Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

The chubby black cat disappeared, and what appeared in the sky was an ancient extremely fire dragon with a length of tens of thousands of feet.

On the dark scales, there are extremely complicated ancient patterns engraved, which are bright and dazzling.

And that crystal-clear keel submerged inch by inch into the dragon soul, blending perfectly.

At this moment, seven or seven forty-nine thunderbolts suddenly descended from the sky, intertwined into bright yellow dense and thick grids, and bombarded Jianlong one by one.

"Ooooooooo-"

"Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

Above the sky, amidst the thick clouds, a pitch-black divine dragon was receiving the baptism of the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, rolling and shuttling through the dark clouds, making extremely miserable cries from time to time.

Ling Luo was on the ground, looking extremely nervously at the scene of the dragon's skin being ripped apart above the sky, feeling terrified.

"Is he... really all right?"

Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his eyes like black holes, and said in a deep voice: "The prison is now washing the bones and reshaping the dragon's body. This is a process of death and rebirth, and it is very painful."

"Should be able to survive, the cheap dragon so much wishes to have a dragon body of his own." Ling Luo sighed softly, with a hint of hope in his voice.

While watching the humble dragon being smashed to pieces by the thunder that descended from the nine heavens, and dripping with blood, he secretly counted for him in his heart, ten, twenty, thirty, forty, 46.

There are three thunderbolts!

The last nine paths are also the most turbulent and intense!

"boom--"

No.40 Seven thunderbolts descended, and the body of the humble dragon was blasted in half.

"Boom—"

No.40 Eight thunderbolts descended, and Jianlong's body was blasted into four sections.

"Boom--"

No.40 Nine thunderbolts descended, and the body of the cheap dragon hung down directly from the sky, and at the speed of free fall, it fell violently, and it directly became a meat paste.

Accompanied by the extremely shrill screams, Ling Luo's eyes suddenly widened. Looking at the big puddle of bones and blood that fell from the sky into the courtyard, her heart suddenly became cold.

Failed?

Didn't hold on?

"Prison!" Ling Luo roared, his voice trembling slightly, full of fear.

no, I can not!

He is so bad, how could a villain like him be struck to death by lightning?

She doesn't believe it!

I can't believe it!

Ling Luo's eyes were red, she didn't care about it, and rushed directly to the boundless mountain in the courtyard, among the scorched flesh and blood that had been split by the thunder calamity, and found the dragon's head.

Lifeless red-black eyes, the size of a lantern, and an extremely painful and hideous face.

Trembling, Ling Luo stretched out her hand, and put it on Jianlong's nose—without a trace of breath.

She only felt that the blood in her whole body suddenly became extremely cold, and a very important string in her brain broke with a "bang".

"Prison! Wake up! Get up quickly!" Ling Luo's pupils lost focus, her hands tremblingly grasped the dragon's beard, and a misty twilight covered her eyes.

"You low-key dragon! What did you say when you signed the contract with me? You said I killed Chaos for you, and you killed Chu Ye and Ling Ying for me. What about your promise? You died before fulfilling it, are you still a man?!"

Ling Luo roared hysterically at Jianlong's body, her emotions were out of control, and there was something warm on her face, and she rolled down.

"It's noisy."

A mean voice emerged in Ling Luo's mind.