"Hmph! You dare to destroy the beast soul of my elder Longting? Today, I will let you, the Holy Ruins clan be completely removed from the world." Qinglong looked over with his eyes like lightning, and the beast's face was full of ferocious sneer.

The Great Elder was enthroned by its father and protected it for millions of years. It was his contribution to being able to escape so quickly, so naturally he could not tolerate the Holy Ruins Dragon Emperor hurting it at all.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The mountain wind blows.

A powerful aura spread out from Qinglong's body, and his eyes became extremely scarlet. Even a strong man like Changyou and the evil immortal felt the violent aura on Qinglong's body, he was shivering.

"Tsk tsk, this little green dragon is worthy of being the young master of the Dragon Court. The momentum on his body is really ridiculous. Those corpse dragons in the Holy Ruins are probably in danger." Chang raised his eyelids with his right eyes, his eyes fell on Qinglong and said coldly.

Python Tianxing beside him also trembled.

Even though it is a powerful man in the imperial realm, it is not much better than the elders of the ancient tribes in the distance, and his eyes are filled with a look of fear.

"Master, this young master of Qinglong is like the old loach in the Holy Ruins. He is both at the fifth level of the Emperor Realm, but how could his aura be so much stronger?" Mang Tianxing asked in a trembling voice.

"Hmph! The magical powers, magic, and the bloodline talents of the Qinglong clan themselves are not comparable to those of the corpse dragons in the Holy Ruins?" Changyou sneered twice, and looked at the huge body of the Qinglong, and the light in his eyes flashed.

I was furious when I saw Qinglong.

The other Beast Emperors of the ancient tribes were also palpitations at this moment.

I didn't dare to take a breath.

The Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins and the corpse dragons behind it were wary, looking at the Qinglong opposite him with a serious expression. He only heard a few muffled sounds of slap, slap, and slap. He saw eight battle flags flying out of its sleeves. The terrifying dragon power covered the entire mountain. Some ancient tribes with slightly lower cultivation were frightened to fall to the ground on the spot, with their faces full of fear and horror.

"Battle Flag?"

Seeing the Qinglong, he actually used the dragon flag to deal with the corpse dragons in the Holy Ruins, the corners of the evil immortal's mouth twitched slightly, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

Thinking of Qinglong's talent and strength, I felt a trembling heart.

You know, it took more than three thousand years to refine these flags, but it could only wield one or two of its strength. However, Qinglong had already refined them in less than a cup of tea after getting these battle flags.

How to avoid making it scared?

“Huhuhuhu”

The battle flags with different auras were whistling behind the Qinglong.

"Old Loach, it's still time to leave your hands. If this young master is in a good mood, he can still leave some fire seeds for your Holy Ruins. Otherwise, after today, there will be no more corpse dragon in this sky." Qinglong said coldly.

Hearing the threat from the Qinglong, the Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins did not speak.

Pa, pa, pa

More than a dozen immortal weapons and ancestral weapons-quality dragon treasures flew out from it. I knew that those battle flags were powerful, and I didn't dare to be careless at all.

The momentum of the fifth level of the Emperor Realm exploded out of it at a glance.

The entire mountain became tense.

"Hmph! It's stubborn." Seeing the actions of the Dragon Emperor of the Saint Ruins, Qinglong's face became completely gloomy. His eyes narrowed, he raised his hand and pointed gently at the Dragon Emperor of the Saint Ruins, and said coldly: "Qianqi, go."

Woo woo woo woo

The hostility of the Qinglong instantly surged into the flags. One of them wrote a battle flag in the dragon clan text, and suddenly started to stir up. After a low dragon roar, he saw tens of thousands of ancient dragon souls flying out of it, thriving into thousands of troops, and rushing towards it with a strange roar.

The shouts of killing are shocking.

"Do you want to be a dragon army?"

The Dragon Emperor of the Saint Ruins flashed, and before the thousands of troops and horses rushed over in the flag, the majestic momentum also emerged, turning into a territory, and said coldly: "Forbidden"

The Ganqi Dragon Army, which was originally galloping with a murderous intent, suddenly froze. Like the beast soul of the Great Elder, was imprisoned in ancient valleys, and its rigid and stiff faces became panicked.

"Essence?" Seeing that his fucking dragon army was imprisoned by the other party, Qinglong was not panicked. He clicked his mouth and sneered: "This is the strongest blood talent of your corpse dragon clan? It seems that it is just that."

Bang, bang, bang

The momentum of Qinglong's body became more and more terrifying.

In addition to the dry flag, the remaining seven flags also began to dance.

"Kunqi, go"

"Duiqi"

""

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The seven flags instantly swept over the Shengxu Dragon Emperor, Chen Changsheng and others, and the entire mountain suddenly became windy and clouds. These battle flags were the command flags that Longting used to conquer the tribes in the first battle of all walks of life in the heavens and circles.

Although the Dragon Court had been destroyed by others millions of years ago, there were still ancient souls of millions of dragon warriors in these battle flags. The Qinglong, which had completely refined the dragon flag, was equivalent to the addition of eight ancient soul troops of the dragon clan out of thin air.

Even if these ancient souls encounter soldiers from the ancient tribes, they are still as powerful as they are unstoppable. Moreover, there are only eight and nine corpse dragons left on the Holy Ruins.

"cut"

Pa, pa, pa.

Seeing that the ancient souls of the dragon clan had already pounced over, the Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins raised its huge claws and slapped it directly. With a bang, he saw that thousands of ancient souls of the dragon clan instantly turned into a trace of soul mist under its brute force and dissipated here.

The ancient souls of these dragon clans have the worst cultivation level and the Holy Body Realm.

Among them, there are many ordinary imperial realms.

The Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins slapped thousands of ancient souls with one claw. If such a battle record was put on weekdays, it would be enough to shock many powerful people from the ancient tribe. At this moment, the ancient dragon soul it killed was for the dragon army with eight battle flags.

It's just a drop in the ocean.

It was like a small stone thrown into the pond without causing any ripples.

"Ao"

On the mountains, the dragon roars constantly.

Not only the Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins, but also Chen Changsheng, Ao Wudi and others were surrounded by the ancient soul warriors of these dragon clans, three layers inside and three layers outside.

The rays of light burst out from magical powers and magic weapons are everywhere in the sky.

Chen Changsheng's turtle soul broke into the camp of the ancient dragon souls like a tiger entering the flock of sheep. The turtle chains on his back kept ringing, and countless ancient souls were sucked in by it. Before he could struggle, they turned into a wisp of soul mist.

"Ao Wudi, take them away from here." The Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins said with an ugly face.

"leave?"

Hearing the order of the Dragon Emperor of the Saint Ruins, the Young Master Qinglong who was standing in the distance also sneered. Yu Guang glanced at Chen Changsheng, Ao Wudi and others, and saw that everyone in the Saint Ruins, together with Chen Changsheng, the Ghost Emperor and the Sin Turtle, were surrounded by their own battle flags.
Chapter completed!