Chapter 1597

"Boom..."

Taiyue Mountain!

The real dragon marks were waved by the child, like a roulette, and even controlled the sky. The momentum of looking up at all directions was surging. The martial practitioners present began to lower their heads in shame.

Nima, what an old child, has such accomplishments. They are more powerful than them. The continuous secret skills and terrible tricks each have amazing power that ordinary people can't imagine. It's impossible to calm down.

"Peng!"

Without noticing, ye Fantian was hit by the other party's real dragon mark. He flew hundreds of thousands of meters upside down and broke a mountain range.

"Ten days and nine earth Emperor Dragon strength - open!"

One hand was as tender as jade, but it rose in the wind and expanded vigorously to half the sky, ruthlessly suppressing it towards Ye Fantian.

Like the lead cloud pressing the city, the mighty power perfectly locked and surrounded Ye Fantian's body, which was pressed down in an instant.

"Boom..."

The ground set off all kinds of huge waves, and the world began to boil.

The infinite real dragon's strength, just like the possession of the divine dragon, beats down continuously.

The seemingly lovely little brother Zhengtai is simply a mixed world little devil.

Ye Fantian hesitated a little, but he soon paid the price for it. He only felt a burst of pressure on his body, and then he was pressed to the ground. The supreme pressing force above was like a mountain rolling towards his own flesh. Even his strength was always amazing, But there was no such strong resistance.

"Roar"

There was a low dragon chant in his mouth, but the sound was transmitted in all directions.

"Isn't he dead yet? But, well, if he dies like this, Ben Shuai's mood hasn't been released."

A strange smile appeared on the child's face, which was completely inconsistent with the naive and lively age.

Wang ChongTong's body trembled violently, his face was frightened, and his heart began to roll like thousands of waves. He always boasted that he was a genius, talented and intelligent, and was the favorite of heaven. But now, facing the young son of the Dragon Prince, he couldn't calm down.

It's against the sky.

If the boy gives him another hundred years, no, another few decades, will he touch the eternal degree of the universe in the rumors?

"Roar"

A real dragon roared from the child's mouth.

The method is amazing. Once again, the seven real dragon strength begins to wave.

Seven real dragons hover in the shadow.

A dragon's tail shook and broke a mountain and river.

With a roar, the dragon's Qi was released infinitely, watering ten volcanoes.

A statue sprays smoke in its mouth and extinguishes the vitality of the four sides

These real dragons are going against the sky.

"Ben Shuai exists to kill you so-called geniuses. He is on the spot for ten days and is exclusive to me!"

In that crisp voice, at this time, there was all kinds of domineering, old-fashioned domineering and ambition, which made people frown.

Such a big movement naturally attracted many strong people to stop.

But when they heard the child's words, they couldn't help but have a trough in their mouths:

"This guy is a terrible means. It seems that if this person survives here for a long time, it can't be said that those ancient families will be unlucky. With such a genius, no, it's a rare divine talent in ancient times. The day of the prosperity of the imperial dynasty is not far away."

"However, although this boy has strong strength, he is young and has excessive expansion of self-confidence. Although excessive self-confidence is good, it has many disadvantages. After a long time, it will not be good for him."

"What about the mind demons? When you are so young, you can understand the mysteries of the universe. Are you afraid of the mind demons?"

"Cut, the heart devil is a fart? In the immortal imperial dynasty, the imperial spirit and the Dragon Emperor spirit have accumulated for countless years. Even if the heart devil dares to appear, won't it be broken into nutrients in a short time?"

"It's said that this little guy is the favorite person of the Dragon Prince. He is a top genius born with supreme secret skills. He perfuses dragon blood from urination, feeds on dragon blood and is based on Dragon Qi. He cultivates a unique skill rarely practiced by people in the imperial dynasty for many years."

"Alas, with the support of a wonderful father, even if there is a big disaster, it will be all right. It's not good for a young man to succeed in the end."

There was constant discussion.

Among them, there are many strong ancient people.

After seeing the child's strength and qualification, their eyes turned red like rabbits and wanted to kill with envy.

Terrible, terrible.

It's terrible.

If this goes on, won't their ancient family really be finished.

Many people began to notice Wang ChongTong.

The Wang family even chose to stand with the immortal imperial dynasty because they knew the boy's real strength?

"This guy, but the youngest marshal in the imperial dynasty, controls 100000 soldiers. How can it be imagined by ordinary people? Originally, he didn't believe it, but now, my father, I have to say, your choice is quite right."

