Chapter 861： The Might of Dragon Palace

"what?"

"The **** king was actually suppressed by that terrifying monster!"

"It's terrifying. Whether it is the explosive power of the **** king or the explosive power of the nine monsters, they are not comparable to ordinary high-ranking immortals. They have entered another realm!"

"As the monster said, the so-called **** king is nothing more than a powerful cultivator, let alone this time, the **** king will be destroyed!"

Everyone around looked at the Dragon King sitting on the dragon chair with a majestic face, filled with respect.

There were dozens of immortals beside the Dragon King, they didn't do anything, they looked down at the battle.

As the old man holding the tortoise shell beside the Dragon King said, they are training soldiers, otherwise, they would not act like this.

Training, use the gods of the Nordic Kingdom and the Yuwen clan to train!

"I started, the first time I used it, I don't know how effective it is?"

Tang Yinxuan glanced at Wang Xian with a smile on his face, and said with a smile.

"I also want to see how powerful the effect that our dolphin queen will lead the dolphin tribe!"

Wang Xian jokingly said to Tang Yinxuan.

"Look, sisters, weave!"

Tang Yinxuan gave a soft drink, and guqin appeared in front of them one by one, her arm moved gently.

A very special sound traveled forward, and the sound seemed to be full of special magic.

The invisible water vapor covered the entire battlefield.

At this moment, the fairy gods of the Nordic Kingdom and the Yuwen clan are fighting with Dragon Palace.

In a situation where the number of immortals is completely equal, no casualties have occurred.

Waiting for an opportunity, the creepy monster hiding in the void is also looking for an opportunity.

"Buzzing!"

When a special sound came, the entire battlefield seemed to be covered by a special energy.

All members of the Dragon Palace, including the immortal god-level instantaneous moments, have clear minds and are more powerful.

The expressions of the immortal gods and strong men of the Nordic Gods and the Yuwen clan changed. They felt the energy of the inner body slowed down, their bodies became stiff, and their eyes were slightly hazy!

"Hoho!"

Ao Qitian looked at the superior immortal in front of him for a moment, and the Dinghai Shenzhen in his hand slammed directly on top of his head.

The leader of the Ancient Greek Gods Realm felt the great crisis, and instantly awakened from the trance, and quickly hid.

"bump!"

However, the terrifying power hit his arm and his face changed wildly.

"Ring Ling Ling!"

"No, I feel that there is a powerful energy that interferes with my mind and body."

"Ah!"

For an instant, when the intertwined energy covered the battlefield, the screams of several immortals came.

Ao Jian held a cold long sword in his hand, and even cut off the arm of the Yuwen clan Supreme Elder.

"What kind of energy is this that can shock them and interfere with us!"

The Yuwen clan's Supreme Elder was full of fear in his eyes, staring at Ao Jian with vigilance.

"Wow!"

But Ao Jian did not give him the slightest time, and the long sword in his hand attacked him again.

A line of sharp sword lights, no trace, no shadow, no sound and no sound, made the Yuwen clan Taishang elder's face extremely embarrassing, and he could only defend with the earth attribute.

Ao Jian confronts the Yuwen clan Taishang elder.

Ao Xia to the leader of the Eden domain!

Ao Qitian against the leader of the ancient Greek gods.

And Ao Yao, the underworld who is locked in the Roman realm in the void.

It was Ao Xie who confronted the Underworld God. Ao Xie's strength was also the upper god. His eight arms kept attacking the Underworld God.

But the speed of Underworld God is too fast, and Ao Xie can't keep up with his speed.

"Wan Jian!"

"Thunder and lightning!"

At this moment, two loud shouts came, and the entire battlefield instantly changed dramatically.

Lines of cold metal swords, lines of thunder and lightning falling from the sky.

A wide range of attacks.

"Roar, go!"

Ao Qitian roared and rushed directly into the center of the gods.

A group of magic monkeys followed closely, and the fifty-meter-long Dinghai Shenzhen needle swept around.

violent, violent, violent!

"Xu Chao!"

Tang Yinxuan gave a cold cry, and ten dolphins around made a strange sound at the same time.

sound once again covered the entire battlefield.

"Ah!"

From the bottom of the battlefield, there were endless screams.

That is the battlefield between the powerhouses of the Nordic Kingdom and the Yuwen clan who have not reached the level of the gods and the members of the Dragon Palace who have not reached the level of the gods.

Tang Yinxuan's voices have a great influence on the fairy gods, and for those who have not reached the level of the fairy gods, they are like magic sounds.

When the fuzz came out, many people even stood there blankly.

Among the strong, in the battlefield, a glimpse of death represents death.

Slices of strong men were beheaded, violent magic monkeys, icy swords, bursting thunder and lightning, harvesting slices of creatures.

Ten thousand meters in the sky, Wan Jian, thunder and lightning, and Xu Chao united together, making the faces of the fairy gods of the Nordic Gods and Yuwen clan extremely embarrassing.

They all practiced their own, completely different from the magic monkey, the golden swordfish, and the thunder shrimp that practiced together.

In the dragon field, the creatures of each team practice together and learn from each other.

The joint attack between them is far beyond the Nordic Gods and Yuwen clan.

"Ah!"

screams came again, this time, twenty bodies fell directly toward the lower position.

Seven or eight immortals were seriously injured in an instant.

The wicked demon hiding in the void has shot!

"Pluto in the dark? Pluto who is good at assassination? Very quick response!"

Ao Yao's voice sounded, and he stared at the underworld covered in black robe and said with a smile on his face.

"Damn it!"

A gloomy voice came from the underworld, his blood-red eyes stared at the creepy monster, his arm shook.

But suddenly, his face changed, and a trace of blood came out from his mouth: "Poisonous!"

"Toxic! No, no!"

The seven or eight fairy gods who had just escaped the fatal blow of the wicked monster changed their faces and screamed in horror.

Poison!

Poison is made by a group of poisonous snakes under Baqi, and now there are more than a dozen immortal gods among Baqi’s underlings.

These venomous snakes do not participate in battle, but specialize in poisons.

The poison smeared on the claws of a group of treacherous monsters can directly kill the middle-ranked fairy, and even the upper-ranked fairy must be careful.

The celestial gods who had just escaped the critical point were instantly poisoned to death!

In just one minute, 30 immortals of the Nordic Gods and Yuwen clan died.

"Jie Jie, the feast of killing begins, God King, watching all your subordinates are destroyed, don't worry, you will die soon!"

Baqi is suspended in the void of 10,000 meters like a world-destroying snake, with huge heads and terrifying tails staring at the king in front, and his face is full of hideousness and coldness.

God Wang Huagui’s clothes were all black and red at this moment, completely devoid of the nobility and kingliness of the beginning.

"I'm not reconciled, even if I die, I will kill you as a beast!"

(End of this chapter)