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Chapter 525 Suspected to be an old friend (final chapter of this volume)

Dragon King!

One of the Twelve Thrones!

Wang Xuanzang said that this man's bloodline is so overbearing that he is known as the strongest clan.

Although it is a human fetus, it is like a real dragon subduing a god.

"Dragon King...he is the Dragon King among the Twelve Thrones..." Wang Qiong said shyly.

His eyes trembled slightly, staring at the terrifying figure in the sky.

Each of the Twelve Thrones is brilliant, like an ancient history.

Each of them is unique and has an incomparable temperament.

The Dragon King's temperament is barren and ancient, ferocious and heavy. As soon as Fang appeared, the sky was distorted, and the terrifying power directly tore a sixth-order true king to pieces.

Compared with a monster, he is more like a predator, suppressing and trampling everything.

God Gang is here!

The Dragon King is here too!
"Damn it, it's been a long time since I saw you, and I saw two Twelve Thrones at the same time!"

"My mother, dream combination, this...is this really the Twelve Thrones?"

"This strength is too terrifying. It directly tore a sixth-order true king alive!?"

Everyone has different expressions, shock, awe, excitement... In the end, they all turned into incomparable blazing, and their hearts were agitated, unable to calm down.

Even for the younger generation, the Twelve Thrones are an insurmountable monument and a legend that cannot be desecrated.

Among them, everyone has the strength to dominate the heavens and the Jedi, and has a record that shines through the years.

This kind of existence is like a fairy, like a god, you can only look up.

It is extremely difficult to see one of them on weekdays, let alone the two strong men coming hand in hand.

Even Wang Qiong felt a little dazed.

"This guy is here too!" Wang Xuanzang said solemnly, unable to bear it.

Compared with Shengang, Dragon King is more like a monster.

This guy is uncontrollable!
In the sky, the man bathed in the blood of the flood dragon stood proudly, his cold gaze swept down, and finally landed on Wang Qiong.

Wang Qiong looked at him, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

That coercion really makes people shudder.

"Black Blade..." the Dragon King whispered thoughtfully.

"Dragon King!"

There was a roar in the True King's Hall.

All of a sudden, bones piled up like a mountain, turning into terrifying visions and descending on the world.

"King of bones!"

Inside the Hall of the True King, a peerless powerhouse stepped out.

His body is composed of numerous white bones, which looks like a human being, and the toga behind him looks like human skin flaring out, bloody killing, and the weather is fierce.

Eternal achievements have been exhausted, and in this life, I am the only one who becomes a monarch!
The horror of this creature is not inferior to Kunpeng, even more so in terms of breath alone.

"What's that?" Someone exclaimed, only took one look, then screamed, his eyes were bleeding, and he passed out.

"The real king is hidden in the real king's hall. These are the top existences of the monster clan. They have already evolved to the extreme, and they cannot be seen by ordinary people." Master Donkey whispered and reminded loudly.

The masters in the Hall of the True King have a very high degree of evolution, and they are already regarded as another level of life. To ordinary people, they are gods and Buddhas.

The body of the gods should not be underestimated, otherwise they will be condemned by heaven.

In fact, in the age of mythology, human beings were barbaric and lived in tribes. Many of them enshrined the strongest among monsters and beasts as gods, sacrificed day and night, and offered living creatures for protection.

Even now, in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, there are still many humans who use monsters as tribal totems to gain strength from them.

"Dragon King, we haven't fought against each other for more than ten years." The skeleton creature stepped forward, shaking the world with every step, and the cracks in the void manifested accordingly.

Compared with the Dragon King, his momentum is not much less.

"At that time, you will always be accompanied by a catastrophe..." Bone Creature said in a deep voice, mentioning another Twelve Thrones.

rumbling...

Before the words fell, the Dragon King moved. He shattered the void, and in a blink of an eye, his fierce punch pierced through the mountains and rivers.

"The iron fist of the angry dragon!"

There was a thunderbolt, and the karma was burning. This punch was like the wrath of the gods, and it contained the roar of an angry dragon.

A terrifying vision wrapped around the fist, and the sound caused by the tearing and grinding of the void was like the sound of the doomsday magic, which directly stunned a large area.

"You are always inseparable, only your destiny can withstand the disaster he brings!" The bone creature whispered.

In front of him, secret lines are intertwined, forming a picturesque sky array, with stars shining brightly and evolving into chaos!
boom……

The two forces collided, and the sound of dragon chant pierced through the world.

The magic circle shattered, and the splashing fire was like a star falling, hitting the world.

Mountains collapsed one after another, the earth sank, and rivers were robbed.

The bone creature stretched out its hand, as if it came from another void, extraditing the destructive power to another world.

