Chapter 76 The Second Day

Heaven and earth seemed to collapse. The power of madness filled every void and destruction of the earth. The explosions kept blowing under this sky. The dark breath rose to the sky and deterred the six-in-eight wilderness. This is a battle to destroy the world. Even today's dark dragon vein is not as powerful as before. In its heyday, but the power of the Dragon Vein in the third week is enough to deter everything in the world.

The dark magic dragon vein is not as lucky as Jun Lintian. At this moment, it is facing the attack of nearly a hundred powerful figures. Most of the dark black scales on its body have fallen off, and the bloody red blood has stained the whole body of the dark magic dragon vein.

The earth was stained red by the blood of the dark dragon vein. At this moment, it is just a blood dragon, a blood dragon struggling to death.

"Roar!"

The sound of angry dragon singing echoed between heaven and earth. In order to make the dark demon dragon vein pay such a heavy injury, the strong man of the holy land also paid the price of blood. Several jihad-level strongmen will always be buried here, and more people have suffered incurable serious injuries. There is no choice, the power of the dragon vein of the 12th week. The quantity is too powerful.

"Big Elder, that evil dragon, I'll leave it to you!"

The elder in the distance looked at the bloody dark dragon vein and covered the huge body that covered the sky and the sun. Every time he sweeped, he would seriously damage the strong man of the holy land.

An old girl stood next to the elder. Her wrinkled forehead was covered with wrinkles. In her turbid eyes, she seemed to look at the surrounding environment. She held a wooden stick in her dry hand. The wooden stick was the most common tree and without any carvings. It seemed to directly cut down a small tree with thin arms, and then Think of it as a crutch.

The old girl looked at the bloody dark magic dragon vein in the distance. Finally, the old girl's eyes focused on the location of the ferocious heart of the dark magic dragon vein.

There was a hollow. Looking at the hollow in the heart, the old man's eyes looked into the depths of the demon land. In that direction, there was a red sarcophagus, standing quietly on the peak, as if it had survived forever.

Finally, the old woman took a heavy step. She was like an ordinary old man in the countryside. Her steps were staggering. In her turbid eyes, she was an old man whose body was buried in the soil. She stumbled, as if she would stand unsteadily at any time and fell to the ground. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but make people An illusion of rushing up to help.

The dark dragon vein felt the old lady's eyes. It shook her huge body. Looking in the direction of the old lady, when the dark dragon vein saw the old lady's turbid eyes, the huge dragon body couldn't help shaking. As the noble twelve-week dragon vein, the dark dragon vein felt a wave for no reason this time. The coolness that invades the bone marrow, this feeling of powerlessness is just like facing the beautiful and dreamy woman in the past.

The dark magic dragon vein couldn't help shrinking. It smelled a breath of death. The old woman in front of her who seemed to die naturally at any time gave the dark magic dragon vein a kind of breathless pressure, which was the intuition of the twelve-week heavenly dragon vein.

The old man walked step by step to the dark dragon vein, and the powerful dark dragon vein can only stand still and watch the old man walk towards her little by little, because the dark dragon vein instantly feels that her body seems to be stiff and can't move at all. Maybe if the dark dragon vein still controls the body Power, it will not hesitate to give up its dignity as the Dragon Vein of the 12th Week and turn around and run away desperately, even if it knows that it can't run out of the palm of the Holy Land.

The dark dragon vein is very clear in my heart that when I was still asleep, I was already in the bag of the holy land of Yantian.

The golden light crossed the void, the horrible murderous intention, permeated every inch of the void, the magnificent murderous intention, or the vast sea, constantly attacking Jun Lintian, the small human body of Jun Lintian, in this surging murderous intention, crumbling.

In the distance, the cold figure of the saint stood in the void, holding a long sword in his right hand. On the golden sword, there is a faint red blood light. Although the red blood light is so thin that you can't watch it if you don't look carefully, it is an almost impenetrable red blood light. People feel cold and murderous.

This strong murderous intention was only felt by Shen Zhiwu when he just came out of the city of death.

However, in Jun Lintian's perception, the bloody red murderous intention on Shen Zhiwu's body is only extremely large, but in this long sword emitting golden light, compared with Shen Zhiwu's huge murderous intent, the faint red blood light and the fishy red murderous intention emitted by Shen Zhiwu are unparalleled purity, as if there is nothing The best killing intention, the product of extreme concentration.

The unparalleled purity of the bloody red killing is the reason why the king fell into the ice cellar.

The sword pointed to Jun Lintian. The power in the saint's body flowed into the golden sword. Suddenly, the sharp sword, and the whole body of the sword burst into golden flames. In the golden flame, wisps of scarlet are wrapped around. Jun Lintian can feel that the wisps of scarlet silk are like killing. The chain forged will bind the souls of countless strong people forever.

Ji Qian and Sima Chengong in the distance looked at the long sword burning with golden flame in the saint's hand in shock. In their wide eyes, they were speechless and shocked.

"Fallen Blood Sword! It's really a fallen blood soul sword..."

"A jihad-level strong man actually made the heavenly saints sacrifice the fallen blood soul sword. How powerful are you? Could it be that you didn't use all your strength in the battle between you and me in your family? But... I don't believe that even if your physique is unparalleled and your physical strength is unparalleled, after all, you are just a jihadist-level strongman. In the final analysis, you are just a jihadist-level strongman..."

Ji Qian and Sima Chen were stunned, and Sima Chen roared hysterically in their hearts. In the holy land of Yantian, Sima Chengong is regarded as a genius and a rare proud son of heaven in tens of millions of years. However, since a genius like Sima Chengong was born in heaven and earth, why was a saint born?

Simachen has always been taboo by Guan Yu's 'genius', but a 'second' should be added before the name of 'genius', because before Simachengong, there was also a saint.

The next day!

No one can really feel the anger in the heart of Sima Chengong, just as ordinary people can't understand the troubles in the emperor's heart. For a long time, Sima Chengong has regarded the saints as the biggest enemy and the only opponent in his life. The pride in Sima Chengong's heart is in the eyes of Simachen Gong, this world In the meantime, only saints can barely compete with themselves.

This cognition has not been broken for decades. It was not until the day when Simachen entered the northern wilderness with the elders that Simachen knew that there was another guy in the world. His name was Jun Lintian. Although Sima Chengong did not want to believe it, he was It is very clear that this is called King Lintian, which is more horrible and evil than the saints.