Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1079 fierce battle
The dense jungle spreads to the sky like a green carpet on the earth. In the distance, the rolling mountains are bare and horizontal on the earth. The exposed earth and rocks are eroded by the wind into jagged shapes, which is different from the lush greenery on the Jumuye side. In sharp contrast.

The sound of vigorous dragon chant resounded in the wilderness, and the tens of feet long giant dragon was vigorous and majestic, flying across the sky like lightning, and a purple thunder spurted out with one mouthful.

Ahead, Liu Qinghuan had already used his fastest escaping speed, but when he turned his head, the dazzling lightning had already approached, and he was three points thicker than his whole body!
Just wanting to hide and there is nowhere to hide, his expression became serious, a gloomy green glow emerged from his skin, the Miexu sword slightly retracted its sharpness, and the vast sword intent of Huizijue unfolded like a vast abyss and sea, Slashed with a sword.

In an instant, the explosion of lightning was like fireworks, and the sky was full of colorful colors, submerging his figure.

The purple dragon still refused to give up, and spit out several thunderbolts in a row, so that the sky almost turned into a field of thunder, and there were everywhere winding electric lights, so hot that it was impossible to see.

In the rear, Mrs. An stood on top of the black dragon and rushed over, while the other three dragons drifted in other three directions, forming a double-team and blocking the sky.

Mrs. Yan supported the horn of the black dragon. Seeing this situation, she couldn't help curling her lips: "I thought it could last longer, but it turned out to be nothing more than that! With this little ability, I dare to come to my giant tree... ah!"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly screamed, as if she had sensed something terrifying, her body suddenly turned to the side, and she almost fell off the dragon's head.

And the dragon horn she was holding just now had its upper half cut off like cutting tofu, and the gap was smooth and flat, obviously broken by a sharp weapon.

Even her head full of blue hair scattered around her waist and back was cut off a lot by the wind, and the scattered strands of hair fluttered down one after another.

It's that weird sword aura that can't be seen or touched again!
Mrs. Yan was startled and angry, and in her hand was a shiny jade ornament that had been broken into several pieces: if this jade ornament hadn't blocked it, the sword energy might have cut her in half!

She tried to put the jade ornament back together with trembling fingers, but if it was broken, it would be broken, and there was no way to put it back together again.

In just a moment, Mrs. Yan's eyes became red with anger, and she yelled like a crazy woman: "Kill him! Kill him! If you dare to break the Pisces pendant that your husband gave me, I want him to break it today!" The corpse will be cut to pieces, and it will never be restored!"

However, no matter how angry she was, she still retained a bit of reason, she shouldn't rush forward, instead, she forced the black dragon under her to retreat, and only waved her hands, asking the other four giant dragons to attack immediately.

Amidst the roaring thunder, Liu Qinghuan revealed his body with crackling electric lights, and he didn't feel regretful when he saw that the sneak attack didn't work.

He didn't think that this blow could kill the opponent, so he looked away after only one glance, and continued to ignore her clamor.

At this time, he no longer hides his strength, relying on the strong resistance of the immortal body against the thunder, he is hard against the purple lightning, and in the blink of an eye he pounces on the nearest one, the one that likes to spit and spit In front of Zilong.

Zilong, who was as majestic as a living dragon just a moment ago, suddenly felt a bit of chill. The person opposite him was obviously not as long as one of its claws, but the powerful momentum after letting go made it inexplicably afraid.

That's because Liu Qinghuan, as an extradition person granted by the Dao of Heaven, has a natural deterrent power to the spirit or spirit.

Although Zilong seems to have condensed a physical body, it is still just a dead dragon soul in the final analysis, and all appearances are based on the mysterious treasure of the Five Dragon Fan.

Now this deterrent force has been completely released, covering the world like a hurricane. The other three giant dragons that were rushing towards him all slowed down a lot and became a little hesitant.

But the invisible Miexu sword has been raised high, and the cold killing intent has almost condensed into substance. There seems to be a bright snow light reflected in the huge dragon eyes of the purple dragon, which is getting stronger and stronger. close!
With a low growl of "嗤", Zilong finally became timid, holding his paws and wanted to escape, but the Miexu sword had already cut across the sky from one side.

Like the first snowfall, chills everywhere!

It seems that winter has come, and the world is chilling!

Some whispers suddenly sounded in the ears, comforting the exhausted but homeless soul. However, if you uncover the gentle compassion, you will find that it is the indifference and ruthlessness of "everything is like a humble dog".

With one sword strike, Zilong let out a deafening roar, and the Miexu sword had almost completely sunk into its body, and the shattered dragon scales and blood splashed up at the same time, arousing its viciousness, and fist-sized thunder beads came from It spat out from its mouth, the color was already so rich that it was almost purple-black, and it contained even more terrifying thunder power, and it slammed towards Liu Qinghuan.

However, Liu Qinghuan retreated with a single blow, and his figure flew away as quickly as a faint blue light.

Zilong naturally refused to let go, and chased after him, spewing out thunder beads one after another, and the terrifying thunder aura flourished.

The two sides engaged in a life-and-death struggle in the sky. The battle was so fierce that it seemed difficult to distinguish the winner at the moment, but under Liu Qinghuan's deliberate effort, they got closer and closer to the distant mountain range.

"You three, what are you waiting for!" Mrs. Yan quickly saw his intentions, and couldn't help shouting angrily at the other three dragons who were still circling around: "We can't let him escape to the Lost Mountain Range!"

As a living soul, she couldn't feel Liu Qinghuan's innate deterrent power to the souls as an extraditionist, and only urged them to quickly join the battle.

A moment later, the golden dragon's breath poured down like heavy rain, and the scorching red flames swept across most of the sky, and the green dragon, which was obviously stronger than the Zilong, forced Liu Qinghuan to retreat.

But from the corner of his eyes, he kept paying attention to Mrs. Yan, seeing her gradually getting closer and closer, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and a small blue bottle was quietly held in the palm of his hand.

……

In the west, in a large swamp, stands a majestic black palace, which is much larger than Mrs. Yan's small Palace of Joy, and it is the Black Dragon Palace where the Black Dragon Clan lives.

At this time, Dragon Emperor Ao was drinking wine with his other concubine and enjoying the joy, when suddenly, there was a slight crackling sound from the messy clothes placed on the stool beside him.

Di Ao raised his eyes, stretched out his hand lazily, but his concubine clung to him again, grabbed his hand with soft crisp hands, and put it back on his body.

Di Ao was interrupted, so forget it, he continued to have fun with his concubine in his arms, until after half an hour of exhaustion, he stood up and was dressed by a beautiful maid.

The maid suddenly knelt down with a look of panic, and raised her hands. In her palm lay a jade ornament carved into a pair of fish mating, but it was already full of cracks.

Di Ao frowned slightly and waved his hands. After a while, a black-haired male cultivator walked in from the outside, bowing to obey orders.

"There seems to be something wrong with Concubine Concubine, I am worried, you go to Zhihuan Palace and see what's wrong with her."

(End of this chapter)