Yinglong's huge body lay on the ground, his head flush with the ground.
Without any precautions, he obviously had enough trust in Yang Tian.
At its level, it is extremely difficult to truly die, and dragons are born with powerful lives.
Therefore, Yang Tian exhausted everything on the fifth floor of the Colorful Exquisite Tower to treat his injuries, so he was naturally grateful.
Yang Tian was stunned for a long time before he realized what he was doing.
He asked doubtfully: "Didn't I make it very clear just now? If you help Tianfu this time, I will terminate the contract with you. You are now free and do not need to recognize me as your master. You were injured during this period, and I
Of course I will be responsible to the end."
Ying Long shook his head and spoke in a weak tone: "I didn't help Tianfu get through the difficulties, so I don't count as helping you do this, but you really saved my life. I... am willing to follow you."
When Yang Tian was about to refuse, he felt a terrifying wave coming from the ruins in the distance.
Yang Tian frowned and ignored Ying Long, but looked there.
"Those three powerful men from the lost world of the West don't seem to be dead,"
This time, not only Yang Tian noticed, but even Ying Long had a vigilant look on his face, and all the girls in Tianfu had worried faces on their faces.
The vitality of these three people is too strong to survive the Heaven-Destroying Style.
Yang Tian walked over slowly.
The first thing to crawl out of the soil at this moment was the twelve-winged holy angel.
He was in a miserable state, and six of the twelve white angel wings on his body were broken off. There were blood stains on the originally white feathers, making him look extremely miserable.
The twelve-winged holy angel was now disheveled and looked extremely ferocious, but his eyes stretched out with deep fear.
"You're not dead yet. Your vitality is beyond my imagination."
With a smile in his tone, the young man mentioned the Fairy Sword to Suppress Demons, his eyes as cold as knives.
As the most powerful immortal skill, the Heaven-Slaying Style can open up the world and kill immortals and destroy demons. It is a powerful immortal skill that Yang Tian acquired in the demon cave after nine deaths.
It is said that this magical skill was too powerful and could not be destroyed after being obtained by the demons, so it was sealed.
After Yang Tian obtained it, he was jointly hunted by several demon emperors.
Fortunately, he realized the secret of the Heaven-Slaying Style during the siege, so he killed one demon emperor and seriously injured two demon emperors before escaping from death.
For this, he lost half his life, but it was worth it.
As one of the several great immortal skills in his peak period, although his current cultivation level is not enough to display his full power, he still defeated the three strongest men in the lost world.
I originally thought I could kill him, but the twelve-winged holy angel did not hesitate to use his twelve white wings to form a protective shield.
Now that six of his wings have been chopped off, his strength has also been halved.
Although Yang Tian's immortal energy was severely depleted after performing the Heaven-Slaying Style, with the power of the immortal sword to suppress demons, it was enough to kill him.
Seeing Yang Tian approaching step by step, the twelve-winged holy angel's whole body was trembling with fear. He kept retreating, his face turned pale and twisted, and he roared: "We, the Lost World, admit defeat and will no longer invade this place from now on. Please stop."
"Do you think it's possible to stop now that you've come this far?"
The young man narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly.
He raised the Demon-Suppressing Fairy Sword in his hand.
"What do you want? I've already begged for mercy, and you still want to refuse? What do you want to do before you let me go?"
The twelve-winged holy angel was really scared, and he already regretted why he wanted to intervene in the East.
Originally, he had been watching the battle in the sky, but in the end he could not resist the temptation to divide the heaven. At first, he thought that there was no one in the east to carry the cauldron, and that all the strong men had been killed or wounded.
In the end, unexpectedly, a young man appeared out of thin air and single-handedly killed all the powerful men in the West.
How powerful is this
After hearing the Twelve-Winged Holy Angel's plea for mercy, the young man raised his eyelids and said something that made the Twelve-Winged Holy Angel despair.
"This matter can only be settled if you die!"
The legs and feet of the twelve-winged holy angel were getting weak.
