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Chapter 1511 Angry Son of God

In less than a minute, the entire treasure house was emptied by them, leaving nothing behind.

"Walk!"

After moving, the three of them rushed out of the treasure house, without stopping at all, and flew out along the hole that was broken by the real dragon.

Boom! Boom!

Outside, above Qilong Lake, the war is still going on.

Son of God, Wang Jian and others are still besieging the corpse of the black true dragon.

roar!

The black true dragon's body was filled with black light, like black flames burning, and its combat power was actually stronger than before.

"This true dragon corpse is burning the brand to increase its combat power. But soon, the brand disappears, and this true dragon corpse has no power to resist!"

Xue Ning thought.

The three of them flew to the side of Qilong Lake and watched from a distance.

The Son of God controls Bai Yutang, like the son of the gods, bathed in holy light, constantly bombarding the black true dragon.

As for Wang Jian, there was also a war sword suspended above his head. It was extremely powerful and was obviously a holy weapon. A series of terrifying sword lights slashed towards the black true dragon.

As for other experts, they can only watch from a distance and cannot intervene at all.

roar!

The black true dragon roared suddenly, and two dragon horns flew out from above his head, growing in size rapidly, and finally seemed to turn into two sky-holding swords, slashing at the Son of God and Wang Jian.

Dang! Dang!

The white jade tower of Shenzi and Wang Jian's battle sword were blown away by the dragon's horns. The bodies of Shenzi and Wang Jian were shaken and they retreated continuously.

roar!

The black true dragon roared angrily, twisted its body, and rushed towards the distance at high speed.

"I want to leave and dream!"

The Son of God shouted angrily, controlled the White Jade Tower, and struck heavily on a dragon horn. The dragon horn was blown away, and the light dimmed, but became smaller at an extremely fast speed.

The Son of God rushed past and grabbed the dragon's horn in his hand.

On the other side, Wang Jian also grabbed a dragon horn in his hand. The two of them put away the dragon horns, turned into a rainbow light, and chased towards the black real dragon.

"There are dragon scales there!"

"be mine!"

As soon as Shenzi and Wang Jian left, the remaining people rioted.

In the battle just now, many dragon scales were shot off from the black true dragon. If these dragon scales were refined into defensive armor, they would definitely be rare treasures.

The masters below him rushed towards the five or six dragon scales, and a melee broke out at the scene.

From time to time, strong men screamed and were killed here.

"Senior brother, senior sister, let's go!"

Lu Ming said to Tian Chui and Xue Ning.

They gained a lot from this trip. They emptied a treasure house of the Holy Realm True Dragon. They can be said to be the biggest winner. This trip was worth it. There is no point in staying here anymore.

"good!"

Tian Zhui took out the Sky-Breaking Shuttle, and the three of them entered the Sky-Breaking Shuttle. The Sky-Breaking Shuttle flew away into the air and entered the evil aura.

Not long after Lu Ming and the others left, Shenzi and Wang Jian came back with cold expressions.

Especially the Son of God, whose body was filled with cold murderous intent.

Obviously, their harvest was not good, and they probably lost the black dragon.

"die!"

The Son of God seemed to turn into a spear, piercing the void and killing the strong men who were fighting for the dragon scales.

Phew!

A strong man of the ninth level of the Martial Emperor was penetrated by the Son of God and fell on the spot.

"Today, none of you can even think of leaving!"

The Son of God spoke indifferently, the Spear of Divine Punishment penetrated the void, and another strong man was killed.

Previously, in the Dragon Palace, he had used the inscription scroll of Divine Forbidden Void to imprison the black true dragon. In that case, the black true dragon would not be able to escape at all. If he wanted to destroy the brand, the true dragon's body would have to be destroyed.

What he earned.

But at the critical moment, he was interfered with. Someone destroyed the inscription scroll in the Forbidden Void, allowing the black true dragon to escape.

The Divine Forbidden Void Inscription Talisman is an ancient inscription Talisman, which he obtained by chance. It is extremely precious, but if he can get the body of the Holy Realm True Dragon, he will also make a lot of money.

But now, the body of the Holy Realm True Dragon has not been obtained, and the Ancient Talisman of Divine Forbidden Void has been wasted, making his murderous intention extremely strong.

Needless to say, the people who destroyed him were among those who entered the Dragon Palace before, so now the Son of God is going on a killing spree.

Phew! Phew!

One by one, the masters were killed by the Son of God.

"The Son of God is crazy!"

"Run away!"

The remaining masters fled in all directions crazily.

"Don't even think about leaving!"

The Son of God made a cold sound, and the White Jade Tower flew out, turned into the size of a mountain, and suppressed it.

The remaining people screamed one after another, their bodies exploded, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.

The dozen or so powerful men who had entered the Dragon Palace were all killed by the Son of God in an instant, except for Wang Jian.

"Where are the three ants from Dragon God Valley?"

The Son of God glanced around and did not see Lu Ming or the others.

However, he didn't pay too much attention to it. He didn't think that the three people with the highest level of cultivation, only the fifth level of the Martial Emperor, could destroy his Divine Forbidden Void Ancient Talisman.

"Haha, Son of God, today you lost both your wife and your troops!"

Not far away, Wang Jian sneered.

"Hmph, you'd better shut up, or I'll kill you too!"

Shenzi said with a cold face.

"You can give it a try!"

Wang Jian showed his fighting spirit.

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Son of God, but he did not take action. Wang Jian's cultivation was in the same realm as him, and he was also a peerless genius. It was not that easy to kill Wang Jian.

The Son of God snorted coldly, took one step forward, rushed into the Dragon Palace along the hole in the Dragon Palace.

He wanted to search the Dragon Palace to see if there were any treasures left.

As soon as he rushed in, his expression changed. He saw the moved dragon coffin and the door under the dragon coffin.

"The vacuum treasure house, damn it, it's the real dragon treasure house!"

The Son of God roared.

There was a flash of sword light, and Wang Jian appeared. With a glance, a cold voice came out: "It seems that we have worked hard, but others have taken advantage of us!"

Afterwards, the two of them rushed into the treasure house. Looking at the empty treasure house, their bodies were filled with cold murderous intent.

This time, the two of them worked so hard, but in the end, they got nothing except a dragon horn and a few dragon scales. Even the most important treasure house of the real dragon was taken away by others.

Especially the Son of God, he also lost an ancient talisman.

"Who is it?"

The Son of God roared angrily, his murderous intent as cold as a knife.

Then, he flew out of the treasure house and looked at it carefully at the door of the treasure house.

"True dragon blood, no wonder it can open the door to the treasure house!"

The Son of God sensed the blood left by Xue Ningxin on the door, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"The true dragon blood is the dragon in Dragon God Valley and the three ants!"

"You are so brave. You dare to steal the vacuum treasure house under my nose and seek death!"

After a while, the Son of God made a cold voice.

"How brave indeed!"

Wang Jianyi spoke coldly, then turned into a sword light and left here.

Then, the Son of God was filled with murderous intent and left in the air.

After the Son of God and Wang Jian left, some warriors below the seventh level of the Martial Emperor were left. They flew out of the Dragon Palace fearfully, followed the hole, flew in, and searched the Dragon Palace, but there was nothing big.

Harvest.

(End of chapter)


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