"Kaku..."

The dragon scales on the Saint Shanglong were dim and cracking, with flesh and blood exposed, dragon blood splattering, and the body seemed to be shattering inch by inch!

The Saint Shanglong did his best to activate the Dragon Clan secret technique, and also activated several treasures that were not under the Panlong War God Armor and the Tianlong Cover, but they were still unable to resist the violent thunder.

"Puff..."

The Saint Shanglong vomited blood, and the dragon blood in his mouth poured down like a heavy rain. Under the bombardment of thunder, the skin and flesh bloomed, revealing the terrible dragon bones.

A dignified semi-saint powerful man, he was now ravaged like a dying snake.

For Saint Shanglong, although he saw Long Yi being killed, he knew that Du Shaofu had spiritual thunder and divine thunder cauldron on his body, he did not think that the human in front of him had the capital to truly compete with him.

This confidence comes from the pride of the Dragon Saint for his dragon clan bloodline and his contempt for his semi-saint level.

Even if he really can't kill this human, he doesn't believe that this human can do anything to him.

But this pitiful Saint Shanglong did not expect that his rage would affect his judgment.

Perhaps letting the Saint Shanglong calm down and face Du Shaofu's sword, you should understand that his semi-saint level cultivation level may not have any advantage.

Long Yi has the true dragon essence and blood and the true dragon slashing holy sword, and the peak cultivation of the immortal and immortal Nirvana. With his full strength, he can only protect himself.

But Long Yi was killed. How could the Saint Shanglong take advantage? He was even more rapturous and wanted to kill Du Shaofu.

However, Saint Shanglong was not completely lost in his mind by the rage. He thought that even if he could not kill Du Shaofu, he would have the power to protect himself.

The half-saint of Saint Shanglong has been at the level of cultivation for a long time. I am afraid that the real Saint Realm powerhouse in this world will take a lot of effort to keep him.

Under the holy realm, if this saint of Long wants to leave, who can keep him!

But Saint Shanglong was too unlucky, so Du Shaofu directly used the Purple Thunder Xuan Cauldron, making him unable to escape even if he wanted to.

Otherwise, even if Du Shaofu is doing his best at this moment, it would be unlikely that he would leave the Saint Shanglong who wants to leave.

"Ao..."

The dragon saint Shanglong shook his head and tail, shaking his void, burning his dragon blood. At his own expense, he chose his own dead end, but he still could not break free from the shackles of the Purple Thunder Xuan Cauldron. The dragon scales on his body were constantly shattered, and the ferocious mouth vomited blood, and the holy power could not resist the thunder destruction and bombardment!

"I can't trap me anymore, I can't trap me anymore..."

The battlefield was filled with lightning and thunder, and thunderous. From the violent shaking and cracking cliff, Yin Jie's laughter was accompanied by the demonic energy, and he wanted to overturn the abyss.

“Hulala…”

In the abyss, there are dazzling arc fluctuations, with an extremely hot breath, spreading silently in the void.

But after looking carefully, I realized that the dazzling arc fluctuation was actually an extremely special flame.

The flames were burning, and traces of vacuum appeared directly in the surrounding void. It seemed plain, but only the stronger the person could feel how terrifying the mysterious and dazzling flame was.

The mysterious flames filled the vast abyss at some point, burning and boiling, reflecting the void, and revealing a vast world above the void.

The ancient land, broken huge rocks, huge deep pits, broken valleys, cut-off huge peaks, huge corpses that stretch across the earth...

“Buzz…”

In the scene reflecting the void, there were many swords, guns, swords and halberds passing through the void, making the sound of wind and thunder.

"Oh my God, it's an ancient battlefield, with many treasures left behind!"

Seeing this strange scene, some creatures exclaimed that they came here and waited in the burial realm of All Spirits for so long to find treasures and obtain the inheritance left by the rumored powerful people.

"This ancient battlefield has been sealed, I don't know where it is!" the leading beautiful woman in the Mo family murmured.

"Has the Divine Thunder Cauldron been born..."

A strange phenomenon floated in the air, and such a sound came from somewhere, resounding in the void, the sound was as melodious as an ancient bell.

"rumble……"

As the melodious sound fell, flames like an electric arc began to surge out of the huge cracks in the cracks in the abyss.

The entire vast abyss suddenly became bright, wrapped in a red-blue light, like a volcanic lava overflowing, covering the entire abyss. The secret ripples of the talismans fluctuated with an ancient power.

Such power is silent and without much fluctuation, but in the silence, the creatures present find that the spiritual and Taoist instruments on their bodies are burning for no reason, as if they are about to melt into their bodies, and their whole body is also about to burn spontaneously, with a terrible temperature rising quietly in their bodies.

Such a strange temperature is even more strange than the demonic energy corrodes the soul.

"careful!"

An old man felt the terrible temperature and his face changed suddenly. He shouted the river channel to remind his children around him to pay attention.

"Boom!"

In the magic thunder cauldron of the magic sword, purple gold and mysterious thunder poured into the abyss at the same time. Purple thunder fell into the strange red-blue arc flame, corroding and destroying the dazzling secret pattern of the talisman.

"Ao!"

Du Shaofu's soul, the red-butt horse and monkey, had all his strength to stop it, and bright thunder erupted, turning into a huge thunder turtle, thunder tree, etc., but it could not stop all the purple gold thunder from pouring into the abyss.

"boom!"

Dongli Qingqing took action and burst out with a dazzling green light. The mysterious aura on her body was raised to the extreme. She continued to resist the purple gold and black thunder with Du Shaofu's soul, red-butt horse and monkey body, but the effect was not great.

"Hehehe, I can't trap me anymore."

Yin Jie's voice kept coming out, and demonic energy surged out from the red and blue arc flames. The whole world was shaking "rumbling", and the earth was shaking.

"kill!"

This scene made Du Shaofu frown, his expression was solemn that he was extremely serious. He worked hard to kill the Saint Shanglong as fast as possible.

The thing that suppressed the Demon Emperor's soul under the cliff seemed to be able to be destroyed by the Purple Thunder Mysterious Cauldron, and it was necessary to block the Demon Sword!

"Boom..."

The brilliant and destructive purple thunder erupted from the Purple Thunder Xuan Cauldron. This kind of thunder and lightning energy bloomed like a dazzling purple-gold firework, bursting into the sky.

"Puff!"

The Saint Shanglong vomited blood again, and the huge dragon body was dim, dripping blood, and the skin was blooming, which was terrible.
Chapter completed!