The ancient dragon's nest rises and falls in the sky and earth, like a golden dragon that runs through the sky. No matter how powerful the desolate beasts show their magical powers, they still cannot shake the martial idiot sitting at the top.
"It's broken. The real dragon stick and the ancient dragon's nest are integrated into one. The current ancient dragon's nest can be called the holy treasure of the avenue!"
The strong men of the Blood Dragon clan widened their eyes with anger. The true dragon king in the past controlled the ancient dragon nest and was an invincible king. If he had not exhausted his resources in the process of building the great pass, he would definitely not be killed by the blood dragon king!
If Wu Chi once again takes control of the ancient dragon nest, there will be a glimmer of hope to become the next true dragon king in the future, which is something that the major royal families of the wild beasts do not want to see.
In fact, the Blood Dragon Clan has been in charge of the ancient Dragon Nest for a long time, and has never been able to reduce the foundation of the Dragon Nest to a tonic for the Blood Dragon Clan. The amount of True Dragon Qi accumulated in it is astronomical!
"Boom!"
The blood dragon soldiers were shocked and almost couldn't bear to fight, but considering the safety of the little dragon king, they had no choice but to give up.
A terrifying loud noise suddenly exploded, and a deep crack opened in the void, followed by a bloody light, like a hundred thousand heavenly swords sweeping across, and patches of wild beasts were blown apart!
"It's the Blood Sun Sacred Treasure!"
A strong man from the Desolate Beast roared angrily, and they were discussing countermeasures around the ancient dragon's nest. Unexpectedly, the Blood Sun Sacred Treasure hanging on the Xiong Pass burned and erupted, launching a long-distance offensive.
"boom!"
The white-haired Shura stood in the bloody sun, and the holy sun shook because of him, bursting out with endless bloody divine light, hitting the depths of the battlefield, flooding the entire land, majestic and shocking.
"roar……"
A group of blood dragon elites were unable to control themselves. They had splitting headaches and growled in fear. They felt as if their bodies were being eaten by thousands of evil beasts. It was as if they had fallen into boundless purgatory and suffered mental torture.
The Holy Treasure of the Blood Sun is a super powerful weapon that guards Xiongguan. It is usually difficult to revive it on its own initiative. However, White-haired Shura is different. He has already mastered the Holy Treasure and can carry out mental shock even from a long distance.
"Attack the entire army and kill!"
Ding Tiandao seemed extremely domineering. The white-haired Shura suppressed the army of desolate beasts with his holy treasure. The Tianxia Legion sent out a large number of troops, broke out of the front line, and pressed towards the ancient dragon's nest.
"Woooo..."
The white-haired Shura stretched out his slender, crystal-clear palm and blew the battlefield horn himself, the sound shook the sky, summoning the warriors.
"Master is too domineering, isn't he?!"
At this moment, Guan Tianyu was as excited as a child, with silver hair reaching her waist. She stood on her feet and looked at the white-haired Shura standing in the bloody sun. He personally blew the battlefield horn and called on the soldiers and horses from all over the world to rush to the first battle zone!
The Daxia Legion killed more than a dozen elite combat troops, and a large number of patrols came, including the Wu Chi lineage, Qilin King lineage, and strong men one after another across the bloody battlefield, all pressing towards the first battle zone!
This is a big storm. The ancient dragon nest has been suppressed, especially the little dragon king is inside. Once Wu Chi is given time to refine the dragon nest, the life or death of the little dragon king will be a foregone conclusion!
"Everyone rush over to me!"
Elder Heifeng roared loudly and led a group of elites from Yaowang Valley to rush to the aid of Tianxia Army.
Even the elite combat troops of the major legions rushed to the battlefield world one after another after receiving the call from White-haired Shura.
"boom!"
In the main city area, the War King's Sword woke up from his slumber. Qingyuan looked cold and carried the Heavenly Sword all the way to the depths of the battlefield. The battle body was shrouded in the dazzling divine phoenix, roaring to shake the rivers and mountains, and sacrificed a group of powerful wild beasts alive.
He went on a killing spree in the direction of the main city, hoping to relieve the pressure on the first battle zone!
