Bang, Jingtian hit the Order Cage directly. The fierce impact force shattered the void. The Order Cage only oscillated slightly. Seeing that they were about to be dragged into the sea of fire, Jingtian hit them again, bang bang bang, but it was a pity that Jingtian consumed too many dragons in front of them.
Soul, one-third of the strength when it is at its weakest
Looking at Jingtian above, trying hard to survive for herself, Huanhuan's heart was burning, arousing her desire to live. I can't die, and I can't let Jingtian die here. Infinite strength is pouring out of her body, and her injuries are recovering at the speed of the naked eye.
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Jingtian shouted loudly, ah, he burned the last dragon soul to fill himself with strength and prepare for the last fight. The Nine Heavens Control Thunder God Technique shook the world and was born to death. The world around him was shocked by the strange sight of the sky and the earth, and the black clouds pressed down on the sky.
The thunder spring in the middle poured out the power of thunder, and the thunder whipped Jingtian with a huge force. The chain that wrapped Jingtian and Huanhuan's sequence completely collapsed under this powerful voltage. Jingtian and Huanhuan flew out of the cage,
Facing the dazzling sunlight, she suddenly felt that her eyelids were extremely heavy, her eyes went black, and she fell from a high altitude. Huanhuan waved her wings in great pain, falling rapidly, and then she was shocked. Seeing the scars all over his body, her heart was extremely prickly.
The pain was a thousand times more painful than the broken wings. Huanhuan flew through the sea of fire with a shocking glide, standing on the lower edge of the pot,
They finally escaped, and Jingtian, who was temporarily unconscious, also woke up.
Jingtian hugged Huanhuan's waist tightly, Huanhuan leaned his head on Jingtian, broke through the prison of order, and they came to the center of the pot bottom of Vientiane Forest
Jingtian stood up. This was the Vientiane Forest. Looking at the place where his ancestors had fought, Jingtian's body involuntarily rose into the air at the bottom of the pot. He stood in the air for a long time. He opened his hands as if to embrace the air. His head was upward.
, feeling the warmth of the sun, Huanhuan watched the shocking movements from below, knowing what he was doing, bathing in the blood of his ancestors, he felt the hot blood hitting his face,
Suddenly the sky was shaken with a loud thunderous voice, "Yu Jingtian, the twelfth-generation Heavenly Lord, pays homage to his ancestors, the golden dragon passed down from generation to generation, and grandson of Yu Aoxue, the tenth-generation Heavenly Lord, pays homage to his ancestors and all the seniors of the Dragon Clan."
The sound echoed between the heaven and the earth, Jingtian turned into a hundred-meter golden dragon, spitting out the dragon clan passed down from generation to generation, the spiritual pearl shone with golden light, exuding awe-inspiring aura, a white cloud appeared hazy in the sky, swimming, turning into a dragon shape, communicating with Jingtian,
He is the ancestor Yu Xiaotian, accompanied by his roar and roar,
The second dragon appeared, and the third, until the sky was filled with them. They followed Jingtian, flying in the air, and the roar of dragons raged.
I swear to defend the dragon clan to the death, and I am willing to serve the prince again in the next life.
How do you feel today after losing your head? Starting a business is difficult and full of battles.
Here we go to Quantai to recruit the old troops and kill Yama with a hundred thousand banners.
The southern country has been at war for ten years, so this head must be hung at the gate of the country.
If you all work harder later, the good news will come to you as paper money.
The heavenly army will be your home when you are reincarnated, and the bloody storm will have an end.
Take righteousness and become benevolent. Today, the sky is filled with flowers of freedom.
Jingtian will definitely uphold the will of his ancestors, shine the dragon clan, and protect the world.
Jingtian slowly landed next to Huanhuan and took her hand to the bottom of the pot. This was the fire spirit spirit who could become the Phoenix Clan's immortal fire and the Golden Crow's immortal fire. At this time, Huanhuan couldn't help but want to touch her, and Jingtian grabbed her.
hand, "Don't touch it, you have also seen the power of the fire spirit in the illusion."
Then Jingtian held Huanhuan's hand tightly in his palm. His sudden move made Huanhuan, who was in a comfortable environment, blush, her eyes closed shyly, and her red lips parted into a smile.
She lowered her head, took a quick glance, and found that Jingtian was also looking back at her, their eyes colliding, her heart was pounding, and she quickly withdrew her hand,
When the guests come in, the gold hairpin slips out of the stockings.
