Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1671 Stupid?

"The Demon Dragon Clan... Are you the Demon Dragon Emperor of the Dharma-ending Era?"

Some strong men of the older generation of powerful forces stared at them with horror on their faces, looking at the rapidly growing magic dragon on the altar, they said in horror.

"How is it possible? The Demon Dragon Emperor was the first Demon God Emperor to be beheaded by the human race in the Dharma-ending Era. How could he be still alive?" The faces of countless warriors around him were pale, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

Obviously, many warriors still know the legend about the Dragon Emperor.

The Demon Dragon Clan was originally the most powerful group of the Demon Clan, just like the Eight Monster Clans of Xinghe, even stronger than the Eight Monster Clans.

Rumor has it that as long as there is still a drop of blood left by members of the Demon Dragon Clan, they can be reborn from a drop of blood and live forever.

In the war between Xinghe and Jiuyou in the Dharma-ending Era, the Demon Dragon Clan was the biggest trouble and problem for all the clans in the Galaxy. In the end, countless strong men and nearly a hundred legions were dispatched to arrange a lore-killing situation, and then the Demon Dragon Clan was defeated. Completely wiped out.

It stands to reason that in Jiuyou and even this world, the Demon Dragon Clan has become a memory of the past, how could it still exist.

Moreover, there is still the strongest Demon Dragon Emperor of the Demon Dragon Clan.

This is absolutely impossible!

All warriors are unwilling to believe it, but they have to believe it.

Everything is happening before your eyes, even if you don't believe it, you can't change the result that has become reality.

"It's just a wisp of soul, and it doesn't have the power of the Demon Dragon Emperor back then. It controls the formation here and kills him, otherwise it won't be able to escape."

At this moment, in the void, a strong man from Qingqiu Holy Land stared and said.

Qingqiu Holy Land has a lot of research on the practice of soul power, so it can be seen at a glance that the essence of this ancient dragon is just a wisp of soul using the magic energy left by the corpse and the source of the formation here to fight fiercely.

As long as that wisp of soul is wiped out, all of this will disappear.

"I have some eyesight, but it's a pity that it's not enough to kill me with your strength." The magic dragon's eyes fell on the strong man who spoke in Qingqiu Holy Land, and said with a fixed gaze.

The moment it opened its mouth, the nearly hundred-foot-long body of the dragon disappeared slowly, turning into a figure in a burst of trance-like magic light.

Except for the crimson eyes, this figure is almost no different from a warrior of the human race. Of course, if he releases the devilish energy, he will still be detected as abnormal.

"Go!"

Almost at this moment, the seven or eight quasi-sacred realm powerhouses in Qingqiu Holy Land took the lead in making moves, and when they squeezed the magic formula, thunderbolts emerged in their palms.

Strands of thunder flickered and danced in the void, quite dazzling.

"Youhuang Divine Dynasty belongs, do it!"

The many powerhouses of the Youhuang God Dynasty brought by Youqi followed his orders, condensing one after another Youhuang phantoms and bombarding the figure transformed by the magic dragon.

You Qi is thinking about the safety of everyone around him?
The answer must be no, what he wanted was the inconspicuous disk-sized jade stone under the feet of the magic dragon, below the crack in the center of the altar.

Unsealing immortal jade is one of the purposes of Youqi's trip.

"Seven Kills Holy Land, let's do it!"

Many powerhouses of the Seven Kills Holy Land also opened their mouths one after another. The Deputy Holy Master of the Seven Kills Holy Land led by them was extremely bright, and his eyes swept across the crack in the center of the altar in an instant, his face suddenly became serious, and he spoke to give orders.

Many experts from the Holy Land of Seven Kills did not hesitate to attack one after another.

Both of these two great powers took action, and other big powers also made moves one after another after being dazed.

Although they didn't know why Youhuang God Dynasty and Seven Kills Holy Land rushed to make a move, they knew that these two forces were absolutely useless. Since they made a move, they definitely had a purpose.

In an instant, the attacks of dozens of quasi-holy realm powerhouses radiated bright lights of various colors in the void, and the terrifying coercion once again permeated the entire tower floor.

Boom!

Those dense attacks were like meteors from the sky, falling from the sky and blasting towards the figure standing on the altar.

However, when those attacks exuding a terrifying aura were about to strike down, the figure of the Demon Dragon Emperor on the altar suddenly moved. His feet did not move a single step, but he waved his hand slightly, and a black A barrier appeared in front of his body.

A vortex of magic power emerged above the barrier, like a strange secret technique, activated in an instant.

Then those terrifying attacks landed on the vortex on the barrier without deafening roars, like stones sinking into the sea, without even the slightest wave after entering the vortex.

what's the situation?
The altar was strangely quiet for a while, and the eyes of all warriors were focused on the vortex of the black barrier above the altar.

What exactly happened?
No matter how powerful the defense is, it is impossible for them to attack without any momentum, right?

Just when the strong doubts.

I saw the light of the black barrier suddenly brighten, and then the barrier was like a mirror, all the vortices of magic energy disappeared, and lines of formations emerged, as clear as water.

And the pattern lit up in an instant, and those attacks that were supposed to bombard the Dragon Emperor's figure suddenly rushed out from the formation, and blasted back at the strong men of all races who shot.

The terrifying aura filled the tower again almost instantly.

The pressure behind everyone appeared instantly.

This is a formation prohibition similar to a rebound, but it was invoked by the figure of the Dragon Emperor, and it also used the magic vortex as a cover to hide the lines of the formation, so that the strong could not react when they attacked.

Now, at the moment of loss of consciousness, he faced his own sharp blow.

Their complexions changed one after another, and they either sacrificed artifacts to resist, or urged powerful defensive methods, or directly dodged with quick body skills, so that the attacks that came back from the counterattack were all bombarded on the tower wall behind them. superior.

"Do you think I've been silent for so long, will I be unprepared?"

On the altar, the black barriers around the body of the Demon Dragon Emperor slowly disappeared, revealing the simple but very strange face, the red eyes swept across the powerful in the void, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth , like a winner mocking a loser.

"After so many years, your human race is still so stupid. You chose to seal and suppress me, but you still kept my body. Isn't it obvious that you want my soul to be reborn and come back for revenge?"

"Stupidity is stupidity. I don't know that as long as the emperor's soul and bones are not destroyed, it is like eternal life."

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Looking at the figure of the Demon Dragon Emperor on the altar, Zhu Qiang in the void finally showed serious expressions...

(End of this chapter)