The screams of the demon army resounded throughout the world. On the Texas Plain, blood rain churned. The silver dragons shuttled freely in the dense array of demon army, and the silver true scales ruthlessly hit the body of the demon army. These strong, fierce, and perfect super living bodies collapsed and shattered under the impact of the dragon, like broken blue and white porcelain. The thin meat scraps and tiny bones turned into blood curtains, covering the sky.

The absolute strength is huge, and it is undoubtedly crushed. The True Yuan Tianlong swept across thousands of troops in a divine manner, and all those who block the way can borrow it into flying chips. Under this absolute power, even the demon army that has evolved to the peak of life form has lost its ambition to fight and its arrogance as a high-level creature. They have tasted fear for the first time in their lives.

At the critical moment of life and death, the demon army that seemed to be united and had a heart-to-heart communication appeared to be divided. Most demon army chose to escape under the threat of the dragon, a way of survival for those with weak power to save their lives. This is the survival skill learned by the demon army from the humans they fought against during the evolution of the way. A small number of demon army showed a more violent and powerful combat power than usual.

They still strictly abide by the evolutionary iron law set by the master brain of the Red Heart Queen in their genes. Only by eliminating competitors can they further transform into a higher life form. Pursuing evolution and transcending life is the original intention of the Saints. Although they betrayed the humans who control themselves, betrayed the master brain, and betrayed their old kings, they still finally had the original intention of their existence.

"Roar—" A black-faced leader crashed into the Great Heavenly Dragon at a speed as fast as a leopard. Dozens of eagle-mouth hooks on his body shot wildly, eager to transform the Great Heavenly Dragon into his own subordinates.

This false and unrealistic effort was ruthlessly counterattacked by the Great Heavenly Dragon. The Tianlong's mouth opened for the first time. A translucent luminous white rushes out from its mouth and suddenly penetrates into the black demon lieutenant's lower abdomen. Its face that looks like a baby showed a confused expression, and its neck twisted nervously. A white light spreads out from its lower abdomen, sweeping its entire body.

"Wow——" The demon lieutenant let out a dying howl. Its body exploded like a soap bubble, and a hideous and ugly dandelion-shaped flower bloomed in the air. "Boom——" The dragon seemed to be confused. After the demon lieutenant was crushed to pieces, it penetrated straight into the ground from the air and stepped on its pile of meat scraps. It completely turned it into meat sauce.

The dragon's winding dragon's body swings across the sky like a demonstration, curling up in the air into an inverted S-shaped shape, and then suddenly unfolds. It turns into a parabolic shape, sweeping along the inclined surface at a fifteen-degree angle to the horizon. The high-level demon slaves who rushed to the black demon lieutenant exploded at the same time, like a string of blue firecrackers, exploded into mud one after another.

The surging blood mud was like a black tide of death, hitting Meng Sansheng and Qingxin hard, submerging their bodies.

The despairing howls of the demon army become more and more ferocious. Their fighting will collapse in the face of the absolute strength of the Tianlong. The powerful corps formed by the Saint Prisoners are facing disintegration.

The rushing footsteps in the wilderness rumbling. It was the sound of the Saints giving up resistance and running away from all over the world. The big dragon roared angrily, chasing the escaped demon army, killing wildly. It was getting farther and farther away from Meng Sansheng and Qingxin.

"Okay!" Qingxin stood up from the ground excitedly.

"Let's go down!" Meng Sansheng rolled on the ground, and kicked him over to the ground with a sweeping leg.

"What's wrong? Mengshi? We won!" Qingxin said excitedly.

"I am really a down-and-out person who doesn't do tasks. Where has the combat experience accumulated in the past gone? I ask you, is the head demon master dead?" Meng Sansheng asked in a low voice.

"This... we even blew his stomach, and its demon realm was terminated. It should have died..." Qingxin said uncertainly.

"Why did you forget that the Saint Prison will definitely not die if he is not exposed to a headshot." Meng Sansheng whispered.

"..." Qingxin suddenly felt chill all over, "Mengshi, you mean... it's still alive."

"Let's go down quickly. If it recovers, it may come to us." Meng Sansheng closed his eyes and continued to lie on the ground.

"..." Qingxin quickly pounced on the ground, hugged her head with her hands, and did not dare to raise her body any longer.

"With the time when Tianlong and the demon army were not free, we crawled out little by little. Don't move our hands and feet, just arched with our bodies, pretending to be dead as soon as we were discovered. Do you know?" Meng Sansheng spread his face down on the ground, his hands and feet hanging down his body, but his butt was arching, like a big green worm, crawling towards the outer edge of the battlefield from a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

"Oh!" Qingxin learned from Meng Sansheng's appearance, arching like a bug, and crawling out of the battlefield in a very embarrassing manner.

The two people's images were so embarrassing that they were extremely embarrassed. The armor was broken, covered with strong sour burns, covered with pus and blood, and the rotten smell was hard to bear. No matter how you look at it, they looked like two rotten corpses. In addition, the two people were arching like insects, and when they looked over, they were as terrifying as corpses. On a vast battlefield, the slow movement of these two people did not attract any attention at all.

