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Chapter 153 Humanoid Dragon!

The world is dark.

Thick lightning bolts stretched across the atmosphere like mountains, clouds and mist dispersed, and there were vacuum cracks everywhere.

At this moment, even the most advanced satellites in the world cannot capture clear images. They are all distorted and only some hazy images can be seen.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

Later, the qi that fell on Su Qinian was like a divine sword slashing, and the huge sound of gold and iron was accompanied by ripples in the void, which made several young and powerful foreigners frown.

Because as the strength of the three incomplete quasi-kings continued to rise, Su Qinian was as unmoving as a piece of iron. Apart from a slight whitening of his body, he did not suffer any damage.

"Is the transcendent body so strong?"

The demon youth with crystal purple hair was puzzled. This was beyond his understanding of the transcendent body.

"The bloodline of ancient heavenly dragons!"

This is a young expert from the Monster Clan. He has long, gleaming green hair, and his narrow eyes are a bit scorching at the moment. If he is of the bloodline of the ancient Tianlong, it makes sense. He is an existence that can be hunted by even the ancient gods. He has other

Having blood in one's body is no less than obtaining a supreme physique, thereby forging an indestructible body.

"No matter how strong your body is, it has its limits, and the gap in life levels is insurmountable."

The young golden protoss has a very cold tone. He possesses the golden divine blood, which is also one of the most powerful and supreme physiques. He has also become a young overlord in the realm of sainthood, so he understands the limits of the so-called bloodline and can transform a kind of blood.

The power and mystery of the realm have evolved to a peak, but in the end it will not exceed that great realm of life. There are ways to partially transcend that limit under the holy realm, but after reincarnation and becoming a saint, everything will be different.

Breaking it open is tantamount to attacking the quasi-king with the body of a saint, which is completely nonsense.

"Behead him, and we will share the blood of the Heavenly Dragon!"

The first person who couldn't help it was the evil and charming man from the Vampire Clan. For the Vampire Clan, powerful bloodline has always been their treasure, which can enable them to transform into the most powerful true blood, and even revive part of the original ancestor's true body.

boom!

He urged the dark red stone in his hand to accelerate its recovery, and a bloody and cold terrifying energy rose up. The sky suddenly turned dark red, and the void barrier clanged, with subtle blackness from time to time.

Cracks appeared. This kind of coercion was so terrifying that the last group of people to escape Zhu Feng could not even utter a scream a hundred miles away before they were crushed to pieces and their flesh and blood turned into ashes.

"town!"

The next moment, the vampire man threw the dark red stone in his hand. This incomplete quasi-king soldier was filled with wisps of blood-colored mist. It was enlarged and turned into a blood-colored mountain peak. Every cliff was sharp and sharp.

It's the same, as if there are countless knives standing on the mountain.

"The Mountain of Knives, the whetstone of the blood-sea sharpener!"

The young golden protoss whispered, his eyes flickering. Rumor has it that in the world of the blood race, there is a blood sea knife sharpener. After he became a saint, he began to nourish his whetstone with the sword power of the strong men of the tribes, and then tempered it.

His Blood Sea Sword has not stopped until it reached the supreme realm. It can be said that he is a complete lunatic, causing headaches to all the strong swordsmen of all clans. Now it seems that this evil man of the blood clan should

He is the descendant of that one, otherwise he would not have been given all the whetstones of his quasi-king days.

Rumble!

The whetstone is like a mountain of blood-colored knives. On the mountain, countless phantoms of knives appear, clanking, and the quasi-king-level sharp energy makes the void crack. This world of swordsmanship seems to be...

Some cannot bear it.

call!

Su Qinian exhaled, showing a truly solemn look. In the divine court, the fighting spirit stood up. The ancient dragon entrenched on his shoulders opened its eyes, and the dragon's mouth opened and closed with the same rhythm.

The vacuum collapsed, and countless fragments fell into Su Qinian's mouth as he exhaled, as if falling into a black hole, and then spit out, the sound of thunder in the void actually covered up the lightning in the sky.

This kind of situation made all the young foreign masters look at each other in shock. Before they could react, Su Qinian took action.

hold head high!

The spine on his back rose and fell, and his limbs stretched out, like an ancient dragon awakening from its slumber. He raised his fist and struck the top of his head.

The fist was as clumsy as gilded red clouds, exuding strands of unspeakable aura. It actually resisted the collapse of the quasi-king's energy, and Su Qinian was able to withstand the mountain of blood-colored swords.

Bang!

The world shook violently, and the Zhu Feng beneath Su Qinian collapsed at this moment. Unable to withstand the two powerful forces, it was squeezed into ashes.

The majestic impact sound turned into invisible ripples, and wherever it passed, the void cracked, creating ferocious large cracks. The sky seemed to be cut off. Hundreds of miles away, figures kept falling from the void. It was a person.

The Sword Saints from all over the world were all horrified at this moment. It was difficult to hide their figures, and their eyes were burning. Yes, this was the direction of the sacred road they were pursuing.

What!

On the mountain of blood-colored swords, the evil man from the Vampire Clan suddenly changed his expression. He lost his composure for the first time, and actually withstood the killing of the quasi-king soldiers.

"How can it be!"

Even the young golden protoss lost his voice. He had gorgeous golden hair, and his eyes were filled with golden light at this moment. He was trying hard to capture something, but his expression suddenly changed. No, what was mixed in the sharpness of the fist was...

"Immortal Will!"

The demon youth shouted in shock, apparently aware of something strange. The young alien warriors were all horrified. What kind of monster was this? It actually transformed into an immortal will. Although in their opinion, this immortal will

It is still in its infancy, or even just a prototype, but if it can break this barrier, it has already initially opened up the first level of heavenly barrier on the road to supreme.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Immediately afterwards, the mountain of blood-colored swords shook violently, and the loud impact sound was endless. It was Su Qinian taking action, shaking his fists continuously, so that the incomplete quasi-king soldier seemed to lose his center of gravity. He was like an ancient god of war.

After reincarnation, the endless fighting spirit flowed with immortal energy, and the fighting blood boiled all over his body, just like the sky and sea surged, and the galaxy burst its banks.

boom!

With another punch, he made the mountain of bloody swords rise up, sparks flying, like countless suns blooming in the sky.

This kind of punching power is astonishing, especially for a being who has not yet become a saint. It is as strong as a young golden protoss. He has an extraordinary status and a high vision. At this moment, he also feels frightened. Not only is the prototype of the immortal will, even that body

The energy and blood were beyond his understanding of ordinary saints. He was like a celestial dragon in human skin, an ancient beast dormant and reincarnated.

"You haven't taken action yet!"

The evil and charming man from the Vampire clan shouted violently, and spread out a pair of golden bat wings. He tried his best to move the whetstone, and his blood-red hair was stirred. After all, he was a quasi-king soldier. Even if it was incomplete, he would soon be exhausted.

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