Mixed Miners

噗噗噗~~”

Standing on the top of the green faucet, Yang Ling’s head spurted out with five colored lights, and turned into a five-handed, nearly 20-meter-long colored sword shadow that fell from a dragon’s head.

"嗷~~" Xiaolong made a terrible, huge body like a thunder, and suddenly trembled, a large amount of blood was sprayed from the head and nose of the skull, and then swayed like drunkenness. The other few Warcraft broke into the sea of ​​clouds.

"Boom~"

The 10,000-meter-long dragon is like a big mountain on the ground, and the tens of thousands of kilometers of the ground are trembled. The dense trees are shattered, and even the tumultuous clouds are pushed out by hundreds of kilometers. Showing a messy and huge open space.

Just as a group of Warcraft law is ready to hit the water dog again, suddenly a strange breath emanates from the dragon, and the surrounding space is sticky like a mire. A group of demons seem to be drunk and lose their direction. Many direct dizziness The eyes are falling.

"Be careful~" Several of the gang leaders squatted and retreated, and the statue behind them ignited the blazing fire.

The power of the rules?

Yang Ling feels this breath almost at the same time, and this breath is very complicated, mixed with a bit of time and space power, but not pure.

In the black light flashing, a black tower virtual shadow descended from the sky, and it turned into a 10,000-meter-sized scorpion, and the four heads of the dragon were covered. At the same time, the blue-colored giant wheel emerged and turned gently. A bronze palace landed in the air, and suddenly surrounded by strange atmosphere. The smash that was twisted.

"吼~吼~"

The dragon was pressed under the bronze palace, the huge body continued to roll, and the four heads slammed into the bronze palace. With the loud noise, the soul tower of the town swayed violently, and there was a crack in the bronze palace.

"God of India, Shadow Kill ~" The statue behind the head of a migh singer spurts a black light, and the wind blows into the length of a kilometer. A dark blade of light falls from the sky, and squats on the huge body of the dragon.

"噗嗤~"

The black light and shadow collapsed, the scales splashed, and a hundred meters long wound appeared on the dragon. The purple blood flowed like a small river, and the twisted body was everywhere.

"哐~哐~"

Under the pain, Xiaolong became extremely violent, screaming for several consecutive violent impacts. As the cracks on the bronze palace became more and more obvious, the base of the soul tower of the town began to show signs of collapse.

I rely on! !

Yang Ling was shocked and quickly put away the town soul tower.

The soul tower of the town is the control center of the soul world. It is the link between the soul industry and the system. If the soul tower collapses, it is estimated that the soul of the town will also lose control. The consequences are unimaginable. Yang Ling is afraid to take risks.

"斩~" is almost the moment to put away the soul tower of the town, a colorful light ejected from his eyebrows, and Chen Feijian turned into a kilometer size and smashed down the neck of Xiaolong.

"噗~"

The dragon that had just left the soul tower of the town had too much time to react. The hook of Chen Feijian was squatting on the neck of one of the skulls. A **** splash, a huge crack in the neck and a small half of the neck were smashed. opened.

"God print, blood kill ~"

"God of India, Split Soul~"

"God print, bone spur ~"

......

At the same time as Chen Feijian went down, several of the gang leaders also released their magical killing skills. The huge blood blade, knife wheel and bone thorn fell on the huge body of the dragon.

Under the continuous heavy blow, Xiaolong's body cracked several huge wounds, the flesh rolled and the scales cracked, and the purple-red blood water rushed out like a river, and it poured out in a place, and it was within a few tens of kilometers. Almost turned into a blood marsh.

"嗷~~"

The huge body of Xiaolong tumbling and supporting, and could not care for the blood flowing like a waterfall. The four heads like a hill stared at Yangling and several gang leaders, and the ray of the group blew in the huge eyes. That is anger, the anger of the rule is burning that cannot be suppressed.

The two sides hit this point, according to the urine of these beasts coming in along the way, the possibility of escaping is almost zero. Even if they want to run to give up, it is definitely Yangling’s invaders. Eight heads, the end is not endless, and dying will blow your face.

Since it is not dead, Yang Ling will not let go of this opportunity. At this time, although the dragon is still fierce, and may have provoked blood more ferocious, but suffered so severely, it is simply a waste of the big move.

Above the planet, the genius can't sense the atmosphere of the underworld. Naturally, it can't accept the power of the gods, deputies, and gods through their respective statues. Therefore, releasing the gods and killing will consume a lot of the original power of the statue. Once in a while, when the statue is too weak, it will lose its fighting effect, and the statues of the heads of the genius have passed through a billion years of inheritance. The above forces have almost been consumed and the power is almost the weakest. The point of use, this time is also holding a desperate posture, because Yang Ling's identity, but also because he can immediately leave this ghost place that has been sleepy for a billion years.

The Qinglong law swooped up, and the huge body entangled the dragon, snarling with a big mouth and biting the neck of the skull that was injured and smashed.

"吼~"

At the same time as Qinglong rushed up, Xiaolong couldn’t hold back his anger again, roaring and slamming up and smashing together with Qinglong. Two thousand meters of body tumbling in the clouds~www.readwn.com~ large swath of forest in the body Under the crushing, it turned into dust, and the sea of ​​clouds rolled in all directions in the violent tumbling impact, revealing tens of thousands of kilometers of blank space.

Qinglong bites the dragon's neck and does not loosen his mouth. At the same time, the four giant claws are desperately trying to grasp the plane on the wound of the dragon. The black scales are wrapped in blood and splashed hundreds of kilometers like a rainstorm.

The dragon's painful body continued to linger, and the other three heads opened three big mouths and began to bite on the green dragon. In the slap, the scales of the dragon body were also torn off in large chunks, and the tears were broken. The rules and atmosphere of the stocks are constantly invading Yangling Shenhai, and suddenly the whole Shenhai has begun to become like a quagmire.

I rely on your uncle, what is the rule of what is this?

A few minutes later, Yang Ling felt that the soul had signs of getting out of control. After hesitating, he bit his teeth, and his mind was moving. A black and white flame was sprayed in the mouth of Qinglong, and the head of the dragon was injured in an instant.

"嗷~~~"

Under the burning of black and white flames, Xiaolong continued to roar, and his mouth opened more madly to bite the dragon, and the strange atmosphere invading Yangling Shenhai was even more violent.