Soul Emperor Martial God

"Kirin." In the distance, the old man shouted loudly.

That is the sound of the East raging.

"The same race, you..."

If it goes on like this, it’s not more than half an hour at most. All the members of the Eastern family here, the strong of all races, will be completely absorbed by the thunder and blue leaves. They will die directly, not to mention the corpse, even the spirit. It's impossible to leave half a point for knowledge.

"Grandpa, you don't understand." Dongfang Qilin interrupted with angrily.

"I, the Oriental Kylin, was born destined to be the strongest person on this continent, overlooking the world."

"These ants." Dongfang Qilin looked frantically at the countless elite human races around him.

"What use are they?"

"It's useless, then it will become a stepping stone for my Oriental Kylin's growth, why not?"

"The members of the Eastern family are all dead, but as long as there is one day of my Eastern Kylin, the Eastern family will return to its former glory, and even become the strongest family in the mainland under my leadership."

"I will surpass you, surpass the ancestors of the past."

"Grandpa, you should be happy."

The last sound was a crazy question and a crazy command.

When the voice fell, the unicorn angry beast rose into the sky again.

Dongfang Kuanglan's tone stagnated, looking at the giant beast flying above his head that covered the sky and covered the sun in his eyes, he felt powerless, and his whole person seemed countless old.

The battle on the sky broke out again.

Everyone's eyes also looked up.

No one expected that the battle of the changing sky would suddenly develop to such a point.

Chilong was originally the hope of the Demon Region.

Oriental Kylin was not only the hope of the Eastern family, but also the hope of the entire Zhongyu.

This battle of changing sky, at this moment, has become a battle of these two hopes.

Winner, loser... No, there is no good result anymore.

No matter who wins or loses, all the elite and powerful here, whether the human race or the demon race, will only die.

Everyone will become the two giant beasts on the top of the sky, the stepping stones of these two hopes, and the ‘power’ for their growth.

A long time ago, almost all of them placed their hopes on these two hopes.

They are now doing what they want.

However, the result is no longer what they thought at the beginning.

The price for these two hopes to grow thoroughly is...the lives of all their souls!

...

The battle of the giant beasts on the sky lasted more than ten minutes.

A change happened suddenly.

The two giant beasts were already injured.

Those hideous and huge claw marks, shocking lightning and flame scorch marks.

Suddenly, boom...

There was a huge roar.

The huge unicorn angry beast was swept away by the huge black dragon.

"Tsk tusk." Chilong's voice resounded through the world.

"Oriental Kylin, you still disappoint me too much."

"You are too weak, so weak that you only deserve to fight with me for less than half an hour."

Below.

The silver dragons, who had been eyeing them, were overjoyed instantly, "The young master has won."

"The Oriental Kylin is defeated."

"Now, still..."

The cold gazes of the silver dragons and dragons suddenly looked at the eight main hall masters and the eastern storm again.

"It's better to eat these old humans first, lest nights have many dreams."

Roar...Silver dragons, with their mouth wide open again, attacked the eight main hall masters.

"Master." In the distance, Changtian Wine Demon, Wuxin Juzhu and others, their expressions changed drastically.

Now, there is no such powerful black flame lying between the two; however, it is the more troublesome Lan Ye addition.

Don't talk about their shots, the rapid loss of vitality from their bodies makes them extremely weak.

Heiyan swept all the demon races, except for the demon monarch, a group of old demon veterans, and the demon veterans.

Lan Ye clings to the elites of all races, except for the supreme power of the palace masters.

Hei Tan and Lan Ye cannot contaminate the powerhouses of this level.

Of course, there are no blue leaves attached to them, there are Dongfang Jinglong, Dongfang Jinglei, and Dongfang Zhi and Dongfang Wu.

However, this is only because the four of them are relatives of Oriental Kylin.

In the audience, who else can take action to protect the main hall master?

The answer is yes.

Cang...

A crisp sound, a sharp sword, came out violently, between the eight main hall masters and a hundred silver dragons.

Sword sound, like a beautiful sound.

As Jianming passed by, the air ripples and strands made people dazzled, and even the speed of the hundreds of silver dragons was not consciously slow.

That... is Wangyoujian.

That figure is Mo You.

Under the sword emperor's origin, Lan Ye couldn't attach to Mo You either.

