Chapter 1223

This voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

They saw several figures flying in the air.

They were covered in dust, with scars on their bodies, and the spiritual energy around them was quite chaotic.

They had obviously experienced a battle, from Xuling Mountain to the Burning Sea.

The Immortal Heavenly Monarch looked at the people who came, and his face, which was always expressionless, showed a rare trace of relief.

He knew that support would definitely come.

The monks guarding the Burning Sea were also very excited and their morale was greatly boosted.

I don’t know who shouted first.

Everyone shouted, support is coming!

Ao Ting’s eyes fixed.

He remembered the leader.

This beautiful woman with a chicken coop hair was Yi Tianjun of the Zhongshen Sect, and her dream-entering method was mysterious.

The two people after that made him a little confused.

Could these two people be newly promoted to the Dao?

Why didn’t he know them?

That’s no wonder.

He had been growing up under the protection of the Cilong Tree King.

In order to merge with the body of the Dead Sea Dragon, he fell into a long sleep.

He really woke up not long ago.

In his memory, there were only those long-famous Hedao Tianjun.

Such as Yi Tianjun, Douzhan Tianjun, Quan Tianjun, Jin Tianjun, etc.

He did not include Shang Xingchen and Shang Tianjue.

The arrival of these people was actually within his expectations.

After all, his offensive was hindered one after another.

First, Feng Tianjun and Heiwu Tianjun would rather transform completely than stop him, forcing him to use the real dragon method.

Then, Xue Tianjun completely transformed and actually removed most of the power of his attack.

Under such obstacles, it was normal to delay until the support of the Immortal Alliance arrived.

Ao Ting glanced at the tall man with cold eyes.

He sneered, "What kind of person are you to say such a thing?"

"Die."

One word fell.

The dragon's tail swung violently.

In an instant, it seemed as if a golden river crossed the sky and swept across.

Shang Xingchen smiled, "Brother, you still like to say harsh words."

After that, he stretched out his hand and grabbed.

A long black river appeared out of thin air, surrounding the entire battlefield.

An ancient and cold aura was stirring.

It made every creature present shudder.

Ao Ting's eyes widened.

Ancient Styx River!

He recognized this aura!

Even in the eyes of the void creatures, the Ancient Styx River was full of mystery.

Dare not approach, dare not touch.

Every drop of river water seemed to be soaked in the weight of history.

This human race can actually manipulate the Ancient Styx River for its own use?

However, he could see after a closer look that this was not the complete Ancient Styx River.

At best, it could only be regarded as a tributary of the Ancient Styx River.

If the complete Ancient Styx River appeared, he would turn around and leave without saying a word.

"A tributary of the ancient Styx can't stop my attack!"

Ao Ting sneered.

The next moment, he heard a shocking dragon roar.

He looked carefully.

The tall and burly indifferent man had disappeared.

In his place, there was a huge black dragon hundreds of feet long!

Ferocious! Ancient! Fierce! Violent!

It was like a collection of all negative factors!

At this moment, Ao Ting even had a trace of fear in his heart.

That was the pressure of the superior to the inferior!

"Xu Long! It must be Xu Long!"

He murmured.

Xu Long is the undisputed king of the void creatures.

With strong strength, transcendent status, and free to come and go.

Even though many void creatures think that this void king has betrayed them and the void.

But his status is still unshakable.

What's even more terrible is that before the virtual dragon disappeared, the Yuanlong clan had always been their number one younger brother...

Fear made him instinctively want to protect himself.

The power of this attack was inevitably weakened.

At this moment.

Buzz!

The pressure of the real dragon surged.

It barely dispelled the fear deep in his heart.

He then forced himself to calm down and looked at the virtual dragon.

"No, you are not a virtual dragon, you are just a human who has practiced the virtual dragon method."

Ao Ting sneered and gave himself courage.

Bang!

The golden dragon tail collided fiercely with the ancient Minghe and the virtual dragon.

Power surged!

Even with the protection of the Sky Wall City, the eyes, ears, mouths and noses of the guarding monks in the city were bleeding.

As for the outside of the Sky Wall, a large number of disaster beasts that could not escape were shaken by the aftermath and were shattered in a moment!

Ao Ting was shocked.

Such a powerful attack was easily blocked.

Shang Tianjue's cold voice came from the mouth of the pitch-black dragon.

"You have already flinched."

"If it weren't for the fact that the blood of the real dragon could barely resist the pressure of the virtual dragon, you would have been lying down and kissing my toes."

Ao Ting was immediately furious, "Shut up!"

The fact that the Yuanlong succumbed to the virtual dragon was a shame for the Yuanlong clan.

Shang Tianjue still mentioned it like this, which really hit his sore spot.

Shang Tianjue did not stop, but continued, "You should not know."

"Your father did this kind of thing himself, just to get a piece of precious land so that he could reproduce his clan."

"That's right, the ancestral land of your Yuanlong clan was begged by your father from the virtual dragon."

Shang Xingchen was amazed and whispered, "Brother, I didn't expect that you have learned to be venomous in all these years."

Ao Ting was furious and roared, "Ah! I'm going to kill you!"

"You damn..."

He slapped the dragon claw angrily.

The golden claws kept falling from the sky, and each time they could beat the dark dragon into a pulp.

But the next moment, the latter would immediately appear and constantly stimulate his nerves with all kinds of extremely insulting words.

"Die! Die!"

Ao Ting only felt the anger burning in his chest and boiling in his head.

The power exploded in every inch of bones and muscles.

As if it was endless.

The golden claws slapped again and again.

Everything around was smashed to pieces.

The noisy voice finally disappeared.

Even the towering sky wall that supported the sky and the earth was shattered under his blow!

At this moment, he seemed to have become the most respected of all! The ancestor of all ancestors!

Look down on the world, sweep across the universe!

Ao Ting laughed heartily from the bottom of his heart.

This is the feeling he wants!

No... that's not right...

I'm just a perfect Hedao, at most a half-step Tianzun.

How can there be such a powerful force...

No, this is not true.

At this moment, the power that expanded to infinity was like a rushing stream, constantly pouring out from the collapsed gap.

It was as if falling from the clouds to the bottom of the valley.

He suddenly woke up from the illusory scene.

The severe pain made it almost impossible for him to think normally.

After a while, he saw that he was already bleeding.

The four Hedao members of the Immortal Alliance, led by Yi Tianjun, were constantly attacking him, leaving scars on his body.

There were huge claw marks all around.

Looking closely, countless void creatures were beaten into meat paste by him.

"Are you awake?"

Yi Tianjun smiled, "Is it wonderful to be immersed in a dream?"