Candle Dragon to the left

Chapter 83. Chapter 82.
"Alive? Are you still alive? How can you still be alive!" Emperor Xi lost his composure, and his originally deep voice was extremely sharp.

No wonder there will be a sudden rainstorm, no wonder the Emperor's Dao Domain will not be able to expand.

The king here can indeed suppress the emperor's domain by relying on the law he has mastered, but it is far from such an exaggerated point.It is because of the rain, rain is his walker, his incarnation, where he walks, there will be rainstorms!

"The Venerable Master did it himself, how could you survive from Shinichi's hand? Even if it was fighting across borders! You shouldn't be alive!"

Xihuang seemed to have become another person, not at all like the previous emperor.

The red jiao in Kunlun seems to have become a demon in his heart for some reason.

The other two emperors retreated slowly, they didn't know who this creature was.But some information can be captured from Xi Huang's collapsed mouth.Their ancestral Bengsha dharma body was to kill this creature across the boundary, and the price of the Bengsha Dharma body in the real one realm was terrifyingly high.What's even more frightening is that the creature Zu wanted to kill was still alive and appeared in front of them completely.

They are naturally terrified.

He wanted to leave, so he sent a sound transmission to Xihuang.

"Emperor Xi, I'm afraid we will lose this time. Let's retreat first. We have to think long-term about the two king creatures. I believe the Venerable Master will not blame us."

It's not that these two emperors never thought of escaping while Emperor Xi was fighting with these two creatures, but it was unrealistic.Without Xihuang's help, they couldn't get out of here.Strange and terrifying spirits are mixed in the majestic heavy rain, and the space of the heavens, earth and mountains is rippling and rippling, and it is also blocked.

"Go?" Xihuang asked.

"Where else can I go?"

The stern and cold light shines on the four fields, and the mole comes with a blade, and the blade drags space debris.

One emperor hurriedly sacrificed the emperor's weapon to fight him. In less than half a moment, his weapon was almost broken, and the other emperor gave a helping hand to stabilize his figure.They looked around and saw that the most powerful Xi Huang was also in a panic. The red dragon shaped like a cruising rainstorm was accompanied by a small golden sword.

His complexion was as white as paper.

But the man in the scarlet priest roared angrily.

"Why? Why? Why!" The emperor roared like a madman.

"Isn't it good to die! Why do you still appear?"

He didn't dare to accept the fact that his Dao heart was broken like this.In the present world, there are creatures who survived from the hands of Zhenyi when they were in the Yangshen realm. They are not ordinary Zhenyi realms.

The huge dragon-shaped monster didn't respond, only the twisted face of red copper bone sneered and mocked.

The ferocious long tail swept across like a giant axe, sweeping away the torrential rain with unparalleled power.This blow struck Xi Huang's body, the imperial realm and half of the bones shattered together, and flew upside down into a certain mountainside, splashing sand and stones.Immediately afterwards, the sword Xi flew out, directly piercing the struggling Xihuang in the pit and nailing it there.

He shouldn't have been this miserable.

But the emperor's Dao heart was shattered into scum after seeing the red dragon shadow of the past, and his original strength could not be fully utilized.

Boring emotions flashed in the golden candle.

I thought it was a hearty bloody battle on the road to revenge, and the opponent was too unbearable.

The mole on the other side forced the two emperors not to lose the wind, but defeated the two emperors steadily.

"Cough, cough...cough..." Emperor Xi was lying in the deep pit, his arms hanging limply on the hilt of the Xi sword. Because of the powerful vitality of the emperor, he hadn't died yet, but his realm had fallen.With that sword falling down the realm of the emperor's way, it completely dispersed the world.

He is no longer an emperor, but a false emperor who cannot be named.

The torrential rain washed away his blood, and the blood seeped into the ground, and the whole deep pit was full of desolate red.

Body temperature is passing.

It has been a long time for a man to become an emperor, and it has been a long, long time since he has experienced this mortal feeling.His eyes extended to the heights, the white mist curled up in the heavy rain, and the red dragon-shaped figure looked down on him.

What no one noticed was that the man's arm hidden under the Taoist robe turned pale at this moment. This was not the end, but the beginning, and this strange paleness continued to cling to the man.

The color of a corpse should not appear on the emperor.

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The void flickered, and a tall man appeared beside the scarlet dragon.

