Chapter 79 The Eving Shadow

Jun Lintian's consciousness has been completely occupied by the desire for blood. In his red eyes, he has lost the luster of reason. At the same time, the powerful body, which is like steel, is also completely entangled by scarlet strands, and the winding is solid, without any relaxation.

In the mind and eyebrows, the same thing is completely happening in the two abyss of famine.

The scarlet silk is like a catheter, constantly absorbing the abyss of the king, and the huge dark yellow power is completely absorbed by the endless red silk in a few breaths. Next, the endless red silk tentacles reach into the dark abyss, where it is Endless, surging dark forces.

The two twelve-week dragon veins lurking in the abyss of the king's wilderness well hide their breath, and the scarlet silks did not extend their tentacles to the twelve-week dragon veins.

In the scarlet silk, at the moment of touching the dark abyss, in the depths of the wilderness of the king's, a terrible roar suddenly came out, a deafening roar, which shook the whole star, and the earth were trembling. At this moment, in the eyes of Yantian Holy Land and others, only an invisible ripple was seen. Jun Lintian's body was transmitted from the center, and at the same time, with the spread of the ripples, there was a frightening roar.

Hearing this dull roar, even if the holy land rose too much, I couldn't help frowning deeply.

"This power is extremely dark..."

This is the conclusion drawn by the elders, but in addition to these, the elders may really not know. Although the elders and others flow in the bodies of the body are also the power of the wilderness, although they also have the abyss of the wilderness, in the abyss of these people, it seems that they are not the same as the indifference of the emperor and the East. The existence of demons is also the reason why they don't have to worry about sinking and falling.

If Jun Lintian knew about such a situation, maybe he should doubt it again.

"Why does this happen? Is it all because of geographical differences? Or is this world not as simple as everyone thinks..."

The scarlet silk stretched into the abyss of darkness. The dark and surging dark forces were also the first to come into contact with these strangely red strands. At the beginning, these scarlet silk still absorbed the dark forces in the abyss as usual, but with the continuous flow of dark forces After passing, an indescribable smell of corrosion completely corrodes all the scarlet threads.

The scarlet silk began to collapse. They exited the abyss at an incredible speed, just like a person's hand, inadvertently touching the hot boiling water, and quickly withdrew their scalded hand.

But the dark power will not stop because of the retreat. At this moment, because the king's consciousness cannot effectively stop the passage of the dark power, the dark power in the abyss of the wilderness is like a head at this moment. No, because it should be said to be a group of uncontrolled horrible beasts, they wantonly They wielded their power, and they wantonly destroyed everything they saw.

The dark power, the target of destruction is not only the scarlet silk, but also the consciousness and body of the king.

The scarlet silk gradually turned black, and the black breath was still spreading. Gradually, the dark power had left the abyss of the wilderness, and then gradually eroded Jun Lintian's body. The surface of Jun Lintian's body gradually appeared a little black, as if there was thick black smoke. General.

The red tentacles broke away from Jun Lintian's body at a very fast speed, and the saint who was devouring blood at this moment also suddenly opened his eyes, and the wide pupils were an unconcealed shock and a trace of fear from the depths of the soul.

The dark breath rose from the surface of Jun Lintian's body. At this moment, the scarlet silk has completely retreated from Jun Lintian's body. The power that has been affecting Jun Lintian's consciousness has also quietly dissipated. A trace of clarity has gradually recovered in Jun Lintian's red eyes, and reason and consciousness are a little bit Returning to the earth, but behind this rare sense, there is a bloody darkness.

Just broke away from the shackles of scarlet, the consciousness of King Lintian will once again be replaced by the breath of darkness, which is in the abyss of darkness and can never extricate itself.

Just when Jun Lintian's consciousness was on the edge of blur, suddenly a loud dragon singing sound came from the abyss of the wilderness. The shocking dragon singing was so sudden that the world seemed to be fixed at this moment. With this high and majestic sound of dragon singing, the next moment, there was another sound of dragon singing. Long and gentle.

The red hot power, the pure evil power turned into an endless sea of fire, and then completely burned the faint dark breath.

The black breath gradually faded away, and the dark power in Jun Lintian's eyes gradually dispersed. In his dark eyes, the clarity was restored again, but this time there seemed to be something more in Jun Lintian's eyes. The saint looked at this extra charm in his eyes. He seemed to be able to understand it, but he felt extremely For ambiguity.

