Chapter 734： Who ever died

There was a mistake at the end of the previous chapter. It was four dragons, not five.

At this time everyone in the world felt a trace of sadness.

It's just that this desolation is particularly ridiculous. The Jiaolong family has a lot of momentum. Dozens of fairyland dragons break through the remaining boundary between the eighth and ninth heavens, and want to kill a spiritual monk. Now, dozens of them There are four dragons left, and the only four dragons that are left are fleeing like crazy.

Song Ning is like a broken bamboo, even though these four dragons are all Taoxian Xiu Xiu, among them there is the peak of Daoxian, but now, in Song Ning's eyes, there is no fighting at all.

Song Ning slapped both hands dreamily, Ling Tian's sword spirit overflowed, and the silver sword spirit became solid, becoming a lightsaber.

"Sword Qi is solid !!!" The eighth chongtian monk exclaimed.

Just as this sword was solidified, a silver lightsaber that stretched hundreds of feet swept away in the sky.

Whisper.

Above the sky, there are three dragons dying in the screams again. Song Ning's sword passed directly and cut off the Yuanshen where the three dragons existed on the dragon head. The Yuanshen was destroyed and the dragon fell.

In Song Ning's eyes, the three beheads seemed not to be dragons, but poultry. He moved his fingers from near to far, and pointed at the three dragons: "fried, roasted, and cold."

The last Jiaolong heard these four words and spurted blood. He will escape from Song Ning's previous blow. At this time, he was already scared. In the air, he stumbled into a human form. At this moment, he has already stood at the pole of the ninth chongtian, and he is one step further, the eighth chongtian.

On the Eighth Heaven, many dragon monk spiritual realm monks watched this scene dumbly, and tears had flowed into the river, watching Song Ning's eyes, only anger, only hatred.

"Song Ning! Today's revenge, even if tens of thousands of years later, my family of Jiaolong must also report!" The young chief of the family of Jiaolong took a step toward the eighth day.

The eighth celestial monks were relieved one after another. Fortunately, the Jiaolong family was not considered to be destroyed. The fairyland monk survived, but this Song Ning was also too strong, even ...

But when everyone thought that the battle was over, Song Ning shook his body and directly broke through the boundary between the ninth and eighth heavens. With a big hand, he pinched the neck of the young chief of the Jiaolong family .

hiss.

The eighth celebrity monks were shocked and rushed to surround Song Ning. The juniors of the Jiaolong clan also came to Song Ning with cries in their mouths, and some were cursing and some were begging.

"You are ..."

A Dao Xian from the eighth chongtian just opened his mouth and only heard a "click", the neck of the young chief of the Jiaolong family was twisted.

laugh.

A strand of Yuanshen got out of this body, with a hysterical roar: "I will die with you!"

Yuanshen explodes? !

But when this Yuanshen shone with light and was about to explode, Song Ning grabbed it with his backhand and directly grasped the Yuanshen in his hand, squeezed violently. It was crushed by Song Ning.

But even so, the blasting still appeared, but the range was extremely small, just within a foot of the Yuanshen.

The blood mist splashed, and the minced meat flew, and Song Ning's forearm was no longer a bit of flesh and blood, and only the bones were left.

Although the scope of this blasting is not large, but the strength was exploded by a Taoist monk at the end of his life, Song Ning is now only flesh and blood exploded, but the bones are all right?

The monks of the eighth chongtian stared at Song Ning blankly. At this moment, the shock in their hearts had reached the extreme.

However, after they took a breath, they discovered that Song Ning's strength was already beyond words. The forearm with its bones was growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it was just a few breaths of effort.

In the eighth chongtian, when all the monks onlookers were still shocked, Song Ning narrowed his eyes and swept all the monks around him, with a voice like the Nine Nether Ices: "The one who perpetrates your Orchid, kills no amnesty, who will Who am I killing? "

If Song Ning was on the ninth heaven, it would be fine to say this, but now, he is already standing on the eighth heaven, and standing in the eighth heaven, how dare he be so arrogant?

"Jiaolong Family Spiritual Monk, too weak, I disdain slaughter, if one day want to avenge, I Song Ning, waiting on the ninth day!"

When Song Ning turned around, Ling Tian's body was shocked, and he walked away. He walked in the court, just like in his back garden, step by step, walking towards the enchantment.

In the void, no one dared to stop Song Ning, not to mention Song Ning's thundering means, not to mention Song Ning's arrogance, but he only used Jiaolong as an ingredient. This is no longer an exception for ordinary people, even this eighth Heavenly Dao immortals are afraid to do this.

What made them even more distraught was Song Ning's technique of breaking through Thousand Thunders before. What kind of powerful technique did he use to break Thousands Thunder and instantly kill more than 20 Wonderland monks?

No one knows that in the thunderous thunder, Song Ning merged with the power of 90% ice and fire, and when he was hurt, he quickly recovered with the power of recovery. When the light dissipated, Song Ning showed up in front of everyone On the surface, he was only slightly injured.

But in fact, he almost died in the explosion of that blow!

All this was designed by Song Ning to destroy the Jiaolong clan today. The nine-day battlefield opened, and the enchantment was weak. The eighth celestial monk may enter the Yulan mainland at any time. The strength of the Yulan mainland is not good. Without suppressing with **** things, then the Orchid Continent will never be peaceful.

At this time, among the many monks in the eighth celestial heaven, no one stepped forward to stop Song Ning. They looked at Song Ning's back as if they were watching the **** of killing.

But until this time, there was no trace of blood on Song Ning's body!

Uh.

When Song Ning shook his hand, the body of Patriarch Jiaolong was thrown into the ninth heaven. When he fell, the body returned to its original shape.

"This one, just simmer it." Song Ning said lightly.

The people of the Jiaolong tribe were filled with indignation. If it wasn't for the gap in strength, they would have to rush to fight Song Ning at this time.

Song Ning stepped into the enchantment, but at this time, his footsteps stopped, and the eighth chongtian monk's mind was tight. Could it be that Song Ning was going to fight the eighth chongtian at this time?

"Song Ning, you are too rampant, and the monks of the spirit realm actually use my eighth celestial monk as an ingredient. I think you are looking for death!" Can't help it.

Song Ning turned around and despised the entire eighth heaven.

At this moment, his heart was shaking.

At this moment, his expression was indifferent.

At this moment, Song Ning's mouth slightly raised, ignoring everything in front of her.

"This enchantment, the eighth celestial monk, who died, who died, if anyone feels unwilling, then try to cross this enclave, even if you are a golden fairy, as long as you pass this enclave, you will die!" Between Song Ning's words, step back to the ninth heaven!

[The author's digression]: 2/5