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Chapter 682 The Power of Tianlong Tower

"Lord! Help!"

Zi Ning screamed miserably, but the next moment, the fire wind blew and burned her body directly.

"No!!" Duan Qianqiu roared, his eyes turning red instantly.

The Commander of the Dragon Guard is his true confidant.

The reason why he was able to gallop on the outer battlefield was not only because of his own strength, but also because of his powerful support as the leader of the Thirteen Dragon Guards.

A Dragon Guard leader died. Before that, he didn't even dare to think about it.

However, at this moment, Zi Ning died in front of him, unable to resist!

"Ouch!!!"

In the sky, eight dragons surged, the Tianlong Formation opened, and the entire Tianlong Tower burst out with endless golden light, turning into great power and blessing Duan Qianqiu.

"Where is the Dragon Guard!" Duan Qianqiu roared, like a wild dragon with its scales uncovered, its breath was manic, and its claws were spread wide.

"Here!!"

A tsunami-like sound sounded in Tianlong Tower.

Elite warriors flew out from the Tianlong Tower's formation one after another, their whole bodies exuding golden light, and golden clouds covering their bodies, covering their limbs, armor, and soldiers.

With the blessing of these golden lights, the already powerful Dragon Guards formed a battle formation, and their momentum became even more magnificent, as if they could pierce the sky and destroy the stars!

"Ouch!!!"

The eight-headed golden dragon roared again, its rolling roar spreading rapidly towards the four universes and eight wastelands like waves.

Wherever the dragon's roar sound wave passed, the void twisted and mountains and rivers exploded inch by inch.

Only this sound wave will kill anyone below the Venerable level who touches it!

The eight golden dragons are the eight spiritual beings.

And because they are puppets, these eight golden dragons are not afraid of death at all.

If there is a spiritual master who dares to fight with him, let alone one against eight, one against one, even with the same level of cultivation, he may not be the opponent of the golden dragon.

The eight dragons gathered together, and the aura fluctuated like a prison or an abyss, which could collapse the void and guard the mountains and rivers!

"Why did you kill my beloved general!!" Duan Qianqiu roared.

The endless sea of ​​fire parted, and Meng Xingyuan walked out on the waves of fire, revealing his handsome face, reflecting the light of the fire, like a god of fire.

"You..." Duan Qianqiu's pupils dilated, looking at Meng Xingyuan's face, he almost suffocated!

"It's you?!"

An ant. Previously, Duan Qianqiu didn't even pay attention to him, so he handed it over directly to Yi Wuchen and let him deal with it himself.

The moment he came out of Tianlong Tower, Duan Qianqiu didn't even look at Meng Xingyuan.

In his eyes, whether it is the Space Spirit Master or others, they are not enough to look at in front of Duan Qianqiu, the Heavenly Killing God.

If you are not too lazy to do anything, you can take it down in just a moment!

"Holy... Saint? How is that possible!!" Duan Qianqiu's face looked like he had seen a ghost.

Meng Xingyuan's face was cold, and with a wave of his hand, a sea of ​​rolling fire surged like a wave, eroding the space, burning everything, opening his big mouth, and rushed towards the Tianlong Tower in the Golden Building Palace!

He has no time for nonsense!

Duan Qianqiu's lips moved. For a moment, he wanted to send a message, as if he wanted to explain something.

No matter how unbelievable it is, the power of the saint in front of you is not fake.

Duan Qianqiu is confident in his own power, but even a peak spiritual master would not be stupid enough to provoke a spiritual saint, or even face the spiritual saint's attack!

The power of the holy throne is a power that Tianlong Tower cannot bear!

However, Meng Xingyuan didn't want to give him time to speak!

In other words, he doesn't have time at all!

Ten breaths is the burning of 20,000 killing points!

It takes a second or two to say nonsense, right? In addition to the conversation between you and me, standing still for a moment, ten breaths will pass!

This is not talking, this is burning money!

Besides, there's nothing much to say.

Since Tianlong Tower is determined to unite with the Yi family and unite the front, Meng Xingyuan will help them!

Since you are going to die, then go to hell with the Yi family!

Meng Xingyuan's eyes were red, and his chest was filled with killing intent.

Now that he has taken action, he has already considered all possible consequences.

If you use the power of a saint, the consequences will be too great.

Because his cultivation level is that of the One Star Spirit Sect. Even if some people may have misunderstood him before, and misunderstood him as the so-called Space Dao Spirit Lord because of the power of the Talisman Dao Scroll, paper cannot contain the fire, and the truth will always be discovered.

one day.

A one-star spiritual sect has mastered the power of the spiritual saint. Meng Xingyuan knows how big the storm will be without even thinking about it!

But once the bow has been drawn, there is no turning back.

Meng Xingyuan didn't know what big trouble would be waiting for him in the future. All he could do was to ensure that he had enough killing points to deal with any situation!

The killing point is the foundation of your life!

Only by having a killing point can he deter those monsters and monsters that have ulterior motives towards him!

Therefore, Meng Xingyuan didn't bother to talk nonsense with Duan Qianqiu. He quickly destroyed the Tianlong Tower, saving the consumption of [Condensing Soul Talisman] killing points, and at the same time earning another killing point. This is the business!

"die!"

The sea of ​​fire turned into thousands of flaming creatures, baring their teeth and claws, rushing towards Duan Qianqiu, covering the entire Tianlong Tower.

[Elementary Talisman Scroll] The fire that summons the flame Suzaku is red with gold; [Advanced Talisman Scroll] The fire of Bird Dance is the pale holy fire of great brightness.

The flame triggered by [Fire Refining Galaxy] is the purest fire of heaven and earth, colorless and invisible. It can be red, red gold, blue, or pale.

This is the fire of the Tao, which represents the power of the saint and is already infinitely close to the origin of the great avenue of flames of heaven and earth.

As soon as this fire comes out, all the fires in the world should bow down and surrender!

"Damn it!!" Duan Qianqiu's scalp was numb at the moment, but he had to bite the bullet and go.

Tianlong Tower is his base camp.

If he escapes, the entire Tianlong Tower will be burned to the ground under this invincible Dao fire.

This is his hard work for thousands of years, and the foundation of his career is equivalent to most of his life. How could he give up?!

"roar!!"

The eight dragons roared, and the endless golden light surged like a wave, pushing across three thousand worlds.

"cut!"

In the Tianlong Tower, thousands of dragon guards surrounded by the Tianlong Formation formed an formation with their halberds, swung their halberds in unison, and struck a blow.

Thousands of halberd shadows, like long dragons, merged under the power of the formation and turned into a single blow.

The shadow of the golden halberd is like a three thousand meter long golden dragon, cutting through the sky and falling down.

The shadow of the halberd is like a dragon's body, pressing down on the air and suppressing the airflow. It weighs a million kilograms and its strength is terrifying. It can easily smash a sacred mountain and split open the deep sea.

When the Five-Star Spirit Master collided with this attack, he had to avoid its sharp edge.

Duan Qianqiu even wielded a silver-white long sword. The blade was simple and vicissitudes of life, with a heavy atmosphere of time.

An inexplicable smell of dryness emanated from his body.

The moment he made his move, in Meng Xingyuan's perception, Duan Qianqiu seemed to blend into the entire sky, turning into clouds, water, and air. He did not merge with the void, but his sense of existence was infinitely reduced.

, until he disappeared from Meng Xingyuan’s consciousness!


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