The fierce battle in Nanming King City has stopped, and the might of the sky-shattering dragon is suppressing every trembling heart. They look up at the sky, the gray dragon body, the ancient dragon power... It only belongs to one race, and one is recognizing it.
It is impossible for the dragon clan to appear in this dimension.
"Tai...chu...dragon clan!?"
Chiba Bingzhu and Chiba Wugu murmured at the same time.
As a peerless powerhouse at the level of God Lord, he has basically challenged the depths of the Absolute Beginning God Realm.
However, even if they reach the realm of God Lord, very few people dare to touch the reverse scale of Taichu Dragon Clan.
Because, that is the supreme overlord of another world, a distant ancient race that is so ancient that no one in the world can trace it back.
And this existence in another world, the ancient dragon clan that should only inhabit and dominate the Taichu Divine Realm, actually appeared in the sky of Nanming Divine Realm at this moment, carrying the dragon power of a hundred divine masters.
In the shocking silence, the space above the Heavenly Wolf Holy Sword was still not extinguished. At this time, a gray dragon claw suddenly poked out. In an instant, the dark clouds dispersed, and the dragon shadows of a hundred divine masters sank down together, and the dragon's head weighed heavily.
Bowing down is like welcoming an emperor.
Qianye Ying'er suddenly lowered her eyes: "Could it be..."
Hum buzz......
The space exploded like a balloon that could not bear the pressure. The different space opened by the Heavenly Wolf Holy Sword was instantly wiped out, and was replaced by a ten-foot-long dragon shadow that was proud of the sky and looked down at the heaven and the earth.
The huge gray dragon body seemed to cover the entire world under its wings, and a pair of dragon eyes released a divine light that burned the soul even more than the blazing sun.
Looking up at its existence and standing under its dragon power, even those who have never witnessed it but have only heard of its existence will have no hesitation in their hearts to see the supreme name belonging to another world.
"In the beginning...Dragon Emperor..." Nan Gui finally raised his eyes and whispered, in disbelief.
"What's going on...what is this..." Nan Wansheng gasped, constantly wondering if the vision in front of him was just an illusion derived from the extreme chaos of his own blood and heart and soul.
The Taichu Dragon Clan... together with the Taichu Dragon Emperor, actually appeared here!
The Taichu Dragon Clan is an ancient dragon tribe that has existed in the Taichu Divine Realm since ancient times. It is the overlord of the Taichu God known to the world.
They have never left the Taichu Divine Realm, and it seems that they will never leave the Taichu Divine Realm in their cognition. And...if the Taichu Dragon Clan really leaves the Taichu Divine Realm and enters the God Realm, even the lowest Taichu Dragon will
Its special ancient dragon breath will definitely be noticed by the God Realm immediately.
However, a hundred dragons of the God Lord, together with the Taichu Dragon Emperor who led the entire Taichu Dragon Clan, appeared out of thin air without any breath, trace, or omen...
Even if the entire Dragon God clan, including the Dragon Emperor, appeared before our eyes, it would still be far less shocking than this moment.
The group of dragons separated, and the figure of the Taichu Dragon Emperor slowly sank with the vast imperial power. Under the eyes of countless stunned eyes, he stayed under the body of the girl in colorful clothes, letting her light and exquisite toes step on it.
On top of the dragon's head that is proud of all the worlds.
The girl of the Star God and the Dragon Emperor of Taichu... This scene almost shattered the cognition of all the God Emperors.
The Holy Sword of Sirius slowly hangs down, and a layer of rich black energy wraps around the sword body, releasing the dark evil that should not belong to the Sirius Star God.
The tip of the sword is tilted, pointing straight towards the Southern Ocean. Like the tender lips covered with pearls, it opens slightly, revealing the darkest nightmare of the Southern Ocean:
“Destroy!”
With an order, the Dragon of the Beginning, which had never had any disputes with the God Realm, suddenly rushed towards the Nanming King City that had been shrouded in disaster. The eternal dragon claws unreservedly released the ancient city of destruction and disaster.
force.
What is the concept of a hundred divine dragons?
In the Divine Lord Realm, one can be the king in the upper star realm and the foundation of the town in the King Realm. It is as powerful as the Nanming Divine Realm. At its peak, the number of Divine Lords never exceeded a hundred.
