Chapter 203: Do you dare to fight against the saint?

Chapter 203: Do you dare to fight against the saint?

The angry dragon was excited, and the roar shook the sky. The vitality between heaven and earth fluctuated violently. At this moment, thousands of creatures were silent and cautiously restrained their breath. Although they were not clear about it, they knew that it was better to be careful at this time.

Some monks with slightly stronger strength still secretly released their divine thoughts when they were careful and protected themselves, and quietly explored towards the East China Sea, making it difficult to curb their curiosity.

Seven irresistible majestic momentums rose into the sky, majestic and majestic, and no one dared to be enemies with them.

When the dragon clan began to move, the Three Pure Ones of Pangu, the Two Saints of the West, Houtu and Nuwa in the underworld all went out, which made all living beings confused. I wonder what was going on, which made these peerless powerful men standing proudly at the top of the prehistoric world take action together in an instant.

Could it be that some spiritual treasures of heaven and earth were born?

This guess flashed through the minds of many monks and did not emerge again. Since the saints took action, even if there was a shocking spiritual treasure of heaven and earth, they would have no chance to be born.

East China Sea, outside the Dragon Abyss.

Fei Lian's heart was turbulent, his mind was in a daze, feeling the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the dragon abyss ahead and the louder and more powerful dragon roar. His body trembled, unable to tell whether it was excitement or fear.

At this moment, it is meaningless to investigate what Li Yan did in the Dragon Pool with Shang Yunmeng. The first question is how to face the anger of the saints.

The pressure of the saints was unconcealed, and they were extremely abrupt, and their anger was clearly displayed in their perception.

Obviously, what Li Zi and Shang Yunmeng did must have touched their interests, otherwise

"What exactly is it that actually touched the pain of all saints?"

Fei Lian knew nothing about this.

"Huanglong!"

At this time, Yinglong's cold and anxious voice suddenly sounded, touching Fei Lian's chaotic thoughts. He looked in the sound, but saw the dragon roar beside him and heading straight to the void above the East China Sea.

"A dream of eternal times, the cause and effect are gone, the dragon clan, the Anxiety, it's time to break it!"

The voice of Huanglong Zhenren seemed to reveal a kind of relief, a kind of ease, and rushed out of everyone's sight without hesitation, pointing directly to the pressure of the saint coming from Yuxu Kunlun, that was Yuanshi Tianzun!

"The hidden dragon is in the abyss, and the dragon dominates the world!"

At a critical moment, Yinglong had no time to care about Huanglong's determination. He roared a few times and suddenly rose into the air, hovering with his thousand-foot dragon body like black ink, circling his magic power all over his body, and his momentum was fully opened.

With Yinglong's roar, the descendants of the dragon clan headed by the Dragon King of the Four Seas seemed to have received the stimulation of their bloodlines. They were full of fighting spirit and determined in their hearts. They flew up in the sky along the racial marks deep in their souls, surrounding Yinglong, centered on him, and arranged in all directions.

In a moment, a prehistoric formation that Fei Lian had never seen appeared in front of Fei Lian. In the void, purple Taoist patterns appeared completely. A purple dragon wandered freely and roared angrily. Even though it was just a void dragon shadow, Fei Lian still felt the terrifying pressure from the purple dragon in an instant.

"Is this Zulong?"

Although he didn't know the name of the formation hosted by Yinglong, Fei Lian also knew that this was a racial formation, combining their own Taoist patterns, making its power reach the horror of the purple Taoist patterns.

But how long can Yinglong, the Dragon King of the Four Seas and others last under the anger of the saints?

Before she could think too much, Fei Lian summoned the Qiankun Creation Cauldron, used his magic power all over his body, and scattered in the air, vowing to stop the angrily attack of all the saints.

After all, Shang Yunmeng stood behind Fei Lian.

"Men should use their lives to protect their women!"

He thought fiercely in his heart that a wave of spiritual power around Fei Lian was shaking, and Su Daji, who had been hiding in the Qiankun Creation Cauldron for a long time, finally appeared again.

"Teacher, what's the matter?"

As soon as Su Daji appeared, he didn't understand the situation at all, but felt the atmosphere around him tense and the war was about to break out.

"I don't have time to explain! Girl, unblock your talent and mobilize all the fighting spirit of men here, and explode!"

"Um?"

When Su Daji heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then the corners of his mouth quickly raised: "It's so fun!"

A crazy joy appeared in the eyes of a little devil.

Buzz!

The next moment, an invisible shock wave spread from all directions with Su Daji as the center. Fei Lian, who was the first to be hit, was immediately affected by it, and his fighting spirit suddenly soared to the peak.

Not only that, even the speed of mana operation in the body and the commander of Taoism seemed to have increased in a short time.

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

The endless fighting thoughts filled my heart, and all men, including Fei Lian, were instantly as if they were injected with chicken blood, and burst out with strength far beyond their usual ones.

Just as Fei Lian and others were preparing, several dazzling treasures gathered here from all around, each of which was extremely terrifying, terrifying, as if it were the end of the world.

A sword!

One banner!

A turn!

A branch!

A treasure house!

A hydrangea!

And a vortex!

Many terrifying momentums came one after another, gathered in the East China Sea. Under the pressure of Mount Tai, the entire East China Sea was instantly pressed down by more than ten feet, and there was no longer any waves.

But under the sea, it was even more turbulent.

Dong!

A sudden sound of earth-shaking sound spread all over the world. The hydrangea with the red treasure light that was burning to destroy the world turned slightly and hit the golden treasure tower, causing a wave of air around to roll and the space to shatter.

Looking at the red treasure light blooming in the void in the east, Shang Rong and Huang Feihu who were far away in Chaoge were silent. At that time, it was this little red hydrangea that instantly destroyed the fortune dragon of the Shang Dynasty for hundreds of years. It was terrifying.

Just as the Red Hydrangea of ​​Destruction collided with the Guigui Baobang, five divine lights that soared into the sky came from an unknown place, and just blocked the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

At the same time, the unknown vortex also gently wrapped around the inconspicuous crutch, gently sucked it, and stalemate fell.

The only sword that truly descended, cut through the sea, and attacked the Long Abyss!

But it was an extremely terrifying sword!

The sword has not arrived, the intention has been fulfilled!

The sharp and terrifying sword intent hits every consciousness deep, as if even the soul is going to shatter inch by this terrifying sword intent.

"town!!!"

Fei Lian's eyes were almost bloodshot and red. After all, he felt the sword intent of the Tongtian Sect Master many times, and had a slight resistance, and quickly woke up. At this moment, all the magic power of luck was blown away, and he shouted loudly, using the Qiankun Creation Cauldron to transform into thousands of rays of light and blocked the Qingping Sword that was galloping towards the coming Qingping Sword.

After all, it is an innate spiritual treasure, and Fei Lian's current strength is already quite good. He has a very difficult time blocking the speed of Qingping Sword.
Chapter completed!