Rumble!

With a loud bang, Zhu Yan's body, which was a bit similar to Gu, suddenly swelled dozens of times. He reached out and grabbed one of the corpse dragons.

Extremely violent.

The dragon king beside him controlled the demon gourd and swept the demon wind to kill him.

"Click!"

A corpse dragon just broke into the camp of those soul beasts.

The fiery red demon-meng gourd appeared above his head, and the demonic aura enveloped it. After a gentle pull, he saw the corpse dragon more than 2,000 meters long being received into the gourd.

The demon-meng gourd shook slightly, and the corpse dragon turned into a stinking corpse water.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the ancient city couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"That demon gourd is worthy of being a magic weapon that the Qingming Demon Emperor spent more than five million years to refine. Even the corpse dragon could not resist its decay power." The old man standing next to Zhou Shentong said in amazement.

Zhou Shentong nodded, looked at the corpse dragon standing next to Chen Changsheng from the corner of his eyes, and said, "If there were no dragon treasures, these holy dragon clans would probably suffer a great loss in the hands of the Dragon King and the others."

In an instant, the two ferocious beasts, Jiao King and Zhu Yan, with the help of the power of the demon gourd, suppressed the hundreds of corpse dragons in the holy ruins.

Seeing the "Sacred Ruins" dragon clan fall into a disadvantage, the group of elders from Qingluan Sect.

There was a burst of ecstasy on his face.

They all knew very well that if the Shengxu Dragon Clan won, they would not have any benefit. If the soul beasts were the ones who won, the people from their Qingluan Sect would not only be safe, but could even capture Chen Changsheng.

In an instant, five or six corpse dragons were taken in by the demon gourd.

Turned into a pile of corpse.

Ao Wudi didn't expect that the other party would have such a valuable treasure in his hand.

A pair of eyes full of death gradually became cold.

Buzzing!

With a blast, Ao Wudi opened his mouth and spit out a bronze chariot, sweeping the rolling dragon power, crushing the demon Meng gourd.

"Longbao?"

Seeing the bronze chariot, Jiao King and Zhu Yan's faces changed slightly.

The warriors standing on the city wall were all jealous. Even if this "Dragon Treasure" is not as good as the ancestral weapon of Empress Qiong Yao, it is countless times stronger than ordinary immortal weapons. Even if compared with the Kaitian Axe, I might as well give in.

"It seems that Ao Wudi is deeply loved by the Dragon Emperor!" Zhou Shentong also looked at the bronze chariot with a hot face, pursed his lips and said, "I actually gave it all the dragon treasure."

The bronze chariot swept through.

The monster transformed from the demonic aura in the sky was smashed to pieces before it even approached it.

"Old Loach, are you okay?" Zhu Yan's eyelids trembled and he asked quickly.

"OK."

The Dragon King gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "So what about Dragon Treasure? This demon-meng gourd was refined by the Qingming Demon Emperor. It took more than 500 years to refine it. Even if you encounter the Dragon Treasure of the Holy Ruins Dragon Clan, you may not lose. Moreover, its realm is much worse than that of this King. If you don't use the Dragon Clan secret techniques, you will only compete for magic weapons, and I am not afraid of it."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The Dragon King roared.

The demon Menggao directly hit Ao Wudi's bronze chariot.

"Bang……"

The two magic weapons collided with each other, making a loud noise.

I saw that Ao Wudi's bronze chariot was actually knocked away hundreds of meters away, and the demon Meng gourd just shook for a moment and stabilized his body.

"hiss!"

I saw the demon-meng gourd gaining the upper hand.

Both Jiao Wang and Zhu Yan were slightly awake and then burst into laughter.

"Haha... So what about the Holy Ruins Dragon Clan? Today, I will destroy you dead loaches." The black green scales on the body of the dragon king, who instantly became energetic, also emitted a simple and vicissitudes of the aura.

Jiao looked at Ao Wudi with mocking expression on his face.

"Old Loach, if you deal with that dragon treasure, leave the remaining dead loach to..."

Click!

With a crisp sound, it was uploaded from the demon gourd.

Zhu Yan's voice stopped abruptly.

The smile on the Dragon King's face froze suddenly. He looked at the black shadow on the demon mom's gourd with a daze. Only after he was impatient did he see clearly that Chen Changsheng's turtle soul had fallen on the gourd at some point.

He opened his mouth and bit the demon into a big piece.

The endless demonic aura was leaking out wildly.

I saw that the green bean eyes of the Turtle Soul turned around for a few seconds and blocked his mouth directly into the gap of the gourd. The demonic energy that had accumulated for more than five million years was swallowed by it.

"All beast, do you dare to destroy my demon gourd?" The dragon king's eyes turned red and he roared in anger. The murderous intent on his body seemed to freeze the entire battlefield.

The warriors standing on the wall were stunned.

Everyone looked at the turtle soul with dull eyes.

Thinking of its criminal record, many people even turned to look at the Buddha of Three Life and Three Life.

Wasn't his Buddha treasure lotus platform bitten by a large piece of it? In the end, he swallowed it whole. Who would have thought that even the little thing could chew on the magic weapon refined by the Qingming Demon Emperor like this?

"Ao!"

Seeing the Dragon King rushing over, four short legs were holding the demonic gourd, constantly devouring the turtle souls inside. Suddenly, they turned their heads, looked at the Dragon King with a fierce look on their faces, and roared lowly.

Then, he continued to block its mouth on the gourd.

Before the Dragon King could approach, the turtle soul began to escape with the demon-meng gourd.

"Tsk tsk! That little thing is still addicted to eating. He has accumulated more than five million years of demonic energy. He is not afraid of suffocating himself to death?" The old man standing next to Zhou Shentong looked at the Turtle Soul with a strange look on his face.

Zhou Shentong shook his head and looked at the turtle soul with a suspicious look on his face.

You know, even the Immortal Emperor may not be able to bear the demonic aura in the demon gourd, and the turtle soul not only looks strange, but also has a look of enjoyment...

"Old loach, you... did you actually let that beast eat the demon gourd?"

Seeing the demon-meng gourd falling into the hands of the turtle soul, Zhu Yan also felt furious and roared red with his eyes. Without the demon-meng gourd, how could they compete with the group of corpse dragons?

"Charge..."

Rumble!

"Little..." Before Zhu Yan could express his word "heart", he saw Ao Wudi's bronze beast car directly crushing on the huge body of the Dragon King.

The two or three thousand meters long dragon king was shocked all over, and a hint of panic flashed across the dragon's face. He didn't dare to continue chasing the turtle soul. He was so painful that he didn't care about the damage to his body, and turned his head and ran towards Zhu Yan.

Seeing the actions of the Dragon King, Zhu Yan was so scared that the beast hair stood upside down, with red eyes and roaring: "Old Loach, you bastard, have you led Longbao here, I * your ancestors for 18 generations..."
Chapter completed!