As the sweep of the Great Heavenly Dragon further intensified, the deaths and injuries of the demon army became more and more severe. The morale of the army also fell to the extreme. In the end, only the personal guards of the head demon master were left on the battlefield - hundreds of flying and land heresy.

These heretics have almost the same attack power as the demon master, but they have lost the possibility of evolution and growth. All their hopes for evolution are placed on their master, the head demon master. Therefore, the fighting will and loyalty to the king are the strongest.

The Great Heavenly Dragon's fierce flame dragon breath collided with its true energy. Under the low block of their strong semi-metal shell, the effect was not as obvious as that for ordinary demon soldiers. Despite this, facing the Great Heavenly Dragon, the heretics had no power to win at all and could only die in the end. However, their terrifying vitality still barely held the Great Heavenly Dragon's unstoppable offensive.

The heresy on land roars like a rhino, and the sharp and harsh roar of the heresy flying heresy mixed with the anger of the heavenly dragon like a mad dragon, forming a huge sound wave that was surging the rivers and seas, repeatedly washing the world. The ground was shaken by these roars, buzzing and shaking, as if it was repeatedly experiencing a magnitude five earthquake.

Meng Sansheng and Qingxin were crawling, and their bodies were shaking to the ground by violent vibrations. At this moment, murderous aura suddenly arose. The cold field pressure penetrated into the mental field of the two silently, like a sharp blade formed by frost, penetrated directly into the brain stem.

"Um--" The two of them hummed in pain at the same time. The crisis of death is imminent.

Although this terrifying field pressure is not as strong as the Ivy Tyrant, it is enough to defeat the awakened one's strong mental defense.

The head demon master who has been hiding in the fog is finally about to take action.

"It's really not dead!" Qingxin looked at Meng Sansheng with a pale face.

Now both of them are covered in strong acid burns, their skin dissolved, their true energy is exhausted, their weapons of the technological force are melted down, their armor is dissipated without trace, and they are bare-handed and have no power to resist the demon master. They cannot even resist the attack of a heretic.

Comrades from afar are even more unlikely to come to rescue. The Great Heavenly Dragon created by Meng Sansheng is raging, and the person who sees it will die. This Heavenly Dragon is caused by the accumulation of depression, and is angry, and has a dissatisfaction. He only wants to see blood in his eyes. Compared to the graceful and majestic Great Heavenly Dragon in the guild duel arena, it is even more cruel and fierce. Once the action is taken, the blood will come back. Once the other comrades in the powerful team are exposed, the Great Heavenly Dragon will definitely turn around, regardless of the enemy or friend, and kill it with one block. Moreover, whether they are the opponents of the head demon master is also a problem.

Now facing the Great Heavenly Dragon, the head demon master and Meng Sansheng are in the same situation. The Great Heavenly Dragon has not noticed their existence. The Head demon master just needs to quietly hide from Meng Sansheng and Qing Xin, kill him with one blow, and then hide quietly. Without knowing the gods, even the Great Heavenly Dragon has no choice but to do it.

"Have Concubine Hua woke up?" Meng Sansheng quickly pressed his forehead with his hand, used the link to ask other members of the Grip Team for help through the spiritual link.

"She used too much force just now and got tired of herself. She is still in a coma and can no longer be transmitted." Sima Qing's impatient voice came from the spiritual link, "You can find a way for yourself. Didn't you create that Tianlong? You can't take it away?"

"Hitler wasn't born to his father yet. Did you see his father taking him away?" Meng Sansheng said with a glaring look.

"If you ask Qingxin to attract firepower, it's over if you run back. Anyway, you save his life and you avenge his revenge, just treat it as paying off the debt." Sima Qing said impatiently.

"Just count you talk too much, stay with me." Meng San was so angry that he smoked his seven orifices.

"Mengshi, I...I...I can do it!" Qingxin mustered up the courage and said in a deep voice.

"Shut up, I will naturally tell you to die if you are needed. Now stay honestly." Meng Sansheng said angrily.

"Brother Meng, are you discovered to pretend to be dead?" Olivia asked with concern.

"The head demon master's field pressure has found us." Meng Sansheng said helplessly, "Okay, I'll find another way."

He closed the mental link, closed his eyes and looked carefully, and found that the scene was pressed down for a while and became much more fierce again. He knew that the head demon master was approaching, but it did not take action.

After all, Meng Sansheng was the one who created the Great Heavenly Dragon with his own hands. The head demon master was not familiar with his background, nor did he know whether he had the ability to kill it. Moreover, the destruction of the demon realm caused its ability to lose a lot. Meng Sansheng guessed that its current situation was similar to his own, and that it was all in a state of vaginitis.

"Qingxin, get close to me, hurry!" Meng Sansheng suddenly had an idea and climbed onto a rock in the wilderness. The rock was buried deep underground, only slightly higher than the ground. At this time, a layer of blood and blood of the demon army had been splashed, looking extremely disgusting. Meng Sansheng climbed up the stone regardless of the care, tilted his head to Qingxin, and signaled him to come over quickly. Qingxin quickly arched his body hard and climbed quietly without attracting the attention of the big dragon.!~!
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