Divine Venerate of Martial Dao

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Chapter 972

In a short time, Heavenly Dragon swung its tail and invaded where everyone was. The terrifying tornado, go up to heaven or down to Hades, like a giant dragon stirring the void, Heaven and Earth throbs.

Where Heavenly Dragon swayed its tail, crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, surrounding ruined walls, all split up and in pieces in a moment, and then turned into fly ash. Stirring the wind and clouds of 8 squares, the surrounding miasma madly rotates, and the sharp whistling sound is like a meteor shower.

Everyone felt that their throats were dry, especially Mo Xiaoxiao, Hu Lilie, and Yu Bagkong, the three weakest people, shaking involuntarily. They had an instinct as long as they were involved in the storm. , I am afraid that suddenly it will be scattered ashes and dispersed smoke.

“drink……”

Yin Shi 3 loudly shouted, gathering the power of everyone to urge the Wanyue Mirror.

“Hey…”

On the waning moon mirror, unprecedented rays of light erupted, the majestic solemn killing aura, that is, Yin Shi 3 who mastered it was throbbing.

The waning moon mirror revived greatly, spewing out one after another unrolled bolt of white silk like a snake, hovering around the crowd, forming a huge 1000 dragon-like shield.

The power of Heavenly Dragon’s tail-wagging bombarded the shield, and suddenly there was a loud noise. Everyone hiding underneath was shocked and turned pale.

The terrifying tremor on the ground made people unstable.

Han Yu held Hu Lilie’s hand with his left hand, and the right hand held Mo Xiaoxiao’s hand. It was obvious that the palms of both people were overflowing with cold sweat.

The Origin Qi of the crowd rushed to Yin Shi 3 like a tide, and then Yin Shi 3 controlled the injection of the waning moon mirror, urging the wan moon mirror. At this moment, no one dared to hide anything.

“Boom ~ boom ~ …”

The power of the Heavenly Dragon’s tail wagging bombarded the shield, like a thunder from the sky, and the imposing manner was terrifying.

“pu…”

Suddenly, Mo Xiaoxiao raised his head and vomited a mouthful of blood, body on the verge of collapse.

Her cultivation base is the lowest, and most of the Origin Qi within the body quickly fades away, and she can’t stand the loud vibration at all.

“Stay up!”

Han Yu held Mo Xiaoxiao’s hand and couldn’t help but increase his strength a bit. Now he has to push the Wanyue Mirror with all his strength, and he can’t help her.

“Big Brother Han, I’m fine!” Mo Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and persisted, but the blood on the corners of his mouth couldn’t stop surging outward.

After another 2 3 minutes, Mo Xiaoxiao was exhausted and almost could not stand still.

“Old second, let go!” Han Yu said anxiously.

Miao Shouqing hurriedly released the hand that was holding Mo Xiaoxiao, Han Yu exerted a slight force, and sent Mo Xiaoxiao to everyone, Han Yu and Miao Shouqing pulled together to protect Mo Xiaoxiao.

Mo Xiaoxiao fainted and fainted directly.

Everyone was in a cold sweat, and Han Yu was still quick to react. Let Mo Xiaoxiao hold on for a while, I am afraid she will have to be consumed.

“Damn Heavenly Dragon waving its tail, when will it disperse!” Hu Lie grinned, his situation is also very bad, I am afraid it will not last long.

Everyone’s mood is extremely heavy. The wagging of Heavenly Dragon’s tail is one of the most terrifying disasters in the Malgobi. Sure enough, the name is not in vain. The battle strength of this group of people is already quite strong, and coupled with the Waning Moon Mirror, it can be said that few who and places can stop them, but here, not only is it difficult to move, but it is also difficult to protect themselves.

“pu…”

Hu Lielie coughed up blood and was in very bad condition.

“Bang…”

At the same time, there was an unprecedented bang. Just now, the Heavenly Dragon’s tail suddenly became stronger, and the waning moon mirror was almost shaken off. Except for Han Yu and Yin Shi 3, the rest were vomiting blood and Hu Liliee was even more dizzy. Died in the past.

