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In the sixth round of the final battle, the spirit of Tenglong imperial city not only selected Yang Fan, the first demon he had always loved, but also the real dragon Saint son Zhenlong matchless, one of the ten seed demons.

In an instant, the huge arena was boiling again.

There is no doubt that Yang Fan's strength is invincible, and his spirit is incomparable. He is simply a monster with no solution.

It is said that the blood of the real dragon is as high as eight layers, which is the first evil spirit in the holy land of the real dragon for nearly a million years. Among the young generation, except Zhenwu Shengzi zhenwuxuan, who can stabilize one end of it, is the little sword God Ximen piaoyue, which is inferior to it.

This war will be incomparably wonderful, and even surpass the previous one.

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square stands.

"Good! Good! Good! It's another visual feast. This time, the spirit has done a good job at last

"Good! The real dragon Saint son has arrived at the Dragon breaking stage. They are about to start fighting. Who is better? "

"Although Zhenlong Shengzi is also a peerless monster in the world, it is still inferior to Yang Fan. The battle between the two should be two to eight, real dragon son two, Yang Fan eight!"

"Indeed! Yang Fan's monster is too evil. It's not a human being! "

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countless martial artists have been talking about it. However, most of them are still more optimistic about Yang Fan. They can't help it. It's really amazing that Yang Fan's performance in the first World War is incomparable. Although the real dragon's son Zhenlong is matchless, it's only better than Ximen piaoyue, the little sword God. It's easy to defeat Ximen piaoyue, but just like Yang Fan, he should give Ximen snow to the town It's hard to kill.

The difference between "defeat" and "kill" is a matter of two concepts.

"Damn it! I look down on my peerless disciples, a bunch of blind things. Open your dog's eyes and have a good look. My matchless disciples are not as simple as you think In the eyes of the real dragon master, there was a flash of anger and a curse.

"Brother Baitian, is there anything else to hide Jiuyang master looked at the real dragon master curiously. Like other people, he didn't think much of the real dragon. In his opinion, compared with Ximen Piaoxue, at most, it was just slightly better than the first line. There was no big gap between the two. If it was a fight between two people, it would be four or six, Ximen piaoyue four, real dragon Wushuang six, just because of He didn't say anything about the face of the real dragon god.

"Wait for you, brother Wang!" The real dragon master laughed mysteriously and said, "when I meet my unparalleled disciple, the death of that little beast is not far away!"

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on the broken dragon platform.

Yang Fan and the real dragon are unparalleled. They are separated by a hundred feet and are in opposition from each other.

Today, the real dragon wears a suit of black dragon scale armor, and its breath is extremely terrible. If you go there casually, you will immediately have a kind of lasting appeal of ancient times. His breath is so strong that it is frightening. In all directions, the space of large ~ large ~ pieces starts to burst and collapse completely. In all parts of his body, there is a dormant one in every pore cell A vicious evil spirit of ferocity. If the will is weak, he will be afraid that before the war, he will be timid before the war starts, and he will not be able to exert his ten levels of fighting power.

On the contrary, Yang Fan, as always, is light and light, and his breath is flat. People who don't know it think they are ordinary people who don't know how to use martial arts.

At this moment....

Zhenlong's eyes suddenly turned and burst into a strange surprise. His whole facial expression was spasmodic. His body trembled slightly because of excitement. He raised his eyes to the sky, and suddenly burst out a wanton roar of laughter, "ha ha ha... God has eyes, Yang Fan, finally let this seat catch you. After today, your points, you At this moment, it seems that even the death of his cousin Zhenlong wumie has suddenly become unimportant. Yang Fan is able to compete with and even crush many seed demons. If there is no chance to frighten the world and cry ghosts and gods, he will not believe it.

As long as he can plunder Yang Fan's chance, it is only a matter of time before he can surpass Zhenwu Shengzi and even surpass the great emperors.

"If you want my point chance, you're a jerk?" Yang Fan disdained to turn his lips. This dragon is unparalleled, even if it is stronger than Ximen piaoyue, but it is also limited. What's more, his cultivation has broken through a small realm once again.