He walked away in shame, leaned against the door and looked back, smelling the green plums.
We first went to pick sycamore leaves. The sacred sycamore tree from a distance is less than one meter in diameter and less than 50 meters high. There is nothing magical about it. When we walked in, we found that its branches are covered with branches, the leaves are intertwined, and it is yellow and wide.
The sycamore leaves fell from the high branches, like dancing butterflies. After falling to the ground, they turned into smoke and dust. I was shocked and sighed, this is the sycamore sacred tree that has survived for thousands of years. Is the one in Fengming Mountain a fake one? It is also real.
Yes, but it is not the ancient sacred tree in front of me. Its existence is belief and bait. When I saw the leaves falling, I went to grab it. But I clearly grabbed it, but there was nothing in my hand. There was nothing. I looked at the bottom of my palm.
, the leaf was still falling, "What's going on?" Jingtian grabbed it again and threw it away, Huanhuan also stepped forward to help, and finally he caught one, the yellow leaves burned, and a fantasyland appeared in front of his eyes, Jingtian sat on the lofty
On the Xiaobao Palace,
All the nations came to the court, and all the gods knelt down, "to pay homage to the Lord of Heaven, and presented them with Zhuluo jades and countless treasures. In the palace, the singers were wrapped in gauze, dancing in red songs, with beauties in their arms." When the Lord of Heaven came, he drank.
"Drink this glass." I saw the beauty in my arms sipping a drink and then sending it to the corner of Jingtian's mouth. Jingtian shattered the illusion with a palm, "Power and money, in my opinion, are like flowers in the moon mirror in the water, clouds passing by, wives and concubines in groups, beauties like
The clouds are nothing more than red and pink skulls,"
It turns out that what he saw may not be real. Jingtian scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and quickly found the real sycamore tree leaf. It was the leaf of faith. Jingtian Yuanshen Shenxing flew out of the body. After catching it, Jingtian stopped and landed on it.
Next to Huanhuan, Huanhuan closed his eyes and remained motionless at this time. It seemed that he was experiencing the test of illusion. Today the prince and the princess were getting married. Huanhuan was dressed up, with a phoenix crown, red lips and white teeth, and a red hijab.
Sitting in the boudoir waiting for the joyful mood to be available
I want to be a bride and I’m crazy with joy,
Apply makeup lightly and apply it lightly.
Dressed in red, she looks tender and soft,
To describe the delicate fragrance of pear, it has double vortices.
The rainbow paved the road, the crane guided the horse, and Jingtian, dressed in dragon robes and riding on a white horse with dragon beards, came to pick up the bride. Jingtian took her hand and presented her to the dragon palace. At the Lingxiao Palace, the priest said loudly, "Bow down to heaven and earth.
Jingtian held the red silk, slowly bowed to the heaven and the earth, and then bowed to the emperor and father. The two turned around and bowed to the Heavenly Lord and Phoenix Emperor. The husband and wife bowed to each other. They stood opposite each other, bowed deeply, and were sent into the bridal chamber with red candles.
Half burning, Huan Huan is waiting quietly
Drunk wedding banquet, bridal chamber chaos;
Difficulties can be easily solved with a smile.
Hand over glasses of wine, red candle flames;
Sleeping with a shy king
After overcoming the difficulties, Jingtian came in, closed the door, and with a bit of drunkenness, walked in a blur of steps, came to Huan Huan, happily picked up the scale and lifted Huan Huan's red hijab,
Just when she opened her hijab and saw Huanhuan's face, she screamed, "Ghost" and fainted from fright. Huanhuan came to the dressing mirror and looked at her face. Half of her face was exposed as a skeleton. It was so ugly that she said, "No, no, no."
, the wedding banquet turned into panic, he screamed wildly with joy, his eyes were red, and he seemed to be possessed.
Under the sacred sycamore tree, Huanhuan looked at Huanhuan with shock, his body trembling and his expression tense.
"No, she's in an illusion." Jingtian came from behind and gave her Haoran's righteousness. It took a long time to see her forehead relax and calm down. Huanhuan suddenly opened her eyes. Jingtian held her up, "Huanhuan, what's wrong with you?"
, she turned her face, not daring to look at him, she shed tears under the mask, the two got the leaves of the sycamore tree, cast a spell to absorb the fire spirit essence into the leaves, such high temperature could not burn the leaves,