Wu Po Jiuxiao

"Do not……!!"

A shrill cry was transmitted throughout the entire Immortal Dragon Palace, the sound contained endless pain and madness, and the terrifying sound wave even pierced through the sky.

Countless clouds were ripped open, forming a terrifying tearing mark.

The sound scattered, spread towards the surroundings, and finally spread to countless places and reached the ears of countless people. Even many people who were close to the Immortal Dragon Palace were so shaken by the sound that their seven orifices bleed.

There was an unconcealable look of anger and resentment on Prince Long's face.

For a long time, he has been able to successfully control his mind and emotions, even if it is anyone, he cannot make him completely angry. The most humiliating time was Ye Fantian, who dared to put himself The imperial concubine's underwear was auctioned off.

But these are nothing compared to everything in front of them.

Above the void, the infinite aura of the imperial dragon began to show signs of dissipating at this time.

This aura of the imperial dragon gathers the joint efforts of all the emperors and represents the luck of the immortal dynasty.

It can be said that it is a symbol of great importance, and no one can defile it.

But now, the terrifying imperial dragon aura is rapidly dissipating. How is this possible?How can this be?

The Dragon Prince's body trembled, even he could feel a burst of madness in his heart.

That handsome face was so gloomy that it was about to drip water.

"This is……?!"

All the princes and generals showed expressions of horror.

Among them, there are a few ancient princes, their identities are extraordinary, even the Dragon Prince would not dare to neglect them, these people seem to be ancient and decayed, their physical bodies are almost about to collapse, and they usually look like "I'm going to die soon" ' look.

But in reality, this is not the case. The cultivation base of these people is supernatural, but it is difficult for him to be surprised by the trivial things in the world.

But now, but now, they couldn't calm down anymore. Looking at the changes in the void, their bodies were trembling, and their profound souls were trembling.

An old prince with withered muscles and a body as thin as a skeleton stretched out his finger tremblingly, pointing at the void, his eyes widened, and he roared with tears in his eyes:

"The luck of the Immortal Dynasty is dissipating. This clearly means that the Emperor Dragon's veins have been destroyed, leaving no vitality at all!"

"Damn it, who cut off the imperial dragon vein of my dynasty? Is this trying to exterminate our immortal dynasty?"

An ancient old guy roared in the same way.

"Who the hell? Who the hell?"

The Dragon Prince kept roaring.

"Blasting the holy spirit of the ancestors, this is unforgivable. The crime committed cannot be repaid with life. We will not destroy the dynasty, and we cannot be insulted and killed like this!"

An ancient general, trembling his body, roared loudly.

"Kill, kill him, turn the world upside down, no matter who it is, kill him!"

"kill!"

The sound suddenly shook the world.

The Dragon Prince's complexion gradually began to change:

"Kill! That's right. If you want to kill, there are only a few people who dare to offend my immortal dynasty. The one who bears the brunt is Wuming Ye, followed by the Yuwen family, and those ancient clans. But no matter what, let's start with this one." The two ancient clans took over and wiped out the Yuwen family, so what about the Emperor Dragon's veins?"