This super war is originally led by the Blood Dragon Clan. The life and death of the Little Dragon King will affect the entire battle. The Desolate Beast Clan will take back the ancient dragon nest at all costs!
"Asshole!"
However, the faces of the forces of the Jing family were gloomy. They did not expect that the white-haired Shura would call out such a movement, and that all parties would rush to help. They did not expect that the martial idiot would briefly suppress the ancient dragon's nest with the real dragon stick.
Some warlords and some military bosses are not in a good mood. Once the martial idiots take control of the true dragon's lair, what will happen in the future? The road to rise will be unstoppable!
"Kill..."
The battle situation reversed, and the peak battlefield between humans and wild beasts began around the ancient dragon's nest. Both sides invested more and more troops. On the contrary, the pressure faced by the top legions was infinitely reduced.
The battle in the dragon's nest was also fierce. Su Changqing burned all his skills to fight against the injured king beast, hoping to win the title of king!
If he kills the king beast in the Tongtian realm, he will be qualified to be crowned king. Coupled with the military exploits he has accumulated during this period, there is some hope of being crowned war king.
This made him scream in excitement. The ancient unicorn behind him had just materialized. Xiao Qingqing spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on the unicorn. This unicorn was like a sleeping holy beast awakening!
"Sister-in-law, give me another mouthful of milk!"
Su Changqing screamed strangely, and the Qilin bloodline was baptized, condensing the pressure of the holy beast, deeply resonating with his body, and releasing a series of secret techniques that surged in power.
"Hahaha……"
The angry voice of the Little Dragon King came: "Then let me see what kind of confidence Zu Shanglu has given you?!"
The Little Dragon King can suppress even the top Tianlong Life Wheel, how can he be afraid of the young Dragon Xiang who is on the road to the origin of life.
He is majestic and majestic, tall and towering, surrounded by bloody divine light, rising from the ground like a magic star to meet the swooping figure.
A purely physical contest without any Taoism is like two giant mountains colliding in the void, erupting with a rumbling divine sound that is deafening.
This is not an ordinary hunter's duel. The fight between Jun Tian and Xiao Long Wang can be called the pinnacle of collision. They kill each other, crushing each other's strength, and their divine power explodes to its peak.
"Boom!"
The void is trembling. This is the oppression that makes even the Dao-level flesh tremble. It is a pure physical fight, with no Taoist methods, no supernatural powers, only brutal and rough trampling.
Jun Tian's heart was filled with fighting blood, his eyes were extremely sharp, and the divine power he unleashed in a short period of time was like a frenzy that overwhelmed the Little Dragon King.
"roar……"
The Little Dragon King let out a long roar, and the blood-like flesh shell spurted out dragon power, shattering the pressing divine power, and stretched out his palm to smash Jun Tian's face.
Jun Tian raised his fist to meet him, and the impact of his fist was like hitting a supreme real dragon, giving him strong pressure, like a terrifying dragon hitting his head.
However, Jun Tian is so brave, with his gray hair hanging loose, his moves are wide open and close, and he comes forward to suppress. Every attack is at its peak. The body of the Little Dragon King trembles slightly, even the supreme true dragon can be knocked off his feet.
turn.
"boom!"
In the end, Jun Tian's whole body was boiling with energy, and his fist seals were filled with divine light. In an instant, he outlined a blue dragon and performed the Nine True Dragon Styles.
Dragon roars roared within the body of the Little Dragon King, his palms cut through the sky, and the blood dragon hands bloomed. Two huge claws appeared in the void, splitting the void, grabbing the incoming blue dragon, and tearing it alive.
Juntian's hair was dancing wildly, his eyes were like cold lightning, and he performed the Nine True Dragon Styles one after another, hitting thirty-six heads in total.
From here, we can see how powerful Juntian's physical body is. The thirty-six blue dragons are extremely dazzling. They are like living real dragons sweeping across the battlefield, pressing against the Little Dragon King, and their illusory claws explode in shock.
"I really didn't expect you to be able to fight with me physically. There really is something to be said for my ancestor's journey."