"A sharp mouthed little beast, do you really think that if you defeat Ximen piaoyue, you will be able to run rampant and arrogant?!!" The real dragon is matchless, the opportunity of killing is limitless in his eyes, and he smiles grimly, "soon! This seat will let you know what despair is

The next moment....

before Yang Fan opened his mouth, the real dragon's body shook slightly. In an instant, from his body, a towering dragon spirit was emitted, which was mixed with archaic dragon chants. The whole broken dragon platform seemed to be covered by the rolling dragon Qi."Roar......"

the whole body of the real dragon is in spasm and spasm. The incomparable power, like a mountain collapse and tsunami, grows in the body of the real dragon matchless, which makes its momentum soar wildly and constantly, as if it never stops.

And inside his body, the earth was also overturned. Every meridian in his body was expanding rapidly, three times... Five times... Ten times... Hundred times... Thousand times... Thousands of times... Like a series of immortal evil dragons, flying in the sea of human body.

The next moment....

"Pooh "Pooh Hoo!" "Pooh Hoo!" ...

on the surface of the unparalleled skin of the real dragon, there are shining golden scales. His body began to rise.

Three Zhangs..... Five Zhangs..... Ten Zhangs..... Thirty Zhangs..... Fifty Zhangs..... Hundred Zhangs......

"incarnate half dragon?" Yang Fan quietly watched the changes of Zhenlong matchless, with a faint disdain in his eyes. It was not the first time that he saw this move. Whether it was the real dragon wumie or the white dragon childe Bai Chen, he had used it. Although the real dragon was powerful and powerful, there was not much strange place.

However, just at this moment....

"ow..."

a thundering dragon chanted through the eight wastelands.

"Boom..."

a pair of ferocious dragon horns pop up from the top of the real dragon. Almost at the same time, the whole head of the dragon has become a dragon head. This is not over. It has already risen to a height of 300 Zhang, and then it is lifted up again. To be exact, it should be lengthened, 300 Zhang..... 500 Zhang..... 800 Zhang......

"hiss!" "Pooh Hoo!" "Pooh Hoo!" ...

all the limbs are transformed into sharp and powerful dragon claws. It seems that the stars can be smashed and a huge golden dragon tail is pulled out at once.

In an instant, the great atmosphere of the ancient wilderness, thoroughly broke out, sweeping the world.

Finally, the success of the real dragon is incomparable. Unlike the half dragon of the real dragon wumie, it is the real god beast Golden Dragon. There are thousands of feet long Archean golden dragon, occupying the sky.

The Dragon chants.

The breath is so high above, arrogant, regardless of all life, only me, king in the world!!!

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square stands.

"Hualong! This is the real dragon

"Hiss... We all underestimated the real dragon son. The real dragon blood in his body is not the eight layers in the legend. It is very likely that it is nine layers, or even more!"

"It's a real dragon son. It's really deep enough to hide. If we didn't encounter Yang Fan, we would have been kept in the dark by it!"

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countless martial artists marvel at the same time. They are the same two concepts: transforming the dragon, the body of a dragon man, and thoroughly transforming it into a real dragon. It is not the same thing. Half dragon can be used as long as the blood of the real dragon exceeds five layers. If you want to completely transform into a real dragon, you have to have at least nine layers of real dragon blood Of course, it's a growing dragon, not an adult one. Otherwise, you don't have to fight. You can crush Yang Fan into slag just by your momentum.

We should know that the adult beast, at least, is the emperor's fighting power. The king of the beast like the real dragon is the best among them.

However, even if it is only a growing dragon, its power is still incomparable. It can be called the strongest invincible emperor. Under the emperor to be, few people will be his opponents.

"I'm afraid the winning rate is going to be reversed...."

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Tianjiao seat.

You've ever been a pair of martial arts? You have the right to give me all my strength. "

The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: after the third shift, the 60 flowers can finally sleep, and the eyes are a bit closed.

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