I grab red envelopes with the gods

Chapter 1165

"Supreme!"

A solitary grave exploded, the aura of the nine heavenly calamities and the breath of death erupted at the same time, and the old man who was about to lose his white hair walked out of the solitary tomb.

Outside the entire western ancient city, many masters are awakening, and they are all peerless masters with only the last sliver of life.

Yang Feng turned his head blankly to look at the figures who sacrificed themselves without hesitation.

"So, these days you..."

Zhao Siye lost his mind for a moment, it turned out that they came in and out in the past three months, just to find the countless existences that had been sleeping outside the ancient city thousands of years ago.

The original intention of these existence seals with the last trace of life is to make the last effort to protect the city, but after tens of thousands of years, they no longer have the strength to get out of the lonely grave, and can only wait for the disappearance of the fierce clan with their eyes that day.

The masters of various races in the city used the method of blood sacrifice to awaken the silent lonely souls, and each of the battle souls who had experienced hundreds of thousands of years ago was rekindled and returned bloodthirsty.

"You are not filial, today I will kill you with my own hands!" A lonely soul walked out of the tomb, and saw his descendants arrogantly domineering in front of the ancient city, blood flashed in his eyes.

The lonely soul actually took out the blood from his withered eyes and turned it into a spear.

A spear streaked across the sky, guided by blood.

Seeing this, the demon emperor directly cut out and wanted to help block it, but unexpectedly, the spear was guided by blood, so it could not be blocked by others, and it would not hurt anyone.

The spear passed through the demon emperor's body like a phantom.

"Ah!" A figure fell from the sky, his blood was burning, and within the time of one breath, at least ordinary power in his body was burned.

The others dispersed one after another, and no one tried to help.

The lone soul who threw out the spear cupped his fists and bowed to Yang Feng, and after bowing, his body turned into ashes.

It has been ten thousand years, and it should have decayed long ago, relying on the invincible fighting spirit and heaven-defying cultivation.

The first time seeing the destruction of the fierce clan, the fighting spirit dies;
"Brother, go slowly!" Yang Feng closed his eyes and sighed, this is just a lonely soul.

Outside the ancient city of the West, one after another, the lone souls continued to explode, and the force was not weak.

The ancient city of the West was the first ancient city to be established, and this was the place where the biggest decisive battle had ever been experienced.

But it wasn't until this moment that many ordinary masters of ten thousand races in the ancient city knew about it.

It turned out that the predecessors who fell thousands of years ago did not really go away, but slept in front of this ancient western city.

"The heroic soul of the ancestor is still alive, how dare you deny the Supreme!" The old cow on the top of the city was shocked and turned into blood and flew out of the city.

A solitary grave exploded, and a decayed green bull came out, with a pair of horns flashing blue.

Another Nine Heavens Tribulation master fell down, but its skin was thick, and this blow only caused him serious injuries.

The old green bull fell.

Such a scene was staged outside the ancient city of the West.

Whether it was Yang Feng and the others who sat quietly for three months, or the demon emperor who had been guarding outside the city for three full months, none of them thought that such a scene would suddenly appear.

And a figure appeared outside the city again, and the boundless evil spirit swept in. The evil spirit unexpectedly passed through many masters and broke into the city and turned into a beautiful figure.

It was Bai Lingxian!
"If you don't leave now, when will you stay?"

Zhao Siye shouted coquettishly: "Linglong!"

Linglong is the spirit of Xuandao, and Xuandao, who had been preparing to fight for a long time, flew over the city gate under the thought.

The current Xuandao is already different from the past. There are three more sub-islands flying around. There is no one on these three sub-islands. The only function of these three sub-islands is to be used as a means of attack and defense under Linglong's control.

Lin Qingyu and the others also jumped onto Xuandao. At this moment, many of the Nine Heavens Tribulations are restrained by the forces of thousands of years ago, unable to take care of them.Many masters from thousands of years ago can only send out one blow, and not all of them can reach the point where they can severely injure nine heavenly catastrophes with one blow.

This power awakened by the blood sacrifice, after all, spanned too long a time and could not last.

A gap was opened in the ancient city, allowing Yang Feng and others to leave.

This city will be broken sooner or later, and there is no place in the city where Yang Feng and the others can be completely hidden, so they can only try to rush out to find a way out.

Bai Lingxian also went up to Xuandao in time. Although he knew that Yang Feng wanted to save everyone, he still asked doubtfully, "Can I get out by relying on Xuandao?"

"If it didn't work before, but now, they can't catch up with us!" Yang Feng said with certainty that the source of power driving Xuandao came from that stone. The power that a stone can exert can make Xuandao fly at a speed above the Nine Heavens!
But at this time, the demon emperor got rid of the power of countless lonely souls, and turned into his own body, a huge spirit snake king with a length of [-] feet.

"Baidi, I didn't expect you to escape, but do you think you can leave like this?" The demon emperor exhaled coldly, Yang Feng and Bai Lingxian, the strongest among all the people present, were only eight catastrophes. Eight Heavenly Tribulations, even if you think that the former Supreme and the former Demon Emperor are not to be feared.

One by one, the lonely souls began to disappear unwillingly. They had tried their best to help fight for even the slightest chance. The feeling of powerlessness was a hundred times more painful than dying alone, senior.

"Thousands of years ago, the Supreme One fought for the survival of our people, but today we are unable to protect the Dao for the Supreme Being who is reborn..."

"But there are still comrades who have not awakened?"

"any left!"

Finally, no more.

Most of the masters know that Qi Tian is in trouble, and they have already been born. The rest are almost unable to awaken their power even through blood sacrifices. They can only silently look at everything outside with their divine sense that will be cut off at any time.

"Finally responded..." Yang Feng said slowly, suddenly raised his head, and looked indifferently in the direction where the Demon Emperor was.

Snapped!
A dragon scale exploded in Yang Feng's palm.

"Huh? Hahaha, do you think there is anyone else who can save you at this time? The fierce clan is destroyed, and all the existences in this continent are not qualified to fight me!"

"You mean, I'm not qualified either?" A voice suddenly sounded from behind the Demon Emperor. The body of the Demon Emperor's Spirit Snake King was extremely huge, but it suddenly found that there seemed to be a huge existence covering the sky.

It... is now in the shadow of other beings!
boom!
A paw slammed on the body of the demon emperor, and the huge body of [-] feet fell towards the ground without warning, and the fighting masters of the nine heavenly tribulations in the eastern demon kingdom were overwhelmed by this huge body.

Many masters raised their heads tremblingly, and a dragon shadow that could no longer be measured by size descended at some point.

"Senior True Dragon, you have recovered your strength!" Yang Feng finally understood why he couldn't call the True Dragon these days. The power of the True Dragon at this moment is definitely above the Nine Heavens.

Zhenlong was obviously very happy, and even started a joke: "It's too arrogant to say that I haven't recovered a little bit of strength, so it can be regarded as a recovery of two points."

But Yang Feng knew that this might really be only two layers of the real dragon's real size!

(End of this chapter)