Chapter 50 The Moment of Final Battle

The figure of the ancestor has stood in front of Jun Lintian and looked at the figure shrouded in the black robe. With the strength of Jun Lintian today, he could probably infer that the cultivation of the royal ancestor was around the second level of the Holy War. Jun Lintian's mouth raised a cold arc. If he had the current strength, he would have killed the emperor. It is not impossible for Shi Laozu.

"Hmm! It seems that you are very confident in your current strength and travel to the imperial capital alone. I really don't know whether to say that you are brave or stupid.

"Is it brave or stupid? After the First World War, you will know the two people hidden in the dark. Come out. At the beginning, I felt your breath in the city of death..." Jun Lintian looked at the empty void around him and said quietly. When the royal ancestor heard Jun Lintian's words, the calm face But it sinks.

Indeed, the growth rate of today's Junlintian has made the royal ancestors feel afraid. If Junlintian had not left the imperial capital decisively, perhaps Junlintian would have died in the assassination of major forces long ago. However, today's Junlintian has still become the climate, especially after the First World War of the City of Death, Junlintian is more It makes the royal ancestors and other jihadist-level strong men feel tricky.

Now, Jun Lintian has found two jihad-level strongmen hidden in the dark without a sound, which surprised the royal ancestor and the two jihad-level strong men of the City of Death.

Two figures appeared out of thin air, both shrouded in bloody robes. They looked at Jun Lintian and asked after a moment of silence, "Jun Lintian, how did you find us? And...what about that guy Shen Zhiwu?"

There was a trace of arc at the corners of Jun Lintian's mouth. He said, "This world is under my control. How do you think I found you?"

As soon as Jun Lintian said this, the royal ancestors and others found that unconsciously a huge world power enveloped the void, and in the endless void, a shadow covering the sky and the sun stood in the sky, which was the land of the northern wilderness, and Jun Lintian also quietly used the art of drunken immortals, so that this Fang Tiandi was controlled by the king for a period of time.

Looking at the almost solidified northern wilderness in the void, the faces of the royal ancestors and others are even more gloomy. In the past month, the royal ancestors know that now that they and Jun Lintian are fighting alone, their chances of winning are only five or five points, but if the two jihadi-level strongmen in the City of Death are brought in, King Lintian will come back.

So in the past month, the royal ancestors have tried their best and paid a great price to pull down the two jihad-level strongmen of the City of Death to their own camp.

"Jun Lintian, what happened in the battle of the city of death at the beginning, and what about the evil dragon vein of hell? Where have you been?" The other two jihadist-level strongmen looked at Jun Lintian and asked that because of the battle of the city of death, the breath of 'demon' made the two people feel sincerely shocked and afraid, but when they entered the city of death again, all the battles were over.

"Hell's evil dragon vein? Ha ha...it's here..." Jun Lintian said coldly. At the same time, he opened his arms directly and shouted, "In that case, the three of you go together!"

Jun Lintian's words stunned the royal ancestors and others. For a moment, they thought they had heard it wrong. After a moment, the royal ancestors's face was completely distorted. He looked angrily at Jun Lintian in the distance, and he scolded loudly: "Arrogant!"

"Whether you are arrogant or not, you won't know until you fight... The Dragon God has changed!"

Jun Lintian used all his strength as soon as he came up. He knew that in the face of three jihad-level strong men, if he did not break out with all his strength, he might not be able to hold a few breaths. After all, even if he completely absorbed the power of the evil dragon vein, his physical strength increased to the limit of the ninth level of power at an unimaginable speed. But there are three jihadist-level strong men on the opposite side.

As soon as the dragon god changed, the body of Junlintian broke through the zero boundary point in front of the body and entered the jihad level in a short time. The physical strength of the jihad level is almost invisible even in ancient times. In the long history, there seems to be no record of the physical strength reaching the jihad level. Now, Junlintian has broken through This zero boundary point.

In fact, in the long history, in the era of the gods, the physical strength of the jihad level also appeared, but the years really skipped a long time. Any power, any strong man, disappeared into the long river of history under the erosion of the years.

A divine dragon covering the sky and the sun appeared in mid-air. At this moment, he burned a red flame, but it emitted a dark and cold breath. The power of the burning dragon vein and the hell evil dragon vein alternately circulated in Junlintian's body. When Junlintian showed the dragon god, he had the burning dragon vein and the hell evil dragon vein. The breath of both.

The huge body of the Dragon God looked at the city below, and the battle between the two sides was imminent.

When the royal ancestor saw the dragon god change, he knew that in the past month, the powerful strongmen he had arranged around the imperial capital had no effect in this battle. After all, in such a battle, a aftershock was enough to destroy countless powerful strong men. It has enough power to rival the jihad-level strong, no, or even kill the jihad-level strong.

The void seems to have solidified, and the powerful people below are doing their best to protect the buildings of the imperial capital and the people in the imperial capital. At this moment, in the deep palace of the imperial capital, Ye Yiyu smiled and looked at her growing son, with a happy smile on her beautiful face. Perhaps over the years, only Ye Yiyu The moment I looked at my son, I felt a trace of sincere happiness. However, just as Ye Yiyu was playing with her son, the familiar breath suddenly appeared in Ye Yiyu's perception. However, this familiar breath was much stronger than Ye Yiyu's memory, and Ye Yiyu In this breath, I felt some strange feelings.

"In the sky?" Ye Yiyu said in a low voice.

"Mother, who is Lintian? Queen Mother..." Jiang Yunhuai gently shook Ye Yiyu, with doubts in his huge eyes. When he saw Ye Yiyu's eclinary eyes, Jiang Yunhuai asked again, "Queen Mother, who is Lintian? Over the years, Huaier has often heard you call this name in your dreams."

Jiang Yunhuai looked at Ye Yiyu, but Ye Yiyu's figure had run out. Ye Yiyu ran, but Ye Yiyu's mood was extremely chaotic.