The Little Dragon King stepped into the sky, his long blood-colored hair danced wildly, and blood spurted out from his pores, flooding a corner of the ancient dragon's lair, filled with terrifying holy power.
He pressed forward one step after another, with overwhelming power and energy and blood rushing into the sky, he resisted thirty-six blue dragons. Then his body shook, and he rushed out with extremely terrifying waves. There was no doubt that he could knock down a mountain.
Turn into ashes.
The little dragon king was so powerful that his mouth and nose were swallowing up a sea of blood vortex, and all thirty-six blue dragons were swallowed into it and crushed into residue.
This is the innate magical power of the Blood Dragon Clan. The sea of blood is boundless, rumbling around the Little Dragon King, bursting out with terrifying light, and can tear the ocean apart and split the earth at every turn.
The situation in Juntian changed drastically, and holy light spewed out from its pores, flooding the heaven and earth, like the eternal sacred furnace burning, and the holy magic of Tianxia was unleashed!
Jun Tian, the cave-holding magical power of Tianxia Dongtian, has long been cultivated. Now, with Jun Tian's push, the holy light is billowing all over his body, pressing against the overwhelming whirlpool of the sea of blood.
"boom!"
If it hadn't been in the ancient dragon's lair, this terrible collision would have shaken the heavens and the earth. One had a towering holy light, and the other had a boundless sea of blood. They formed a sharp contrast, and both of them could see how powerful their opponents were.
"kill!"
The two powers roared at the same time, and the sea of blood and the holy light collided. The earth was overturned, and a dazzling light was released. Pieces of dragon grass were split, forming an extremely strong essence energy.
The sea of blood collapses and the holy light is destroyed!
They are all attacking each other, their potential bursting out in destructive energy, and they collide together again.
The Xiao Long King's fist seal was like a mountain, shattering all obstacles, and suddenly hit Jun Tian's chest, making a loud and dull sound.
"bump!"
Jun Tian groaned, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his internal organs were almost shaken to pieces. However, at the critical moment, his vital signs awakened and he withstood the devastating blow. At the same time, his palms with dim divine light pressed on the shoulders of the Little Dragon King.
"roar……"
The body of the Little Dragon King is naturally unparalleled in the world. It swallows blood and surges with the pressure of the holy beast. It is like a blood dragon crawling out of purgatory and heading towards resurrection, and it resists Juntian's blow.
Jun Tian's face was serious. The enemies he encountered were extremely powerful and their bodies were indestructible. It was not easy to destroy them.
"What an ancestor on the road!"
The Little Dragon King was even more shocked. He had hit Juntian just now, but his flesh shell was not shattered. Instead, he was injured by a super strong vitality sign.
What kind of spiritual path is this?
Zu Shanglu was able to hone his physical body to the point where he could fight with the holy beast. Who would dare to believe it if word spread!
It is a fact that human beings are born with a weak physical body, but the origin of life lies in exploring the great path of life, evolving the fundamentals of life, and finally cultivating to an appalling level.
But after all, the Little Dragon King is not an idle creature. He has lived in purgatory since he was a child, and has experienced thousands of tribulations before growing up. Every inch of his bones and blood is full of terrifying fighting instincts.
"No matter how strong your vital signs are, you want to compete with the body of my blood dragon clan? You are not good enough!"
The Little Dragon King's Tianling Gai spurted out an extremely terrifying dragon-shaped beam, which was a source of rolling energy and blood. It penetrated Xiaohan, and then turned into a giant heavenly sword and slashed forward, trying to cut through Juntian's vital signs.
"Then let's see if your proud physique can shake my foundation."
Juntian's physical body's life wheels all bloomed, turning into countless golden vortexes flowing with life essence, flowing into the limbs and bones, providing majestic life matter.
Jun Tian stood in the ancient dragon's lair, his gray hair was dancing wildly, and his fist mark cut through the sky. In an extremely depressing and dangerous way, he hit the bloody sky knife.
"open!"
Jun Tian roared, a tsunami-like roar erupted from his body, and his fist seal crushed the blood-colored heavenly sword and blasted it towards the little dragon king's head.