Primal Chaos Ancestral Dragon Secret Art

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Under the cracked earth, there is an incomparable gigantic dark cave where the demon qi is soaring, and the rising demon power sweeps the sky like a tsunami.

A strong and varied Demon Race powerhouse, with a bloody red dice, looks towards the surface.

And Long Hao and the others are watching them.

At that moment, there was a brief stagnation in time and space.

Everyone, including Luo Ting, is a horror.

Sensing the demon power that is rolling up, the incomparable tyrannical overbearing, is also full of strong suffocation, not at all weaker than everyone present.

“Demon General, all of them are Demon General!”

A Purple Heaven disciple, not yet awake from the horror explosion, saw a large number of Demon General, densely packed in the cave, not even two hundred.

So many Demon Generals were entrenched in the depths of their battles, and no one found out at the beginning.

Purple clothed woman, swept them a cold look, almost gasped back.

“These wastes, the head of the head and the tail are ignored, if you delay the plan of this Princess, you will die!”

Purple clothed The woman’s heart is very angry, I really want to slap the exposed Demon Race powerhouse all dead.

In fact, those Demon General are also somewhat irritating.

They were hiding in the dark, and the urge to suppress the killer did not jump out. As a result, it was inexplicably bombarded by a terrifying attack.

They also have a hard time to say.

“How is it possible? Did Dark Blue Fang Island’s Demon Race not be cleaned up by our Four Great Holy Lands?” Luo Ting pupils shrank, feeling strange and shocked.

Not long ago, glare like a tiger watching his prey’s Free and Unfettered Holy Land and Heavenly Sword Holy Land powerhouse, and finally succeeded, captured Demon City in one fell swoop, Demon Race retreated, almost strangled clean.

However, they simply don’t know.

Demon City originally had a large collection of Demon Race powerhouse. If it was a battle, even if Four Great Holy Lands stormed for ten days and a half, it would not be possible to break.

These Demon Race powerhouses, however, were ordered by the purple clothed woman, and they were defeated, hidden in the surrounding mountain range, ready to besiege the Six Great Holy Lands’s discipline.

The two hundred Demon Generals in front of us are just a small part, and there are more Demon Races, sporadic scattered between the 1st Layer and the mountain range.

“Is it discovered?”

In the Demon Race powerhouse in the cave, there are several high level Demon General leaders.

Among them are two high level Peak Demon General, comparable to the Golden Core Realm 9th Layer cultivator, the strength of Innate tyrannical, even if compared with Lin Tianshu and Luo Ting and the others, it is not weak.

“The news can’t be leaked, you must kill them all!”

One of the burly, high-level Peak Demon General with a black cloak, the pupil of the skull suddenly condensed, and the killing intent flashed.

Those low level and middle level Demon General, when they heard the order, released the demon power, which is accompanied by the terrifying suffocating, such as the frenzy, which swept Heaven and Earth in an instant.

At this time, Luo Ting and the others’ first reaction was not to escape, nor to temporarily put down their grievances with Long Hao and the others and join forces against the enemy.

“Quick, start the great array and block them all inside!”

Luo Ting’s eyes flashed cold glow, while moving towards the great array of the giant brother and the others.

阎Junior Brother and the others have no hesitation, just hit a path of magic seal, manipulate the formation disk and array banner, and bloom a powerful brilliance, covering All Heavens.

For a moment, Long Hao and the others and those Abyss Demon Race were all blocked.

Long Hao has long heard Yan Lin say that Purple Thunder Holy Land likes to slap the knife behind it. In order to suppress the Big Dipper Holy Land, what means are used.

Like this, using Demon Race powerhouse, murder a person with a borrowed knife, they didn’t do much.

In their eyes, the hatred between Big Dipper Holy Land and even the racial hatred between Abyss Demon Race and beyond.

They did this a thousand years ago, and they still do it after the millennium.

“Damn Purple Thunder Holy Land, Laozi is not a ghost!”

“Work with them, I am self detonate Golden Core, and don’t let them live!”

There are not many dozen Big Dipper disciple left, and there is a strong hatred in the bloody eyes.

“You are on the side, don’t be impulsive. I and Junior Brother Long will block Demon Race. You will fall back to the side of the healing.” Ling Shu couldn’t bear it, and quickly rushed to the front and stopped them.

Her original innocent voice, sweeping through the Abyss Demon Race in front and taking the pleasure in other people’s misfortune’s Purple Heaven disciple, finally covered a cold killing intent.

“Junior Sister Ling Shu ……”

“Senior Sister, we are all seriously injured, we can’t escape at all, let us drag them, you are going to escape!”

“You and Junior Brother Long’s innate talent is extremely high, there is no need to fight with them now, and it will be good to give us revenge in the future.”

Those Aura’s weak, scarred Big Dipper disciple , expression is solemn and resolute.

And selfish, regardless of the sandy side of the natural side of the Luo Ting and the others, simply as different as heaven and earth.

“Noisy, cough cough…”

Wei Liu helped Feng Yang, who was seriously injured, to come out. Although his face was pale, his voice shone with brilliance: “The strength of Junior Brother Long is not something you can imagine. Be honest and look at it…”

As he said, he looked at the purple clothed woman in Void, and the smile suddenly softened: “Not to mention my Goddess are…”

Since Long Hao’s monopoly of Si Kongsheng and the others, Wei Liu has had a blind trust in Long Hao, so even if he is surrounded by a large number of Demon General, he is not worried.

Long Hao stood in Void, and Aura began to rise. He was not in the eye of this level of great array.

“Xiaomiao, you go to help Senior Sister Ling Shu, I am going to break.”

At the crucial moment, Long Xiaomiao was not noisy, and he flew to Ling Shu.

At the same time, Long Hao took another look at the purple clothed woman: “Senior Sister Mu, don’t be idle, let’s take a shot.”

Purple clothed a woman, then nodded.

Just a smile in my heart.

Originally she pretended to be Mu Tianyan and was with Long Hao, but in order to cause the dispute of Six Great Holy Lands as much as possible to complete her own plan.

Now it’s good, I’m going to kill my own family.

It’s a bit of a rock to pick up your own feet.

But for now, she doesn’t want to reveal her identity, she can only shoot.

In the heart, I was stunned by the exposed Demon Race powerhouse.

“These wastes are dead!”

At the thought of these exposed Demon Race, it will affect his plan, and the purple clothed woman’s eyes will also flash.

咻咻xiu…

a path of rapid streamrays, carrying the dynamic demon power fluctuations.

Those Abyss Demon Race are too lazy to manage the grievances between Big Dipper Holy Land and Purple Thunder Holy Land. Anyway, Human Race is their deadly enemy. Since Long Hao and the others are trapped in the great array, they immediately rushed over and thought. Solve them first.