Chapter 962

The Yellow Dragon trembled and struggled.

"Hoo!"

One to two, two to four, four to eight, eight to sixteen

There are more and more yellow dragons worshiping Yin and Yang. Hundreds of them have become thousands of them, and thousands of them have become 5000. They are soaring towards ten thousand.

Of course, every time it doubles, Huanglong fades out a lot.

"The evolution of geomancy? Are you going to destroy these hundred dragons? " The elder martial brother was surprised.

"It's not just destruction. How can it evolve so much? It's impossible!" Master brother exclaimed.

"Boom "Boom!"

More and more dragon veins of beizong collide with those of Fengyin and Yang.

the essence of the earth is constantly being extracted by the two party, and farther and farther away, the land becomes worse and worse, the sand fog is soaring, the haze is raging!

Boom!

Fengyin and Yang, a person hit 10000, is really not empty words!

In the haze, ten thousand dragons are competing. It's hard to fight.

However, even in such a fierce battle, the ghost fire of the tomb did not come out.

the peak of Yan Chuan, Bai Di Tian and Liu Jin, at the moment, has been completely exhausted and turned into a pile of dust. In the battle of giant power, the mountain has formed haze and haze.

Yan Chuan, Bai Di Tian and Liu Jin rose from the sky and stood in the air, looking at the battlefield. They could look at it. They suddenly raised their eyebrows and turned their heads!

But I saw three figures standing not far away from them.

Dream Red tassels, nonmice, dream Sansheng!

Dream Red Ying see Yan Chuan, first a joy, then show a trace of worry.

Ren mouse's eyes are bright, and he looks at Yan Chuan unexpectedly and curiously. Because Ren rat has seen Yan Chuan. His accomplishments have risen too fast. How many years has it been?

The first of the three is the dream of Sansheng!

At this moment, Meng Sansheng is carrying a huge purple gourd nearly one person high, with a slightly protruding frontal bone, wearing a purple crown and a purple Taoist robe, standing in front of them, looking at Yan Chuan three people.

"Dream Sansheng, now the Lord of the Holy Land and the grandfather of the queen!" The White Emperor immediately preached to Yan Chuan.

"Dream of Sansheng?" Yan Chuan eyebrows a pick.

As a master of holy land, Yan Chuan will not underestimate it.

Meng Sansheng takes a look at the Dragon battle in the haze, and turns to Yan Chuan and his party.

"Grandfather, this is Zizi's husband, Dazhen emperor Dynasty, Yan Chuan!" Meng Hongying explains on one side.

Meng Sansheng looks at Yan Chuan.

"I have seen the Lord of God!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

Although he had a general view of the holy land of Shenzong, he was the grandfather of Zizi after all, and Yan Chuan still gave him enough respect!

Meng Sansheng looks at Yan Chuan. With a faint smile, he no longer cares, as if he can't see Yan Chuan at all.

That trace of scorn in the eyes, immediately let one side of Liu Jin's face change, Yan Chuan gently waved, blocked Liu Jin's anger.

Yan Chuan light smile, since others do not look up to themselves, why should they respect? Besides, Zizi has no feelings for this grandfather.

Instead, Yan Chuan looks at Ren mouse and Meng Hongying.

As for Meng Hongying, she looks at Yan Chuan with an apologetic look.

To dream Hongying's apologetic look, Yan Chuan is a smile, that is OK!

Meng Sansheng doesn't pay attention to Yan Chuan, but he looks at Bai Di Tian.

"White Emperor, eight thousand years old, meet again!" Dream Sansheng light way.

Bai Di Tian frowned at Meng Sansheng and nodded gently.

"I hear you're giving in to him now?" Dream Sansheng said with a smile.

Bai Di Tian frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "dream Sansheng, if you have any words, you can say it. Don't beat around the Bush!"

"Eight thousand years ago, you have just been reincarnated. Do you remember that eight thousand years ago, you once wrote a war letter to my God Zongsheng?" Dream Sansheng light way.

Bai Di Tian frowned slightly and said, "that's a thing of the past."

"Oh, it's the past. You didn't come to the war, but you soared with your wife. Your wife soared. You didn't succeed in the robbery, but you reincarnated. You forgot. I didn't forget that the war book is still on my desk. I know you lost 8000 years of practice. However, when the war book is down, I don't bully you, and I can take a punch from me, It's all over the place! " Dream Sansheng said in a deep voice.

"White Emperor, he seems to be trying to test you!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

Bai Di Tian nodded solemnly.

See the White Emperor with drink Yan Chuan, dream Sansheng, this is a slightly confused concern about Yan Chuan.

However, he soon looked at the White Emperor and said, "don't worry, I won't use my baby with just one punch."

Bai Di Tian looks at Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan nodded gently.

Meng Sansheng wants to test Bai Di Tian, and Yan Chuan also wants to see the power of Meng Sansheng.The White Emperor stepped out.

In the distance, Meng Hongying and Ren mouse also retreated.

"Liu Jin, do you know why the White Emperor sent a letter of war to Meng Sansheng?" Yan Chuan asked.

Liu Jin shook her head: "eight thousand years ago, there was very little information. The White Emperor was very calm and seldom made such a move. There must be very important gratitude and resentment in those years. You need to ask Bai Di Tian to know!"

Yan Chuan nodded and looked into the air.

And the dream Sansheng smile slightly, a fist on the boom and fall.

In the void, condenses a huge purple fist gang.

As soon as the fist Gang came out, it rolled up the storm. It was like hitting through the storm.

Bai Di's eyes in a coagulation, the hand is also a fist to smash away.

Strength to two people this degree, any fancy magic, it seems insignificant the same.

White fist gang and purple fist Gang collided.

"Boom ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

At the place where the two fists collide, a sharp vigorous Qi radiates out, which makes the surrounding storm roar.

Boom!

Under the huge fist Gang breath, in an instant, the endless haze is washed away.

The fight between the two strong men in the upper virtual state suddenly burst out with great ferocity.

Under the powerful momentum, a large number of geomantic omen masters were rushed to and fro, hiding behind Huanglong one by one to resist the aftereffect.

The battle of ten thousand dragons stopped abruptly.

And where Yan Chuan is, is also a blast, washing Yan Chuan and Liu Jin.

At this moment, Yan Chuan did not move even though the aftershocks were □, but he was staring at Meng Sansheng.

I see the dream of Sansheng at this moment, when the pupil shrinks, the pupil changes purple.

Purple pupil emitting light, staring at two people collided with each other.

"No, pupil? Magic power? Meng Sansheng is not only to test Bai Di Tian, but what is he going to do Yan Chuan's face sank.

"What is this pupil?" Yan Chuan frowned at him.

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