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Chapter 2044 Bombardment (Subscription Request)

The mad dragon roared, a sharp and resentful sound wave, overwhelming the mountains and seas, piercing through the clouds and splitting the rocks.

From above the earth, rolling yellow light, carrying endless mud, sand, and rocks, mixed together to form the body of a dragon vein, stretching to the sky.

Hundreds of meters, thousands of meters, hundreds of feet, thousands of feet, towering into the clouds, reaching into the sky.

Even with the innate energy stimulating their eyes, Yan Libing and the Horse-Faced Ghost could no longer see Meng Zhao standing on the dragon vein and dragon horn.

What the two saw was just like the scene in myths and legends, where gods rode dragons to ascend to heaven, broke through the heavy locks of space, and transcended away.

At this moment, at this scene, the two of them suddenly seemed to see that after endless years, it was also Meng Zhao who rode a real dragon to break through the Shenzhou world, transcended and became the eternal and immortal supreme ruler, chasing after the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the ancient sacred ones.

Then, such spiritual feelings disappeared, and above the high sky, the poisonous dragon transformed from the dragon vein of the earth and the Little Eye of Heaven above the sky started a shocking and world-shaking battle.

The sound of broken earth and rocks crashed like falling stars, occasionally falling from the sky, mixed with the force of flowing fire, causing flaws that could never be made up for in the land that was originally empty and in ruins, huge pits, and flames, forming a series of beacon fires.

This is the most epic battle between gods and demons in mythology.

While the two were closely watching this shocking battle, expecting Meng Zhao to be able to defeat the Little Eye of Heaven with his unparalleled magical skills, they were completely unaware that the entire poison cave space had undergone earth-shaking changes in this great battlefield of Heaven and Earth.

I saw that at the edge of the earth, there were originally rows of hills standing tall. Now, they fell apart due to the war. Hundreds and thousands of huge cracks appeared on the earth, like huge scars, which were difficult to heal.

And in the scars, in the dark cracks, from time to time, all kinds of things in another space are reflected. It is a vast abyss with seabirds flying, big fish chasing the waves, and small islands scattered throughout. It is a real, survivable world, not a poison cave space with extremely harsh environment.

Above the sky, where the wind is strong and fierce, there are also countless huge cracks, which also reflect the shadow of the world.

Yan Libing and the Horse-Faced Ghost did not notice it, otherwise, they would have realized immediately that this poison cave space could not withstand such a profound disturbance by Meng Zhao.

The shadows of the world reflected between those many cracks and fissures actually mean that the barriers between spaces have been weakened to an unprecedented level. Perhaps with just a light leap or a shallow step, one can step into a whole new world.

The fact that the barrier between spaces has been weakened so much actually means that the laws of heaven and earth in this space, this small world, have been weakened to an extreme, which is a possibility that can only appear.

The two of them only thought that Meng Zhao must have spent a huge price for this and suffered a lot of losses, but they didn't know that until this moment, Meng Zhao was only using the true dragon blood and the emperor dragon's spirit in his body to bless the dragon veins of the earth and to unlimitedly stimulate the power of the dragon veins, without much loss himself.

Of course, the power of the earth veins was ultimately insufficient. Before this, Meng Zhao had deliberately planned to kill countless poisonous creatures above, below, and in the earth, destroying their vitality, greatly reducing their potential, and lacking stamina. They were no match for the Little Eye of Heaven.

The ochre-colored power of the earth and the blood-red thunder of heavenly punishment complement each other, but the ochre-colored color has gradually faded and is even suppressed by the blood-red thunder.

Finally, a huge wailing sound was heard. In the huge space, the only two remaining lives, the intelligent creatures, Yan Libing and the horse-faced ghost, could not help but shed tears from the corners of their eyes.

The so-called dragons fight in the wild, and their blood is dark yellow. At this moment, above the sky, the head of the big dragon was chopped off, and the dragon's head was cut off. Under the splashing of ochre-yellow light, it was as if dragon blood was dripping down, and there was also a huge rumbling sound of falling.

The huge dragon vein that rose into the sky, without the support of the earth vein power at this time, fell from the sky, like a hundred mountains being thrown down from the sky.

Yan Libing and the Horse-Faced Ghost were both pale at this moment. Under such a shocking change, they were almost in despair. The Horse-Faced Ghost was better off. As a master of martial arts, he had some self-protection skills. With the help of a needle, he still had a glimmer of hope. However, Yan Libing had no chance of survival at all in the face of such a huge mountain falling and endless rolling stones.

Unless, unless, Meng Zhao takes action.

Just when the two thought they had escaped death, the falling rocks turned into mud rain and fell at a height of less than a thousand meters above the ground.

Rocks turn into soil, and gravel turns into soil.

The two of them were lucky enough to escape with their lives.

Yan Libing and the Horse-Faced Ghost looked at each other and knew that this could only be the work of Meng Zhao, otherwise how could there be such a change?

Meng Zhao's martial arts skills are truly godlike and devilish, and no ordinary person can possibly cheat him.

It is their luck to have such a great man and become his disciple.

It will be of great benefit to teach them a few tricks in the future.

Above the sky, the earth's dragon vein's energy was exhausted, and the blood-red vertical pupil had already been scarred. The size of a small hill had also shrunk a lot at this time.

However, Meng Zhao still stood on the dragon head, suspended in the air, his eyes level with those of the little Heavenly Dao.

Blood-red lightning burst out from the eyes of Little Tiandao again, shattering the head of the huge dragon vein into pieces.

Meng Zhao leaped up, as agile as a dragon, and a deeper, domineering, and loud dragon roar sounded. He used his supreme physical and bloodline supernatural powers to transform into a huge purple real dragon that was a hundred miles long. He swung his sharp claws and dug towards the Eye of Little Heavenly Dao.

The dragon's whiskers, dragon claws, dragon head, dragon horns, and dragon scales have both the shape and the spirit of a real dragon. While possessing both form and spirit, they also have a rich breath of life and are overflowing with blood.

Those with dragon bodies carry the blood of true dragons. When they have achieved great cultivation and perfect physique, they can be compared to the true dragons of ancient times and have a status comparable to that of Tao fruit gods and demons.

Although Meng Zhao's cultivation level was only at the Grandmaster level, he had undergone many transformations, tempering his body and blood. His blood was rich and his physique was strong, much stronger than an ordinary true dragon's body.

Therefore, at this time his physique was not perfect, his bloodline was not harmonious, but he was still no different from a real dragon.

The power of the true dragon controls the four symbols of heaven, wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

At this time, Meng Zhao used the purple true thunder in his own hand as a weapon to fight against the blood-red sky punishment with blood-red vertical pupils.

Thunder roared, purple lightning and blood thunder intersected, just like the collision of two peerless divine swords, bombarding non-stop.

At this moment, the huge dark sky seemed to be split in half by two divine thunders, and the sky cracked.