Wang ChongTong sneered in his heart.

"Die for Ben Shuai."

The child's face showed a sense of obliteration again.

At this time, the ground has been hit with a deep pit, which is as deep as an abyss.

But it is clear that there is a huge force emanating towards the outside.

"Boom!"

The real dragon is full of strength.

The seven real dragons merged into one, and quickly merged into the abyss.

"NIMA, did you play well?"

Suddenly a roar came out.

Ye Fantian, with infinite dragon power, bumped out.

A set of terrible armor appears on the body.

Scorching God armor!

"Hiss..."

With one hand, he suddenly grabbed a real dragon's strength, like cutting tofu, quickly broke it, then danced the real dragon's body and suddenly tore it again.

"Hiss"

Everyone was surprised that the real dragon strength was fiercely torn to pieces.

Bashi Longyin fist!

Fist printing day!

The image of dragon, demon and tiger!

Ye Fantian's means are all out.

"Pengpeng"

The real dragon strength was broken like broken glass, flashing charming light, but there was no vitality.

"Damn it."

The child's face turned red and his eyes looked at Ye Fantian with resentment.

"I will kill you, suppress you, suppress you in the sea eye of the North Sea, immortal and immortal, let your mysterious soul wail for countless years, and regret offending Ben Shuai."

The voice of resentment made people tremble uncontrollably.

The boy's mind is a little too poisonous.

"Fuck your sister."

Ye Fantian's speed is amazing. Before the child reacts, the dragon tail produced by the scorching God armor has been dancing quickly.

A dragon tail swings boundlessly.

Immediately beat the child's body out.

The earthquake shattered a thick piece of soil.

"Youlong chadi"

Ye Fantian's eyes twinkle.

Scarlet fluff and puff, as if they were two sharp divine swords.

At that time, countless virtual shadows overlapped.

"Boom"

A blow to the ground.

The ground immediately caused a boiling, the mountains and the earth cracked, countless cracks were generated, and the ten thousand dragon veins made a wailing sound.

When the boulder rolled, the child was driven into the earth vein by Ye Fan.

In the face of this vicious guy, ye Fantian doesn't need too much kindness.

This boy has been like this since he was a child. Do you expect him to become a good man when he grows up?

"Boom"

The fist doesn't kill.

With the blessing of the burning God armor, ye Vatican's speed and means have become more huge.

"The boy is finished, finished."

"How brave Ye Mingming is. Ye Mingming is really a madman. He dares to beat the son of the Dragon Prince like this. He is looking for death."

"Cut, can't Ye Mingming wait here to die without beating him? Although this boy is young, his means are countless times stronger than ordinary people. You have to know that."

"Keep your voice down. Do you fucking want to die? If someone hears us, we're dead."

"Ye Mingming is dead. The immortal imperial dynasty is chasing him. I'm afraid someone will come soon. How can this guy survive at that time?"

Fist shadow bursts, flashing boundless dragon power.

Ye Fantian's Bashi Longyin fist has the power of the ancient characters of the dragon soul. Each fist seems to break a piece of the sky.

"Ah... I'll kill you, ye Mingming. I want you to die, I want you to die!"

The child's flesh was broken, and scales grew on his body. His face was wrapped by dragon scales. It looked unspeakably ferocious. It was countless times more ugly than just now, but the ferocious breath was countless times stronger.

"Ten days and nine places I respect, Huanglong strength!"

In 9981, a golden real dragon began to form, lingering thousands of divine awns, patting at Ye Fantian.

A huge holy machine armor began to appear.

This is a holy machine armor with a dragon posture. The scales on the body are gorgeous, but the cold luster gives people an unimaginable hardness.

"Hum..."

Ye Fantian snorted coldly.

Step on the dragon and snake step and fight with each other underground.

"Boom..."

Emperor Dragon Blade!

A divine blade with boundless dragon power appeared in the hands of the holy machine armor.

Hiss

The mighty and infinite sword Qi waved, which made Ye Vatican's footsteps unbearable.

"Peng..."

Waving again, ye Fantian had to loosen his fist and retreat quickly towards the outside!

"What kind of holy machine armor is this? The power is so terrible?"

Ye Fantian was terrified.

His fist could not go deep into the inside of the holy machine armor.

Even can only leave a mark on each other.

"Peng!"

The child who wielded the holy machine armor with a fist hit Ye Fantian's body like a real dragon.

"Poof..."

Ye Fantian was beaten and his blood gushed out