Dragon Blood Emperor

The people who rushed up were blasted by a strong squeeze, and even their ancestors died.

And the bursting blood mist kept getting into the nose of the crucified ancient king!

This slight change was just noticed by Ye Wushuang, and his eyes were slightly frozen, thinking that this monarch is about to be resurrected?

"Rewind!"

Mind turned, Ye Wushuang retreated with a few people of Shen Gongbao!

"What's going on, what's going on?"

Looking at the North Emperor's Bow, which was close at hand, everyone was terrified. Those who rushed up were bathed in blood, awake a lot, and quickly turned back!

Bang!

The four candidates of the Son of God also changed their faces dramatically. They stepped on the void in one step and quickly left the high platform at an extreme speed.

The Emperor Huangji and others successively stayed away from the stone monument and retreated to the extreme edge. His eyes were gazing closely at the bow of the Northern Emperor, and he dared not act lightly!

"what happened?"

The ancestors of the Shadow Valley were gloomy, and the ancient treasures that were close at hand, but could only look at them. What was the mysterious power?

Ye Xiwen analyzed in a deep voice: "That should be the means left by this dead king. The purpose is to prevent us from getting the bow of the Northern Emperor. He should be the third son of the God of Dream God, Qianqiu Yun! "

"wrong!"

Ye Wushuang spit it out, staring at the figure in the blood mist, eating away the blood in the blood mist!

"wrong?"

Listening to this, Ye Xiwen frowned and turned to Ye Wushuang: "Do you still have different opinions?"

Suddenly, a group of powerful elders such as Emperor Huangji, Tianyue Miaoyin, Wanyan Zongsheng, and Shadow Valley ancestors turned their heads.

Ye Wushuang said gravely, "This is not the Qianqiu cloud, but the culprit who slaughtered Wulei City!"

"Joke?" Ye Xiwen sneered, "Since he was the culprit in the slaughter of Wulei City, why was he killed here? Don't tell me, this is what Chiaki Daiyun did. If so, would it not be Chiaki Dai Yun is alive! "

After hearing Ye Xiwen's analysis, everyone could not help but nod!

"Isn't Qianqiyun Yun alive, I don't know, but one thing is certain, he is the culprit who slaughtered Wulei City!"

Ye Wushuang stared at the figure nailed to the stone tablet. According to his guess, the person who had been nailed down should be looking for the desolate dragon spring mentioned by the goddess of dreams!

Then, I took the opportunity to destroy the city of Wulei, and then was killed here by mystery!

It is not difficult to explain why the Eight Deserted Dragons came to Wuliang Mountain, and its purpose should also be to find the Dragon Spring of the Deserted God.

Unfortunately, it was also weirdly killed!

"Ye Wushuang, what are you trying to say?"

Wan Yanzong Sheng's calm voice.

"An ancient king who had died also killed the monk and devoured his blood. The tens of millions of people who did not deliberately did not kill you, but who killed them?"

Ye Wushuang stared at the ancient king and said something inexplicable to everyone!

However, just when everyone was puzzled, the head of the slain ancient king lifted slightly, revealing an empty eyes, with two blood-red flames burning in the flames!

Countless scarlet runes and magic lights continued to fall from him, like a sharp and exquisite divine sword dazzling and dazzling, an ancient magic sound echoed, as if the curse of the demon sacrifice rang in the ears of everyone!

The thick black hair fluttered without wind, and at the center of his eyebrow, a coffin mark circulated the dizziness, and it was familiar to Ye Wushuang's eyes!

"Fun Heaven!"

When seeing the mark of the coffin, Ye Wushuang recognized it instantly, his eyes suddenly turned cold!

"He's not dead?"

Looking at this weird scene that suddenly appeared, everyone's eyelids jumped suddenly, and a heart sank sharply. Is this going to be resurrected?

If resurrected, then for them, it is absolutely unimaginable consequences!

Many people have the urge to escape by pulling their legs, but after all, they have resisted, there are blood corpses in all directions, and there is no way out, they still have a dead end!

"Don't worry, this ancient king's body will not be resurrected." Wan Yan Zongsheng tried his best to suppress his voice and said to the others calmly.

"Boom!"

However, as soon as Wan Yanzong's utterance fell, a powerful will fell from the sky, sinking everyone's body!

In the eyes of that ancient king, two blood-red flames gradually spread from the depths, as if the two lamps were not extinguished, the blood-colored light shone in the heavens and the earth, setting everything back to blood-red!

"Resurrected, he really resurrected!"

At this moment, even Shadow Valley ancestors and others couldn't calm down. Many people's legs were weak and they almost fell on their knees.

However, that blood color was also suppressed by the stele!

And the powerful coercion, the bow of the Northern Emperor on the top of the stele also trembled and suppressed it.

"He was restrained by the stele and the bow of the Northern Emperor!"

Ye Wushuang shouted, letting the crowd return slightly.

"A very clever ant, this seat is indeed restrained by the stele and the Northern Emperor's achievements, but this seat will kill you, but just between your fingers, to feed this seat to help this seat out of this ghost place."

Ye Wushuang's voice just fell, and a violent, evil, and eerie voice sounded with an endless killing breath!

This sound makes people have a feeling of freezing like falling in an ice cellar, as if the cold winter wind is blowing on the body like a blade!

A scary blood color spread towards a group of people, with a strong tearing force ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Pulling the crowd towards the stone monument!

puff!

puff!

Successive forces of genius were pulled over, squeezed and burst, and turned into a mist of blood!

"Hanging ghosts!"

Suddenly, the savage cow shouted in horror, and the four were pulled over!

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang took a step and reached out with one hand to catch the four!

"Everyone attacked him together!"

The goddess of dreams shouted, and the three-color **** shuttle turned into a sharp beam of light and killed it!

When others saw this, they also launched a series of attacks. At this time, they also knew that only to deal with this king who was about to be resurrected can there be a way to live!

"The people of the ants, you can't help it!"

That cold sound blew loudly in the crowd's ears, and the blood-colored light blocked everything, and those attacks were constantly annihilated!

cut!

Ye Wushuang sacrifice the ancient sword of the ancestors, cast the sword of destruction and stand in the blood, the blood is turbulent, taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Wushuang dragged the four back!

"A good ant, but you can't escape it!"

That voice sounded, Ye Wushuang's body felt like he was being dragged by a shocking force, and dragged into the blood!

Ye Wushuang's complexion was dull, and his ancestor was cut again!

"Ant, your struggle ... useless!"

The blood-colored energy wrapped Ye Wushuang, and quickly rushed into the presence of the ancient king. A pair of eyes with flashing evil blood stared at Ye Wushuang. As this ancient king said, Ye Wushuang found that his divine power could not compete with this. Scarlet!

"Strong and pure blood, there is the potential of Tianjiao, you ants are a bit interesting, but your blood will contribute!"

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