The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

"This, how is this possible?"

Gulweig next to Ao Fan looked at the terrible sea with a terrible expression, only feeling dizzy in his head.

Dead, it was just a round of attacks, and nearly half of the people who fell in the end.

Guerweig can be regarded as the ancient **** of the West Wing Hezhou.

After several extremely large-scale battles, I have never seen so many gods fall in such a short period of time.

And this is just a scene created by five masters on the four continents.

Is it possible that the four continents' battles are not just like this?

Although I don't know what Gulweig is thinking, just looking at the changes in his face, I know that the other party has been frightened.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Ao Fan glanced at Gulweig and said slowly: "This is just the beginning."

Gulweig's heart was shocked, and he looked at Ao Fan incredibly, but before he spoke, he found that the Zhuxian Sword Formation in the sky had changed again.

The sword qi began to condense again, and in just a few moments, countless sword qi gathered.

Looking at this scene in a daze, an inexplicable chill instantly surged into Gulwig's heart.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Ao Fan turned his head and looked at Gulvet, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer.

"Tu Sheng."

At this time, in the sky.

The Master Tongtian who was manipulating the formation put his hands together, and looked at the Onidel who gritted his teeth and stared at him indifferently.

The next second was a chuckle, and Sheng Wei spread out all his body.

The holy power, second only to the top heavenly saints, permeated in an instant, like a huge mountain topping the sky, descending from the sky and pressing directly on O'Neill's body.

"boom!"

There was nothing in the air, but the powerful Lingwei still made O'Neill's body buckle suddenly and almost fell to his knees on the ground.

Although the ancestor of the Three Qings did not carry the heavenly saint, he did have merit.

Even if it is not comparable, it is much better than the saint.

If you have to set a realm, then you can also be said to be a half-step heavenly saint.

As for O'Neill, no matter how strong he is, he is just a saint. How could he be the opponent of the Master of Heaven?

A touch of surprise emerged from his expression, and then he saw golden light appearing on O'Neill's body.

A long spear appeared in his hand, and O'Neill forced open the Lingwei that was pressing on him, holding the spear at the giant sword in the sky.

He knew that it was for himself.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and O'Neill leaped forward with a spear in his hand. The blade of the spear burst into a dazzling golden light, and then pierced towards the giant sword.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the spiritual energy scattered in the sky, and the Master Tongtian launched a sheet, and a Tai Chi pattern instantly spread in mid-air, just lying between the giant sword and Onidel.

Countless spiritual powers began to converge, no matter how O'Neill operated, there was no way to instantly crush the Tai Chi pattern that blocked him.

Seeing O'Neill who was struggling to support him, the Master Tongtian sneered, raising his hand with a wave, and in the next second, countless rays of light bloomed on the Tai Chi chart.

O'Neill's face changed in an instant, and his heart couldn't help but panic.

I was actually trapped by this pattern!

O'Neill, who was unable to move, couldn't think of it anyway, that he was trapped so easily, obviously because he was suppressed.

As countless rays of light began to condense, then I saw the giant sword slowly falling, with a cold light shining from the blade, slashing down towards Onidel.

Seeing this scene, countless lights burst out instantly.

The spear in O'Neill's hand was the first to bear the brunt, and it was strangled to pieces by the giant sword after just holding it for a moment.

O'Neill couldn't even evade, so he watched the giant sword smashing toward him.

At this moment, even Shengwei couldn't block the giant sword, the light released from the blade instantly tore the Shengwei from Onidel's body.

Accompanied by O'Neill's screams, the giant sword crashed down, without any intention of stopping.

In an instant, the body of Onidel in the realm of saints was strangled to pieces.

Gulwig looked at the Onidel who had been strangled to pieces with a stunned face, his heart trembled.

This was the first time she saw the saint being strangled so clearly, and she was the ruler of the Protoss, Onidel!

From the moment the Warner Protoss was born, O'Neill had not experienced failure, let alone what death was.

But today's immortal Onidel was torn apart by a great sword that fell from the sky, and she couldn't believe it was true anyway.

At this time, not only Gulweig, but even the protoss who had survived, looked at this scene with horror at this time.

O'Neill is dead, the only spiritual pillar of the Warner Protoss is dead.

This means the disintegration of their entire Protoss.

The surviving gods all crawled on the ground, trying to make Ao Fan go around him.

Who can stand up to death than surrender when fighting for this kind of battle?

The Warner Protoss still needs to survive, at least these survivors think so.

Looking at the Warner Protoss, who was prostrated on the ground, showing surrender, a gleam of disdain flashed in Ao Fan's eyes, and he waved his hand but a dragon force helped them all up.

Seeing this scene, Gulweig was taken aback for a moment, looking at Ao Fan with puzzled expression.

Could it be that Ao Fan didn't rush to kill him?

When Guerweig was puzzled, he found that Ao Fan waved his hand and said lightly: "I, I don't accept the surrender of the Warner Protoss."

"I said that one will not stay, but one will not stay."

The Protoss of the West Wing Hezhou is no better than others, and Ao Fan did not intend to leave alive from the beginning.

The countless gods who heard this suddenly changed their faces and scolded one after another.

"You are just a false god, do you leave it to harm the world?"

After speaking, Ao Fan stopped paying attention to everyone, but instead set his gaze on Gulweig, and said with a smile: "What do you think now?"

Gulwig was stunned, then shook his head and said: "You didn't plan to let me live from the beginning."

"Yes, to let you see this scene is to tell you a truth. If you are not sure, it is best not to intervene, otherwise you will not be able to bear the cause and effect."

After speaking, he saw Ao Fan wave his hand, and a dragon force instantly condensed on his side, and in the next second he slashed towards Gulweig's head.

Suddenly, Gulweig's head fell to the ground, but his helpless expression did not disappear.

I knew I would fail, but I still didn't want to admit it. Now everything has finally come to an end.

At this time, the Master Tongtian already knew Ao Fan's plan, and there was no longer a slight pause in the movement of his hands, and the entire sword formation was suppressed in an instant.

But for a moment, the only remaining Warner Protoss also fell.

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