Landing in the Fantastic World

"I know the current affairs officer is Junjie. Lord Yaotian has a mighty strategy, far from being able to compare with Lord Xianjun."

Ling Qian embraced his arms with his chest, his mouth slightly tilted, and said, "Xiaoshui, hand over the body of Lord Xianjun. Seeing our previous friendship, I will spare you my life."

"Dream! I have placed the owner's body in a safe place, and you never want to find it."

Under the roar of the dragon, there were two extreme powers, one Yin and one Yang.

At this moment, the world was ringing loudly, and all around the lake was shrouded in horrific cold and heat.

The monks who practiced in the Yuanyuan and Huajing realms were just overwhelmed by this momentum.

There were even many monks who had been trained in the mixed Yuan Realm and died directly.

"Unlucky, then I'll take you on the road!"

Ling Qian looked somber and yelled, "Fight!"

Four monks of the Holy Kings stand in four directions, forming an array of eyes, and the rest of the monks stand around the lake, and jointly perform a formation method, trapping the dragon in the sky like a cage.

The aura between heaven and earth was drained at this moment.

The moment the spirit was lost, the momentum on the dragon suddenly turned into nothingness.

"Xiaoshui, don't struggle anymore. Is it worth it for a dead person? Finally, give you another chance ..." Ling Qian said coldly, with a murderous look in his eyes.

Before the words were finished, I was interrupted by the dragon. "Haha ... You still kill me. Without the master, I would have died long ago. The kindness of the master, memorable little water, and you will never find the master Of the body. "

After speaking, the scales of the dragon's body suddenly shattered, his body swelled up like a balloon, and a devastating momentum broke out.

"Oops! It's about to explode Long Jing, hurry up!"

auzw.com Ling Qian yelled, and then his body quickly moved backwards, as did the other holy kings.

"Booming ..."

A shattering blast of heaven and earth rang from Bibo Lake, reverberating throughout the Beiluo Wasteland, the sky and the earth changed, as if the black ink had been sprayed, there was no darkness, and the strong wind rose like the end of the day.

Ling Qian and other four holy kings were severely injured and blood vomited to varying degrees, but they escaped after all, and their faces were extremely ugly at the moment.

The monks from the Yuanyuan Realm, the Fortune Realm, and the Celestial Realm who came together were blown to pieces by this devastating explosion, and the whole army was overwhelmed.

In addition, Feng Xianjun's body was not found. It can be said that the loss was heavy, but there was no gain.

Mu Yu and Xia Qingxue passed through the secret road at the bottom of the lake and came to the wasteland tens of thousands of feet away.

When they heard the terrible explosion, they turned around.

Looking afar, Lake Bibo, which is tens of thousands of feet away, is already full of smoke and ruins.

"It's gone ..." Mu Yu said lightly, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"How do you know?" Xia Qingxue wondered, how did he know what happened thousands of feet away?

Mu Yu stretched out his palm, and an extremely hot red-red flame appeared in the palm of his hand, which was the next day's flame that had just merged with him.

However, the flame of the flame the next day was a bit bleak, and Mars was floating in the air, as if crying and crying.

Mu Yu was now the master of the next day's torch, and felt a sorrow in the next day's torch.

Xia Qingxue also immediately released a dry blue ice flame.

The dry blue ice flame at this moment was like the holy flame of the next day, trembling and weeping.

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