As the strongest race in the Taichu Divine Realm, these realm-breaking Taichu Dragons alone are enough to overwhelm the Nanming Royal City... not to mention Yun Che and his party, not to mention that Nanming has already suffered heavy losses from the cannons of the God of Ming.
When the dragon's shadow was overwhelming like the sky, Nan Guizhu and Nan Wansheng, who had been fighting hard before, smelled utter despair at the first moment.
The power of destruction descended from the sky, instantly tearing apart the space of Nanming Royal City with millions of cracks, creating countless whirlpools of destruction that were more terrifying than the last. At this moment, all Nanming profound practitioners felt the feeling very clearly.
Really, this is a force that Nanming today cannot resist... There is no chance at all!
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Under the dragon's roar, the heavens trembled, from the Ming God in Nanming to the Xuanzhe who defended to the death. The fighting spirit and fighting spirit were shattered and shattered almost in an instant, and the hearts and souls fell straight into the abyss of endless darkness.
"...This is really interesting." Qianye Ying'er looked at Caizhi who was stepping on Taichu Dragon Emperor, and muttered in a low voice, slightly absent-minded.
Nan Guizhi's face twitched, and he did not lower his gaze. He could imagine the terrible disaster that Nanming King City below suffered from the hundred dragons of Taichu. He closed his eyes and stared at Taichu Dragon Emperor, suppressing
The breath growled:
"Dragon Emperor Taichu, I, Nanming... consider that I have no grudges against your ancient dragon clan. Even the sect has warned that when exploring the divine realm of Taichu, you must not offend the Dragon clan of Taichu. Why today...
Invade my Nanming!"
Nan Gui's voice was rich and boundless, and every word rang like a bell. However, anyone could sense a hint of anger and sorrow that he tried hard to conceal.
The Taichu Dragon Emperor's response was the sudden covering of gray dragon claws.
In terms of strength alone, the Taichu Dragon Emperor was not as good as Long Bai, who had the blood of the Dragon God, but his ancient imperial power was not inferior at all. The moment the dragon's claws fell, the area of thousands of miles became a vacuum, and all souls were shocked.
Although Nan Guizhi had never fought against the Taichu Dragon Emperor, the moment he came into contact with his dragon power, he knew very clearly that its strength was no less than the Scarlet Dragon God, the leader of the Nine Dragon Gods in the Dragon God Realm.
Before the power of the dragon arrived, the light suddenly went out, and the girl on top of the dragon's head fell straight down. The figure was so delicate and delicate that it made people feel sorry for her, but it released a shocking dark evil energy. It was recorded in the memory, but it was completely different from the memory.
The Heavenly Wolf Holy Sword let out a wolf howl that seemed to be both joyful and resentful, and struck directly at the dying Heavenly Spirit.
Everything today is so magical. Before you can recover from the last nightmare, the next one will come one after another.
Nan Gui finally raised his hands to the sky, his eyes were bulging to the point of splitting, and a golden halo spread around him that was so intense that it burned, overwhelming the power of the Dragon Emperor and the demonized Sirius... but he would never disdain it in his memory and cognition.
Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu, who had joined forces with others, actually took action at this moment, and two pairs of old palms struck his heart in his cloudy eyes.
Boom!
The former Emperor of Nanming, no one doubted that his strength was at the top of the world, but the Taichu Dragon Emperor, the demonized Sirius, the two great Brahma Ancestors... these were the same forces, and even the two of them could not face each other head-on.
The power of shaking.
Bang!
The golden halo shrank sharply and shattered in one breath. The power of Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu attacked. Nan Guizhong's chest suddenly sank, with countless broken bones, and then his vision went dark...
The Holy Wolf Sword carrying the dark demon struck heavily on his heavenly spirit.
hum
For an extremely brief moment, he glanced at the girl's eyes... so cold that they were as cold as ice, and then the world of consciousness fell apart, turning into chaos and scattered paleness and darkness.
The whole person was like a wooden pillar without consciousness, flying downwards.
Boom!
With a loud sound like the sky falling, Nan Guizu's body cracked the earth and smashed into the ground unknown how deep it was.
“Father!!”
