Chapter 92 The terrifying dragon flesh is actually him!!

A flash of blue light flashed.

Attached to the Mirage Tower, it galloped straight upwards.

The speed is so fast that only afterimages can be captured.

The air was torn apart, making a sonic boom.

“What a speed!”

“Stop him!”

The one who is the first in speed is a holy son of the ancient will.

This holy son, since entering the ancient ruins, has been unknown and unremarkable.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, such a fast speed actually burst out.

Twice as fast as everyone else.

So, the hand becomes the head bird after the bird.

The holy sons on the same plane have a tacit understanding with each other, and at the same time strike at the first holy son.

Time.

The brilliance of the Royal Beast Master’s skill shone in most of the sky.

Spiritual power fluctuations formed a storm, as if even the space was about to be shattered!

The number one Holy Son, in the face of these attacks, his face changed.

Immediately.

There are words in the mouth.

A soft earthy yellow glow bloomed on his body, adding a touch of heaviness to him.

Fourth-order earth armor!

The defense power is close to the fifth order!

Boom!

The attacks fell one after another, absorbed by the treasure armor, and disintegrated.

The First Son looked ecstatic.

The next moment.

The armor is covered with frost, flames, and arcs.

“It’s so heavy!”

This holy son was suddenly startled, and only felt that the treasure armor on his body was no longer light, but as heavy as poured with molten steel.

The speed dropped abruptly.

Brush Saint Qingtian’s eyes shone brightly, stepping on this Holy Son, and jumped up.

Instantly pulled away more than a dozen positions of everyone.

“Not good!”

“Saint Qingtian is the strongest among us people, and we have no hope for Dragon Ball.”

Everyone was surprised, and it was Saint Qing Tianhou who reacted.

His face is ugly, and he has no hope for Dragon Ball.

Then.

A holy son sneered, “You gave up before the critical moment? ”

“How about speed?”

“The Dragon Ball is transformed by the Dragon Soul Essence and is a sixth-order treasure.”

“With a certain self-protection mechanism, even if Saint Qingtian arrives first, it will take a lot of effort to get the House Dragon Ball!”

“Yes, there is hope!”

That’s it.

All the Saint Son regained their spirits, gritted their teeth, and inspired the limits of the Imperial Beast Master’s skills, chasing after the Saint Qingtian, who was far ahead.

Meanwhile.

When all the holy sons competed fiercely.

The Mirage Tower is extremely peaceful and quiet.

Lin Ziru’s body, like a bubble, gradually dissipated.

In the sky, huge cracks appeared, and it was vaguely possible to tell that the sky behind the cracks was the sky of King Mountain.

“Senior Lin, let’s go.”

Jiang Fan hugged his fist and bowed his head, and said positively.

Lin Ziru’s help to him is not much.

Lin Ziru did not respond.

A moment later.

The figure completely dissipated.

Jiang Fan sighed.

Want.

There is an afterlife.

Senior Lin Ziru and Senior Zhiyuan should meet together at this time.

Count it yourself, and send the two of them together with your own hands.

“If I think about it, I’m still a great accomplisher.”

Jiang Fan thought in his heart.

The heavy heart is also light.

“Jiang Fan, aren’t you going to fight for the House Dragon Ball?”

The Red Lotus Saint Lady had a hint of nervousness in her tone.

To know.

Lin Ziru has already made it clear.

Jiang Fan has a great advantage, as long as he relies on the Flying Flow Technique, he will definitely be able to get the Dragon Ball Glazed Saint Girl and purse her lips tightly.

Looking up at the mirage Dragon Ball that was looming in the clouds and mist, he was envious.

She also wants to be part of the fight.

But she understood that this mirage dragon ball would definitely fall into Jiang Fan’s hands in the end.

Others, without the art of flying flow, will not be recognized by the dragon.

The chance of getting the Dragon Ball is no less than finding a needle in a haystack.

“I see.”

Jiang Fan looked at the Red Lotus Saint Girl and smiled slightly.

The latter’s delicate eyes were stunned and cute.

At this time.

Jiang Fan vaguely understood what Lin Ziru said.

Cherish the beauty of the moment.

Don’t miss it.

But his strength is not enough.

So, we need to wait.

It won’t be long.

Jiang Fan turned his gaze and looked at the top of the Mirage Dragon Building.

At this time.

A rough battle has broken out at the top.

Due to the inability to summon imperial beasts.

Everyone can only attack with dark weapons and beast master skills.

The top landing is small and can only accommodate three people.

And high in the air, there is a law suppression.

Difficult to float.

Over time, the body becomes heavier.

This means that if for a period of time, it does not occupy the top of the third.

When the time comes, it will fall.

If there is no treasure armor protection body, close to the height of two thousand meters, you will fall alive!

“Dragon Ball, mine!”

Saint Qingtian slapped out a palm and slapped a holy son away.

The other hand grabbed the Dragon Ball.

When it is about to fall on the House Dragon Ball.

Hum – Black and red light bloomed from the house dragon ball.

Saint Qingtian’s face changed drastically, and his palm could not inch, unable to touch the Dragon Ball.

Then.

A black and red figure appeared.

The aura of fear spread out.

Facing this breath, all the holy sons were like carrying a mountain on their backs!

“Emperor-level aura!”

“Red!”

“Mirage!”

Rumble!

Everyone was shocked.

Only then did I find out that the most dangerous red clothes were the dragons!

The black and red scales, the long dragon’s tail.

All of them mean that he is a dragon!

Although his eyes are godless, he is also the flesh left by the dragon.

Boom!

There are no bells and whistles, just the simplest fists.

With each punch, a white wave of qi will be pulled, and the space will be chestnut!

The power is terrifying!

All the Saint Son did not dare to be careless, and even used the Royal Beast Master skill to dodge.

Click!

A holy son could not dodge and was hit by a punch in the flesh of a dragon.

The fourth-order armor on his body shattered in response.

The chest hit by a fist directly appeared a fist hole.

You can see the back from the front of your chest!

Subsequently.

The power of terror is transmitted throughout the body.

In the blink of an eye.

This holy son turned into a puddle of minced meat and fell to the ground, as if a rain of flesh and blood, and the holy sons were terrified.

He didn’t dare to take the fist of the dragon’s flesh.

This fourth-order earth armor is close to the defense of a fifth-order armor.

One punch was shattered.

Who the dares to take this?

Just when the Holy Son was cautious and ready to give up the Dragon Ball.

A sharp and piercing sonic boom sounded.

All the holy sons looked down.

I saw that on the surface of the Wulong Tower, a white horse rose up.

At lightning speed!

In the blink of an eye.

This white training comes to the top.

“It’s actually him!”

“Jiang Fan!”

The white light dissipated, revealing the figure inside, it was Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan reached out and grabbed the Dragon Ball.

All the Holy Son sneered.

Isn’t this self-defeating?


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