"Master, the disciple will protect you well." Mo You turned his head slightly and looked at Senior Luo.

Senior Luo didn't say a word, still his face was light and indifferent.

"A little human being?" Hundreds of silver dragons looked at the people and sneered disdainfully.

"Never mind, just one more feast."

Roar…

Hundreds of silver dragons swallowed again.

boom…

Mo You suddenly exploded in momentum.

The increase of the Sword Emperor's origin surpassed the limit his body can bear at this moment, but it also gave him enough combat power.

"Puff." Mo You spit out blood, his face pale.

But after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he defended himself with one sword.

"A group of evil animals, get out." Mo You's sword sound trembled, like a tidal sword sound, and strongly photographed the surrounding silver dragons.

Senior Luo looked at the young figure ten steps away in front of him, frowning slightly, although he was still indifferent, but his coldness was slightly weaker.

"Mo You." In the distance, he exclaimed clearly.

A figure in white clothes suddenly leaped from the elite of the far east.

"Sister." Dongfang Dance exclaimed.

Dongfang Zhi did not look back, "Wu'er, father and the others are guarded by members of the Eastern family, there will be no danger, and there is no need for me to be there."

Within a few breaths, Dongfang Zhi passed through the sword sound and came to Mo You's side.

"What are you going crazy? You can't participate in the battle here." Dongfang Zhi caught Mo You's sword holding arm.

"Zhi'er, get out of the way." Mo You's arm shook, and a sword struck out.

A silver phoenix dragon rushed through the sound of the sword, ate it straight, and was slammed back by a sword.

The silver lion clan, all ninety thousand levels, plus their talents, have the strength of the top ten monster masters.

Such a top-notch 90,000 Dao powerhouse, and still nearly a hundred, how can Mo You block all of them?

Wow...

Dongfang Zhi put out his hands together, wisps of white brilliance, overflowing a hundred meters.

The silver phoenix dragon, who was originally extremely fierce, suddenly stagnated again, and his face was painful, his powerful body could not stop these weird brilliance, and his spiritual sense seemed to be pulled out.

Although the silver lizard family has strong talents, it is not equal to the prestige of Baizhihua.

But... it seems that that's all.

There are also a few silver dragons, breaking through like the sound of a sword, and coming straight.

Mo You slashed out with a sword, shaking back again and again.

But one of them came with one claw.

Dongfang Zhi spewed out blood, and there were already a few hideous claw marks on his body.

If it hadn't been for her quick reaction just now, she had escaped the fatal blow, and now, she was afraid that she had been divided and died.

"Zhi'er." Mo You backhanded with a sword. He was also a peerless sword repairer, and he was a strong sword repairer who had made countless Tianjiao look up to him.

With a backhand sword, with almost terrifying sword power, it instantly penetrated the head of this giant silver beast.

Kill with one sword.

"Zhi'er, you go first." Mo You held the sword in one hand and took a step forward, blocking Dongfang Zhi behind him.

Like Chao Jianyin, it seemed to be a bit more ferocious again, forcibly blocking the surrounding silver dragon.

"Don't go, you don't go, and I won't go either." Dongfang Zhi said in a deep voice, pressing his injury with one hand.

He was covered in white clothes, already stained red with blood.

But at the moment, the Qingcheng face was full of seriousness and determination.

"Zhi'er." Mo You's complexion was complex, and no longer spoke, he forgot the sword in his hand and held it tighter.

His body's momentum rose a little again, but his face was even more pale.

"If you increase the Sword Emperor's original source even more, it will kill you alive." Dongfang Zhi gritted his teeth.

Mo You remained silent, holding a sword in one hand, and fighting the silver dragon.

"Is it worth it?" Dongfang Zhi's face was frosty for a moment, and then suddenly looked back, plucking people's gaze and hitting Senior Luo directly.

"Where is Xiao Yi the little thief you have been counting on?"

"Why not let him protect the safety of your old thing?"

"If it weren't for you to have been partial and give him all the good things, Mo You's strength today, why not be afraid of all the wicked animals around him."

"Why fight back now to protect you?"

"If you have the ability, let that little thief come to rescue you; it's a pity that he is now like a tortoise with a shrunken head."

Dongfang Zhi said coldly, but still turned his head, hands out, Bai Zhihua's soul-absorbing power exploded to the extreme.

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