"It's a pity...he's dead..." Bone Creature sneered.

rumbling...

Suddenly, the void exploded, and the brilliance of the sun and the moon disappeared.

In the endless darkness, a terrifying creature emerged.

"That is……"

"Dragon!?" Wang Qiong's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

It was really a dragon, completely different from the Fallen Jiao.

The noble blood, ancient power, and overwhelming aura made the whole world tremble.

"Dragon King, you are crazy!"

In the dark void, the bone creature let out a terrifying roar.

"Bone, you probably forgot who we are?"

At this moment, Shengang let out a long howl, heroic and powerful, he was fearless, and his domineering true gang was like a sword crisscrossing, covering the void.

"Twelve Thrones!!!" Kunpeng roared sharply.

Above the sky, the Hall of the True King was trembling, shrouded in that terrifying aura.

My supernatural powers have been unrivaled for eight thousand years, and I am the king of the twelve thrones!

Even though they have been extinct for more than ten years, their demeanor is still invincible.

With the body of human flesh and blood, alone against the Palace of the True King.

"Shen Gang, Dragon King, I don't believe it depends on what flowers you two can find." The skeleton creature roared sharply.

"It's enough to kill you!" Dragon King whispered, his words were concise, but his fist was extremely domineering.

"There's a battle outside the sky, let's fight!" Kunpeng roared, fearing that the world would be pierced.

"Afraid you won't succeed?" Shen Gang responded.

rumbling...

Suddenly, the sky split open, and the darkness was mixed, only the stars suddenly appeared.

Let the Kunpeng soar into the sky, the bones hide away, and Shen Gang and the Dragon King follow closely behind.

At their level, they can completely shatter the void and travel beyond the sky.

Only there can they fight with all their strength without any scruples.

hum...

The void is turbulent, like a flood that submerges everything.

In the end, even the Hall of the True King gradually disappeared and disappeared from the world.

"Going away?" Wang Qiong was in a daze.

That suffocating sense of oppression still lingered in his heart, he stared blankly at the devastated land, still somewhat in disbelief.

The battle just now seemed like a dream to him.

At this time, apart from him, only Yu Tianxin, Ming Haoran, Yang Qi, Master Lu and a few others remained awake. The others had already fainted, and some were directly seriously injured and dying.

For a powerhouse of this level, the level suppresses the breath, and the aftermath of the leak is not very acceptable.

"Let's go!" At this moment, Wang Xuangang flew over.

His face was dignified and he had no extra words.

This incident was no small matter. A strong person in the spiritual furnace fell, the Hall of True Kings was born, and even two of the Twelve Thrones came.

Its impact is unimaginable, and no one knows how big waves it will cause.

But there is one thing, the Grand Priest can be sure that after the birth of the True King Palace, the world will be troubled, and human beings may never be as stable as before.

Since Lin Luotian started the Age of Glory, human beings have indeed been too comfortable.

Now that last barrier is gone.

The contract signed between the Monster Beast Clan and Lin Luotian is gone, and they no longer have any scruples.

"Grand Priest, don't forget to collect the corpse!" Wang Qiong said hastily.

The corpses of the sixth sequence are of unimaginable value. They are simply a natural treasure house.

Naturally, the masterpiece of the Dragon King cannot be missed.

Wang Xuangang, Shenhuoshan, and the experts from Lingjian Mountain all had their eyes lit up. Didn't they come here just to hunt and kill this sixth sequence true king?
Now, this old dragon was directly torn apart by the Dragon King, how could he not take such a big deal?
Hearing Wang Qiong's reminder, Wang Xuanzang made a bold move.

His body is like a black hole, devouring the corpses of fallen dragons scattered on the ground.

At this moment, the spirit furnace realm powerhouses of Shenhuoshan and Lingjian Mountain also reacted and rushed to snatch the corpses.

Everyone was an ally a moment ago, but now they have become competitors.

But everyone is not talking nonsense, and there is no need to tear yourself apart for this kind of thing, each uses his own means, as agreed before.

The most unlucky thing is Ruyi Mountain, which lost a strong spiritual stove for nothing, and didn't get a single hair.

Wang Qiong did not believe that afterward, Wang Xuangang and the other two families would share some of their spoils with Ruyi Mountain out of humanitarian spirit.

This world is so cruel, people die like lights out, love is too frivolous in the face of interests.

However, such opportunities are naturally accompanied by huge risks, and everyone knows it well.

It's just that the strong man in Ruyi Mountain didn't expect that this shot would cost him his life.

After all, as a strong person in the spiritual furnace realm, generally speaking, it is impossible to fall.