It seems to be a feeling of concentration of killing, desire, calmness and protection.

Jun Lintian stood in the void. He looked at the saints in the distance quietly. At this moment, the saints were still shrouded in scarlet silk. In the depths of Jun Lintian's mind, a little previous memories echoed clearly in Jun Lintian's mind. Soon, Jun Lintian's indifferent eyes showed rejection.

"I almost lost your life, but... there is no next time!" Jun Lintian looked at the saints quietly without any mood swings. It seemed that he had just been crazy at the gate of hell. For Jun Lintian, it was just a trivial matter: "Since you have put out all your strength, then I should show my real strength!"

Jun Lintian said, he roared in a low voice, and then bowed his body. A terrible sound of dragon chanting came from Jun Lintian's mouth. Then in everyone's shocked eyes, Jun Lintian's figure appeared a vague dark shadow, and the area of the black shadow dragon was getting bigger and bigger, and finally almost covered half of the sky. Kong, compared with the body of the dark dragon vein in the battle in the courtyard, is not much less.

A strong dragon power covered the void, and a huge body covering the sky and burning two-color flames has been displayed in the eyes of everyone. This is the body of a dragon, and the terrible dragon power is like a tide, constantly attacking the people present.

"Dragon God Change!"

The low roar came from his huge body, and now Jun Lintian's dragon god transformation is extremely horrible. This is not only due to the improvement of his own cultivation, but also because his control of the power of the two twelve-week dragon veins is becoming more and more pure. When this makes Jun Lintian perform the dragon god change, Its power is not as simple as a little bit.

Ji Qian and Sima Chengong and others looked at the dragon body that covered the sky and the sun in shock. It was like a real twelve-week dragon vein, and in this huge dragon body, there was also a pressure of the ancient god, which was a special breath gradually developed by the body of the ancient gods. The more powerful the person is, the stronger the ancient god The more the pressure developed between the bodies, the more obvious it is.

Jun Lintian's dragon body is not like the twelve-week Tianlong vein, but it is better than the twelve-week Tianlong vein, so that although it is not the first time that Ji Qian and others have seen it, the slightly open mouth and the wide eyes are full of shock.

Even if I see it again, my heart is still stirring up waves.

The human body of the saint is so small that it is so small that it can be ignored, but the strength of power is a little related to the body shape, but when it comes to the existence of King Lintian, reminding is no longer the key to determining power, or Strength has almost nothing to do with body size.

Looking at Jun Lintian, who performed the transformation of the Dragon God, the saint couldn't help frowning deeply, but after the solemnity in the depths, the saint's cold face showed a trace of excitement. Perhaps Jun Lintian was not killed by him just now, which was the result he expected.

In the hearts of the saints, he is arrogant. If this guy, who is regarded as his opponent, dies at his own hands inaction, then from now on, who will be his opponent among his peers, even in the competition with his elders? Over the years, the saints have deeply experienced this sense of loneliness that stands at the peak of power. Now they have finally found a strong man who can share this loneliness with them. Naturally, the saints do not want him to die like this.

The cold face once again evoked an arc, but in this time, there was no cold charm, but a little excitement.

The little excitement on the saint's face fell into the eyes of Simachen. In an instant, Simachen knew why the saint was such a face at this moment, because in Simachen's heart, he was the same existence as the saint, standing at the peak of power, and bearing the loneliness of the peak, but Sima The loneliness of the minister can't be recognized by the saints at all. Now, seeing the expression of the saint, Sima Chengong knows that the king Lintian not far away, the one who defeated himself, and the king Lintian who almost died among the saints just now has been recognized by the saints, and he is qualified to stand in the same position as the saints.

Such a result is undoubtedly a huge blow to Sima Chengong. This is a fierce step on Sima Chengong's dignity.

Simachen gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. Because the force was too fierce, the slender fingers pierced deeply into the palm of his hand. However, Sima Chengong did not seem to feel the pain from the palm at all. His weak eyes stared at the two figures facing each other in the distance, and in his hand The folding fan completely turns into powder between the hard palms.

Sima Chengong is proud and proud. He is a recognized genius in the holy land of Yantian, but this recognized genius always has a lingering shadow in his heart. But now when he looks at the two figures in the air, the lingering shadow in Sima Chengong's heart The shadow can't help but become deeper, stronger and more lingering.