Chaos Ancestor Dragon Art

Chapter 836
The sound of rumbling thunder, mighty and mighty, seems to have come from a million years ago, resonating with the Dao, and the sound of heaven and earth is mute, full of inexplicable charm and mysterious domineering.

In the void, Long Hao was dressed in a white robe, his hair fluttering, his deep eyes traveled through time and space, united with the law of heaven and earth, and the ancient thunder dragon lingered around him, like the supreme emperor standing in the pure land of the fairy world.

His cold eyes looked down at the sky.

There is a kind of killing intent raging, like the divine punishment of the heavenly emperor stirring up the heaven and the earth.

At this moment, including those who are strong in the Xuzu Realm, they all feel that their bodies are cracked, their internal organs are about to be injured, their souls are about to be destroyed, and their bones are about to melt.

"Is this... God's punishment?"

Everyone was terrified and subconsciously backed away. The Heavenly Emperor's thunder sounded the law, hiding endless murderous intentions, triggering a sky-shattering and earth-shattering trend!

The pupils of Yuling Zhanwang shrank, and he felt a great threat from Long Hao, who was in harmony with law.

In particular, the golden divine thunder lingering around Long Hao seemed to be able to directly bombard her soul across time and space, creating a sense of innate fear in her heart.

This fear made her angry.

hum!
Move the jade finger forward, and a guqin emerges, made of black lacquer like spar, filled with a strange magic power, the strings of the qin are like heavenly swords, and the sound of the qin is like a magic knife, which can directly cut people's souls.

Rumble!
The King of Yuling Zhan sits cross-legged in the void and plays magic songs, like a battle of millions of troops, with golden weapons and iron horses, mighty and mighty, like continuous tsunamis, falling stars in the void...showing scenes of doomsday.

In a short while, the magic melody of the piano sound swept every corner of the world, including Huang Chonggu and others in the distance, and they were all hit.

The scene in front of them changed quickly, such as purgatory, such as the battlefield of gods and demons, or such as the attack of ten thousand ghosts...

Horrific phantoms, reflecting the most real fear in their hearts, sinking with their consciousness.

"Arrangement!"

A peak king of the Xuzu Realm gave a loud shout, and more than a hundred strong men of the Xuzu Realm immediately took action, appearing in all directions of Lorraine City like changing shapes and shadows.

Rumble!
Towers made of white bones rose from the ground, exuding an endless breath of death, covering the sky, flooding the earth, and bringing this world into Senluo Purgatory.

Ah!
At the same time, the money is not enough to scream and fly into the sky.

Two rays of divine light shot out from the pupils of Yuling Zhanwang, and shot into the center of his eyebrows without any hindrance.

In the next moment, the eyes of the insufficient money turned ferocious and blood red, and the whole body was full of evil spirits, as if he had been demonized.

"Old Qian, Brother Qian..."

Pu Bucheng flew up worryingly, but as soon as he met him, he slapped him on the vital parts with a smirk and a smile.

"Brother Qian, are you crazy?" Pu Bucheng was taken aback and hurriedly dodged, but was still hit on the shoulder, and the terrifying force almost shattered his body for a long time.

"Be careful, he is under the control of the King of Yuling."

Dao Yu urged Yin Yang Dao Tong, and was horrified to find that a pair of strange pupils appeared between the eyebrows with insufficient money.

"Damn animal, dare to insult the master, go to hell!" Qian Bucheng seemed to be insane, chasing and beating Pu Bucheng violently, exuding a strong evil spirit from his body, he would never stop dying.

Soon, Liu Ji went crazy and slashed at Huang Chonggu.

The horror of Yuling Zhanwang was fully displayed.

Under such an astonishing illusion, everyone couldn't extricate themselves, as long as their hearts were a little loose, they would immediately be controlled by the other party's soul.

You know, they are far away, and most of the Qin Yin magic songs are aimed at Long Hao, and they are only affected by it, and they feel an irresistible sense of terror in their hearts.

"Is it the illusion of imperial spirit?"

Long Hao stood still in the void, and the majestic energy of heaven and earth seemed to evolve a small world around him, ups and downs for nine days, standing still.

The Myriad Dao Divine Thunder fell, and the Immemorial Thunder Dragon joined him. He was like that god sitting high in the nine heavens with a solemn treasure.

The Heavenly Emperor Thunder Dragon's Dharma Aspect was urged to the extreme by Long Hao, with the potential to split the world, and the power of God to punish the universe.

The Faxiang showed its power, overwhelming the sky, covering the sky with its big hands, showing the power of divine punishment from the emperor of heaven, and suppressing the magic music of the piano sound that swept in like a tide.

The pupils of Yuling Zhanwang became even colder.

She vaguely discovered that Long Hao's soul was like a god that lifted the heavens and pierced the earth, bathed in chaotic brilliance, and resonated with the Dao, making her soul attack completely ineffective.

"Hmph! This king's methods are more than these!"

With a cold snort, the Yuling Zhanwang played the magic song of the piano sound with one hand, and struck the void with the other hand to conclude the mysterious magic seal.

hum!
The sky trembled, and countless veins of inscriptions manifested, connecting the octagonal formation towers, and falling on the ground, forming one after another mysterious formations connected to each other.

"Spirit Yuling Thousand Corpse Formation——Start!"

boom!
The earth trembled, and a figure broke out of the ground, ferocious like a zombie, full of evil spirits.

At the same time as he appeared, a large number of inscription patterns surged from the magic circle on the ground, like a melting pot of heaven and earth tempering divine soldiers, covering him with a layer of shining silver armor in an instant.

boom!
Long Hao looked down at the common people like a heavenly emperor, and stepped forward from the nine heavens, with a majestic murderous aura surging all over his body, and with one punch, the silver armored figure was sent flying.

However, the strange thing is that Long Hao didn't kill the silver-armored figure directly when he exploded with all his strength.

You know, even the pinnacle king couldn't block his punches. The aura of the silver-armored figure was obviously not as strong as the pinnacle king's, but his body seemed to be as strong as a copper wall, and he didn't know pain and fearless death, so he quickly rushed over again.

"War corpse?" Long Hao narrowed his gaze.

boom!boom!boom……

The ground was split open one after another, and figures in silver armor stood up straight from it, roaring and rushing towards the crowd.

"The pastoral city in the Holy Land of Yaochi? He also fell here, turned into a corpse?" Huang Chonggu urged two sword puppets to resist the attacks of the mad Liu Ji and the silver-armored corpse, terrified in his heart.

"Brother Hong, you..." Zhou Rulong also found a fellow from the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning and killed him, he couldn't help but gasped.

"..."

Soon, all the powerhouses in the Xuanhuang Realm who fell in Lorraine City were all turned into combat corpses and revived, but they had already become enemies.

Dozens of silver-armored battle corpses surrounded the crowd and attacked wildly. They were invulnerable and fearless of death.

But the power of the Great Formation of Yuling Thousand Corpses is far more than that.

Not long after, the earth split open again, and countless figures in bronze armor turned into combat corpses and revived, densely packed and uncountable.

These are all dead people from the Golden Light Realm. At this moment, they were also refined into war corpses and joined the ranks of besieging Long Hao and others.

In the void, the sound of the zither moved the sky, and the magic song was mighty. The tangible sound waves turned into the veins of the Dao, and evolved into a head of demon kings holding swords, slashing at Long Hao, trying to wipe out the heavenly emperor's dharma.

(End of this chapter)