With cold sweat on his face, he shouted behind him: "Elf King, Dragon King, why don't you come out quickly?"
However, no matter how much he shouted, there was no response.
To be able to force the most powerful person in a lost world to such an extent, if word spread, it would probably cause a sensation in the entire world.
Yang Tian's white hair was flying under the momentum, and his blood-stained white clothes were particularly dazzling.
He used the Demon-Suppressing Sword Technique, and two icy blue sword energy flashed through the sky.
The twelve-winged holy angel's eyes were full of fear.
"No!"
He roared angrily and wanted to resist, but the two sword energies with the power to destroy everything chopped off his remaining three pairs of pure white angel wings.
The Holy Angel lost its twelve wings, fell from the sky, and hit the ground heavily, its back covered with blood and flesh.
"hiss!"
The Eastern monks who were watching couldn't help but gasped when they saw this scene.
The young man's strength is simply terrifying.
The Pope, Andrew and other surviving Western powerful men were already dying. After seeing this, their eyes were full of horror.
If the Holy Angel falls, then no one will be able to escape.
This young man really wants to kill everyone.
At first, when the young man said this, no one took it seriously, but now, the young man's words suddenly flashed in their minds.
I regret it so much at this moment,
Holy Angel has become a useless person, but Yang Tian still has no intention of letting him go.
He raised the sword in his hand, and just when he was about to kill the Holy Angel, a green shadow suddenly emerged from the ruins, and then rushed away into the distance.
Not only that, another huge dragon body appeared from the ruins and flew away in another direction.
These two people were none other than the Elf King and the Dragon King.
"Are you finally willing to crawl out of the ground?"
There was a cold look on the young man's face, and then he gave up on the Holy Angel. The Fairy Sword Suppressing Demon in his hand came out and stabbed directly towards the heart of the Elf King.
Whoosh!
Everyone only saw the ice blue sword light passing by and piercing the void.
The Elf King felt a chill behind his back, and when he looked back, there was a look of despair on his face.
Because this terrifying force locked him tightly, making him unable to dodge.
"don't want!"
His eyes were frightened, and he roared in despair, condensing all his defenses to resist...
However, the power of the Fairy Sword to Suppress Demons was so powerful that it directly pierced all his defenses, pierced his heart, and nailed him to the boulder hundreds of feet away.
"boom!"
The entire ground was shaking, and dense cracks appeared on all the boulders.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
What is domineering?
This is.
They couldn't help but feel extremely happy in their hearts.
The Elf King just used only one arrow to severely injure Yinglong, and three arrows killed the old man Xuankong.
Then one arrow broke through all the defensive barriers in Tianfu.
But he always shoots cold arrows, making it hard for people to guard against him.
But now, Yang Tian launched a long-range attack and nailed him to the stone wall, making everyone feel bad.
I think that if Old Xuankong knew that someone was avenging him, he would definitely feel very happy.
After the Elf King was crucified, the remaining people in the West became even more frightened.
Especially the Dragon King.
Under Yang Tian's sky-cutting style just now, all his scales were shattered and almost split into two. Even though he had strong vitality, his flesh and blood were now turned out, and his white dragon bones were exposed to the air, soaked in blood.
Wet the ground.
He was scared and wanted to escape from here and escape from Yang Tian's sight.
While the boy was facing off against the Elf King,
However, the Elf King was instantly killed without holding on for even half a round. The young man raised his head and looked at the Dragon King.
The Dragon King was running away. He kept flapping his huge flesh wings, trying to fly to the highest point in the sky.
It was three thousand meters at first and finally reached nine thousand meters.
After reaching this height, the Dragon King finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the young man would never be able to catch up.
However, at this time, I just felt that I heard a voice in my ears.
"Where do you want to escape to?"
The Dragon King turned around with difficulty, only to see that the young man had silently appeared beside him.
"How can it be?"
He looked frightened and almost forgot to flap his wings and fell down (to be continued)
