I create a sacred dragon on the National Games battlefield

Under the gaze of the audience in the live broadcast room.

The owner of Ziling City was like a little chicken, his neck was broken by Xiao Yun and he died.

The corpse was thrown on the ground casually, splashing a cloud of dust.

Seeing this scene, Alexander in the old castle in England became more and more gloomy.

"This kid's strength is progressing too fast, right?"

"If this continues, the plan will have to be started in advance."

suddenly.

Xiao Yun felt a wave of energy coming from behind him, almost exactly the same as Zifei before.

You don't need to think about it to know that the other party must have sent someone again.

At this time, Xiao Yun's fighting spirit was boiling, and his strength seemed to be inexhaustible.

Why is it so.

It is precisely because the killing of the ancestral dragon - the ancient blood spirit dragon is the master of the way of killing and blood, the killing just now made Xiao Yun's hidden rule power in his body faintly showing signs of awakening.

Xiao Yun just stood there quietly, waiting for the other party to arrive.

This scene made the Blue Star audience in the live broadcast room excited.

"I'm going, does City Master Xiao Yun want to challenge all the city masters in the Purple Spirit War Zone by himself?"

With the passing of this barrage, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was instantly ignited.

"This, this is too domineering!"

"Come on, City Lord Xiao Yun, kill all those beasts in the Ziling war zone!"

At this time, Blue Star was united like never before, and the bullet screens were all in support of Xiao Yun.

It didn't take long.

As the white light group slowly floated out, when the light dissipated, Zifeng appeared in front of everyone.

His sharp gaze swept over Xiao Yun, and he said coldly.

"Hmph, boy, you are brave enough to not run away."

"This time, my city lord, I will return a hundred times the insult you caused to my purple spirit war zone before!"

When he saw someone coming, it turned out to be the No. 20 Zifeng City Lord.

The people in the Ziling war zone finally let go of their concerns.

It seems that this farce can finally come to an end.

Zifeng's voice just fell.

Then he raised the Xuan-rank mace in his hand and rushed towards Xiao Yun, in the process of sprinting.

The purple awns all over the body won a big victory.

On the exposed skin, dark purple stripes emerged, finally connecting together.

Form an ancient rune pattern.

Afterwards, a trembling and terrifying aura emanated from the whole body.

The ability is exactly the same as that of Zilong who fought against Heiyu in front of Dragon City before.

The strength has almost doubled.

Just when he was still ten meters away from Xiao Yun, the purple mace in his hand suddenly smashed hard to the ground.

boom -

Accompanied by the collapse of earth and rocks on the ground, streaks of dazzling purple light merged into the ground from the mace.

The originally gray-brown land turned purple in an instant, and then condensed into crystals, soaring into the sky.

It swept towards Xiao Yun who was in the center.

in the live room.

The people in the Ziling war zone exclaimed loudly.

"Look, that's Lord Zifeng's fame stunt——Amethyst Funeral!"

"The city lord of the three-star battle zone who fought against us last time was crushed to a pulp on the spot by this move."

"Haha! Let that kid die so happily, isn't it too cheap for him?"

Xiao Yun looked at the endless amethysts that covered the sky and covered the sun, and a brilliant light flashed in his eyes.

dark road.

"It's no loss that he is a real strong man in the Ziling war zone, and he is not comparable to those old fools at all."

At the moment, he is also using his real skills.

【Blood escape】

Under everyone's eyes.

Xiao Yun suddenly turned into a blood shadow and rushed towards Zifeng. During this period, all the purple crystals that swept over seemed to hit the air.

It didn't help at all.

This scene surprised Zifeng, and he immediately wanted to distance himself from Xiao Yun.

However, Xiao Yun, who had turned into a blood shadow, was as fast as lightning, and he had already rushed in front of him before he could make the slightest movement.

Zifeng's pupils shrank slightly, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Looking helplessly at Xiao Yun who walked out from the shadow of blood, his whole body was enveloped by streaks of extremely thick blood energy.

Just like a prison blood demon god.

Just looking at him, his whole body trembles unconsciously.