Ancient True Dragon Art

Li Qingshan and other disciples roared together.

They have played out their most powerful force.

Yun Ruyin’s pretty face was cold, her jade hands moved slightly, and her body suddenly flashed with crystals, which quickly lingered around her body, and then turned into a star rain, with unmatched strength, and blasted towards the opponent. .

"boom"

A twinkling shadow flickered.

Among the Giant Beast Peak, a burly young man with a red upper body and a dragon-like eyes, holding a long bone stick, beat one person to pieces.

"kill!"

At this time, there were unprecedented numbers of enemies coming.

The veteran inner disciple is fine, but for the new inner disciple, the combat experience is still slightly inadequate, and they are a little embarrassed to be killed.

"Chang!"

Shui Wuhen, his face full of madness.

Holding a divine halberd, he marked out the unparalleled martial arts.

The flashes of light flashed, bringing up black blood.

The Poison King waved his robe, endless poisonous gas, filling out.

These veteran inner doors also discovered the crisis of the new disciples, so they began to protect them continuously.

However, this kind of asylum also prevented the combat effectiveness of the veteran Inner Sect from being able to truly exert itself, and on the contrary put oneself into a crisis.

"Ahem...Go to that hall!"

The Poison King grabbed a dark shadow in the palm of his hand. As the poison circulated, his mouth began to cough and roar.

The place he was referring to was a dilapidated hall, and the surroundings were already broken.

But for this time, it is an excellent shelter.

Following his roar, the surrounding disciples also reacted, rushing towards the other side together.

Each of these dark shadows is not afraid of death, and their physical defenses are amazing. If they don't break their flesh, they can continue to fight without fear of pain.

"boom!"

Following the disciples, entered into this hall.

The veteran disciple also began to guard the entrance of the main hall, and the pressure on his body was suddenly reduced a lot...

"Retreat!"

There was a black shadow shouted.

"Swish"

As this voice rang out, all of them suddenly moved towards the ground in unison, disappearing into the earth out of thin air.

"what happened?"

No one thought that the enemy would choose to disappear directly, and for a while, the hearts of the disciples could not help but be taken aback.

Qin Feng looked at this hall. Inside the hall, a piece of shattered, the stone pillars that originally supported the hall had long been broken.

Cracks appeared on the surrounding walls.

"what is that?"

Suddenly, in a corner, Qin Feng saw a strange texture. Suddenly, his face changed drastically:

"No! Run!"

"Om..."

The weird texture, mutual links, echoing from the beginning to the end, are clearly drawn into a weird pattern.

In Qin Feng's mind, there was already a record of this pattern.

Formation!

This is an ancient formation.

"what happened?"

Hearing Qin Feng's roar, everyone couldn't help but stay in a daze.

"There is a formation here! Hurry up!"

Qin Feng no longer explained.

However, before everyone could react, all the textures on the walls of the hall were suddenly distorted, and then a strange and evil pattern was formed.

Like the head of a devil, like the grin of something in the abyss.

"boom……"

Suddenly, the ground began to burst.

Black brilliance, like an aurora, instantly flooded everything in the hall.

Many disciples gathered in the hall itself. At this time, this brilliance flickered and directly annihilated all the disciples.

"It's not good... it's a big formation of the earth explosion evil god!"

Many elders above the void couldn't help but change their expressions.

"Shoot!"

Silence Mu Ran's face showed a touch of worry, and his mouth roared low.