With the withdrawal of Mo Xiaoxiao and Hu Lilielie, coupled with the clearing of hands and the injuries of the others, the formidable power of the Waning Moon Mirror began to diminish, making it even more unable to withstand the formidable power of Heavenly Dragon’s tail.

“crackle ……”

Suddenly, on the shield, there was a crack like thin hair.

The pupils of Miao Shou Qing and the others shrank suddenly, and a look of horror appeared on their faces. Once the shield breaks open, everyone will be attacked by Heavenly Dragon’s tail, with disastrous consequences.

Everyone gritted their teeth and tried their best to restore the formidable power of the waning moon mirror, and the cracks began to heal.

But a dignified haze rises in everyone’s hearts. Maintaining the current formidable power of the Waning Moon Mirror consumes too much Origin Qi. Everyone can’t hold on for long and can only pray secretly, hoping that Heavenly Dragon’s tail will be able to do it before everyone is exhausted. Disperse.

However, things tended to develop in the worst direction. After Yu Bagkong fainted, Heavenly Dragon’s tail was still extremely powerful, and there was no momentum at all. There was a crack in the place where it broke just now. Even if a few people use 100% of their power, they still can’t stop the trend of cracks continuing to expand.

“Thirty-three brothers, what should we do?” Guisi exclaimed, with blood blisters in his mouth constantly, and his viscera was shocked.

Yin Shi3 didn’t answer, and he couldn’t do anything about it.

No one would have thought that they would have encountered Heavenly Dragon wagging their tails with such a bad luck, and they were directly trapped in the center, with no chance to escape. The only way now is how long they can hold on.

A ruthless look flashed in Han Yu’s eyes, and suddenly he let go of his hand holding Miaoshouqing.

“Big Brother Han?” Miao Shouqing was shocked, thinking that Han Yu could not hold on.

Han Yu didn’t answer, and pointed out that it was a sword, and quickly carved out a set of formation marks to envelop a few people. In a short time, the Yishan formation mark became the size of a fingertip and was held by Han Yu.

“Brother Han (Big Brother Han)…” Yin Shi3 and the others exclaimed. Without their help, Han Yu was able to urge the waning mirror with Han Yu’s strength. How could he resist Heavenly Dragon’s tail?

It’s just that they are trapped in the formation mark bullet and cannot contact Han Yu. Although the formidable power of the formation mark projectile cannot stop Yin Shi3 and the others at all, they dare not rush out rashly now. No one knows why Han Yu did this, so he was afraid of rushing out, and instead broke Han Yu’s major event.

Han Yu holds the formation mark projectile in his right hand and grabs the waning moon mirror with his left hand.

“Bang…”

Suddenly, the terrifying storm of Heavenly Dragon waving its tail rushed on Han Yu’s body like a monstrous flood, and then Han Yu’s body was like duckweed in the sea, letting it swing.

“Puff puff puff …”

The clothes on Han Yu burst into pieces, and the whirlwind was like a wind knife, slashing frantically on Han Yu’s body.

“shua!”

Suddenly, a monstrous flame emerged from Han Yu, burning the sky and the earth.

“Boom…”

In the storm, there was a terrifying explosion. The flame was actually forcibly in the tail of the Heavenly Dragon, burning a piece of Heaven and Earth of its own, which is better than the tail of the Heavenly Dragon.

I saw Han Yu holding a bright red feather in his hand, and the flames were surging from above the feather, like a fountain gushing out. This is the Phoenix feather.

Han Yu shouted and dashed away. The flame cleared ahead, nothing could stop.

The consumption of Han Yu by urging Phoenix feathers is terrifying. He doesn’t know whether he can break out of the range of Heavenly Dragon’s tail within the time he can persist, but at this moment, this is the only way.

This is cutting off one’s means of retreat, the choice of life or death.