Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 715 Yinghe Yingying died
The loud voice of the blue-robed old man disturbed the dragons, and the eyes of the dragons that went up to the Holy Realm and down to the Emperor Realm stared at Yingying's back, and Yingying had already turned into a half-body human and twisted his claws, and the shrunken dragon claws were in mid-air He exhaled three golden lights and grabbed the old man's face.

"The direct descendants of the True Dragon Sage? Not bad, the power of this bloodline is really good." The blue-robed old man lightly held the attack with one hand, stroking the dragon's claw with a little desire on his face. "This is exactly the blood power I need, and this is exactly the energy I need."

When Yingying realized something was wrong, the dragon claw could no longer be drawn out.The blue-robed old man's one hand gripped the dragon's claw as firmly as two mountains, unable to move at all.

"Roar!" The dragon claw couldn't be drawn out, so he just sprayed the dragon's breath directly on the opponent's face. In the dragon's breath, Yinghe could even smell the charred smell of the opponent's burnt skull.

"Hahaha, I, Wuya Martial Sage, have never seen the dragon's breath so closely. I have been taught and taught!" There is not a single trace of burnt marks on the hair on the head. "Why, is there such a skill?"

The strength in Wuya Wusheng's hand became a little bit stronger, and Yinghe couldn't help but let out a burst of wailing.

"Brother!" Yingying saw her elder brother was trapped, he rose up from the cliff in a gust of wind, and when he was in front of Wuya Martial Saint, he was already in human form, his whip leg was swinging with a dragon's power that made everything fear Under the ribs of Wuya Wusheng.

But Wuya Martial Saint stood there peacefully, without seeing any movement, Yingying's attack stopped halfway by himself: "Why do you think that this kind of powerful attack can affect me? The number one Wuya Martial Saint in the world!"

Yingying's face changed suddenly, he felt that the innate pride and power of the dragon clan were rapidly reversed, and the aura of everything became majestic in his eyes.

"What is this...Wuya Martial Saint...I am the direct descendant of the Dragon Ancestor..." Yingying couldn't even resist the coercion of the world, let alone the supreme Wuya Martial Saint in front of him and his side Win fits the momentum on the body.

Afterwards, the golden light in Yingying's eyes faded away, and she fell to the ground with her eyes turning ashes.

"Yingying!!!" Yinghe's dragon claws were still firmly held by Wuya Wusheng's two fingers, and it was impossible to catch Yingying whose life and death were unknown. "Old thief Wuya, you will die here today!"

Yinghe turned his head and let out a dragon roar behind him. Immediately, the giant dragons entrenched in the surroundings cast all kinds of kung fu at Wuya Wusheng, trying to kill him with massive attacks.

The power that the world would lose its color came from all directions towards Wuya Wusheng, and Wuya Wusheng lost his figure again in the turbulent waves.

"Hahahaha, good! This is the spirit of the holy dragon, it's really comfortable!" When the dragons stopped attacking, even the space was slightly distorted at the central point, Wuya Wusheng was still laughing wildly there. Standing, still holding the dragon claw in his hand, he didn't move a bit. "Didn't expect that, this Martial Saint got the blood of a real dragon back then, how could your dragon clan's attack work on me!"

After this burst of attacks that spared no effort, the dragons are already exhausted, and their Yuanli has also entered a state of interruption.

The innocuous body of the Wuya sage hurt the confidence of the dragons even more. Some young dragons with lower realms were already sluggish, and their flying heights also dropped slightly.

"Only I can become the No.1 who breaks through the God Realm in this era. I will rewrite the history of the entire world! And you——will be the cornerstones on my road to becoming a God!" It had been released without reservation, and the dragons in the imperial realm rolled their eyes and fell straight down, while the giant dragons in the imperial realm lost their ability to float, struggling and falling to the ground.

Suddenly there were only a few ancient dragons in the holy realm and Yinghe who was caught by the dragon claws, barely resisting the coercion of the supreme demigod.

After Wuya Shengzun looked around at the surrounding dragons, the grin on his face became more and more terrifying.

At this time, Yinghe let out bursts of howling dragons, and the ancient dragons realized that the dragon claw in Wuya Wusheng's hand had been bent and deformed, and faint blood oozing could already be seen on it.

"Let the son of Longzu be released, and I will let you leave here alive.",

"Or die."

Two identical ancient giant pterosaurs flew side by side in front of Wuya Wusheng. Among all the giant dragons present, these two looked the most indifferent, as if they were the two with the highest level.

The number of times the mouths of the two ancient giant pterosaurs had a trace of flames emerging, and it was obvious that the next attack had already begun.

"This is the first time I've heard such a joke..." Wuya Wusheng's face seemed to be covered with a layer of black haze, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking, Yinghe's dragon claws had been completely pinched from his arms down! "...But it's not funny at all!"

The dragon claws of the son of the Dragon Ancestor were pinched off, and the ancient holy dragons still in the air opened their mouths, and the huge primordial dragon flames with different colors were accompanied by the anger that was about to burn the sky. Enveloped completely, there is no trace of living things in the air except for the ancient dragon.