In the end, Wang Xuanzang got half of the dragon body, a pair of dragon horns and three dragon claws, and the strong Shenhuo got the dragon head and two dragon claws.

As for the strong man of Lingjian Mountain, he got the other half of the dragon's body and a dragon's claw.

"Is it clean?" Wang Qiong asked in a low voice.

Spirit furnace realm powerhouses eat meat, and he can also make soup to drink. Those scattered scales, dragon blood, broken bones... The three powerhouses naturally look down on them.

From the very beginning, Wang Qiong told Lord Donkey to do it, don't waste it.

In such a short period of time, only two to three thousand catties of dragon blood were collected, and thousands of pieces of dragon scales were collected.

This is the most precious treasure for forging spirit armor. The spirit armor forged by a master is no worse than the Void Qi Divine Armor of the Bright Hall.

"There's not even a piece of dregs left." Master Donkey's eyes lit up.

The harvest of this trip is too great. Although these are leftovers, they come from a sixth-order dragon.

In addition, there is still a living Ninth True King suppressed in Wang Qiong's natural pool, not to mention other treasures.

"I want half!" Master Donkey said viciously.

"Fuck, why don't you go grab it?" Wang Qiong cursed in a low voice.

"I learned from you!" Master Donkey grinned.

"Farewell!" Wang Xuanzang greeted, and there was no unnecessary nonsense.

This trip, he made a fortune.

Counting it all, he got the most, and the pair of the hardest horns of the fallen dragon fell into his hands, which are the most precious treasures for forging magic weapons.

Just this pair of precious horns made the two powerhouses, Shenhuoshan and Lingjianshan, jealous.

But they didn't say much, nodded, and left with their disciples, leaving only the unlucky disciples of Ruyi Mountain wailing.

This time they hunted Jiao Jiao, they didn't even have a mouthful of soup, and they lost all their blood. Since then, the luck of the sect has declined, and whether the inheritance can be preserved in another hundred or so years is a problem.

"Success or failure is the choice of fate!" Wang Qiong sighed softly.

He doesn't have the slightest sympathy for the people of Ruyi Mountain. If one day he falls, the fate of the Mending Sky Guild and the Slaughtering God Guild will be even more miserable.

His close relatives and friends will all be purged, just like when he fell into the wasteland at the beginning of the king's sacrifice.

"Only Xeon can continue in this era."

Wang Qiong muttered to himself, followed Wang Xuangang into the void circle, and disappeared! ! !

……

Cangshan is like a stele, with long white clouds.

Under the ancient pine, the smoke curled up, and the boiling water made a "da da" sound against the lid of the pot.

"Wang Qiong is indeed more terrifying than I imagined." Champion Hou came from a distance, his figure was a little shorter, his face was pale, and his appearance also changed, as if this was not his own body.

"I told you that he is an anomaly. There is no absolute certainty. Don't do anything to him, otherwise it will only increase his luck."

The black-robed man tasted the tea in front of him and said calmly.

"He dominates the world, and now he has taken away my Ziying Saber, his strength has skyrocketed, won't he be even more unable to deal with him in the future?" Champion Hou's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of anger.

He will never forget the scene where he was nailed to the pillar by Wang Qiong and slapped angrily in the Dragon's Nest Ancient Palace.

"As long as a person has weaknesses, even Wang Qiong is no exception." The black-robed man made a gesture of invitation.

Champion Hou was taken aback, sat down and asked quickly, "What's his weakness?"

"Wang Qiong has two fatal weaknesses." The black-robed man said flatly.

"One of them is right there."

As he spoke, the man in black robe pointed to the sky and said.

"You mean... the Hall of Light?" Champion Hou subconsciously asked.

"That's right, the man in the Hall of Light is destined to be his nemesis."

"Ye Wutian!"

Champion Hou looked solemn, this man was indeed terrifying, he could be called unparalleled in his generation.

So far, he has not shown mountains and rivers, but the world is so big, but he stands in front of the younger generation like a monument.

Compared with Wang Qiong, he is more mysterious and more illusory, making him invisible and incomprehensible.

"Is there another one?" Champion Hou couldn't help asking.

"I!"

The man in black robe slowly got up, he looked at the vast sea of ​​fog in front of him, looked at the gray clouds and white dogs in the distance...

The mountain wind blows gently, blowing the toga, and under the shadow, the ray of eyes is extremely deep.

"The old friend is vague, as if it was just yesterday, who would have thought that you were just a young man who butchered pigs and sold meat..."

"Wang Qiong, we will meet soon!"

The wind whimpered, covering up the murmurs.

　Four thousand words! Volume No.17 "The Fallen Powerful" is over!Thanks for the support!

　　
　
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