Chapter 1767 I Will Fight Him

"Um."

Hearing what Meng Yu said, Ning Wuchuan nodded calmly, frowning as he looked at the vast runes that fell like a galaxy.

At the end, he suddenly said in a deep voice, "It seems that I can't beat him either."

"Pfft!"

Beside the two of them, Huahua shook her head and smiled, especially the seriousness on Ning Wuchuan's face at this time, it really made people laugh.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's run?"

"I said I couldn't beat him, but I didn't say I couldn't trap him. For the matter of pretending to be coercive, the young master can do it."

Ning Wuchuan's tone was indifferent, Dao lines suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he looked up at the sky.

In the next moment, a black light array rose up against the sky and turned into a hundred-foot-high divine barrier, engulfing Long Aotian and the endless dragon patterns.

"Thirteen Yamas!!"

"Buzz!"

All kinds of divine lights interweave and evolve from the void, and finally merge into a magnificent ancient formation to suppress everything.

And in that formation, the thirteen Yan Luo phantoms stood quietly, each displaying supreme supernatural powers, blocking in front of the dragon talisman.

"Crack!"

With the power of this ancient killing formation, it was not possible to completely stop the dragon talisman at this time. It was not until the three phantoms of Yama were shattered that all dragons were suppressed.

"Um?"

Long Aotian stood upright in the formation, his eyes fluttering, "It's interesting, human race, how did you enter the land of Phoenix Fall?"

The way of the puppet formation is the unique supernatural power of the human race, and it is just a small skill.

What's more, looking at the land of Huangluo, only the Jinjiao clan has the blood of the dragon clan.

And the dragon in front of Huahua's body is even more terrifying than him who has fused the blood of the Divine Phoenix. Therefore, her origin can only be... the outside world.

"Don't say? I will give you one more chance at the end, surrender to my Son, maybe I can spare your life."

Even in the face of the ten Yamas, Long Aotian still didn't show a trace of fear on his face, instead he clasped his hands and looked at the people below with disdain.

"Yes! I advise you, submitting to the Holy Son of our clan is your only way out, otherwise..."

Before Gu Lin, Jin Gui Falcon said with a domineering tone and a sneer.

However, before he finished speaking, Huahua suddenly reached out and slapped him on the head.

Immediately, a devouring force swept down, devouring all the vitality in his body.

"Um?"

Above the void, Long Aotian's eyes wavered, implying murderous intent.

"How dare you kill my servant! Very well, I admit, you... successfully angered me!"

"Roar!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw seven-colored divine radiance suddenly lit up outside his body, and the bones all over his body seemed to be emitting a fairy charm.

At this time, Long Aotian is like a dragon lord who has been banished from the nine heavens. The supreme power bursts out, shining brilliantly on the entire void where he is.

Then, he swung his palm again, covering the world and resisting the ten phantoms of Yama.

One after another golden dragon talismans are connected to each other, like chains, entwining the heavens.

This kind of power was so terrifying that even the sky was pierced through, revealing dark and deep cracks.

And Ning Wuchuan's face became extremely solemn.

He could feel that at the moment Long Aotian made a move, the entire Yan Luo formation was on the verge of being broken.

As expected of an ancient freak, this kind of combat power is really not comparable to modern times.

Of course, if Ning Wuchuan's realm can step into the supreme level, under the same realm, this miscellaneous dragon is nothing to fear.

It's a pity, after all, it's a long time, and it has taken some advantage of time.

"Boom!!"

Long Aotian's expression was indifferent, and his blood was surging.

And with every shot he made, Yan Luo's formation would shatter into many fine cracks.

The golden runes run through the sky and the earth, like a trapped ancient beast, once it breaks free, it will be lost forever.

"This holy son is a bit fierce."

A thought flashed across Meng Yu's side pupils, and he actually felt a bit of oppression on Long Aotian's body.

In the past, when encountering such difficult opponents, there were young masters standing in front of them, fighting against each other.

But this time, the young master did not show up, and he just felt the real danger of this immortal journey.

Inexplicably, Meng Yupang felt unspeakably moved.

What time is quiet is good, but someone is carrying the weight for you to move forward.

"You guys retreat first, I will stop him and send a voice transmission to the young master, telling him...a big fish has taken the bait."

Ning Wuchuan looked indifferent, still without a trace of fear.

Even if he knows that Long Aotian's strength is not something he can compete with at all.

But, what does it matter, what I would rather Wuchuan want...was never lingering on my last breath, but a clear understanding in the midst of killing and dying.

Because all the ordeals that cannot destroy me will eventually make me stronger!

"Brother Wuchuan, I'm with you."

Meng Yu shook his head, and he didn't intend to back down in the slightest.

"The Destiny Guard still needs to be tempered. If today's losses are heavy, this responsibility...can you bear it?"

Ning Wuchuan frowned, with the combat power of him, Meng Yupan and Jiubai Tianmingwei, if he fought to the death, he might not be able to kill Supreme.

However, such a price will definitely be extremely heavy.

no need.

As long as he can drag the son down

Lin, all Long Aotian and Ye Liangchen will die.

"But…"

Meng Yu was about to say something, but he heard a sudden rush of wind breaking above the void.

I saw Long Aotian grasping the palm of his hand, and a golden halberd suddenly emerged. The runes on it flowed and swept away, destroying all the phantoms of the ten Yamas.

"Too strong! Aotian Shengzi is really too strong."

In another void, nine demon saints covered their lips with horror.

even! !

Those who had resentment in their hearts before now looked at Long Aotian with sincere awe.

Since ancient times, beauties love heroes, especially this monster woman, and they love powerful men even more.

As for Long Aotian, no matter in terms of appearance, temperament or strength background, he is impeccable.

Especially at this time, facing thousands of enemies alone, he still has no fear, destroying all obstacles with absolute dominance.

This courage is really fascinating!

"Go, don't make trouble for me."

Ning Wuchuan looked indifferent, stepped out and fell into the formation.

At this time, there are also countless Dao patterns around his body, making up for all the broken formations.

even! !

In those pure black eyes, there was a certain kind of fanaticism.

Then! !

I saw him licking his lips, his hands rising slowly, and the Dao patterns around his body surged violently, turning into a phantom of Yama with a hundred feet, covering him.

It was a huge, dark skeleton, surrounded by endless black magic flames.

Seen from a distance, it looks like a god of the underworld that has come out of the underworld, deterring the eternity!

"Thirteen Yamas, Void Flames!"

Ning Wuchuan grinned, as if he had merged with the phantom. On his delicate and fair face, there were magic lines attached, showing the supreme evil.