the body, which is also the way of true spirit cultivation.

The Huanlong Clan, which has been passed down to this day, is indeed still alive, but it is a pity that the Huanlong Clan is not lucky. Even if two kings take action, they may not be able to destroy the Huanlong Clan, except luck.

And this luck was introduced by Huanlong himself.

There is no way for anyone to seek death by themselves.

In the purple air burning between the sky and the earth, a cloud of purple regrouped to form a Jumang, but this time it was not an entity, but a phantom.

The purple qi is burning, within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, no warrior dares to approach any place surrounded by purple qi, for fear of being ignited by the fire of purple qi.

At this moment, everyone looked at the burning Huanlong Clan, some had pity in their eyes, and some sneered. The Huanlong Clan was over, and since then, there has been no Huanlong Clan in the Great Wilderness.

The golden divine bridge that stretches for hundreds of millions of miles allows the entire Great Desolation to see clearly, the rain of blood is dripping, the sky and the earth are weeping, and a king has fallen.

Slowly withdrawing his gaze from above the golden bridge, Xia Tuo looked down, and he looked at Xing Wang.

"The punishment is not right, the name is not right, if you don't do it, I have to do it."

All of a sudden, what was left on the land was a mess, mountains and rivers collapsed, and bloody ruins.

King Xing stood still and was present in all directions. What Daxia did today was simply a humiliation to the Royal Court of Great Yin. A small newly established clan did not take Great Yin seriously.

He still underestimated Daxia's strength. He didn't expect to be so ruthless, spanning hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and plains. Everyone is burning the luck of the tribe, and they will burn the Huanlong family to ashes at the risk of losing their own family fortune. .

The fall of one Supreme and the destruction of one Supreme's inheritance, for the whole Great Yin, still can't shake the background, but today it has become a stepping stone for Great Xia to become famous.

Since then, who would dare to say that the southwestern land is a land of exile for sinners.

Following the Xing Wang's eyes, the kings standing all around looked hazy and didn't know what they were thinking.

For the powerhouses of the Quartet, today's battle, the Huanlong clan really deserves to be damned, it can't develop well, they have to play tricks, and now they have completely played themselves into it.

"If you want to get back the scene, Bianhuang Daxia is waiting for you, and Xia will take over."

After taking another look in all directions, Xia Tuo controlled the Goumang God Form, stepped into the air, and the mountains and rivers in front of him rotated, entered the deep void above the nine heavens, and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

This time, in front of the kings of the Great Yin, he killed the supreme forces under the command of the Great Yin, and if he didn't run away, once they reacted, he would not be able to run away even if he wanted to.

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In Tianlu Mountain, the purple air has dimmed a lot, the void above the nine heavens is distorted, the purple light returns across the abyss, and the whining god staggers and falls into the ocean of purple air.

Xia Tuo Yuanshen repulsed out of the humming god form, and returned to the main body, and then his whole body felt dizzy, and when his eyes went dark, he was about to fall to the ground.

Fortunately, on Tianlu Mountain, Ziqiu turned and stabilized his body, and it took Xia Tuo a long time to come back to his senses.

At this moment, Phoenix City is silent. In the light curtain drawn by the ocean of purple air above Phoenix City, the scene of the ruined world, mountains and rivers is being shrouded in clouds of purple air.

The patriarch destroyed an ancient supreme inheritance.

All the clansmen in Phoenix City were imprinted in their eyes, and everyone couldn't react, they stared at Tianqiong in a daze.

The agreed family ceremony.

Is this all?

Destroyed a supreme inheritance, as the highlight of the family ceremony.

This……

No wonder there was no ceremony prepared, which was much more explosive than any arrangement.

A quarter of an hour... two quarters of an hour... three quarters of an hour...

There was still silence in Phoenix City.

On Tianlu Mountain, the purple energy gathered again, and Xia Tuo stood up, covered in purple energy, with the God of Jumang behind him standing between the sky and the earth, as majestic as a god.

"People of my Great Xia, today my Great Xia establishes the foundation of the royal family, are you ready to be the people of the royal family?"

Wow!

In an instant, like a spark falling from dry wood, a huge fire was ignited. There was a roar like landslides and ground cracks in Phoenix City.

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