"Huh, this guy seems to have run away, let's ignore him and go see the situation of the other dragons!" The twin ancient dragons extinguished the dragon flames in their mouths, and eagerly fell to the ground to check the conditions of the two sons of the dragon ancestors.

When the ancient dragons in the holy realm slowly landed on the ground, Yinghe was crouching on the body of Yingying who had transformed into a dragon with his broken arms in his arms. Yinghe lay on his neck and wept.

"The son of the Dragon Ancestor, the twin blood will return to the holy tomb. I hope that the son of the Dragon Ancestor will mourn and continue to lead us back to the Holy Land of the True Dragon safely." One of the ancient giant pterosaurs slowly transformed into a humanoid old man, and the other was as thin as a stick. Hands on Yinghe's shoulders.

Yinghe turned around and held the old dragon's hand tightly, with tears of resentment in his eyes, he said: "Elder! Holy Master Wuya not only killed Yingying! Now we only have these few who can blink. All the rest are dead!"

At this time, the old man of the ancient giant pterosaur carefully looked at the giant dragons lying on the ground recuperating around him, and found that some of them had not moved for a long time or had breathed out. Blood seeped from the ground, forming pools of blood on the rust-red ground.

"This... why did my True Dragon Sacred Land suffer such a catastrophe? What about the longevity of the dragon clan, and the divine power of the dragon clan for body protection!?" The old man was full of grief, and couldn't help kneeling on the ground. "This is the future pillar of my True Dragon Sacred Land, today's elite!"

The old man's grief-stricken crying could not help but arouse many giant dragons, and for a while the earth was filled with the sound of the sacred dragons' continuous wailing and crying.

"The supernatural powers of your giant dragons have all belonged to me, and you will also belong to me!" Behind the crying figure of the old man, Wuya Martial Saint appeared out of thin air without any fluctuation, while the figure of the old man in front of him trembled, and his mouth suddenly Spit out blue blood. "Oh~ How does it feel to be penetrated by the hand of your own junior? Do you feel extremely painful and sad?"

"Heh, heh..." The old man's life was passing by at a speed visible to the naked eye, a pair of blue pupils flickered gray from time to time, and he looked down to see the dragon claws piercing him. "So...that's how it is, this guy wants to use our true dragon's blood essence to break through the space and ascend to the God Realm!"

Immediately, the dying old giant pterosaur once again ignited the astonishing power of a real dragon, pulled out the dragon claws from his front abdomen, and threw it at Yinghe who was full of astonishment: "Yinghe, the rest of the old man I'll leave it to you!"

The earth-shattering Dragon Yin was born, and the prototype of the ancient giant pterosaur appeared, but the huge penetrating wound on the chest and abdomen also flowed like a waterfall of blood.

Anyone can feel that the vitality of the ancient giant pterosaur is passing away rapidly, but its power is constantly increasing, and it can faintly compete with the half-foot old man in front of him.

"Dragon Clan Secret Technique? Hmph, it's just a superficial thing." Wuya Martial Saint has returned to the empty-handed state since the dragon claw was taken away, but his face is still extremely indifferent, standing fearlessly. there.

The giant pterosaur leaped into the air briefly, and its wings set off two huge wind blades in the air, dragging two traces more than one foot deep on the ground towards Wuya Wusheng.

"This is such a shameless skill." Wuya Wusheng stood still, stretched his arms forward, each stretched out an index finger and flicked on the wind blade that had just arrived, and the two rounds of mountain-high wind blades immediately turned back and slashed at Gu Ju pterosaur.

How could the ancient giant pterosaur have expected that Wuya Wusheng would deal with it so easily, and just about to flap its wings and drag the dying body to dodge, but it was already too late, two rounds of wind that Wuya Wusheng had secretly blessed The blade was already extremely sharp, and it easily cut off the dragon's wings at the same root, and then killed the two seriously injured Emperor Realm dragons behind him on the spot, and then disappeared in midair.

"Haha, let's see what you are still flying with this time." Wuya Martial Sage laughed wildly up to the sky, and walked unhurriedly towards the elder of the ancient giant pterosaur who had already released more air and less air. "It's so difficult after only one move. It seems that the real dragon holy land has lost its glory in the time of winning Si Gong in the past thousands of years."

Wuya Wusheng stepped on the nose of the ancient giant pterosaur elder, and walked up to the highest point of the dragon's head under the other's humiliating eyes.

"Looks like this is here, it's almost time for me to let you go back to Wanlong Tomb." Martial Saint Wuya raised one hand, the outside of the palm facing the front and was about to chop down with a knife.

And at this moment, Yinghe appeared in front of Wuya Martial Saint in an instant, and between his wrists interlaced, he caught the hand knife that had been chopped off slowly.

"Oh? Your dragon claw has already been taken back, so it's not a sacrifice of a holy elder." Wuya Shengzun smiled, and the knife in his hand had successfully fallen halfway under the blocking.

(End of this chapter)