Nan Wansheng’s eyes were torn apart, and as soon as his roar came out of his mouth, it turned into a low roar of anger, because the ghost claws like tarsal maggots had clawed directly at his skull.
“Little brat, take care of yourself first, Chatter!!”
Yan San laughed wildly. His heart and soul had been twisted for hundreds of thousands of years, and he enjoyed the pleasure of cruelty... not to mention that the one who tortured him was the arrogant Nanming God Emperor.
“Ahhhhhh!!”
Nanwan was extremely angry, but he was seriously injured and his aura was turbulent. He was almost losing his mind and had no time to take care of himself.
And around him, in the huge Nanming, and in the royal city that he had stood proudly for ten thousand years, no one could help him.
"Chacha, you are worthy of being a master, and you actually have such a back-up plan. Nanming bastards, just cry and howl in the dark, Chahahahahaha!"
Yan Er laughed wildly, his already ugly face becoming more wild and ferocious. Opposite him, the already disadvantaged Si Ming Shen was heartbroken and had no power to fight back. Their hearts were gradually filled with only fear.
Despair, and...escape.
Escape, this is a will that has never appeared in Mingshen and should never appear in Mingshen.
But immediately, they realized even more desperately that after the arrival of Taichu Dragon Clan and all the Yama Demons, it was almost impossible for them to even hope to escape.
When Caizhi and the Taichu Dragon Clan appeared, Yan Tianxiao was originally frightened, and the nerves in his whole body were tensed to the point of bursting. But his fear immediately turned into ecstasy, and then turned into endless admiration and fanaticism.
The Demon Lord has created countless shocking miracles, yet he still has such an astonishing trump card! The Demon Lord is really the reincarnation of the ancient demon god, and his methods and city are like an endless source of demons, unfathomable... unfathomable!
It’s ridiculous that I actually tried to compete with the Demon Lord in the first place. It was simply stupid to the extreme.
Under Yan Tianxiao's admiration and excitement, his voice became louder and louder: "Disciples of Yan Mo, under the palm of the devil, the so-called Nanming is just a bunch of chickens and dogs, kill them to your heart's content! Let this dirty Nanming land
, as the Demon Lord wishes, not even a blade of grass will grow!”
When Yan Tianxiao roared, Nanming King City had turned into a sea of blood shrouded in darkness... He even suddenly realized that he, the Emperor of Hell, had no need to take action at all.
Before coming to the Southern God Territory, Yan Tianxiao was half excited, but originally nervous. Because Nanming is the first king realm in the Southern God Territory. When he was the emperor of the Northern God Territory, even if he accidentally heard the word "Nanming", he would feel a sense of excitement.
An invisible pressure that makes it difficult to breathe.
And now he is standing in the sky above the Nanming King's City. In his sight, the Nanming King's City is crumbling to pieces. The remaining four gods are being brutalized by Yan Er alone. The Nanming Divine Emperor who is proud of the world is being beaten by Yan San.
Dark holes were poked out one after another in the body of the God Emperor, and when the sun returned to the south, he was beaten to the point that even his own mother would not be able to recognize him even if he was still alive.
A group of Nanming elders in the realm of God Lords, as well as countless Nanming strongmen who risked their lives to rush here, in Chiba
Ying'er, under the power of Gu Zhu and Taichu Dragon, couldn't even get close and died in pieces.
Not far away, there were three Southern God Emperors trembling.
Yan Tianxiao's phalanges contracted, but the slight pain made his vision slightly hazy... All of this is actually true, I, the Northern God Realm, are trampling on the Nanming God Realm unscrupulously!
He looked at Yun Che as if he were looking up to a god.
With that indifferent face, it was obvious that everything was under his control... but he had no idea that Yun Che was in a state of confusion at this moment.
Caizhi……
That red light...
Could it be...
“Chai, die!”
Yan Er screamed ferociously, and as he opened his five fingers, a giant ghost claw grabbed a Ming Shen who was about to escape with all his strength, and clamped tightly on his throat while contracting.
Black energy rose up all over Ming Shen's body, his pupils turned white, and then suddenly turned golden, and the essence and blood all over his body burned with despair. With a mournful roar, the blood energy exploded, and when his throat bones were half broken, he broke free from Yan Er's grasp.
