Chapter 215 Red Dragon Candle

Nakasu.

Haunted Forest.

The flames are still going on, the situation is turbulent, and the space is tortuous.

Ye Zong glanced at the surrounding walls, his chest undulating violently...

why…

Why didn't they escape in the face of life and death crisis? !

Before, he did not hesitate to abandon the army and ran away!

An indescribable emotion blocked his throat and eyes, making his eye sockets wet and trembling all over!

That feeling is really uncomfortable.

This wayward and violent young monarch stared in front of him blankly, looking at the tragic eyes...

Po Qianfeng’s bloody face, Ye Sancry and Huo Linyue’s backs supporting each other, Yao Jing Xingjun tried hard to open the formation...

There is also the sea of ​​blood and the corpses leaning against the mountains, all of them are soldiers of his Golden-winged Great Peng clan!

No matter how unruly adolescents, they will eventually experience something at a certain moment and grow up instantly in the cruelest and most memorable way.

Ye Zong is like that.

His body was shaking badly, and a consciousness called "responsibility" appeared in his mind for the first time!

He is the king of a race, it should be him who came to protect his people!

"I don't want you to die for me!"

Ye Zong's eyes were red, and he let out a low growl.

Lielie golden light burst from his body, and the wind was surging in an instant.

There was a long sound!

Sorrowful, high-pitched, straight to Nine Heavens!

It's the cry of Dapeng!

Ye Zong's body skyrocketed to several tens of feet in an instant, his head turned into a Zhengrong Peng head, and his arms turned into golden wings. In a flash, a huge Golden-winged Great Peng appeared!

The golden inscription on the forehead proclaims his noble king bloodline.

He was forced out of the ontology!

With a bang, the rope bound on his body exploded suddenly!

Ye Zong opened the golden wings that were immature but could cover thousands of meters, using his flesh and blood to resist the sky attack.

A monstrous hatred ignited in the angry red eyes.

"The green-faced old demon, I have fought with you!"

He desperately rushed towards the ghost emperor Luo Da, bursting with energy, setting off a majestic beacon.

The Golden-winged Great Peng clan is so scared!

Hate mixed with anger, igniting their fighting spirit.

Even the king is so desperate, how can they shrink? The Golden-winged Great Peng tribe is a brazen and fearless race!

"Little baby, how can you compete with my Emperor Shura?"

"Die!"

Luo Tu Ghost Emperor declared Ye Zong's destiny without any emotion.

He used the Seng Luo ghost knife to slash out the power of the collapsed sky.

Ye Zong let out a shocking cry.

Facing the sword light that could destroy him, he was afraid...

I was so afraid that I was trembling all over!

But in his immature red pupil, there is the firmness of reluctance to turn back!

The entire Golden-winged Great Peng clan mobilized everyone, all their energy, to deal with the peerless attack of the Ludha ghost emperor.

Everyone embraced the will to see death as home.

Just when the ghost knife that could kill a million people struck...

Just at the very moment...

"Boom!"

There was a huge sound in the sky!

Then...

The corner of the sky collapsed!

An ink red storm roared from the corner of the sky.

It was like a red hot meteor.

That is!

A red dragon full of hundreds of feet!

The dragon's horns are magnificent, the dragon's body is winding, and in the huge dragon's mouth, there is a shining candle.

The dragon of candlestick is called the dragon of candlesticks!

The dragon waved its tail and smashed the blow of the ghost king of Luotu!

The candle dragon hovered high in the sky, and the sky was filled with luck, and the radiant light covered the whole land.

The darkness was swallowed, and there was only endless light.

The ghosts are afraid of the sun, and they all flinch in terror!

The situation is reversed immediately!

"Master!"

"It's the Master who made the shot!"

Ye Zong slapped his wings ecstatically, and suddenly a storm of turbulence was set off.

That candle dragon is exactly the symbol of Wushuangzong!

The Golden-winged Great Peng clan also boiled instantly.

Lu Sect Leader, the favor my clan owes you is nothing in return!

Po Qianfeng clenched his fist fiercely and suppressed his excitement forcibly.

Feng Yueshuang absolutely took a look, now they owe four favors...

The King of Ghosts feels a glimmer of majestic energy from Heavenly Dao!

That energy made him tremble!

impossible……

In this world, he is the most powerful existence, who else would make him shudder? !

"It's just pretending to be a fool!"

The ghost emperor Luo Da shouted angrily, the ghost claws clenched, the heavens and the earth agitated, and the surging Black Sea poured out toward the forest!

This Black Sea is very corrosive!

As the sea washed over, trees, mountains or people disappeared without a trace!

The Black Sea rushed towards the candle dragon.

The dragon turned into a red storm, and the black candle in its mouth turned into a copybook.

The copybook obscures the sun and the moon!

There is a word on it, written with golden pen, ancient and majestic, for...

The word "cross"!

"Zhu Xie Book" crossing characters, the method of crossing the world!

The copybook glowed with dazzling golden light.

A vast Zen rhyme slowly radiates, that is, the breath of transition!

Crossing people, crossing oneself, crossing ghosts, crossing the world!

Crossing, the world is greedy and hateful.

Crossing, the world is madly angry.

Everyone is bathed in the light of the world, the light is calm and calm, and the dark is angry into anger!

"Look, that is?!"

Suddenly, Master Yao Jing Xing looked up at the sky and exclaimed.

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