Chapter 372 Joining Hands to Fight Against Heaven

"How are you?" As soon as Long Yunfang opened his eyes, he saw the saint sitting on the ground. Her expression suddenly tightened and her body flashed and came to her side.

With one palm pressed on her fragrant shoulder, the mellow power of reincarnation poured into her body to help her recover from her injuries.

On the veil of the saint, there were shocking mottled blood stains, which were indescribably ferocious and terrible. Long Yun's face was very ugly, and an unspeakable guilt surged in his heart.

"Don't waste your true anger. The punishment is not over yet. I still have the strength to help you fight against thunderstorms together!" The saint said with some difficulty. With the help of Long Yun's reincarnation, the situation was slightly stabilized.

"Don't talk first!" Looking up, Tianjie seemed to be condensing a more terrible attack. It did not come down for a while. Long Yun's heart calmed down slightly and tried his best to help her recover from her injury.

"Don't worry, after all, I'm also in the early stage of Dongxu. This power can't hurt me too deeply. If you keep your true qi, I'm afraid the disaster will be more horrible later!" The saint said slightly.

Long Yun's heart suddenly felt sad. When Yan Qingqing survived the disaster, he had said something similar to her, and that time he was seriously injured in the heavenly punishment.

But now, this saint, who doesn't even know her name, will help herself so much, and without any return help, compared with the early morning store that made him suspicious.

Long Yun's heart can be described as earth-shaking. The saint's actions at this moment touched his heartstrings. After all, she can completely walk away.

Because there is no deep friendship between you and her, there is no need to risk yourself and fall into such a desperate situation.

"Rumble--" In the sky, a huge electric dragon slowly formed, indicating that the next attack was about to come down, and Long Yun's face began to turn pale.

Before the electric dragon in the sky took shape, it has emitted infinite power. I remember that the last time I passed the punishment, I smashed the electric dragon with the power of the blood of the dragon god in my body.

But at this moment, the electric dragon in the sky contains the same sacred breath as the creation dragon god. At this moment, the heavenly punishment electric dragon is already the spokesperson of heaven, which is no less than the creation dragon god.

Therefore, if you want to rely on the blood of the Dragon God, I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

The saint broke away from his arm and slowly stood up. Yingying's delicate body looked weak, but at this moment, she looked so firm.

Looking up at the sky, her breath began to stabilize and said slightly, "When I survived the disaster, there was a man who stood in front of me and risked himself. From that moment on, I swore that I would not let him face any difficulties alone in the future. Anyway, I will protect him!"

However, her voice was gradually submerged in the muffled thunder, and she didn't really listen to Long Yun beside her!

"What did you say?"

"Boom-"

After the electric dragon condensed and formed, it finally came down. The scales were clearly visible, and the lines in the corners of the eyes were so real that this electric dragon had reached the extreme of horror.

Long Yun hurriedly took the mind, and the blood belonging to the Dragon God of Creation was boiling, as if to compete with this electric dragon.

"Blood power!" Long Yun roared, and a deep dragon roar came out of his body, like an awakened ancient mythical beast. Immediately, bursts of dragon chants permeated.

Long Yun's body was shrouded in a strange golden light. The blood power had been completely attracted by him. The pride of the Dragon God of Creation was finally ignited at this moment.

lines visible to the naked eye emerged on Long Yun's body. His body began to change, the texture fluctuated, and the smooth skin began to wrinkle.

Above his head, two dragon horns emerged first. Immediately, his body flew up in the air, and his two arms turned into two thick dragon claws and dragon tails...

A ten-foot-long huge golden five-clawed golden dragon finally took shape. The terrible power permeated the whole body and felt the explosive power in the body. Long Yun seemed to want to look up to the sky.

But the voice turned into a sonorous dragon, resounding through the world!

"Wow--" The dragon roared, hovering in the air, and suddenly flew up and directly rushed to the electric dragon that came down in mid-air.

The electric dragon is a hundred feet long. Compared with it, the golden dragon spent by the dragon cloud is like a small earthworm, which is not worth mentioning, but he did not hesitate to rush directly towards it.

This is the power of the Dragon God of Creation. He represents not only the way of heaven, but also the firm will to fight against heaven and earth.

"Brother--" The saint looked at Long Yun's figure bumping towards the sky, and could no longer control it. She opened her mouth and called, and tears actually flowed down.

Under the veil, the delicate face could no longer maintain the previous calmness. She seemed to want to hold him and hold the figure that made her contradictory. From Kirin Mountain, she hid in the dark all the way and followed him.

How many times did you want to come back to him? I just saw Yujiao beside him and the intimate eyes of Long Yun and Yujiao, but I abruptly stopped my impulse.

For many days and nights, she washed her face with tears, and how many times she wanted to leave angrily, but finally she couldn't resist the years of lovesickness, so she chose to continue to follow.

The pain in her heart gradually deepened. It was not until she came to the store in the early morning and showed her identity as Phoenix Pavilion that the president of the store in the early morning promised her to help her perform the play well.

It's not that she wants to deceive Long Yun, but that she is worried about Long Yun. She knows what kind of place it is at the ends of the earth. Long Yun's trip must be nine deaths.

So she wants to protect him. This is a responsibility, a responsibility deeply painted in her heart, and the most important thing in her heart. It is worth comforting her with her life.

I just didn't expect that she, who had expected to encounter danger before Qi Tianfeng, would be ambushed in this place. Just when she was in a deep fantasy, a pair of big hands directly pulled her over.

At that moment, her heart was indescribably excited. This may be fate. Fate made Long Yun the first to hold her, not Yu Jiao, but herself, but she couldn't say her identity.

Although she knew that she was deceiving herself and him, she was still unable to untie her heart knot. Until this moment, when the divine punishment came, she seemed to return to the time when she was green.

At that time, Long Yun resisted the heavenly punishment and thunderstorm with his own strength and helped her break through the realm of the disaster. At that time, her heart had also undergone earth-shaking changes.

Now, he once again walked in front of himself, alone, fighting against the terrible disaster. She even hated herself a little and hated herself why she was always one step late.

But now, looking at his back, her heart is completely quiet. If she dies, she will die. If this time he is destroyed under the disaster, then the next moment, she will accompany him, whether in heaven or hell.

This is her own promise, an unknown promise. He doesn't know it, but she is unwavering!

The figure of the dragon cloud finally collided with the electric dragon in the air. The dazzling light was like an exploding star, strange, and the roaring explosion sounded one after another.

rang through the world, as if it were a demonstration. A figure fell weakly from mid-air and fell heavily in front of her. She knew that it was Long Yun's figure.

The electric dragon in mid-air was also smashed by the desperate impact of Longyun, leaving only half of his body, but it slowly condensed and finally turned into a 40-foot-long dragon.

hovered above and looked at the two humble humans below, but did not continue to attack, but suspended there so quietly, as if waiting for an opportunity and paying attention to the two humans below.

"Brother!" The saint Feng Qingyan hugged the seriously injured Long Yun in her arms, and her snow-white dress had been dyed red by Long Yun's blood!

The blood was still desperately coming out of his mouth, and his body kept pouring out of her body and her heart!