Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

But immediately, the purple smoke emitted from the dragon scales rendered the golden light into purple light, turning the golden Qianjun Shengyi into a deep purple that is exactly the same as the scales of the dragon.

In the next second, there was an earth-shaking roar from inside the chessboard.

The purple light rushed straight into the sky, rising to a height of tens of meters, floating behind Xiao Lin, and stunned everyone who rushed forward.

Yan Kunlun's face changed, and she couldn't help gritting her teeth.

The two huge wings spread out first, and the purple smoke directly turned into a fierce and evil abyssal dragon, standing in the very center of the Sun Moon Temple.

The abyssal dragon suddenly appeared, causing everyone present to be shocked.

A smile came up at the corner of Xiao Lin's mouth, and he leaped to the back of the magic dragon, looking at the deep purple Qianjun Shengyi in his palm, with excitement and enthusiasm on his face.

Previously in the god mound, facing the siege of the two god-tier kings Venus and Hermes, he was almost driven to despair.

Fortunately, the undead army suddenly appeared, defeating the two gods steadily, only to turn themselves into peace.

Xiao Lin had almost lost consciousness at that time, but he clearly remembered that it was the corpse king's Demon Sword that was flew by Hermes and just pierced into the Saint Yi of the Thousand Army before summoning the undead army.

Since then, he has faintly guessed, and now he has summoned the abyssal dragon with the scales of the fused dragon, which further shows that Xiao Lin's conjecture is correct.

Qianjun Shengyi is the treasure of the gods, and its most powerful ability is to summon all living beings for his own use.

Incorporating the corpse king magic sword of the ancestor of the zombies, the queen, summoned an army of tens of thousands of undead.

Incorporating the scales of the dragon, the abyssal dragon that has been annihilated can be reproduced in the world.

If you wait until the future, you can merge with a more precious treasure, you will definitely be able to exert a stronger force.

It can be said that as long as you have a Thousand Army Shengyi, you are equivalent to mastering the entire world!

The abyss demon dragon let out a loud roar that contained Xingyun, causing the entire Sun Moon Temple to be shocked.

Yan Kunlun's face was blue, and he gritted his teeth with anger: "Xiao Lin, do you think that with this trick, we can deal with the Sun Moon God Society?"

"If you have the courage, you can come forward and try."

Xiao Linju condescendingly stared at the people of the Sun Moon God Society, and said lightly: "It just happens to let you feel how terrifying the danger I experienced in the tomb of the living dead."

"Don't leave Qianjun Shengyi today, don't want to leave alive!"

Yan Kunlun said angrily: "Kill me!"

All the disciples shuddered by the power of the magic dragon, but Yan Kunlun gave an order, they still had to sacrifice the Magical Item and rush forward.

Xiao Lin put his hand on the horns of the abyssal dragon, and said lightly: "Let them see how good you are."

The abyssal dragon nodded slightly, suddenly opened its mouth in the blood basin, and ejected fiery balls of fire.

The disciples who rushed to the front were instantly engulfed by the fire, annihilated into scum and ashes.

In an instant, the entire Sun Moon Temple turned into a raging sea of ​​fire, making Yan Kunlun and others all have to rely on Magical Item to float in the air to prevent being burned to ashes by the fire.

"You beast, don't be mad!"

Yan Ling yelled angrily, drew his sword from his waist, leaped desperately, and slashed towards the neck of the abyssal dragon.

"Lingxu, don't come close!"

Yan Kunlun's face was blue, and he roared in despair.

But for himself, a baby son who has been spoiled since childhood and has a natural trust, his reminder is obviously too late.

Yan Lingxu exhausted all his strength, and the Jianfeng Spirit Power condensed and slashed heavily on the neck of the abyss dragon.

But with this full-strength sword, he couldn't even cut through the hard case of the magic dragon. On the contrary, he shook his mouth numb.

"Yan Kunlun, in order to force me to help you get down to the Tomb of the Living Dead and take Shengyi of the Thousand Army, you kidnapped my companion and tortured her all over. You have to pay the price of blood for your despicable behavior!"

The abyssal dragon waved his hand and grabbed Yan Lingxu in his own dragon's claws.

Compared with the huge body of the Devil Dragon, Yan Lingxu was like a tiny mouse, constantly hacking the Devil Dragon's arm with a sword, but he could not hurt a single hair at all.

Xiao Lin summoned the Demon King's Demon Sword from the storage ring, holding the hilt in both hands, and slashing suddenly, the hostility on the blade condensed into a dark and sharp crescent, and went straight to Yan Lingxu.

The crescent moon passed through the middle, and Yan Lingxu's body was instantly divided into two from the middle, and the flesh and blood were annihilated into powder. After killing Yan Lingxu, Sword Qi still did not stop, and went straight to the distant King Caitian and Jiutianwang. And Yan Kunlun three left.

"President, be careful!"

The faces of Caitianwang and Jiutianwang changed, and they were busy offering their Magic Treasures.

And Yan Kunlun didn't dare to be careless, and condensed a light shield to surround the three of them. All three of them used all their best to defend, and the black crescent hit it, bursting open with a "bang".

The next second, the solid light shield shattered, and all three of them collapsed in a pool of blood, scarred and dying.

Yan Kunlun's face was full of incredible horror. He stood up desperately to escape, but the Meridians all over him were destroyed by Jian Feng's hostility. At this time, his body couldn't move, let alone escaped.

The rest of the disciples were silent one by one, all of them retreated around the temple, not daring to step forward in one step.

President Yan’s Cultivation Base reached the sixtieth divine rank, and he was one of the best masters in the entire Nanzhou. In front of this man, President Yan never even possessed the power of a combination.

If they rushed up bravely, it would be no different from sending them to death.

Xiao Lin looked around the crowd, and the abyssal dragon under his feet turned into purple smoke, slowly drifting away. The scales of the dragon and the golden chessboard fell into his hands, and then he returned to the storage ring.

"Yan Kunlun, today I have the right to spare you my life."

Xiao Lin glanced at Yan Kunlun in the pool of blood, and said lightly: "People are not sages, so I can give you a chance to reflect."

"You can understand that I am soft-hearted, but if you Sun Moon God will offend me again next time, you won't be so lucky."

After that, Xiao Lin beckoned, and said with a faint smile: "Luo Qian, when are you going to hide?"

Luo Qian walked out of the dark in a rush, "Master Xiao..."

"This kid is a good seed, I will take it away."

Xiao Lin leaned over and patted Yan Kunlun on the shoulder, with a kind smile on his face: "Yan Kunlun, as a cultivator, it's not easy to cultivate to this level. You should know how to be a master of current affairs, you guys. The future fate of the Sun Moon God Society depends on your performance."

After that, Xiao Lin didn't bother to delay time, and turned Luo Qian away.

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