Primal Chaos Ancestral Dragon Secret Art

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Silver Thunder Clap of Thunder Ball is a fiercely hidden weapon.

Don’t look at the size of the longan, but if you use true qi, you can break out the terrifying devastating strength, even if the Transcendent Realm powerhouse’s body protecting true qi is hard to resist, it will be directly blown into pieces.

It can be said that it is murdering to seize the treasures, destroying the dead, and the necessity of home travel.

However, this hidden weapon is generally used in conjunction with array, or institutional traps, and few people will directly use it as a grenade.

Because this hidden weapon has a fatal flaw, the strength contained in it is too violent, so it is impossible to control the enemy with the spirit sense control, only the line is excited.

So, as long as the cultivator reacts fast enough, there is still a chance to dodge.

But now, three people aim at the Silver Thunder Clap of Thunder Ball, one is the cultivation base, the weak Wu Wuji, and the other is the gray clothed old man who is seriously injured.

Even though Long Hao is still in good shape, he is rushing up, and with the speed of the Silver Thunder Clap of Thunder Ball, he is hard to dodge.

I have to say that the time of Lin Jianqing’s aim is perfect, and I want to kill all three people with this blow.

At this juncture, what is the powerhouse inheritance, what Golden Core treasure… He doesn’t want to, and only has single thought in his mind, that is to live.

“haha, die, let’s die…”

“Want to kill me, next life…”

Lin Jianqing laughed, his face twisted and his eyes widened.

“what……”

Qin Wuji, who is recovering, is also a pupil shrinking, and there is no blood on his pale face.

Not to mention that he is not recovering now, even in the state of Peak, with his Fleshy Body Realm’s cultivation base, it is absolutely impossible to avoid the bombing of the Silver Thunder Clap of Thunder Ball.

“Young Master…”

Gray clothed old man turn pale with fright, how can you not think of it, Lin Jianqing, who has been seriously injured, still has such terrifying tricks.

But in the face of the threat of death, gray clothed old man first thought of not himself, but Qin Wuji.

“Ah!”

Gray clothed old man, who had already run out of light, suddenly burst out with a lion-like roar, dragging the heart of the wound, and actually stood up miraculously.

“final radiance of a setting sun?” Long Hao was quite surprised. He didn’t understand what a strength was, supporting him.

It’s too late, it’s fast.

Gray clothed old man slammed into the air and burst into an astonishing rush. He dared to rush to Qin Wuji before the Silver Thunder Clap of Thunder Ball came.

At the same time, he burned the true qi with the body only, condensing a true qi light shield in front of him.

Hong long!

The terrifying power of the Silver Thunder Clap of Thunder Ball poured out like a torrent of water.

But gray clothed old man, the ruined body of the vicissitudes of life, at that moment, it looks as tall as a mountain, blocking the terrifying devastating strength from the pouring.

“Do not……”

Qin Wuji widened his eyes and looked at the gray clothed old man’s body, giving him a hysterical bark.

This scene is touching.

But now Long Hao has no time to sigh, because there is also a Silver Thunder Clap of Thunder Ball, which has appeared in front of him.

The silver stream is gradually magnified in his pupil, and a strength of the heavens and exterminating the Earth will pour out…

Long Hao screamed and felt the threat of death for the first time.

“meow meow ……”

Suddenly a crisp cat screamed.

Followed by Long Hao, he found that Long Xiaomiao turned into a streamer and flew forward.

The little guy is extremely fast and extremely flexible, so you can easily escape as long as you leap.

But it didn’t do that, and moved toward Silver Thunder Clap of Thunder Ball, and rushed to the front of the Silver Thunder Clap of Thunder Ball.

Immediately, the devastating strength filled with death aura disappeared.

There is no trace of happiness in Long Hao’s eyes.

Looking at Long Xiaomiao pu tong, screaming on the ground, holding a stomach and making painful mourning, he suddenly felt his mind, like Five Thunder Explosion.

He has always regarded Long Xiaomiao as a pet he adopted.

It has only been discovered until now that Long Xiaomiao has always regarded him as a close relative, even at the risk of his life to save him.

Loved ones!

For the unrecognized Long Hao at Profound Yellow Great World, it has an extraordinary meaning.

“Xiaomiao ……” Long Hao reached out and wanted to pick up Long Xiaomiao.

But at this moment, Long Xiaomiao seems to have a tight spell, and the pain is rolling around on the ground, and it also makes a distressing whine.

Obviously, the Silver Thunder Clap of Thunder Ball swallowed did not explode, but it caused a lot of trauma to Long Xiaomiao.

“Lin Jianqing !”

A roar is like a giant dragon roaring.

Raising his head violently, Long Hao’s bloodshot eyes became scarlet, and a strong killing intent was released, making the surrounding air cold and cold.

boom!

Long Hao takes a step forward and directly smashes the rock.

Step by step, the Spirit Artifact, which was dragged on the ground, tore a long gully from the ground.

At the same time, Qin Wuji also dragged his heavy body, coming in the other direction, holding the sword of the gray clothed old man.

Two strong suffocates were scattered, and Lin Jianqing, who was in the center, only felt that two mountain peaks were squeezed, causing him to stagnate and tremble with his legs and feet.

He is the Young Master of the Lin Family valve, the genius disciple of the Purple Thunder Holy Land…

He has a myriad of halo envelopes, normally aloof and remote, 睥睨all living things.

However, in the face of death, he is no different from those of the ordinary person. The fear surges like a tide, making him shudder, and his constantly shaking mouth even wants to ask for no sound.

Pu chi !

The cold sword fell, piercing his shoulder and nailing him to the ground.

Pu chi !

The sharp blade cut off his calf directly.

Pu chi !

Pu chi !

……

Long Hao and Qin Wuji are opposite each other. They are covered with blood, but they are all expressionless. They just mechanically wave the sword in their hands and cut them on Lin Jianqing’s body again and again.

That scene, like the meat stuffing.

However, it was accompanied by the flesh and blood of the flying, and the screaming screaming.

It has been going on for a long time, the screams have disappeared, and even the blood is no longer splashing. Lin Jianqing on the ground has turned into a mud.

Pu tong!

Qin Wuji fell to the ground and kept wiping the sword with his sleeves. His eyes were straight, as if recalling the bits and pieces of the gray clothed old man.

Qin Zhong, also known as gray clothed old man, although originally a servant who took care of him, but Qin Wuji’s eyesight is no different from his pro-grandfather, but also the last relatives in this world.

“Festival.”

A faint sentence left, Long Hao put the Spirit Artifact sword on the ground, walked back, gently picked up the slightly quiet Long Xiaomiao, stroking its hair, and kept calming.