Chapter 670

Wei Ying's hand coagulates her soul power, slaps it on the halberd, pours it on the halberd, and then withdraws her hand. Her goal has been achieved. It's useless to stay more. She turns around and withdraws quickly. Her figure has just landed on the ground. The disciples of Xiuzhen sect look at her with admiration, especially Wang Tan's eyes, which are almost running water. She can't help licking her lips The image of greedy brother pig.

Wei Feng excitedly grasped Wei Ying's arm and said in a trembling voice: "little sister, you really fight for our Tianshan sect!"

We all looked up at the painting halberd of Jiulong Fangtian in the sky and waited to see how many dragon chants the painting halberd could make. Even Vatican touched his chin and looked at the sky with great interest.

"Ouch!"

A dragon's song resounds through the sky and the valley. An ice dragon flies out of the halberd and hovers in the air. It is vivid and flapping its tail to show the power of the dragon. The temperature of the weather drops suddenly, and the ground dyed black by the evil spirit forms a thick layer of frost. Then the ice dragon flies into the halberd again.

Wei Ying mouth with a trace of bitterness, thought that she had tried her best, she smile, a calm face.

"I'll do it!"

A disciple of Xiuzhen sect flies to Jiulong Fangtian painting halberd quickly. As soon as he enters the golden light, the halberd body starts a golden ripple, spreads around and directly runs over it. This disciple of Xiuzhen sect is turned into powder and his body and soul are destroyed.

The disciples of Xiuzhen sect took a breath of cold air, and their previous coveting heart disappeared. Some of them had already begun to retreat.

"Amitabha!" Misheng uttered a Buddha's name, glanced at the kings and said, "who will come first?"

As soon as the words fell, long zhantian put away his dragon gun and roared, "I'll come!"

Wang Tan cried out, "come on, dragon!"

Long zhantian nods, his body is full of dragon spirit, and flies straight to the sky like a meteor. His body turns into a golden dragon, rushes into the golden light, quickly approaches the halberd body, and turns into the body of the Golden Dragon. After several circles around the halberd body, he turns into a man, slowly raises his palm, and a dragon totem appears behind him, like a Dragon God. His body is blooming with golden awn, OK No power!

Aragorn frowned slightly. The strength of the Dragon fighting heaven has surpassed that of the kings. Now I'm afraid only Brahma can fight with him. If the means of pressing the bottom of the box are used, he may not be afraid of Brahma and the Dragon fighting heaven. As soon as his eyes turn, the Holy king has been hiding his cultivation. No one has ever dealt with her, but he just doesn't know what her cultivation is?

The other three female disciples of Xiuzhen sect are enchanting, graceful, and full of beauty. Their beautiful eyes are full of tenderness and adoration. They stare at long zhantian closely. He is the pride of the secular world. In the cultivation world, he is the pride of the heaven. Their rebellious cultivation and domineering posture deeply attract their attention.

The palm of longzhantian's hand is filled with soul power, and his arms are burning with golden flame. Nine dragons are flying behind him. The corners of his mouth are up, showing a proud smile. He can clearly feel the breath of Dragon Spirit in the halberd. He claps his hand on the halberd, and the powerful soul power is poured into the halberd. A nine color light shoots out of his palm and quickly spreads around the halberd, It's all over the halberd body, so I take back my hand.

He slowly took back his palm. Long zhantian's face was ruddy. He flew back to the ground with his hands behind him.

Brahma touched his chin and his eyes turned around. His heart said that the dragon and the sky were really good, and he couldn't be underestimated.

"There's pressure?" She came close to Brahma and made a beautiful voice, just like the sound of nature.

After hearing the voice, Brahma felt soft all over, just like a magic sound. He stared at Moji, frowned deeply, and asked, "beauty, was it the sound of nature you made before?"

"Cough!" Moji coughed and resumed her hoarse and low voice. She said, "little guy, do you have any pressure?"

Brahma sniffed and sighed: "I have any pressure. I have engraved the name of Tianbao. It will belong to me."

"Ouch!"

With the sound of a dragon, a Golden Dragon flew out of the halberd and hovered in the air.

"Ouch, ouch..."

Then fly out green dragon, fire dragon, white dragon, dragon posture, four giant dragons hovering in the air, this scene is shocking!

"Ouch..."

A dragon from the halberd body fly out, a full nine dragons, different colors, open teeth and claws, circling around the halberd body.

Long zhantian couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. Ang Tian laughed. He showed his big face and glanced at Brahma. He was proud of himself. He said that he was the right one. The whole body was very real. The Dragon couldn't get away from the relationship. Who can compare with him? He will eventually step on the way of God and dominate the way of emperor! When he thought of moye's words, he was happy. Brahma was a bastard and an orphan. He just took a small advantage for a while. How could this kind of inferior person compare with his 95% respect!

Wei Ying can't help but look at long zhantian. It's an appreciative look with tenderness and love hidden. Such a young talent is rare in the world.The disciples of Xiuzhen sect all gathered around and held hands to congratulate long zhantian, especially the three beauties. They circled around long zhantian, hoping to eat him.

Nine Dragons hovered in the air for five minutes before flying into the halberd. The halberd in Jiulong Fangtian painting regained its tranquility.

The king of war, lei'ao, was shocked and stepped forward

The king of war broke through the golden light and flew into the halberd. He swung his big hand and pressed the halberd full of soul power. After pouring the soul power, he returned to the ground and stared at the sky.

"Ouch, ouch..."

The sound of the dragon's chanting tears the space, and eight dragons fly out of the halberd. Their bodies emit ferocious momentum, roar and tremble. The earth trembles slightly. Although there are only eight dragons, the momentum is very fierce, even the evil spirit under the prison stone of Bazhong town is restrained!

Eight dragons roar, war spirit soars, shaking mountains and rivers, wind and clouds surge!

This is war spirit!

All of them took a breath of cold air. This kind of air of war between heaven and earth made people tremble. The disciples of Xiuzhen sect looked at Leo with a solemn face. Leo was like a god of war. Standing on the black stone, he was still, like a gun, and his body was surrounded by a layer of air of war.

Brahma frowned slightly. At this time, the king of war was much more mature than when he first arrived in Los Angeles. He was calm and calm. He was not so impetuous as before. He knew that he was introverted! He sighed to himself that people have to go through setbacks to grow. A sapling has to go through the baptism of wind, frost, snow and rain to grow into a towering tree. The king of war is also growing. Brahma has a premonition that the king of war will definitely be his strong enemy in the future!