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Chapter 1860 Lord of the Gods(2/2)

The surrounding space was actually under the other party's control, crowding towards him.

There is less than ten breaths left.

"Go ahead."

A cold light flashed in Long Chen's eyes.

He disappeared among the millions of blood-weeping dragon souls. Countless little dragons condensed into a giant skyscraper dragon. It rushed down in shock, breaking through the shackles of space, breaking through everything, and passed by Di Feng's body. When millions of weeping blood dragon souls When the dragon soul rushed past, where Di Feng originally stood, there was only a skeleton left.

Long Chen knelt on the ground.

Millions of blood-weeping dragon souls suddenly dissipated and returned to his body.

There were only three people left on the entire white jade platform.

Ling Xi and Li Xuanji fell to the ground lightly. The next moment, they were holding Long Chen, who was about to fall. At this moment, Long Chen's face was horribly white. He had been squeezed countless times to form a fighting force. He had the body of an ancestral dragon. I can't hold on either.

"How do you feel?" Li Xuanji frowned and asked urgently.

"Very happy." Long Chen squeezed out a smile, but it was uglier than crying.

Lingxi's eyes were filled with tears. She wanted to cry loudly, but she still held back. This experience made everyone mature a lot, especially her.

There may only be one life, and it is not easy to get this opportunity. Long Chen got his future life through a life-and-death battle today, so what reason is there not to cherish it.
Chapter completed!
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