Tyrant Dragon Emperor

"Sure enough!" Jiang Tian shook his head and sighed, his face became extremely deep.

After all, this flying boat is still under the control of the purple-haired man.

From the moment he saw the purple-haired man, he realized that not only would the Soaring Spirit Boat not work in front of this man, it would even turn against him.

Instead of this, it's better to use the tricks and let this treasure make its final contribution.

I just don't know if the next thing will develop as he imagined.

rumble!

Ao Lingzhou returned to the purple-haired man in an instant, and Jin Guangda Fang flapped his wings together and let out a cheerful cry, as if a lost pet had seen its owner.

Jiang Tian sighed secretly in his heart, somewhat reluctant.

It's just that this magic weapon has not been fully controlled by him after all, and there is nothing he can do about it.

Just at this time, the ancestor Youhun's eyes were attracted by the golden light, and he subconsciously looked at the purple-haired man, only to see his face was angry, and his eyes were full of killing intent.

"Extreme arrogance!" Patriarch Youhun yelled sharply, and wanted to make a move.

However, before the words fell, the illusion appeared in front of his eyes!

The "Spiritual Fate Pen" flew in the air, and layers of phantoms fell down wildly. At this moment, there were only pieces of illusory scenes left in her eyes, and everyone on the altar disappeared.

"Hmph! This kind of clumsy illusion again? You're looking for death!"

The Ghost Patriarch smiled deeply.

Aww!

At this moment, a hundred-foot-high ink dragon rushed down with poisonous flames burning through the void.

A jet of black poisonous smoke suddenly spewed out from the mouth, drowning her involuntarily.

"Junior Sister Ninth, hurry up!"

Biyu cried out in a delicate voice.

"die!"

The Bingshan woman waved her long sword coldly, the dazzling golden light pierced through the void, and made a sky-shattering explosion!

boom!

The golden light slashed down madly like a god of heaven, and instantly hit the center of the black poisonous smoke!

The entire altar shook wildly, and the spiritual patterns engraved on the surface flickered randomly.

"Comrades of Qingtian Sect, what are you waiting for?" Hu Ling'er shouted loudly.

Su Wan stepped into the void, and with a flick of the long sword in her hand, streaks of silver light shone in the void!

In an instant, hundreds of sword lights flashed out, and in an instant they merged into one, and a glaring silver flame rose from the surface, slashing down madly!

Boom!

The altar shook violently again, and the spirit patterns on the surface flickered wildly.

However, Su Wan's eyes shrank and her brows frowned.

At the same time, Yun Xianghan's offensive has also begun!

The Baizhang sword light condensed by the Xuanyang Sword slashed straight down through the air, and followed Su Wan's attack in the center of the altar one after another.

Boom!

Rumble!

The violent roar resounded through the void, and the whole altar shook wildly, and there were a few strange "click" sounds faintly, as if something was breaking.

The corners of Yue Nian and Song Xianglan's eyes twitched wildly, and their hearts trembled violently.

Such a frightening attack, assembled by several top geniuses with all their strength, can almost be said to have reached the limit of strength in the "Taixu Martial Realm".

Under this kind of offensive, can Patriarch Ghost really be able to resist?

The two looked at each other, and there were huge waves in their minds, and they couldn't help but want to reveal this suspense.

However, the next moment, a shocking scene appeared!

"Ants! You arrogant ants, die to me!"

Rumble!

A howling sound soared into the sky, and a green beam of light suddenly flew into the air and burst violently.

The powerful spiritual power swept away the remaining offensives of the crowd, and the Ghost Patriarch appeared again.

"Um?"

Hiss!

Everyone backed away one after another and looked intently, but their faces all changed!

The Ghost Patriarch was not killed by them, but it didn't look easy either.

Her rough body, which was taken away from the warriors of the Chiyang Empire, was almost cut off in half by the powerful spiritual power, and her left shoulder and left arm disappeared directly.

The originally high bun has been loosened, and the whole body is stained with blood. The whole person looks extremely terrifying!

But even in this situation, she did not fall, and her aura was still strong, even more ferocious and terrifying than before.

"Death! You all have to die!"

Patriarch Youhun was completely enraged, even though this physical body was not her true self, and she was not satisfied with this body.

But this did not prevent her from being irritated by everyone and falling into a mania.

After everyone was stunned for a while, Patriarch Youhun started to fight back!

Whoosh!

She raised her thick right arm, waved her palm, and a green palm shadow slapped towards Jiang Tian fiercely.

boom!

Before Jiang Tian had time to react, she was slapped squarely, and flew out backwards with a muffled grunt.

puff!

Jiang Tian flew upside down tens of feet away, blood gushed out of his mouth, his eyes filled with horror!

Under the joint attack of everyone, the half-disabled body that the ancestor Youhun took from his house, actually still has such terrifying strength?

Jiang Tian took a breath, purple-gold light flashed all over his body, and the body of the tyrannical dragon suddenly moved, mitigating most of his injuries.

"Huh?" The corners of the ancestor's eyes shrank, surprised at Jiang Tian's immortality, and he was not even seriously injured.

It's just that her hand didn't stop, the slap she just slapped followed the trend, and a blue light swept out towards the midair.

Boom!

Su Wan and Bingshan girl Lengyan saw that the situation was not good, they had already started to retreat, but they were slapped right before they retreated ten feet away.

puff!

Wow!

The two girls each vomited blood, and their breath dropped greatly!

Boom!

The next moment, the ancestor Youhun punched Yun Xianghan with a fist. Fortunately, the girl was prepared and moved the Xuanyang Monument to block in front of her, so she narrowly escaped the catastrophe.

But the Xuanyang Monument suffered this huge blow, but it also fell out, injuring her, but her condition was slightly better, and she did not vomit blood.

As for the other two, Hu Linger and Biyu, the situation is not so good.

"Bad maid! Die!"

The ghost ancestor's figure flickered, and his remnant body rushed into the air!

Bang bang bang!

Scenes of remaining illusions all collapsed and turned into nothingness.

"Not good!" Hu Ling'er's face changed drastically, and she raised her hand to recall the "Lingyuan Pen".

Although the effect of this treasure is miraculous, it can confuse even a martial artist in the Mysterious Void Realm, but with her cultivation base, it is really laborious to use it continuously in a short period of time.

But the facts proved that the Ghost Patriarch was obviously not affected, and this treasure lost its meaning.

However, before she had time to take back the treasure, a green light flashed in midair, and the right hand of Patriarch Youhun had already reached out, grabbing the body of the pen firmly.

Buzz!

The Lingyuan pen struggled, but fell into silence as the ancestor Youhun exhaled green aura.

As soon as Hu Ling'er's face changed, she saw a terrifying scene!

Click!

Patriarch Youhun opened his mouth wide and bit it off!

"No!" Hu Ling'er shouted anxiously, heartbroken.

This is a personal treasure given to her by the Mistress of the Promise Palace, she is reluctant to use it unless necessary, she did not expect it to be broken after being used just once today.

Hiss!

The corners of everyone's eyes twitched wildly, and they all gasped!

The Ghost Patriarch was really fierce, and with the power of his body, he forcibly bit off the top-level magic weapon "Lingyuan Pen".

However, this body is not the deity after all, while biting off the Lingyuan pen, several teeth were also broken.

It's just that there is no need to care about the physical body that has been taken away.