Clamp.
However, before he could take a breath, a spear shadow stabbed from behind with ripples of pitch-black space, piercing his body directly.
Then the power of Yama that exploded in his body turned into countless torrents of darkness, rushing towards the body of the God of Ming that he could no longer resist.
“Young Master...escape...”
At the end of his consciousness, he could only utter three words and then lost his breath.
The shadow of the gun swept away, throwing away the fallen Ming Shen, and revealed the figure of Yan Wu.
"Old Ancestor," Yan Wu said to Yan Er, "Stop playing tricks on your enemies. Kill them all earlier to fulfill the devil's wish."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Wu had already stabbed Nan Qianqiu, whose face was already bloodless.
Yan Er was just about to rebuke Yan Wu, a little girl, for daring to teach him, an ancestor, a lesson. Suddenly he saw Yan Wu's magic gun pointing at him. He suddenly trembled with fright and screamed: "The master of that brat is going to live!"
Yan Wu’s breath was slightly stagnant, but the spear body that swept over Yan Mo’s black light still stabbed Nan Qianqiu straight.
Another tenth-level God Lord... Nan Qianqiu's face had no trace of blood, and every part of his body was shaking violently and uncontrollably.
How many level 10 god masters does Yun Che have under his command?
With the Northern God Realm that has been suppressed by the Three God Realms, and has not dared to venture out for a million years, why are there so many monsters?
This is completely different from what my father said, and the Northern God Territory in the records!
Nan Qianqiu had already lost nearly half of his life to Yan Er, and due to his broken will, he could only raise his hand in front of Yan Wu's power, but was shot through his body.
The other two Mingshen were also covered in wounds. Looking at Nan Qianqiu who had been shot through his body, they opened and closed their lips, trying to move forward to save him, but their bodies only felt a heavy sense of powerlessness.
The evil spirit entered the body and instantly broke Nan Qianqiu's countless tendons. Then he was thrown far away by Yan Wu with a spear and flew towards Yan Yi.
“Father…save…me…”
Yan stretched out his hand and grasped Nan Qianqiu's head with his five fingers like an aquiline hook. The overbearing power of Yan Mo penetrated straight through his body, sealing off all his power.
Nan Qianqiu's whole body stiffened, and then hung down softly, hanging in Yan Yi's hand like a dead person. Except for the occasional gasp, there was no movement in his body.
Yan Yi didn't move his whole body, holding Nan Qianqiu in his hand. With him standing beside Yun Che, no one dared to take even half a step closer.
"Qian...Qiu!" Nan Wansheng screamed tremblingly, but while he was distracted, Yan San stabbed his chest with a claw. His internal organs collapsed again, and blood flowed all over his body.
“Are you still going to take action?” Cang Shitian looked sideways at Emperor Xuanyuan and Emperor Ziwei, his face barely calm, but his eyes were flickering in confusion.
The palms of Emperor Xuanyuan and Emperor Ziwei were shaking uncontrollably, and sweat was pouring from their foreheads.
“The Taichu Dragon Clan…how could it be…” Emperor Xuanyuan muttered in a low voice.
"If you still want to help Nanming, I will never stop you. For example, you can try to help Nanming get their young master back from that old monster. I believe that Nanming God Realm and the future Nanming
Emperor Ming will definitely remember your great kindness...if they can survive today, hehehe."
Cang Shitian chuckled and suddenly flew up, heading straight towards Nan Wansheng.
Nan Wansheng's whole body was stained with blood, and his body was no longer human due to the devouring power of Yama. In the desperate situation, he suddenly felt the approach of Cang Shitian, and his chaotic heart and soul suddenly became clear, and he screamed: "Help me... ugh
!”
The power from Cang Shitian did not cut off Yan San's power, but hit him hard on the back, and then the blood burst out from his chest, breaking open large pieces of blood and bone fragments.
"..." Nan Wansheng slowly turned his head, and in his blurred vision, Cang Shitian's smiling face was reflected... There was no guilt in the smile, but a bit of undisguised joy.
.
“In this world, there is nothing more important than a wise choice.” Cang Shitian said with a smile: “I believe that you, Nanming Divine Emperor, must know better than anyone else, right?”