He frowned, looking at a certain mountainside.

The smell there made him extremely uncomfortable.

There is a bell hanging on the waist of the scorpion, and the corpses of two emperors are sealed inside.Among them, Xihuang, the strongest, was severely injured, and the remaining two Chijiao and Mole fought together, and it didn't last long.Their foundations are vain, and they are obviously not the ultimate palace realm that has steadily entered.

Under the sight of Xiao and Li Xi'an, the mountain where Xihuang fell withered, or it could be said that the mountain died.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the sharp dragon shape fell straight down, like a blood jade sharp knife, trying to cut through everything blocking the way.

His huge body bombarded the mountain, and the scales scratched at will, rolling out black and strange soil, and the vegetation instantly turned into residue.The entire mountain was indeed dead, drained of vitality, and something greedily ate everything from the mountain.

And, still not satisfied...

The dragon-shaped figure circled violently, and the iron scales snapped together.The golden candle burned, and the expanding heat lifted the black and gray dead skin on the ground.He breathes, clouds, gold and fire surround him, and ancient proverbs accompany him.

This holy breath burned the filth in the shadows, making the pale shadows afraid to show in his eyes.

With a thought in Li Xi'an's mind, Xi Jian rose instantly and swam around.

That thing is no longer in this mountain.

On the other side of Libu, the ancient monks who were in the bloody battle suddenly stopped their movements, their expressions dull.When the Li people were in a daze, a pale figure passed by and ate them.The aura of each pale figure ate up a little bit.When all the Yangshen elders and disciples in the Li tribe were put on the dining table by that thing, and after they were all eaten, he disappeared again.

Mole hugged her chest and looked at the pale and dirty coldly.

He lifted the bell on his waist.

This bell was also made from his shed shell, but at the same time that the mountain died, the body of the emperor inside the bell mutated, and even eroded the bell.

"Filthy?" Kera said, "Come on, let me see how strong you are."

He shook the bell lightly, knowing that the pale shadow devouring the same kind could not resist the temptation of the two emperors.

He appeared.

A beast-like roar came from the throat, and the original scarlet robe was covered with substances resembling white spider webs, and the image of a human could still be vaguely seen on this creature.But the limbs are too slender compared to ordinary humans, and its height is about the combined height of three or four adults.He was stooped, his arms were drooping, and there was a huge hollow in his chest that was still dripping red blood.

Someone took the shaking bell.

"Feed him, save trouble." The boy remained expressionless.

He shrugged indifferently.

In fact, he also had the same idea. It was useless to keep the corpses of the two mutated emperors, and it would only increase the trouble.It's better to save trouble and throw it at that thing, and then kill that thing completely to solve the problem.

As for whether they can beat or not, this has never been a matter of consideration.

The breath of the pale figure who ate the two emperors rose sharply, reaching a terrifying situation, much more terrifying than the previous Xihuang.The torrential rain hit him without dripping and disappeared without a trace.

That thing turned its face towards Li Xi'an, with a surprised expression, it obviously showed a sense of consciousness or some kind of will.

The teenager is laughing.

The lotus flowers in his eyes are blooming, outlining the most mysterious and wonderful trajectory, reappearing the past.

"You know, thanks to your Master, I learned something interesting."

Raise your hands, left palm down and right palm up.

The rain stopped.

It is a big illusory hand, like ice, iron and jade.

And under the pale figure, there is also a large illusory hand, and the two arms fell from the sky, forming mysterious handprints.

"Roar!" The pale figure was locked by some kind of indescribable majesty, unable to move!It struggled, unwilling, it was born just now, it should have slaughtered everything it saw and heard, and grinded all life into food!In order to avoid dying together with that trash emperor, it woke up early.But even if it wakes up early, it is sure to survive.

It ate the three emperors...it shouldn't be like this!
Looking at the mysterious handprint with muddy eyes, there is deep puzzlement and fear in his eyes.

It roared, this is Shinichi, the ancestor, and the method of that Yuchai Shunde, how could it appear on a dragon in this world?
Good fortune jade hand seal!

But it has no chance to ask its own doubts.

Under this seal, everything is given death!
The two illusory giant hands closed together, and the mysterious handprints overlapped with the rules of the world.

坠！
　exhausted exhausted exhausted

　　good night everybody
　　Ask for a ticket by the way
　　
　
(End of this chapter)