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The Yuanli cover of Wuzhong’s body was defeated, and the seawater quickly poured in.
The air that can be breathed is getting less and less, and his face turns into a purple sauce.
When the Taikoo Shenlong saw it, the dragon tail was heavily smashed.
But at this moment, Wu Zhong grabbed the dragon tail of the Taikoo dragon.
Between the two arms, the black power is faintly visible like a flood.
That force is actually distorting the whole dragon.
How is this kid!
In the role of the dragon, he also has such power!
The Taikoo Shenlong was horrified, and the dragon's tail was tearing like pain.
Wu Zhong actually relied on the power of the flesh to tear the dragon's dragon tail to life.
The blood is like a spring, and the bottom of the sea is instantly burned into the ocean of blood. The thick dragon blood makes it harder for the witch to breathe.
Taikoo Shenlong broke the dragon's tail and screamed. The dragon's body tumbling like a hill, it hated the sorcerer's weight, the dragon body of the barrel, and the sorcerer was clinging to death, frantically rolling over the sea.
Its long dragon body is pressed against Wu Zhong.
Wu Zhong only felt the bones of his body squeaking, as if he would break at any time.
Every time the dragon body rolls over, it will be crushed once, and the throat will feel a **** smell rushing up.
The beast, actually pushed him to this point.
In the eyes of the amber color, the murder is steep, and the body has a lot of black power, such as ink rolling.
If he uses that power, he will surely kill this animal.
"No!" Feng Xiao's voice passed over.
"Where do you want to do this, you can't interfere with it!" Wu Zhong has been pushed to the extreme by Taikoo Shenlong.
"I promised that Lingyue will go back. You and me, go back together! Take the Taikoo Dragon Blood back!" In Feng Xiao's voice, there is unprecedented firmness.
If the power is used, I am afraid that they will never go back.
boom!
Another big blow, the body is like being crushed.
The sorcerer's cockroach contracted and switched between amber and lacquer black.
In the end, Wu Zhong closed his eyes and calmed the body.
Calm back a little bit, he endured the pain in his body, and his mouth opened with a cold smile.
"Scorpio!"
The fragments of the Scorpio Eight-Sword, which floated around, suddenly trembled, like the soldiers who had commanded, condensed together and turned into a scorpio.
Wu Zhongyu grabbed the Scorpio and recalled the part of the Taiji Shenlong that was injured earlier. He slammed the Scorpio into the abdomen of the Taikoo Shenlong.
The whole Scorpio sword was immersed in the body of the Taikoo Shenlong, and it was suddenly stiff.
噗嗤——
A hot squirt came out, and in the faint, Wu Zhong felt a hot liquid in his mouth.
The taste of blood stimulated the sorcerer's weight, as if awakening something in his body, he bit it down...
When dragon blood and dragon meat fall into the abdomen.
In the sky above the South China Sea, a golden flash was crossed.
The sky seems to be torn apart. On the screen, there is a raging storm.
"You think that you have swallowed the flesh and blood of my dragon, you can get the Taikoo dragon blood, think of beauty, this dragon will make you pay the most painful price."
The Taikoo Shenlong is full of resentful voices, and the ghosts are not scattered.
Until the flash of the sky disappeared and the sea surface returned to calm, Wu Zhong only swam to the nearby island with the last glimmer of force.
On the island, he was groggy for a dozen days and rushed back to the mercenary city before the injury had healed.
On the way back, Wu Zhong discovered that there was an arrogant force in his body, and it was rampant. It was the blood of Taikoo.
He smashed the flesh and blood of Taikoo Shenlong, which is the cultivation of Taikoo Shenlong.
This fleshy body of Fengqi, although it has been strengthened by Wuzhong, has become very abnormal, but how can it be compared with the dragon that has been cultivated for thousands of years.
The power of the dragon's blood has been trying to break through.
He suppressed all the way, but when he arrived at the city government, he finally could not stand it.
In order to counter the power of the blood of the dragon, the coldness of the seal in the body suddenly rushed out.
If it were not suppressed by the phoenix and the sorcerer, I was afraid that the terrible black power and the power of the arrogant dragon that carried the power of death had already destroyed the entire mercenary city.
After the two contends for a few days, it was already at the end of Fenghuang and Wuzhong. When they had to use the power of seal, Tianzun rushed back.
In the chaos, Feng Qi and Wu Zhong felt a warmth, like the flowing water, pouring into the body.
That warm, so familiar.
Long eyelashes, heavy trembling, he opened his eyes with difficulty, he saw countless Fuhe fell on him.
The little wing hit his face, like the breath of Ye Lingyue. He seemed to see the girl who smiled and brows like a new moon.
He... can't give in.
If he succumbed, he would no longer be qualified to hug his girl.
His Lingyue, still waiting for him...
The pale cherry lips rose.
"Old guy, want the life of this seat? You also have!"
The black sun suddenly fell into the body of Jinlong.
Jinlong was in the air, twisted and struggled, was swallowed a little, and finally turned into a drop of golden dragon blood, and fell.
The power of the fullness, the power of the ancient dragon and the power of the seal, the three forces collided together, and instantly razed the backyard.
The sound stunned other people, and Lan Caier and others rushed in. They were equally stunned by Yu Jiu and Tian Zun.
Everything is calm.
In the collapsed house, one person came out.
Neat clothes, black hair with a jasper crown, like a blade-like phoenix, with a cold light.
Feng Yan looked unscathed, and even his injuries were all good.
Just now, what happened in the house is not known to everyone.
They only knew that Feng Qi lived again, but he seemed to be a little different.
As for where it is different, everyone can’t say it.
Tianzun’s heart is full of leaps.
He suddenly understood the words of Ye Lingyue and Feng Wei, why they would agree.
The nine hundred and ninety-nine square cranes symbolize Ye Lingyue, that is the power of life.
On the body of Feng Yu, the strange cold disease is the power of death.
Life and death, two distinct forces.
Can such two people really combine?
Heaven sighs.
He did not say it clearly, but he knew in his heart that this pair of people who are in love is destined to go to the end. In the middle of them, life and death are separated.
"Wang..." He opened his mouth nine times.
At that moment, he seemed to see the shadow of that person, the man who once made the Three Realms shocked.
"Going to Beiqing, Lingyue is still waiting for us." Feng Yi waved his hand and had a smug smile on his face.